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"And did you mean that other thing?" Bobby asked.
"What's that?" I said.
"Umm, about me shitting on you....."
I thought about my answer, then responded. "Bobby, I love you very much, and will do anything with you that you want to do. Yes, I'd love for you to shit on me, and anything else."
Bobby Olsen is 12 years old, my paper boy, very attractive, with dark blonde hair, hanging in his young boy face, even white teeth and a beautiful smile, sparkling blue eyes, a snub nose, freckles, about 95 pounds and 4' 10". Oh, and a cute little 4" cock that fits so nicely in my mouth.
Me, I'm Tracy Smith, well to do, 35, with dark hair, good looking in a masculine, rough-edged way, blue eyes, 180 pounds, 6' 1", a thick 8" cock, and moderately hairy.
Bobby looked so happy, and gushed, "Oh Tracy, you're making me SO happy! I thought I'd never find someone I loved who wanted to play with me like that! You know, people always act like it's disgusting, so I was afraid..." his voice trailed off.
He continued. "I'd like to play right now, but I can't. I pooped out everything before. Do you have to poop, Tracy?" Bobby asked hopefully.
"Actually, yeah, it's pressing pretty hard," I confessed.
"Oh good!" Bobby said excitedly. "Can you squat down and poop for me?"
"How about we do it in the bathroom?" I said. "We can use the master bathroom right here." The master bathroom in this house was quite a bit bigger than the one off the living room, with a full sized jacuzzi, a triple sized shower with jets at several levels, and two toilets, as well as two wash sinks. "But first, I'll need to transfer your clothes into the dryer," which I did. Then I came back to Bobby, and said, "Ready?"
"Okay!" Bobby said excitedly. He hopped out of bed, his naked pink feet slapping on the floor, his little pink dick with its full red head flopping and swinging between his cute, smooth thighs. I climbed off the down mattress, and walked over to the bathroom where Bobby awaited me, and he immediately began giving orders, orders I happily obeyed.
"Squat down here," he pointed. I did as he directed, my anus automatically opening a little from the position, and issued a long, loud fart. Bobby giggled, and brought his face down to my ass. "Mmm," he said appreciatively. "That smells nice!"
Bobby went around behind me, and I could feel his small, hot hands cupped together brushing against my ass cheeks. "Shit now, please, I want to catch your pile of shit in my hands!"
I pressed slightly as Bobby stared at my ass hole. "Ooh, it's opening," he said. "Ooh, and I can see a brown circle!" It was exciting to me, hearing the excitement in his voice. "It's coming out!" He said. I could feel a very large log working its way out of my ass, slowly at first, then it squeezed out faster, shooting out. I guessed it was about 6" long, and thick from its feel.
"It's BEAUTIFUL!" Bobby exclaimed. "Ooh, and there's MORE!" I could feel several smaller turds slipping out, apparently also into Bobby's hands. "They feel so HOT!" Bobby continued. Several farts barked themselves out, then the feeling of fullness was gone.
"Bobby, I think that's it," I said. I turned to see Bobby gazing at the one large, and several smaller creamy, sticky turds in his cupped hands with a look of fascination, then he slowly brought the pile of my hot shit up to his nose, and he slowly took a long, full breath, inhaling the odor of my crap. What a lovely smile he wore, as he inhaled. I sat down on the floor, and watched Bobby as he played with my brown, smelly shit. He had a small brown dot on the end of his nose, from sniffing it so closely.
"Tracy, I want to do stuff with this, okay?" He asked, as though my shit had some worth for him, and he didn't want to waste it.
"Sure Bobby, go to town," I said. Bobby immediately took one of the smaller turds and spread it over his small chest and nipples, rubbing my shit deeply into his skin, as though it were finger paints. I felt my dick throbbing at the site of a hot 12 year old boy happily spreading my creamy feces all over his body. Although I was definitely excited by this sexy boy, there's was no way I was going to become erect however, not without a little rest, anyway. That's what I thought, anyway.
Bobby continued playing with my shit, now laying on his bare back, his small dick sticking up, brown feces already smeared on his chest and nipples. He took a large handful of my hot shit, then wrapped it around his small pecker, and slowly began jacking himself off with it, a thick brown mud coating rubbing up and down over his pink shaft. "Tracy, squat over my face!" He said, in short gasps as he pleasured himself. I brought my ass over his face, facing his now-brown crotch, and he grunted, "Put your ass hole on my mouth!"
I lowered my butt until I could feel his small tongue stabbing at my hole, and it was apparent that Bobby wanted to lick my dirty ass hole while he jacked off with my shit. The sensory overload was too much for me, and I slowly jacked my own cock, which to my great surprise was hard once again, while Bobby cleaned my filthy anus with his tongue, and jacked himself off. The feeling of Bobby's tongue inside my ass hole, as he stretched it trying to get deeper inside my dirty rectum, was very odd. I'd never had anyone's tongue up my ass before, particularly a tongue that belonged to a young boy, and that was searching so hard for stray pieces of shit! Odd, but what a turn on!
