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Piglet
Playing with my Piglet is the most fun I can think of. He's a pretty young thing, about 5'4" and kind of stocky, even a little on the chubby side. He's sixteen, but he's still hairless except for his head and some wispy curls under his arms and over his dick. His tits swell cutely like a pubescent girl's with soft brown nipples the size of quarters. They're real nice to suck on and bite. He's got a bit of a belly, just a little chub really, just a little bulge that fits in my hand these days. He's getting pretty solid from all the exercise I give him. His ass is big and fat for a kid his size, real cushiony and soft. His dick is long looking on him, about four inches soft and grows to about six when its hard, and it's chubby like the rest of him. His balls are plump, ruddy and just as hairless as his full, white ass. He's got a wide face full of freckles and golden hair, blue eyes, a real corn-fed farmboy. A happy-puppy smile that I can't resist.
He is my neighbor's kid, lives about ten miles down the dirt road that connects the farms around here. I hired him to do some work for me this summer, about 3 weeks ago. He didn't do too well, kept breakin' stuff and even fucked up some of my tools. I told him I wasn't going to pay him, since he was such a clumsy fuck-up, that he should pay me for the tools he messed up. But he pleaded with me, said he just had to bring home something to show for his time. Seems his Pa was pretty mad about his being such a lazy little porker all the time, and had told him it was time he learned to earn his keep. Said if he didn't come home with something to show for his time at my place his Pa would probably give him a good thrashing. I was inclined to think that's just what the punk kid needed. But he said he'd do anything, anything to make some money. He was almost blubbering, begging me to give him another chance.
Now I ain't what you would call a woman's man. I ain't partial to the sex at all. I like a boy, myself, for sexing around with. Had me my share of them Mexican farm-worker boys, who is always real eager to earn a few extra pesos. I can always count on one of them kids for a nice time. This boy wasn't as cute and small as them little hombres, but he had possibilities. And like I said, his sunny smile got to me.
Well, I hemmed and hawed a bit, but finally I told him he might try giving me a blow for his pay. When I told him what I had in mind, his eyes lit up like Christmas! He wasn't shy about it at all. The next thing you know, he's got my pants around my ankles, and he's on his chubby knees giving me a real good suck.
He was happy as all hell to do it, said he loved how big my dick was. Don't know where he learned it, but he just sucked my whole fucker right down his throat! He was bobbing his head up and down on it and sucking on it like a colt on a mare's tit! Played around with my nuts some too, rolling them around with his fingers, giving them a few gentle squeezes, all the while slurping on my pud. Shit, I couldn't help myself at that point. I just grabbed him by the ears, heaved my dick down his throat and fed him my nut-juice. He didn't mind one bit. He gulped it all, every drop I could shoot into him, didn't even gag none. When I was through, he let my prong outta his mouth and licked my piss slit of what little was left dribbling out. Finally had to push him off before I went crazy with how sensitive it was.
Afterwards, he said he really liked it when I grabbed his ears like that, just like some sow I was catching. Told me he liked to jack off thinking about a man getting a little rough with him and using him for sex kicks. He asked if we could do it again sometime. Well, I wasn't too sure at first, his being my neighbor's kid and all. But he kept after me, and pointed out how he'd cum in his pants. Pulled his pants down to show me. Sure enough, there was a big wet spot in his undies. I got hard again just looking at it. I mean the kid was pleading and pleading with me to use him again! My lust overcame my better sense. I let his give me another one that day. We worked it out so's I pay him a little bit to come over every couple of days and "work" for me. That way his folks would be happy, he'd be happy and I'd be happiest of all!
Most of the time it's just me around here. In the mornings my hired man, Todd helps me get chores done, then he either goes off to mend fences or tend the cows, or goes up to town to hang out with the boys at the pool hall. So, I have the boy come over, around noon or so and we have ourselves a good old time!
