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A DAY IN JULY
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by Paul and Don
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It was a Saturday day in July; the forecast was for sunshine and
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temperatures in the upper 80s. We had decided to go to the mall that
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day to do some shopping. You showed up at my place at around 10am by
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bicycle. You had on a loose-fitting tank-top, cute, baggy, striped,
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denim shorts that came down just a couple of inches above your knees,
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and were barefooted. The temperature was already around 80 and it was
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much to warm to wear anything on your feet. "God, it's hot out there,"
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you said.
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"I can tell." Although you had showered, you had already worked
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up a nice sweat riding over. Neither of us were the deodorant type--too
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artificial. Your pit hair was sopping wet and sweat had dripped down
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wetting your shirt. There was virtually no wind at all that day; even
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from a few feet away, I could smell your natural, manly aroma. The
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veins on your body, especially your legs and feet, were prominent,
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pumping blood to your leg muscles plus bringing your blood close to the
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surface of your skin to cool. It made you look really sexy, really
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masculine. "You look cute today and you already smell good." You
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smiled at me. I wore a regular T-shirt and shorts similar to yours; I
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also neglected to put on shoes, of course in the summer I never wore
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them anyway. I got my bicycle and we headed to the mall.
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It was a hot ride over; by the time we got there, we were both
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very sweaty. We locked up our bicycles, and went in. The air-
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conditioning felt great as did the cool, smooth floor tile on our bare
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feet. We were both thirsty, so we got some soft-drinks from one of
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those food-vendor booths. We then just started to leisurely stroll
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around and window-shop. I did actually go there to get some bedding:
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sheets and also plastic undersheets. You knew what those were for;
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indeed, we had lots of fun previously with them. It was getting near
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lunch time and we were both hungry. We stopped at a pizza and pasta
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joint in the mall and chowed down on big plates of baked mostacholi and
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had another big drink each. While we were eating, I moved my bare foot
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onto yours under the table, caressing you. You looked up and gave me a
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big smile. I love your warm smile--it makes me turn to Silly-Putty.
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You took your other foot and did the same to me. Your callused sole
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felt nice stroking the top of my foot as did your gentle toes. We has
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finished eating quickly before either of us got too worked up and went
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back out into the mall. We went to the bedding store; I went in and you
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waited outside. When I came back out with the package, you had seated
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yourself on a bench. Your legs were outstretched and your feet were
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crossed at the ankle and such that I could see your soles. They had
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gotten completely black with dirt from both outside and in the mall.
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You knew I found dirty feet a turn-on from the "care-free, don't give a
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shit that feet are getting dirty so long as they're free from hot,
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uncomfortable shoes" attitude. I walked over to you. "I know you're
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sitting like that on purpose."
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"I know you know." You gave me a devious, grin.
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I could tell you were horny and so was I. "Ready to go?" I
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asked suggestively.
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"Where to?"
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"You know where...back to my place."
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"I've got to take a leak." You teased me like that implying you
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wanted to go to the men's room.
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"Nope," I interrupted. "You're gonna need to hold it."
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"Then let's go before I burst." You got up and started to walk.
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I followed. We walked through the mall doors and the hot air hit us
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like a wall. The temperature had risen to the upper 80s as forecast.
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We unlocked our bicycles and rode back.
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We got back to my place, set our bicycles aside, and went to my
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apartment door. We were both sopping wet. Our shirts had huge sweat
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stains on them and out hair was matted and damp. As I put the key into
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my lock, you leaned on my shoulders, bent down a bit placing your nose
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under my right armpit and inhaled deeply. I stopped moving to let you
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enjoy it. You exhaled and inhaled deeply again. "God, you really smell
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good...so good," you told me.
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"I know!" I boasted confidently. I turned the doorknob, turned
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around, and led you inside my the hand. After I closed the door, I
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leaned back against it, shutting it, then just raised by arms over my
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head and closed my eyes. I didn't have to tell you what do. You came
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forward and put your face right into my right, stained armpit. You took
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the shirt material into you mouth and sucked on it, sucking out my
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sweat. I moaned with erotic pleasure. Having you there sucking my
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sweat with your face buried in my raunchy pit was a huge turn-on. My
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cock was already stiff, straining against my shorts, and oozing precum.