I reached over to Bobby's shit covered hand stroking his cock, and began stroking his hard little filth-covered rod myself. Bobby felt me take over the sweet stroking of his penis, and let go, bringing his shit-covered hand to my own hard cock, and began jacking me off! I thought what had gone before was hot, but it was nothing compared to what we were doing now. I was squatting my hairy, 35 year old, filthy but firm butt over a 12 year old boy's open mouth, while his tongue dug deep inside my anus, in order to eat my shit. Meanwhile, that same 12 year old boy had his shit covered hand stroking up and down my hard 8" long dick, while my own hand was stroking that 12 year old's hard, shitty 4" cock. Certainly never imagined I'd find myself in that position!
I thought I'd describe the scene for Bobby, since his view was pretty limited, with my hairy buns on his face. "Bobby, your hot, slut hand stroking my hard, leaking cock feels so nice! I especially like the feel of my shit as your hand rubs it into my cock, even into my red, wet piss slit, which, by the way, would love to piss a gallon of hot yellow piss into your shitty mouth. Meanwhile, I can feel your long, pink tongue licking inside my filthy ass hole. Do you know I just took a shit into your hands, and all my shit around my anus is being eaten by you as you lick me? Feels good, little stud cunt! And I love the feel of your hot, pink cock between my fingers, as I stroke you up and down with my shit all over you. And I think I see gobs of your white, sticky cum spurting up through your boyish piss slit. Yes, I do, big gobs of creamy, tasty boy cum are spurting up through your little hole, mixing with the shit, and coating it with your cream. It looks so good I think I'll lick that little shit-covered lollipop!"
I did just that, bending forward and taking Bobby's shit covered dick in my mouth, licking first the creamy white, glistening coating, then the grainier, earthier tasting shit that thickly coated his cock, sucking it deeply into my mouth and throat, relishing the unique taste. Meanwhile, Bobby abandoned my ass, which was pretty clean by this point, and began sucking on my cock. His tongue, so wonderful, was made for pleasuring a man, as I discovered from his cock sucking, and ass rimming, not to mention his simple kisses too. I came fairly quickly, spurting a small amount of semen onto Bobby's tongue, and he sighed with pleasure. We finished licking each other quickly from that point, as we'd both been satiated with lustful pleasure.
I then switched around so that we were head to head, foot to foot, cock to cock, Bobby on his back, me on top facing him. I grasped Bobby's wrists so that he couldn't move his arms, then crossed my legs over his, immobilizing him. I let loose the large amount of piss I'd held back, and pressed our stomachs and groins together, meanwhile bringing my mouth to his for a long, passionate kiss. Bobby squealed with delight when he felt my hot stream of acrid, golden piss flood over his dick and balls, and continue up his stomach and chest. His nude, wet, delightfully smelly body squirmed under mine in pleasure.
I pissed for the longest time, thoroughly wetting his body with my yellow urine, and we continued kissing, lying in the growing pool of pee. Bobby's tongue invaded my mouth again and again, fucking my mouth, making me long for his cock again. Finally, though, my piss ran out, and began to cool around us.
"C'mon Bobby, we'd better clean up.....again," I grinned. Bobby grinned back, and said, "Could we do it in that big bath tub?"
"The Jacuzzi? Sure," I said. I filled the tub with a lot of hot water and bubble bath, and said, "No whirlpool jets this time, though, okay lover? The bubbles would go wild, and you and I really need to scrub to get this smell off us."
"But I like the smell, it's your shit and it's the best tasting and smelling shit in the world!" Bobby said.
"Thanks," I said, "but I don't think your mom would appreciate it!"
"Oh yeah," Bobby said. After we filled the tub with "Spice Garden" bubble bath, I got us two bars of deodorant soap and nailbrushes, and we set to work removing the shit (which was easy) and the shit aroma (which was hard). Still after a lot of scrubbing, test-sniffing of each other's body (which in turn caused a LOT of giggling on both sides), we finally got ourselves acceptably clean.
Then I padded over to the dryer and pulled out his now-clean clothes. I brought them back to the bedroom, and laid them on the bed. I kissed Bobby a long and lingering kiss, savoring the feel of his mouth, lips and tongue on mine, patted him on his cute bare behind, and watched as he dressed. "Can we do this again, Tracy?" He said.
"Ever so much, sweetheart. Forever and ever. But we have to be careful," I said.
"Yeah, I know, dad told me the same thing about us having sex," Bobby said.
"When would you like to come over again?" I asked.
"How about this weekend? Mom's going to visit her sister, and she usually leaves me alone on her short overnight trips," Bobby said.
"What about if she calls, and you're not there?" I asked.
"No prob," Bobby said. "She gave me a cell phone so that she could always get a hold of me....no matter who else has a hold of me," Bobby giggled. "And could you do something for me so that we can have some fun?" Bobby asked.
"Sure, baby, what?" I asked.
"Could you eat and drink a lot on Friday, and I'll be over here early Saturday?"
"Umm, okay," I said. "What've you got in mind?"
"It's a surprise, just don't go to the bathroom at all, okay?" My cock stirred at his request.
"Okay," I said, as Bobby grinned broadly.
The few days until the weekend passed slowly.
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