He's long since graduated from a simple blow job. You better believe I fucked his ass the very next time he was here! Guess the kid was just born to be a queer-boy. He loved it from the get-go, hardly yelled at all when I first corn-holed him. After the first minute or so, he even got to enjoy it. He started pushin' his ass back on me and groaning. He whacked his hard little thing to beat the band and came all over the bed. Man, his little asshole just griped me twice as hard and nipped at my cock shaft like a milking tube when he came. That got me goin'!
Damn, it felt so good, I just rammed it up him as far as I could go, until my bush was rubbing hard into his fat crack. I growled out loud like a bull and filled his ass with spunk. He was shaking and wriggling around like a fish on a hook, thrashing his head around and yelling out like crazy as I creamed up him. Damn, the kid was so hot! He couldn't hardly wait for me to catch my breath, before he was begging me to plow him again! But we got to playin' even sexier, dirtier games. I call him Piggy, or piglet, 'cause he loves to do filthy stuff. Likes to suck my toes and lick out the sweat from my pits. He even gives my asshole a good rimming. Loves it all. the more disgusting and nasty, the better.
When Piglet gets to the gate to my place, he's got standing orders to strip down to the buff. He has to take off everything, including his shoes, stash them in a special box I have there in the tall grass and walk the tenth of a mile to my front porch like that. Being how it's usually pretty hot out, he works up quite a sweat walking in the sun like that. Gets hotter in more ways than one, too! At his age he's so horny that just being naked out in the open like that gets him hard and dripping. Usually, I'm waiting on him, sitting on my old sofa-chair out on the porch. I usually got my overalls on, but I leave out my dick so's the first thing he sees is me with my cock ready for him. He always flashes the biggest smile when he sees that.
I just sip at my beer, and give him a wink in greeting. When he gets to the porch steps he gets down on all fours and clambers up them, lookin' like a pink, naked puppy. He's just grinnin' to beat the band, glowin' red from the sun on his fair skin, and shining with sweat. Smells real lusty too, by that time. Got that spicy boy-sweat stink to him that I love to sniff. Guess I'm kind of a pig myself. Always do get real horny when I can smell a boy's pits and ass and his groin stink wafting around. He crawls up to where I'm sitting and puts his head down to the boards and starts lickin' on my boots, first thing. Don't matter to him how dirty they are, how much mud or dust is on 'em. Hell, he even licks off the cowshit! "Howdy, Boss!" He says, as he gets his cute freckled face down and rubs his cheeks and lips on my funky boots, "What you gonna do with me today?"
Seein' him grovelin' at my feet like that is always a turn-on. He sneaks peeks at my dick to make sure it's getting' hard for him and grins even wider when he sees it growing to attention.
Today I got some real dirty fun planned for him. I just let him lick my shitkickers for awhile, Then I say, "Howdy yourself, boy. You sure look ready for it. You ready for whatever I tell you to do? You ain't no chicken- shit are ya'?"
"No, sir! Just tell me what you want, boss!" he says, between licks.
"Well, first of all, you can get those boots offa my feet."
His fingers are at the laces in a second, fiddlin' with them until he's got 'em both undone. He gets up on his knees and pulls 'em off me one by one, letting me use his soft chest as a boot-jack. I can hear him sniffing away at the stink rising from my sox. He loves the smell. Gets his nose in real close, trembling a little as he snuffs around my toes, his mouth hanging open a bit, his eyelids droopin' like he's getting drugged on the reek.
"Ahhh, Boss, your feet sure do stink!" He coos.
"Yeah? Like it, boy?"
"Mmm, Yeah, sure do! It's getting' me all horny for you, Boss." he moans, sniffing down close.
"Get them socks off, now," I order.
He peels one off, brings it up to his nose and inhales deeply. He rubs it across his nostrils, moaning softly, then drops it and grabs for the other one. When he's got 'em both off he commences to kissing on my toes. I lift up my foot some and let him slide his pretty lips over one of my big toes. He sucks at it, then moves on to the next one. He sucks and licks at all ten of my toes, like they was little cocks he's pleasing with his mouth. Can't tell you how good that feels. His little tongue just massages all around 'em, his mouth hot and wet, his taster wriggling around like a fat worm. Between each toe suck he digs his wet licker in between them, slurping down all my foot gunk. The kid just loves the hot flavors of a man, no matter where it's from!
