Chapter 2 -- CLIFF'S PIG.
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The next day was Wednesday and one of the hottest days of that summer. I was already in the third toilet, the place where we had agreed to meet every day now. I should go first and Cliff would hopefully come now. I had started beating my meat awaiting him. I had simply sat on the toilet and was jacking off comfortably waiting for him to come. Finally I could see him, with his wonderful every day heavy scent.
-Hi Ralph. So hot to see you again. And so hot watching your dick having fun. Do you really want us to jerk each other off now?
-Come on, Cliff. Take your dick out. I cannot explain to you now why I am so eager to touch your dick and give it some fun. All I know is I need to live some hot gay experiences with you again.
-Do you feel comfortable with yourself?
-Maybe I'm gay, Cliff, but I never knew. All I can tell you is I've always been disgusted at your smell, as you well know and now I really need to wank over your smell. I'm all day at home, and I want you to know, wanking over you. I've suddenly entered the unexpectedly scented paradise of sweat, of man smells, an oasis newly discovered I never want to leave now. I am the whole day desiring to be next to you and sniff your wonderful perfume.
-I've never been harder than you are making me now. So ok, I'll whip it out; I need to cum and if you want me to dirty your sandwich, I will do it later. What is it today?
-Foie-gras.
-Hand me the sandwich. I'll cum on it and later piss. And I can season it with some more dirt and make it a combined dish of delicacies --He had not yet finished speaking when he had already whipped his humungous cock out and I grasped it and started to pump it.
-Whatever you want, Cliff. You know now I can eat everything if it is dirty and comes from you --and he also started to jack me off then.
We were masturbating each other for ten minutes and he sometimes asked me what I was feeling for he was sure it was my first time pleasing a cock.
-So hot, Cliff. I feel wonderfully, as if I had just discovered this is what I have always desired to do. Maybe one day I could go further, but this is so funny that after now I would like to jack you off every day. We could do it over and over again.
-What a hot boy you are, Ralph.
-How well you smell, Cliff.
It was a combined pleasure to have a dick in my hand and to smell his wonderful scent. And I was progressively more certain that I wanted to play with my hot new friend's cock every day, as sure as I was that if he had a shower now, I would feel frustrated. I had to cum and seeing me cum, he approached the sandwich to him and came on the foie-gras, but later he told me he hadn't pissed yet and asked me whether I would like him to do it.
-If you don't piss any of my sandwiches now, I will always feel unfulfilled. I spend all day now wanting to see you pissing and later eat it. The sandwich already has foie-gras and cum. Piss it now and then whatever you want.
Then I saw him with security pissing the sandwich again. How pornographic it was for me now to see his sexy cock pissing, more knowing he was pissing for my fun. When he finished he told me: you want more?
-Dirty my sandwich Cliff, please, whatever you want to do.
And then I saw him spitting on the foie-gras. He spat seven times for I was looking excitedly at him and encouraged him to go on.
-And now, Ralph, I'd better ask you again what you think of my smell now.
-It drives me crazy, Cliff, let me tell you again and I will tell you the same whenever you ask me after now.
And then I saw him taking off his really sweaty T-shirt and I glimpsed again his sexy chest, which I was used to seeing but now for the first time aroused me to see it. He then raised one of his arms and took the sandwich to his right pit and started rubbing his pit sweat on the crust. I was not jacking off but was about to cum again when I understood now I would not only sniff his sweat but also taste it.
-Here it is. A real delicacy of dirty tastes. I'm sure my friend Ralph is brave enough to eat it.
-Hand me the sandwich, Cliff.
And finally I was munching it. I wanted dirt and it had cum, piss and gobs, three of my friend's delicacies. But the moment I tasted his sweat I was sure I had never savoured something just as tasty, so I started to beat off again. I wanted him to see how his sweat aroused me now. I was eating that wonderful sandwich slowly, reveling in every taste, but especially his pit aroma, sure that I would ask him to give me his sweat to eat more often. I had to eat it all prior to shooting a second load that day. He was jacking off too seeing my aroused face. But I managed to finish the sandwich first and then cum.
-Oh Cliff, give me sweat every day, please; give me man scents, give me man tastes. --And then he also blasted a second load with me that day.
-I still haven't told you I spend the afternoons wanking over you now and even suck my cock imagining it's your sexy dick I am sucking; now you know --Cliff then told me.
-So hot to know, Cliff. Now let's return to work. And please give me some of your dirt to eat every day.
