(from previous chapter)
It was at that point that I noticed that the men in the restaurant were starting to get more comfortable. So I felt it was time to loosen my tie, unbutton my shirt and expose my shit covered chest for Ben. I had smeared my chest a couple of hours before dinner and now the shit was dried but looked beautiful against my crisp white shirt and open tie. Ben did the same and to my delight, his chest was also covered in shit. We stood up and embraced, our hard cocks fighting to be released. At that moment our three waiters appeared and unzipped our pants, pulling our hard dicks out and smearing them with shit. They then took turns sucking our shit covered dicks while Ben and I passed turds from mouth to mouth in a never ending shitkiss.
The same types of scenes were unfolding at the other tables in the restaurant. The night was young and everyone was still very hungry.
Chapter II
( 1 month previous)
Our eyes locked with the hint of a smile immediately as he got onto the #1 at 72nd St heading downtown. He was about 6 feet to my 5'10' with close cropped black hair and about 3 days growth of dark stubble on his face. His lips were full and his eyes were warm, inviting, open, yet piercing at the same time. He was wearing a navy blue suit and white shirt, while I was in a well fitting olive green one. I am not as dark as him, buzz cut my hair and have a closely cropped reddish brown beard and mustache. I am fit and trim from being an exercise addict.- mainly running, but some cycling as well. He moved over to me in the crowded subway and stood next to me. He said his name was Benjamin, but it came out as Ben-ya-mene, in his Israeli accent. He worked in advertising and I was an executive in the entertainment industry. As the train got more crowded, he turned his back to me and pushed his ass against my crotch. It was hot in the train and there were a lot of people. I then felt a building pressure against by groin as he slowly let out a round and full fart. I felt it press against me and then smelled as the vapors travelled upwards, trapped in-between our bodies, to my nostrils, He felt my dick respond. He slowly turned his head to my ear and whispered " I want to feed you." I felt his stubble against my face and said "yes." Despite where we were I could not restrain myself from reaching around and feeling his hard pecs and erect nipples under his jacket. My dick got even harder and he pressed his perfectly formed ass against me. It was all I could do not to get down on my knees right there in the subway and inhale, then rip his pants at the seam and stick my tongue into his chute. I imargined he had been saving a nice load all day just for me. I didn't know what to do. I could not let this go, but I had another commitment that night. So hoping that he was as into me as I into him, we exchanged numbers and let our incredibly hot encounter just be. It was the right move. The texting and sexting did not stop, and within a week we were on our first date.
(back to present)
I love shitkissing and right now I was in heaven. The only thing that would make it more intense was if the shit we were sharing was Ben's and not the waiter's. Not that I am complaining, but part of what makes shit so erotic for me is the intimacy and I wanted Ben's. We broke our kiss and I went immediately to his hairy shit covered chest. Burying my face in it, inhaling , and smearing some of the shit that was in my mouth over his pecs. I continued to unbutton his shirt spreading it apart to get at more of his chest and abs. I took off his suit jacket and just marveled at how sexy he looked with his tie undone hanging around his collar, white shirt unbuttoned to his belly button with his shit covered chest exploding out. His dick was rock hard as our wait staff continued to work on both of us. I needed more shit, and rang the bell. In an instant there was a new boy ready to provide either fresh shit or a tray of shit filled condoms .
I took several of the condom filled shit bags and placed one in Ben's mouth. He used his teeth to hold it while it hung down over his mouth and neck . I made a small hole in the condom and squeezed some shit out. I wanted to smear his white shirt and turn it into a turd rag. That turned him on incredibly. I continued to smear his shirt, chest and abs using the saved shit from the condoms. Occasionally I would take some and feed the wait staff for their efforts, and sometimes Ben and I would just take some for ourselves extending our shitkiss. Another restaurant employee appeared with a tray of poppers to choose from. Both Ben and I like poppers so we took advantage of that little side dish as well.
Ben was entirely turned on and hot as fuck, but he wanted to work on me a bit so he took control and sat me down in the chair. He asked for some rope to tie me down so I could not move my arms or legs, first removing my jacket. He unbuttoned my shirt exposing my reddish fur smeared with shit. He took a pair of nipple clamps and attached them. My dick shot out a load of precum that one of the waiters caught and recycled in his own mouth. He then put a gag on my head with a funnel large enough to pass a nice sized log through that flared open at the other end. He asked for assistance from the wait staff, who took a sharp steak knife from the table and slit open Ben's pants at the ass seam. Ben then got onto the table and pressed his now exposed shithole against the funnel and proceeded to push out an extremely large log right into the funnel. The waiters were watching and were incredibly turned on themselves. They asked if they could feed me as well, but Ben said no, this feeding was his alone. He said that they would have an opportunity later on. When he finished he got down of the table, took a bottle of poppers and pressed it up against my nose and I inhaled. He then switched sides and I inhaled deeper. He did that two more times. He then took a shot glass and started to push the shit into my mouth as he jerked my hard dick. In his Israeli accent he said, " I know you've been wanting this ever since the subway ride and I have not been able to think of anything else. Take my shit, I love you."
{to be continued}