Just what I'm countin' on today. I let him, go, sippin' at my brew, luxuriating in the feeling of his mouth running over my sweaty feet. My dick's up against the buttons of my fly and I just have to reach down and give it a couple of strokes. I look down, seeing his naked back, shining with sweat, curved downward in a graceful bow, the bones of his spine visible under the glowing skin, watching him working on me. I watch as his hand sneaks under his belly and reaches for his own hard prong. He starts to pull it with his fingers, getting' more and more excited as he slurps up my foot stink.
Won't do to let him cum yet, I think. Want to keep him real hot and bothered. I know that he's a hot little fire-cracker and can get it up again in minutes, but I really want him to get wild today. If I don't let him cum, he'll get so crazy for it he'll do anything! I kick lightly at the side of his face with one foot and order him to undress me. He hops up eagerly and begins working on the straps of my overall. He pulls down the bib slowly, bending over and licking all over my hairy chest, moaning and sniffing. He give each one of my big nipples a long suck. My tit-disks are big, they just fit in his mouth, and boy does he love to worship them and give 'em some loving! He gets each nipple to stand up erect in his lips and flicks it with his tongue, until I'm going crazy with the tickling sensation. Then he moves down, dragging the bib down with his big-boy hands, tangling his tongue in my belly fur. He probes at my belly button and gives it a nice suck, too. I can't take too much of that, it's just too sensitive. I lift my big hips off the chair and tell him to stop foolin' around and get busy. I make my voice sound a bit gruff, 'cause I know he likes it when I sound like I mean business. He's also got his fat pecker in his hand again. Got to stop that, nip it in the bud right now.
"Hey, Boy! I didn't tell you to whack off, I told you to get my pants down!" I bark at him. He gets a queer little smile on his face and lets go his peter.
"Shit boy, you're getting' paid to get me off, not yourself!" I grumble.
"Sorry, Boss. I know, but I just forget myself, sometimes."
"Well, if you don't want your pay docked you'd better start remembering! You are here to please me, to do what I want! Don't matter what you want. You just forget about your little pizzle there, and concentrate on what I tell you!"
"Yes, Boss!" he says, givin' me one of his heart-melting grins. Gosh, I want to just pick him up and hug him tight when he does that! But that'll come later anyway. Right now, he's got to have his on-the-job training, that's what's good for him. I keep my face straight, not smiling back at all.
He pulls my big overalls down over my hips and off my legs. He throws 'em over to the side of the porch, then he's down between my legs again on all fours, gazing up with lust at my horny dick. He wants to suck it so bad, I can tell. I see that glazed-over look in his eyes, and I know he's thinking about having his favorite toy in his face. But I got other plans.
"Oh, I'll feed it to ya, piggy," I say, looking down at him, "I know you want that, but you got to earn it today. You can start by lickin' my balls for me."
Naturally, he's got his head down there in a flash. Still sniffing away, he licks out and takes some wide swipes over my wiry spermsack. I love that feeling. Jesus, his hot little tongue feels so good on my nuts! It's just so warm and wet and my balls are pretty sensitive. He licks and snorts softly and gets one hand up to grab 'em. Then, he tries to get one in his mouth. He eases it in through his pouty lips and runs his tongue over it, getting a groan of pure pleasure from me.
"Aw, yeah, piggy-boy, suck my hot nuts, honey! Suck 'em slut, suck 'em!"
I know he loves it when I call him names like "piggy" and "slut", and "little whore". Makes him feel kinda low and lascivious and dirty. Makes him want to be even more shameless, somehow. Truth to tell, I like to call him that stuff too, even if I don't really think of him that way. I just like the power I have over him, the power to get him hot with my words. Hell, I think I could just make him kneel in front of me and call him dirty names until he shot! Wouldn't even have to touch him. That's a wicked Idea! Maybe I should try it sometime. But not right now. Sweet Jesus, he's got my other nut in his mouth and he's rolling it around, whimpering quietly in piggy pleasure as he tongues off my hot ball-sweat.