When Thursday came I was all day as excited as I had been on Wednesday, all that day with a really perceptible boner, for Cliff of course was working shirtless again and his beautiful chest dripping sweat was an image that increased my erection, together with his wonderful perfume. My workmates of course saw my boner; even one of them asked why I was that hard. I told him nothing for I didn't feel like lying and tell him I was hard thinking about a girl, but let him think whatever he preferred to think, even if he could think I was hard at him, who also worked shirtless. I didn't give a damn. It was unbearably hot and that day I also took off my shirt. Cliff smiled at me but told me nothing but I saw him getting hard and later in the toilet he told me I was hot and now he had been allowed to see something else from me: my long cock, my chest, everything made him horny too. At about our time of break he told me he needed to take a dump and he would go to the restroom first. He would shit on the first toilet, not the third one today, so we could go later to our toilet and I would not be disgusted. But I don't know what came to me then but I also needed to see Cliff shitting. Anything dirty with him would be heaven and I had to show him again I feared nothing now. So I headed to the restroom, believing I could get nauseated that day but sure I also wanted to see him shit. I knocked at the first toilet now and told him.
-It's me, Ralph: may I come in, Cliff?
-I've not finished shitting, but if you want to come in, of course you can.
A sudden strong smell of shit hit my nose then, but watching him then with his pants at his ankles and his new erection though he was not jerking himself off in that moment, made me go really hard despite the smell, and smiling at him, I whipped my cock out and started to jack off and he did the same and asked me to give him the sandwich, which that day was white cheese, and immediately he started to piss. What a horny show it was for me then to see him taking a dump while he was again pissing my sandwich for me to eat later.
-So do you even like this smell, Ralph?
-I am certain now I would love any smell that comes from you --and I looked at him telepathically urging him to also do it. He told me then he had just finished shitting but looking at my eager eyes, he did it! He took a little morsel of shit from the toilet and I could soon see him spreading that little amount of shit on the white cheese. Sure that I would eat it later whatever the taste and hardly believing I could even eat some shit of his, I almost came in that moment but I wanted to wait and cum when I was eating it. Finally he gave me the sandwich and told me.
-Let's see now whether my new friend would also be able to eat this, I'm really curious to know. But do only what you think you are able to do, Ralph. My opinion of you cannot be better now. --and he handed me the shitted sandwich then.
Unhesitatingly I took it to my mouth. The smell of his shit was strong and clearly perceptible but I never doubted I would eat it too whatever I felt. And I timidly tasted a morsel of the shitted sandwich. Instantly I was sure I would not puke and could cum with it, so I only rubbed my cock a little for fear I could cum before I had finished. Cliff couldn't believe what I was doing and jerked himself off in ferocious strokes. As I was eating I told him.
-Really nauseating, Cliff, but not only my nose now, also my mouth, are sure that I wanna keep on being this pig. This hardly could be considered sex now, but I'm sure pig experiences with you is what I need, more than any girl in the world. Thanks, Cliff, and now see how this pig cums with your shit --and just then my dick became an uncontrollable fountain spilling cum and I was sure disgust had just made me have the best orgasm of my life. As I was cumming, I also had the horny show of watching my hot friend cumming again, and now I was totally sure that whatever experience with him would be funny but meaningless unless I could see him cumming.
-Now I am sure, Ralph, I have never seen in my whole life a dude as hot and as brave as you. And now I am certain not only that you can eat anything but enjoy. Ok, since both of us have cum today and after all this is why we come to the toilets every day, we can leave it here today and return to work. Tomorrow I'll make you taste a couple more things.
-Thanks, Cliff, ok let's return to work.
I didn't know what delicacy he would like me to taste on Friday but I was sure by now I would enjoy other dirty tastes, even if he wanted to spread garbage on my sandwiches. When Friday's break finally arrived, I headed first to our third toilet and he greeted me warmly. I told him today I had brought an Iberian ham sandwich. He sat on the toilet and suddenly unlaced his boots. A strong smell of really dirty feet reached me then. It would have been stench from any other man but it was not with Cliff.
-Tell me sincerely, Ralph. I have not had a shower in ten months. Does this smell nauseate you? You can tell me. Now we're good friends and I won't get angry at any answer you give me.
-I know I should be disgusted, Cliff. But I know well enough nothing of you disgusts me now. Do you want to season my sandwich with the sweat of your feet now? Please do it.
He grabbed my ham sandwich and I saw him then taking off his socks and rubbing his bare left foot on the crust. As he was doing it I took one of his socks and started to sniff it. Once again I was surprised that I was enjoying this stench, sure that nobody else's feet would smell as strongly as Cliff's feet. It was even sweaty. But I had taken my dick out as he finished seasoning my sandwich, pumping my cock which was getting harder at the aroma, and encouraging him to go on. But he told me.
-I intended to give you a new combo of delicacies today and I wanted to fill the inside of this sandwich with something new. Well, look at me and later you can eat it or not, you decide.
Cliff had then a big cold and I saw him then blowing his nose on the ham. I knew now what he wanted me to eat, and why not? I had eaten his shit yesterday and cum with it. Now it would be snot, something I had never tasted before but when the dirty sandwich was ready I told him.
-Give me the sandwich, Cliff. I'm sure I will also eat it.