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I couldn't stand it any more--I pulled off your shirt, then you pulled
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off mine. I bent down and licked your nipples and chest. They were
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deliciously sweaty and salty. You stopped me.
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cock was already stiff, straining against my shorts, and oozing precum.
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I couldn't stand it any more--I pulled off your shirt, then you pulled
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off mine. I bent down and licked your nipples and chest. They were
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deliciously sweaty and salty. You stopped me.
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"Let's get the bed ready. Remember, I've still gotta
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pee...really bad now." We took the plastic sheets to the bedroom,
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pulled off the covers and sheets, and put on the plastic ones quickly.
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"You know, I've got to relieve myself soon too." You came over
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to me, planted your lips on mine, shoving your hot tongue into my mouth.
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We started undoing our shorts. They dropped to the floor; neither of us
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was wearing underwear. Our cocks popped out, straight and stiff. We
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played with each other, stroking each other. More precum came from my
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piss-slit and it made a good lube. I motioned you to lay on the bed.
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There you were: a beautiful male specimen, all hot, sweaty and smelly.
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Precum was oozing from your dick too and has leaked down to your thigh
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forming an unbroken string. I dove into your hairy armpits. You were
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really wet there and the odor was strong and raunchy--I loved it.
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"Yeah...lick those pits out, you fuckin' piece of scum," you
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told me. I love it when you verbally abuse me like that. "You sick
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fuck...look at you, you like my hot man-stench, don't you?" You words
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were making me so hot. We were belly-to-belly, humping each other,
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cock-to-cock, sliding around in the puddle of precum that has been
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oozing constantly from both of us. "Yeah...lick me clean, lick every
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fuckin' hair clean...god-damned scum lover." I recognized my bodies
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signs; I was close to cuming. Your right pit was now soaked with my
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spit, I switched over to your left. "You just can't get enough, can
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you? You'd better clean that one just as good as you cleaned the other
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one. Man...than feels so fuckin' good." The fresh, strong odor of your
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other pit energized me; it pushed me over the edge. I removed my face
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from your pit to look you straight on.
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"Ugh...ugh," and with one final thrust, "UuuuGHHH!!" I screamed
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as I lifted myself slightly off of you. My cum shot out between us,
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hitting your face, spurt after spurt of glorious, hot cum. By this
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time, you had gotten so worked up that my cuming was almost enough to
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put you over the edge.
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"KEEP IT GOING!" you commanded me. With my dick still
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outputting cum in aftershocks, I slopped my hand into it and grabbed
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your cock. I gave you slow, steady strokes. The look on your cum-
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covered face told me you were very close to ejaculating. It only took a
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few strokes. "UugHHH!!" you screamed as the first spurt of your hot cum
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shot out of your dick, hitting me in the chest; the second and third
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spurts coated my belly, the remainder fell back landing on your already
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cum-covered chest. Your cum was dripping off me back onto you; you had
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cum buckets. I collapsed onto you, our cum mixing together between us,
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slippery and warm. We were sweatier now than when we had started.
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"Fuckin' A, man." I giggled uncontrollably. I always got the
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giggles after ejaculating from a hot scene because it felt _so_ damned
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good, such a release. I playfully smeared my cum on your face around,
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around your lips. You sucked it off my fingers.
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After a few minutes, I slid off you and down...down to your hot,
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filthy feet. I gazed upon your large, masculine feet. "Man, your feet
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look beautiful: nice and black with dirt, filth, and grime...they look
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so natural that way...they look so hot." Each toe had its own blackness
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on the bottom. "Your toes are so large and beautiful, so succulent-
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looking." I began to caress them, feeling their wonderful, sculpted,
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manly form.
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"Go ahead," you started, "I know you want them. You want to
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lick my feet clean, don't you?"
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"Oh, yeah...very badly," I answered, my eyes closing,
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envisioning myself licking them in my mind's eye. My cock was getting
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hard again.
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"Well then, do it! What are you waiting for? A fuckin'
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invitation?" That was all I need to hear. I thrust my face against
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both your dirty soles and inhaled deeply. Of course, from being bare
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all day, they didn't stink at all, but it was as if I had put my nose to
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the ground and smelled the gutters of the streets, the wonderful,
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different mix of smells of dirt, grime, spit, garbage, and other wastes.