"Yeah, baby. You like the way my nuts taste, don't ya boy? Like how a man's balls stink, now, don't ya honey?" I murmur.
He just moans in reply, his voice shaking a little, sounding sweet, a nice high tenor. He don't even want to take his mouth off to answer. The vibrations of his humming moan makes the ball-suck even sweeter.
He tries to get both of 'em in his little mouth while I watch him. His eyes are closed in bliss as his lips work to gulp my whole sack in. The fit is a little too tight, but when he succeeds I just lean back and let him go for a few minutes. It's a little uncomfortable, but not bad. The view's right and it's enough to turn whatever discomfort into an achy sort of pleasure. Besides, he's getting' so much enjoyment from it! Always makes me feel real lusty when I see him getting' his kicks. But, finally I just can't stand it any more. I grab his hair and pull him offa me, panting and groaning.
"All right, Piggy," I say, "time to kiss ass. C'mon boy, Get your face in my crack and lick me out."
I put my beer down on the porch and lift up bending my knees so I can plant my feet on the cushion of the chair, spreading my ass wide for him. I slide my butt forward a little so it's almost to the edge. That way he can get at it real good. We can both smell it. My butt-funk wafts out hot under his nose and drifts up to my own sniffing nostrils. It's real strong, just the way he likes it. When a man's working all morning he works up quite a sweat in his ass. And since piggy begs me not to wipe too well, there's a stinky crop of shitty cheese there for him. He loves how hairy it is up there. Says all that hair makes the smells linger. And hell, he just likes hair anywhere on a man's body.
He puts a trembling big-boy hand on each cheek and leans forward to sniff. He's shivering in lust as he gets his nose up to the divide. He rubs his freckled cheeks into my buns and snakes his tongue out for a taste. He's teasing himself, licking slowly up and down on either side of my inner cheeks. He mewls a little, like a baby-kitty as he tastes my hot ass-sweat. I'm trembling a little bit, too. I sigh and lean back against the chair, push my ass out a little farther, and twist around some, anxious to feel his tongue on my button now. Damn, I just can't wait. I grab the back of his head with one cupped paw and just pull him in.
"Come on, Do it!" I mutter.
I shove his lips right up to the stinking hole, pushing his nose through the dewy hairs. He squeals in delight and I know then how I should treat him. I jam his face hard into my ass and rub my shitty hole roughly over his lips. He groans and opens his mouth and wraps it around my butt-lips. I feel his tongue bang against the rubbery muscle and try to push in.
"Fuck! That's it! Suck my ass, get your pig-tongue up there!" I gasp. I feel his taster push my butt-muscle open and slide in. It feels so hot, all wet and wriggly.
He's butting his head into me now, sticking his tongue up my tight slot as far as it'll go and twisting it around wildly as it tunnels up me. He's trying to clean all the flavor of butt out of my ass-walls! His fingers are squeezing mindlessly at my cheeks. I let go his head and let him root around deep, sighing and grunting in dirty pleasure. Almost making oinking noises he is now. I raise my ass up off the chair and grind it into his face, feeling crazy and free.
"Goddamn! Eat my ass, faggot! Get in there and fucking CLEAN ME OUT!" I roar.
Suddenly he stops. His head is still up my ass, but he's just frozen. I feel his tongue lick up and down tentatively. I know what's happening. I planned this. He's feeling something big and hard up there. He's just figuring out that I got a big man-turd up there. He's not sure what to do about it or even if he likes it. I want him to get into it. I plan on feedin' it to him today. Don't care if he eats it, but I want to see it shittin' into his hot mouth. Want to see his face sucking on my shit-log. Want to see if he can get into it, be a real pig-boy. The way he's starting to move his tongue around again makes me think he's not altogether turned off to the idea. It's a start. I'm pretty sure at this point that if I get him in the mood, he'll take it. I decide I need to get rough with him. I grab his ears and pull his face up tight.