And I started to eat it then and I had to masturbate again and seeing me he was at it once again. The taste of his very dirty feet on the crust was disgusting but at the same time it was hot as hell to eat it, and meanwhile I was tasting his snot, very yellow and mushy that day and I knew then something as savoury as Iberian ham would always be better with snot on it, a really tasty substance from my pig friend. I call him pig but in that moment I was becoming clearly Cliff's pig and I loved that state of things. The combination of ham, very strong feet stench and snot was totally pleasant, so much so that I came before I had finished eating and since he had not cum yet I finished the sandwich jacking him off but only for two more minutes till I saw him blast a load then.
-You have been able to eat any dirt from me except puke, but I am sure my close friend Ralph would even eat it if I gave you vomits to eat. But since we also work on Saturdays, tomorrow I intend to reward you with something different. Would you really like to see me sucking my own cock? I could also suck yours later if you want.
-I'm not sure about the second part, Cliff, since to allow you to suck my cock, I would also have to suck yours, but I'd love to see you giving yourself a self blowjob.
So there I was in the construction site that Saturday morning with a clear boner all the time. I hoped Cliff would keep his promise to give himself a blowjob and curiously I did not want to get aroused at cunnilingus today. I preferred watching my hot friend sucking his own cock. But at eleven I went to the toilet first and he came soon after me.
-Good morning, Ralph --he told me-, I won't dirty your sandwich today. I'll do something different as I promised you. Would you really like to see me sucking my own cock?
-Please do it, Cliff. I'd really appreciate it.
He pulled down his jeans then and I saw his cock, harder than ever before. He told me he needed to be very hard to be able to give himself a blowjob and he had spent the whole morning thinking about me. He told me he would sit on the toilet, for sitting it was easier for him. Of course my dick, really hard today was already out and I was beating off when I saw him sitting on the toilet and telling me it could cost him a little time to begin, I saw him arching his back and soon he was licking the whole length of his massive dick. It was a show to see how he was able to lick his glans too all the time telling me that watching my hard cock having fun was helping him. He bent down a little more and soon I saw him swallowing that long cock he had. The show was driving me crazy and I didn't realize I had just busted a load, but felt the hot fun of orgasm. In that moment Cliff stopped a bit just to ask me.
-You have a really long cock, Ralph. I'm sure you could also blow yourself if you tried. Would you be shocked to have a dick in your mouth, your own dick?
-I won't get shocked. I will also try.
-I can leave you the toilet to sit if you want.
-I'll try on the floor. If you keep sucking your own dick, I can get hard enough to try.
Then I lied on the floor and in order to help he resumed the self-blowjob. I had never tried and I thought I would be unable, but at least I was trying. First the motions I had to do with my body were painful but I was determined to taste my own dick so I could get a blowjob whenever I desired. Soon I could check that I was able to lick my cock and with some efforts I was finally able to lick my glans. I was determined to make myself cum and the first time I had a dick in my mouth I was sure I loved the taste and I would soon ask Cliff to let me take his dick in my mouth and taste it. We were for just a minute each sucking his own cock but soon we heard a lot of noise in the toilet. It seemed like everybody had just entered and Cliff told me then.
-If you like this show, Ralph, we could repeat it any other day. Now you know you can also do it. But we'd better go now.
-They're still outside. Oh Cliff, thanks for showing me this new pleasure I can have now every day. But I have enjoyed the taste of my own cock. Could I also taste yours, please? I really want to.
-You know how dirty I am, Ralph and you can guess the taste of my cock will be much dirtier than the taste of yours. But if you're sure, you can do it.
That's when I had no more doubts I liked boys, the moment I took Cliff's dick into my mouth and started to taste it carefully and lovingly.
-Cliff, I would like to give you a blowjob and I really mean it.
-You're the hottest guy I've ever met, Ralph. Ok, I will be bold again and will suggest something. Now the weekend starts and we have many hours ahead so we could go to my house but you must know that my filthy smell is perceptible everywhere. We could eat something first and if you want, without our clothes. I still haven't seen you naked and I really want to. Then we could finish our self blowjobs so you can taste your own dick for as long as you want prior to having a different dick in your mouth. And if you want, you can suck my cock later, but I will also suck yours. Just that; well, what do you think of my suggestion, Ralph?
-Going to a house which has your smell that now you know I like so much? Being naked and first sucking our own dicks and then each other's dicks? What you have scheduled is heaven, Cliff.
-Then let's finish our work today first. I live very close and we can go walk to my house.
Nobody in the restroom now and we could calmly get out with two astounding erections. The next hours were hard for me but horny, really desiring to have Cliff's dick inside me. Finally we ended and Cliff smiled at me and told me: "now I hope you like my house, my friend, and enjoy anything we could do."
I smiled back and we started the road to Cliff's house. We were only walking for five minutes, totally hard, heading to number 28, third floor. I really wanted to have gay sex now and I would soon enter another paradise of man scents.