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I started slowly by just kissing your soles all over and your toes,
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wanting to make this foot-sex scene last as long as possible. Finally,
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I outstretched an eager tongue and plastered it against the ball of your
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left foot, pulling up slowly. Your skin was callused and very tough as
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the soles of a man's feet should be. "Ohhh...yeah, man," you moaned out
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as waves of sheer pleasure traveled up your body from your feet. "That
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feels so fuckin' nice. Lick my feet, you hot foot slave." I licked at
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your foot again and my spit had moistened up some of the dirt. My spit
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was becoming dark as was my tongue. It felt a bit gritty in my mouth,
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but it was wonderful. I began stroking my cock. "You like that too,
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don't you? Look at yourself...what an utter low-life. You're down at
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my dirty feet licking them clean." I loved the subservient nature of
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this act...the thought made me so hot. By now I had made a clean spot
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on the ball of your foot, so I moved my way down toward your heel. The
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dirty spit was running down your foot and it was all over my face. Your
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heel was very hard and incredibly encrusted with dirt. I was working
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very hard with my tongue to clean it for you, my lover. I not only was
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licking your foot, but I was sucking the skin. I also licked your
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ankle. God! I loved a man's ankles...so damn sexy...just made for a
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tongue to glide over. I worked my way back up your foot and had done a
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good job of getting much of the dirt off. I saved your filthy toes for
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last. I took each one into my mouth in turn staring with your small
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toe. I sloshed my tongue all over it and sucked it for all I was worth.
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I loved the wisps of hair on your manly toe-knuckles; it reminded me
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that I was sucking a _man's_ toes. Your big toe was the best. It had a
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hard-as-leather callused spot on the bottom and was wonderfully filthy.
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I also made sure to lick any dirt out from between your toes. I was
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rock hard and I had a ridiculous precum flow onto the carpet. You were
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just lying back enjoying every second of the sensations, gently stroking
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yourself. Any tension you had in your body was literally being sucked
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away. "Are you done with that one?"
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"Mmmm," was all I did.
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"What a good foot-slave you are; thank you. For your reward,
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you get to lick my other foot clean."
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"MMMM!" You shoved your other foot in front of me and I started
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again. It was just as good as the first. When I was finished, I sat
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up, very satisfied, my face covered in dirty spit.
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"I've got to piss really bad now. Come on back up here and help
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me out, won't you?" I jumped up at the offer.
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"Yes, I've got to piss too...plus something more, I said as a
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smirk crossed my face.
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"How long?"
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"Mmmm...'bout two days."
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"Me too actually." My eyes widened at what going to be in
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store. We switched places with me now under you, your cock aimed right
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at me.
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Your cock was staring me in the face, semi hard and veiny,
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oozing precum out the end. I touched your piss slit and spun a golden
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thread of precum from your cockhead to my lips.
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"Tasty," I said and smiled. You loved the way I smiled--so
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sweet and yet so perverted.
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"I have something even tastier for you," you said, and bent over
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to drop your penis into my waiting mouth. I started sucking on your
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cock like a calf sucks on its mother's udder. But instead of cow's
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milk, my lips were greeted with the warm salty taste of your golden
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urine. Your bladder felt like it was ready to burst, and it was hard
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for you to get more than a couple of drops out. But then the drops
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became a slow trickle, and suddenly the flood gates opened.
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"Mmmmmmm," I moaned contently as you fed me an ever increasing
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stream of your piss waste. Now you were emptying into me with the force
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of a flushing toilet. It was all I could do to swallow gulps of piss
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juice without spilling any, but it became a hopeless cause.
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Before long the yellow piss was spilling out over my chin. God,
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did that ever look so hot and erotic. Then finally I had to pull my
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mouth away to gasp for air. Immediately your heavy stream of piss
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spilled all over me, and I coughed a full mouthful of warm yellow liquid
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out of my mouth all over your chest.
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You laughed. "You sick fucker," you admonished me, and I began
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laughing and rubbing your piss all over my arms, chest, and stomach.
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The golden fluid collected in small pools on the plastic sheet around
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the outline of my legs and crotch.
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Gradually you was aware of my throbbing penis against your ass
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crack. "You're such a sick perverted fucker," you said, then grabbed my
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cock in your fist. "I really really have to go, Don," I begged you.