"Feel that? Feel that hot turd up there, buttsucker?" I yell.
He looks up as best he can over my balls. His blue eyes are glassy and deeply submissive. His tongue still up my butt, he gives his head a little nod.
"Lick it! Go on, boy, get a good taste!"
He moans and begins moving his tongue around slowly, staring up at me as he does it. He's really shivering now. I keep a grip on his ears and let him lap at my hot shit.
"That's it, baby. Love it up. Get your tongue nice and brown, then pull it out and let me see." I order.
I hump my butt into his face, then let him go and drop back down. He pulls his face out and leans back, plopping his chubby butt on his heels. He turns his head up and sticks his tongue way out. It's covered in a brown glaze. He lifts his eyes to mine to see how I like it. I smile at him, loving the sight. He grins too, and closes his mouth. He works his tongue in his mouth and sucks at it. Then he swallows and smiles again in bliss. His fat pecker is jerking by itself and a fat drop of precum bubbles out of the slit in his pert little dickhead and runs down the fat cumtube.
"Dang," he says, "Fucking nasty, boss!"
"You ready to go all the way, piggy-boy? I wanna give it to you in your hot little mouth. You ready to do that, to be my toilet and suck on my hot shit?" I ask.
"Gawd, Boss!" He says, his eyes glittering mischievously, "You really want to do that? You really gonna shit in my mouth?"
"Yeah, I do, boy. I want to see you with a face-full of my dump. Wanna get real nasty."
"Gawd, I guess I can! I've licked your shit before, guess I wouldn't mind a little more. Sound fucking dirty! Yeah, let me have it, I can take it!"
Wouldn't you know it? Just as things are really getting hot, my fucking mutts have got to come bounding out of the fields and engulf the porch. Two big labs they are, Toby and Mutt. Damn animals are bouncing and wiggling and lolling their tongues out, scootin' around to get me to pet 'em. Toby starts sniffing all over the boy, getting his wet nose up the kid's ass and making him giggle. Mutt just ignores them and tries to jump on my lap, like a damn lap-dog. He gets his paws up on the cushion. He spots my big bone and gives it a lick before I can stop him. Toby is wagging his tail and snuffin' all up into my boy's armpits and back down to his ass. Fucking dog is pulling a boner! His wet, red dog-dick slides out of it's sheath, boning up quickly. In another minute he's gonna try to mount the kid! I ain't havin' none of that! Let the fucker find his own bitch!
"CUT IT OUT YOU TWO!" I bellow, "Get off!! Down, DOWN!! Get over there!" I order pointing to the yard.
They both respond, ducking their fool heads and grinning sheepishly. They both shamble down the steps, their tails drooping between their legs. Toby is reluctant, having found something he wants to play with. He keeps looking over his shoulder at Piglet. His dog-cock slides back a bit, but stays half- hard, poking out of his belly obscenely. Can' really blame him. After all, the boy always gets me hard!
Well, I figure the porch ain't gonna be a safe place to continue our little game, with those two around. They're both plopped down in the grass, right in front of the porch goggling at us. As soon as we get going again, they're gonna be back up to see what's going on. Toby looks like he's gonna try and join in.
I think about going back in the house, but what I got in mind might get a little messy. I decide it would be better to go out to the outhouse, for our toilet-sex session. The more I think on this, the more perfect it sounds. I built it kinda big for an outhouse, I like to have room to stretch my legs while I'm shittin'. It would easily hold the both of us with room to maneuver.
"Come on, kid," I say, getting to my feet in front of him.
I bend down and lift him up under his sweaty pits and get him to his feet. Then I wrap my arms around him and give him a loving hug, nice and hard, squeezing him like a bear. He responds, wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging back. He lowers his head to my chest and tightens his arms, sighing contentedly. We let our dicks rub around together in a friendly, sexy duel. Out of the corner of my eye I see the dogs perking up again, watching us intently. I let go and grab his arm. I pull him after my roughly, ambling down the steps and across the yard as the dogs watch curiously.
