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"Hey bro, I'm home!"
"Hey, turd sniffer. Where've you been? "
It seemed my older brother was home alone, just chilling on my bed. Sometimes he uses my bed when no one else is around, he reckons that way, if we make any mess, at least it is on my bed instead of his.
"I went to Toby's after school," I explained. "We hung out for a bit, and we talked. We're also, um, you know."
"A couple of little homos? See, I told you that you were gay. "
"Yeah, I guess you were right after all. Thanks for helping me figure that out. We're even better friends now. "
"What about Justin? He said you guys caught up at lunch today. How did that go? "
"Fine, I guess. He made me drink his piss, then I sucked him off. He made me sniff his foul hole too. I just wish he wasn't so hairy and so mean to me sometimes. "
"Sounds like you've got a little thing going on with both of them now. Do you still want some of this? " He asked, flipping back and holding his knees against his ears.
"You know, I do. You're the one who got me into all of this. "
I happily crouched down and rested my face against his upturned boxer-covered butt. Even in his boxers, I could make out the grove of his ass crack, my face honing in on where his stink was strongest, as I figured that was likely where his hole would be. He casually wrapped his arms around me in a sort of perverted hug, holding my head against his ass. I could tell he was clenching, wanting to fart while he held me there. Only a single layer of his boxers protected me from a direct ass blasting.
Pffffffft!
It wasn't much, but it was certainly appreciated. It's silly how much comfort my brother's asshole gives me these days. While I hadn't had the chance to do anything with Tobys today, and I didn't really like doing it for Justin, I still looked forward to sniffing my brother's disgusting farts. As bad as they sometimes smelled, it was just something familiar, something to come home to. I just wish other boys were as open to it as he and I are. It's weird how so many boys my brother's age are so secretive about their stink. I see them shake their dicks at people as a joke, or get changed in the nude at the swimming pools, and that seems all fine and normal to them. There is just something about puberty that makes them want to hide their butts. They plaster themselves in deodorant and hide their asses from everyone as if they're all clean or something, that zone of their bodies becoming so completely unmentionable. I don't know why boys are like this, but at least I had my brother's one, and he didn't hide his from me at all. In fact, some days, it felt like I lived inside it.
"I can feel a bigger one brewing." He explained as he loosened his arms. "Make sure your nose is tight against my hole this time. If you breath in hard enough when I let rip, it should mean only you have to smell it. "
He didn't have to ask twice. I adjusted slightly, making sure I was in the right place. When my nose sank in a little more to the dimple between his legs, I could tell I was in the right spot now. The odour from his asshole rose up so much stronger, not only from his humid cavern inside but also from the aftermath of his last fart. It wasn't just his arms that were wrapped around my head; it was the foul smell of his crack and crotch wafting up into my airways. I could smell everything down there. Not just his ass, but his ball sweat and his cock cheese all wafted around my head like a cloud.
"Jeez man..." I mumbled as I waited, "When did you last have a shower? I can smell both your ass stank and crotch funk from down here. "
"Why would I shower when you like sniffing me so much?" he replied, tightening my face against his unwashed crevasses.
"I want to sniff your hole, not your sweaty ballsack." I mumbled into his underwear.
"Guess you'll just have to get used to that too, huh?"
My face slid to the side slightly, my face sinking even further right into his trench. Heat poured from his hot steaming anus, just waiting for my nostrils. My brother noticed I was deeper too, moving his grip once more, ensuring my nose was firmly parked right against his sphincter. There was no escape from it now; it was just a matter of time. Even from inside his boxers, I could feel him flexing his hole open and closed as he worked his foul gas towards his exit.
"Take a big breath, little bro. Here it comes... "
BBRRRBBRBRBBR!!!
"Oh fuck..." I winched, trying to tug away.
"Where do you think you're going? Just sniff it." he replied, holding me flush against the source of the smell.
"I'm trying, I'm trying. " I said, struggling for fresh air. "It's just so wet and gross, man. I think you need to have a shit too. "
"Oh yeah? Then how's this one? "
"No wait, stop! I-"
RRRRRBBBBBBBBBT!!!
"Sniff it, bro! Sniff it hard! "
SNIFFF, I choked and then spluttered, my lungs protesting about the putrid air I had just provided them. This time it was so bad I managed to break away from his arms, coughing, trying to rid my airways of his awful stench. "Guh... I wasn't ready for that. Your shitfarts are so much worse than your normal ones. I just can't handle those ones as well. "
"You can really tell I need to take a dump from just my farts, huh?"
"Yeah... they're different. They stink a lot more, and they are hotter and just... ugh. You've definitely got something up in there. "
"Well, we gotta get you used to them, man. You should be able to manage whatever my hole can dish out. What if you were sniffing Toby's or Justin's asshole and you did that to them? What if it were someone else's you were trying for the first time? They wouldn't be too happy if you suddenly stopped and started coughing on them. "
"I know, but but what should I do?"
"But what should I do?"
"Hrm. I think I have an idea. Are you hungry? "
Moments later, we were in the garage, with me once again going along with one of his schemes. As usual, this required me to remove all my clothes again, though I didn't care about getting naked in front of my brother any more. Next, I got down and lay across on the ground as he instructed, the hard floor none too comfortable against my back.
"Why aren't you hard this time?" He asked, gesturing down at my shrivelled, limp cock. "Usually doing this stuff gets you off."
"Probably because of the freezing cold concrete you got me laying on! Why aren't we doing this in the bathroom like we usually do? "
"I'll explain in a sec. Here, stick this in your mouth," he said, passing me over one of those small orange plastic funnels.
"What's this thing for?"