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"It's hurting so bad and I don't think I can hold it any more."
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You loved it when I begged like that. It made you so horny and
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hot for me. And it made you want to take our sex over the edge, to a
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new, even sicker plateau. As my cock kept pushing up against your ass I
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had an idea. You took a broad swipe at the piss soaking in a great pool
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on my chest, and liquid dripping from your hand, you grabbed my cock and
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started stroking it with your piss. My cock was now super hard and
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slick and wet with urine, and you grabbed hold of my shaft and led my
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cockhead to the tip of yout asshole. Taking a deep breath, you took my
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dick and forced it slowly but forcefully up into your hole. Instantly
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you felt a sharp pain shoot up into your groin. Your eyes watered. My
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cock split your spinchter ring and in one fell swoop slid all the way
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into your ass up to the base of my balls.
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"What do you want me to do, fuck you?" I asked, open-eyed.
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"No," you replied, "I want you to relieve yourself!"
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My mouth dropped open at the suggestion. We had never done
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anything like that before. I thought at first that you were kidding,
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but the pain in my side and the pressure in my bladder was too much for
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me to waste time arguing with you. I had been holding back for so long,
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it took you a tremendous force of effort just to relax my groin enough
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to let the piss well up in my cock. But slowly, the warm sweet
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sensation of impending release welled up in my groin and pushed
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unrelentingly against my piss slit. Before I knew it, I was exploding
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into your ass, filling your gut with warm, delicious urine.
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As I releived myself inside you, we looked deeply into each
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other's eyes, taking full measure of all the lustful perversity we were
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about to unleash on one another.
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I just laid there, my only feeling of relief as my bladder
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emptied and your gut filled. You were beginning to groan as the
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pressure inside you increased.
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"Uugghh...ohhh...I feel so full...I can't fucking stand it, fill
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me more!" you cried. I had all I could do to not think about this
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incredible scene happening so my cock could stay semi-limp and I could
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continue to pee. Finally, though, my stream slowed to a halt. We both
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just stayed there, frozen for a moment, relishing what had just happened
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and thinking about what was about to happen. I was now allowing myself
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the luxury of an ervction. "Ohhh...your hot piss is boiling my guts; it
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hurts...it fucking hurts so good!"
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"Hold it, man--hang on to it!" I ordered you.
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"I can't for much longer...I can't."
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"Pull off me, man, and quickly!" You heaved yourself up off my
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steel cock and a little of my piss splashed out of your ass onto my cock
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and balls before you clenched your ass shut. "Turn around!" I said.
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The urgency added a wonderful, almost disturbing sense of excitement to
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the air. Instead of kneeling, you crouched up onto your feet. The
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urine on the bed pooled around them. You managed to turn around so that
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your sweaty, hairy ass was facing me. I stroked it, rubbing my hands
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through the damp, matted hair. I ran my finger up through your ass
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crack. You let out an "MMM!" as the sensation shot up your spinal
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column.
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"I can't hold...it," you cried, strain evident in your voice. I
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was getting so hot for what was about to happen, what I was about to
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experience. It would be so dirty, so perverse, so fucking sick; this
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made it all the more exciting.
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Finally I shouted, "Do it! Do it, man! Let go...use me as your
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fucking toilet!" A split-second later, you relaxed your sphincter: an
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explosion of hot piss and shit blasted out of your ass landing all over
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my belly and chest.
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"OHHHHHH!" you bellowed finally being able to release the
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immense pressure. The shit had become very diluted by my piss, very
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runny. The hot, stinking mixture began streaming down the side of my
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body and onto the bed. The stench wafted up off me, filling the room;
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it was incredible. The mixture was accompanied by spurts of gas,
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followed by somewhat firmer, but still fairly loose shit from deeper
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inside your bowels; it began piling up on my belly. As blobs of shit
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fell from your ass, they hit the pool of the looser mixture and splashed
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some up onto my face. "PHEW!...man, it feels so fucking good to get
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that out...ohhh!" By this time, I was beyond being turned-on; I had
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lost control of my senses. I was being swept away by waves of disgust,
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depravity, and perhaps insanity; but I didn't care.
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"Slide back here, now!" I commanded you. Your sweaty, hairy,
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incredibly soiled anus was the center of my world now. You were
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surprised, but perversely delighted by my order. I plunged my tongue
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right into your anal opening. I was greeted by the strong, bitter taste
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of your shit. It by far dominated the taste of my piss. Your shit and
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piss-covered hole-hairs brushed all over my face, tangling with my
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beard, transferring fecal matter to it, and coated my nose. The odor
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was so bad, it was good...no, it was great!
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"Ssss!...oooooh...ughhhh" you moaned as the attentions of my
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masterful, subservient tongue glided and probed, cleaning your anus up
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as far into your body as I could get it. I loved tongue-fucking your
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hot man-hole in general, feeling the warm, soft flesh beyond your
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sphincter, but this was incredible. The tastes, the smells of a hot,
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male shit-hole in all it vile glory. You had begun playing with the
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pile of shit you left on my belly. You smeared it all over my, covering
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my skin, then you globbed in onto my cock and began jerking me off using
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your hot shit as lube. You coated be really well until there wasn't a
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white patch of skin anywhere to be found on my abdomen. I also reached
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around you and slopped my hands into your shit, then reached up,
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stroking your chest, leaving beautiful streaks of brown, chocolatey shit
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behind. I also started jerking you off in return. Both of us were
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oozing precum like there was no tomorrow and as far as I was concerned,
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there wasn't. You had begin rhythmically riding my face as I was
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tongue-fucking your shit-hole, all in lock-step with jerking each other
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off. You let out a wicked fart right into my face: "Aw, man," you
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mumbled, then broke an ever bigger wind. That one was a "wet fart"
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depositing a fresh mixture of piss and shit right into my eager mouth.
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"Mmmm," I moaned as I sucked it away, swallowing it into my
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belly. With my free hand, I grabbed you around your waist and pulled
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you ever so tight against my face. I wanted my tongue to get so far up
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into your bowels that I wanted it to emerge from the other end in your
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mouth! That fresh bit of funky shit-piss mixture sent me over the edge.
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My shit-covered cock began explosively shooting hot semen onto your
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chest and face. Other spurts landed on your throbbing cock mixing with
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the piss and shit already there. You started spewing forth your hot man
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juice, some of it landing back onto my cock, which was still spewing
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semen. Our mutual ejaculation spasms finally subsided, and you fell off
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me, landing to my side, sloshing into the plentiful amount of our waste
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on the bed. My face was covered your shit as was each hair of my beard.
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I licked your shit off my lips and swallowed. The fowl, bitter taste of
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you lingered, constantly reminding me of our perverted acts. This was
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truly the ultimate expression of disgust. It was heaven. "That was
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fucking incredible, man...fuckin' A," I said, a bit winded. A few
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minutes passed as we just laid there, panting, sweating like crazy. But
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I wasn't done yet. "You know, I haven't gone in two days, remember?"
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We both lied there in the explosion of my bowels, beyond
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disgust, beyond filth, as if we had both been born and bred in a sewer,
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the foul smells caressing our bodies, the liquid waste all around us as
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if were the internal organs of some foul disgusting creature that had
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been slit open and its guts allowed to spill out all over the bed.
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As soon as I reminded you that I hadn't gone in two days, you
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immediately felt surprisingluy energized, like we had dragged ourselves
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this far into perversion, and there was nothing left to do but to pull
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ourselves all the way down.
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You traded places with me on the bed, sinking into the pool of
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waste on the sheet. I straddled your chest. You looked into my eyes.
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"I want to share my filth with you," I announced lovingly. I bent over
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and kissed you ever so lightly with my brown, smeared lips. The foul
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smell of shit and piss rose from your breath and enveloped your senses.
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You were turned on like you had never been turned on before. Your foul
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tasting tongue probed deeply into my mouth. My shit-encrusted beard
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tickled the end of your goatee. Our mustaches meshed like brillo as our
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tongues alternately smeared and licked up the bowel waste on our faces.
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"I have something more for you my sweet," I cooed into your ear,
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as I raised my ass ever so lightly off your stomach, and you could feel
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the strain of my muscles in my stomach, first tightening, then letting
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go.