Well, first I gotta take a leak, and I want to try doing it while standing up. I'll aim into the funnel so we can both watch me piss on you. It will be cool to watch you be my actual toilet this time. The funnel, and doing it in here just makes sure you still drink most of it and there won't be much to tidy up. "
"But, how does that help me with sniffing your hole? " I groaned.
"We'll do something about that in a minute. Quick, get ready."
My belly was still swirling full of his and Justin's piss from during the day, but I figured to get it over with. It was just going to be another bladder load of teenage piss for me to digest. I shoved the funnel into my mouth and watched above me as my brother shucked his boxers off, his lower half coming into view. All the times I had drank his pee, or anyone else's, they'd shoved their dick straight in my mouth, so I couldn't really see it. This time I would actually see it happen. My brother's cock wasn't big and hairy and menacing like Justin's was, but I still knew my place. My brother's cock waved back and forth slightly just feet above me, and I knew I was expected to drink from it. He took hold of himself and took aim.
"You ready?" My brother asked.
I nodded in reply, the funnel readily inserted between my lips. My heart raced as he stood over me, staring down at me. I lay and waited, looking from his cock to the corner edge of the funnel. This time, when he started, I would be able to actually watch his pee stream coming from the end of his cock and taste it as I swallowed. With the funnel, it ensured there would be less mess and I would have more to drink. This time, I'd truly be his toilet.
His stream finally started. The first rope splashed my shoulder, but he quickly adjusted, aiming his torrent straight into the funnel. The force of his piss was stronger this way, with gravity now on his side. I quickly and feverously gulped down his piss, ready for more. It felt so different doing it this way, I really felt beneath my brother in more ways than one. I could see so much more of the action, from his yellow stream gushing out of the tip of his penis, following the trail of it all the way to my face, where I knew it was swirling down into my mouth, down my throat, and into my stomach. My brother was so clever, and I was so proud to be his receptacle. I was honoured.
All too soon, his flow stopped, the last few drops dribbling down across my chest. Again, my brother must have seen this coming, and was the whole reason I was naked and in the garage this time around.
"You can take the funnel out now." He said, "How was it?"
"Good. " I smiled. "Tasted like your piss usually does."
"Cool. Now it is time for you to eat my shit. I just gotta go grab something. "
My brother quickly rushed back into the house, only to return with my special toilet seat. "Now for the second course," I thought to myself as he got everything ready. He placed some bricks either side of my face, placing the seat over top of it, then stood over me again.
"We're going to do something a little different this time." He explained. "This time I'm going to push my shit out just a tiny bit, and then leave it there. I'll sit over your face, but I just want you to sniff it. Sniff it hard. I want you to sniff my ripe shit so that you can get used to my shittier farts. "
"You want me to... smell your shit?"
"Yes. I will just push it out so it's outside. Like a turtle. Then I want you to huff my stink till I say stop. Got it? "
"Yeah... I guess."
He turned around and sat himself in the seat, his already distended anus only inches from my face. I wondered briefly how many other little brothers did this for their siblings. Did their brothers sit their bums down on top of them like this? I could hear him straining and grunting above, as he pushed his crap towards me. Eventually, his hole blossomed open, and the dark mass of his shit slithered out from deep inside him.
True to his word, he only allowed the first bit to emerge, leaving his tasty morsel hovering just out of my reach. The stench of his shit was almost unbearable as it hung there, suspended by nothing but his wet sticky ring; his reeking poo was just inches away from my nose. Usually, when I ate his shit, I could gulp it down quickly to remove the smell, but this time I had to leave it there and sniff it as it hung there, saturating the air.
"Now. Sniff my shit little bro. I wanna hear you breath it in. I wanna hear you really snort it. "
I took a deep breath, my lungs already shaking from what was about to come. SNIFFFFFFFFFFFF "OH FUCK ugh!...man it smells so bad. "
"Sniff it again!"
Okay, SNIFFFFFFFF... ack... dude.... it's reeks man, please. "
"Of course it does. It's shit. But you have to keep sniffing it!" My brother told me, lowering his asshole even closer to my nose. "Smell my shit, turdsniffer."
Sniffff-"nnngh... can't I just eat it already?"
"No. You need to get used to it. Come on, you can do it."
SNIIIIIIIIIFF I felt like I sounded like someone desperate for air, but every time I sucked in, all I got was his putrid shit air. My passageways became flooded with his butt stench, his cracked and stinking brown poo like it was tormenting me. The back of my throat burned, and it felt like my lungs were crumpling.
"Now, bite it off, but hold it in your mouth. Don't eat it yet. "
I bit a chunk of his turd off, my eyes drawn to the fact that there was now a mouth-sized piece missing, which I now held between my teeth. Instead of chowing it down, this time I had to savour it, my brother's teenage waste bobbing around in my mouth.
"How does it taste?" My brother asked above me.
"Like shit..." I mumbled.
"Yeah? How's this then? "
I watched, his turd still in my mouth, as he removed my toilet seat and carefully knelt down, his ass over my head. Like some sort of artist, he managed to shit out another short 2 incher, this time laying it right across my upper lip. He must have been satisfied after that, as I watched him stand back up and pull his boxers back up, once more standing over me.
"Whaff haffens 'ow?" I muttered, being careful not to eat or move any of my brothers' deposits. My taste buds and sense of smell were surrounded by his reek. My eyes stung from the toxic air I felt like I was covered in, and I could swear I could literally see steam coming off of his turd, which rested on the bridge under my nose. I saw him reach around and scratch himself through his boxers. His ass pit was probably still slippery and sticky from the dump he'd just taken on my face.
"Now you can lie there and get used to it. Mom and dad should be home in about an hour. When you hear them, you can get up and go have a wash, then we can do some homework. I'm pretty sure my hole will be nice and crispy for you to clean up by then.
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