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I gazed plaintively into your eyes as my gut released its
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contents onto your stomach. You could feel the warm, soft tip of my
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shit press down against your navel. It pressed firmer now, and wider,
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and warmer. You knew without looking that this was going to be one of
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the biggest dumps I had ever taken. Just from the look in my eyes, you
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knew it was massive, that it would come close to devouring you. We
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loved every second of it.
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When I finally got up to show you what I had done, you looked
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down to see a huge pile of steaming hot, dark, brown shit-turds covering
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your stomach. It was wonderous...so firm, so cylindrical, like a huge
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pile of sausage almost. "I want to take a moment to admire this," you
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said, urging me not to touch it for a few moments so that you could take
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it all in--all the filth and perversion of having another man's
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humongous pile of shit dumped right there on your belly!
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"Before we do anything else," you said, "I want to be your
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toilet paper." I looked at you and smiled lovingly. "Yes," was all I
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said, as I turned around and thrust my ass into your face. It was the
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most wonderful beautifully dirty ass you had ever seen. My ass hair was
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all matted down and brown from shit smear. There was still a piece of
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shit, a couple of inches long, that was still caught inside my ass when
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the rest of my load had dumped out on you. It was this piece of turd
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that you attacked first with your mouth. You pulled my ass down against
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your face, and opened your mouth and bit that turd right off the end of
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my ass, taking it all in one piece in your mouth, mashing it between
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your lips and tongue, and swallowing it in one bite.
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"My God!" I thought. "You've done it! You've done the
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unthinkable! You've eaten another man's shit! The one thing that
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society finds the most vile act of all. You would be less ostrasized
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and condemned if you had murdered someone than to have committed this
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most unforgivable of all acts! And you enjoyed it! More than that, you
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became one with it. You *were* vile and disgusting and I loved you for
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it!"
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You finished eating out my ass, and licking clean all my
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individual ass hairs, when I lifted myself up off of you, and bent over
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to give you a kiss, to join my mouth with yours and eat my own shit out
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of your mouth, licking at your lips, trading shit-flavored saliva.
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Then I rose up and gave you another view of the massive pile of
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excrement lying, waiting, so inviting on your stomach.
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"It's time we did something about this," I said.
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"Do anything...do EVERYthing!" you begged. I plunged my raging
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hard cock into the pile of shit and began to fuck it with abandon,
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thrusting myself into the warm, smooth mound.
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"Awwww!...Mmmm..." I moaned as my cock disappeared into the
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stinking brown mass. Its texture was wonderfully stimulating. I
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lowered myself more, laying in my own shit, pressing against you,
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squashing the pile between us. Our shitty lips met again and we kissed
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passionately. I rubbed my hands along your sides smearing the shit that
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had been pushed out by my weight up and down your body. I mixed it with
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the pools of brown excrement slime on the bed, slopping up your body
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really well. I lifted up off of you a bit. As it did, the creamy shit
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was stuck to both of us, especially you since your chest was much
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hairier, as if you had pulled a peanut butter sandwich apart. I slopped
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my hand into the shit around your nipples, twirling it, covering my hand
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and fingers. I laid back down on you and brought my coated hand up to
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your mouth. You started lapping the shit off my hand and fingers. I
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joined you in your mission, our tongues gliding over my hand, over each
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other, absolutely delighting in consuming my bodily waste. The level of
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perversion and depravity were beyond anything either of us could have
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dreamed; we had lost all control of ourselves. It was too much for you,
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lying there, being your lover's toilet, having me hump your belly,
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fucking the shit. You started to ejaculate, expelling your semen into
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the shit near my cock.
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"Ugghhhhh!...Ohhhh!" you cried as your cum ripped through your
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penis. I, feeling the immense force of your spurting ejaculate and your
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hot cum sliming up the shit under my cock sent me over the edge.
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I through my head up: "Ugghhhh!" My savage scream echoed off
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buildings far away as my cock dumped and continued to dump buckets of
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hot man juice between us, mixing with yours and the shit. I slid off of
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you to one side, sliding into a pool of urine on the bed. It had cooled
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a bit and felt good against my hot, sweaty body. I rested my head
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against your shit-covered shoulder. We were breathing heavily,
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exhausted, spent of everything out bodies could output: piss, shit, and
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cum. We drifted off to sleep. We knew would be repeating this scene
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again and again, only perhaps even more disgusting and more perverse.
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THE END
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