"Lets, go, pig! Move your ass!" I growl, pulling him aside me and pushing him out in front.
I slap his butt with my open hand. He giggles and pushes it out at me as we walk. I smack him again, making him arch his groin out, his dick wagging. When we get to the tiny shelter, I open the door, push him in and squeeze in along side him. The door is on a spring and bangs shut fast. I flip the hook- latch and sit my ass down on the seat I mounted over the cut-out hole. I push him back to his knees in front of me and get his face back up to my horny groin. It stinks in there. It's plenty hot and muggy too. The sweat is pouring off both of us in less than a minute. But neither of us care at that point. As a matter of fact, the dank atmosphere and the heat just add to our lusty excitement. Our balls hang low and we both look pretty sexy, all glossy, beads of our male essence dripping down our warm skin.
I just can't stand not to feel a little of his mouth on my cock. I point my hard cock to his lips.
"Suck!" I order him.
He quivers at my commanding tone, then opens up and dives right down on it, to the root. His flicking tongue swirls around on the shaft and in an instant my cheesy knob is tunneling into his throat. He huffs the air out of his lungs and pushes his lips right up to my belly, crushing his nose in my damp bush. It feels so great, I just moan out loud. I grab hunks of his hair and push up with my hip, trying to sink into him just one more inch. He's gulping on it, making his throat muscles massage me. That makes me go fucking hog-wild with him. I push and pull on his head, fucking his face, wrapping my arms around the back of his head and slapping his chin with my damp balls. He loves it when I get rough with him like this. He just goes limp and lets me do what I want, his mouth an open fuck-hole for my raging cock. I grab his hair again and twist his head around, slamming it down and then pulling out to ram in again.
"Suck it! Suck it, you little tramp! Fucking pig-whore! Goddamn cunt- mouth, Suck my big dick!" I'm growlin' at him.
"Like that, Piggy? Like that big dick fuckin' your slutty mouth?" I gasp.
"Mmm-hmm!" he tries to mouth around my sliding meat. I laugh, push him down to my belly again and hold him there, feeling his sucking lips kiss at my dickroot.
Fuck, the kid's got me so hot I'm about to shoot! Oh shit, I think, not yet! Not just yet! Frantically I pull his head up and pull my cock free. It slaps my belly, wet and gleaming with his spit. He lunges for it, missing it in his mouth, but I hold him off.
"Uhhh! Not so fast, little cocksucker, I say. Told you, you have to earn it, boy!"
"Oh, man! Please Boss, please! I'll do anything! Lemme taste your jizz, Boss! Damn, PLEASE!" he whines, his eyes screwed up as he looks up at my face.
I lift my legs and get into the same position on the toilet seat that I was in on the porch, barin' my hot ass in his face.
"You know what I want," I say, "get your mouth on my asshole."
"Yeah, boss! Anything you say! Feed it to me! I want it. Gawd, it smells so nasty in here and you're treating me so mean! I'll be your toilet, boss! See if I won't!"
I have to smile at his eagerness. I knew if he got hot enough, I'd have my way.
"Well then, pig, quit talking and start suckin'!" I say.
Again he leans forward and puts his wet hands on my sweat-streaked cheeks. He's a little more impatient now, doesn't waste time on preliminaries. He plunges his tongue right up me, burying his face deep into my hairy crack. He rubs his face around, wallowing in it. I can feel his nose tickling the top of my spread cheeks delightfully. I relax my hole some, letting his tongue slide in deep.
Yeah, I learned how to control my asshole years ago. I wasn't always stuck on this little farm. When I was young, I used to go up to the city on weekends to party, like most kids. Sometimes you run through your money right quick. Sometimes you just find one of your own kind that wants to play. I had lots of man-sex back then. Learned how to pick up a guy for a quick blow and a few bucks. Some of them guys wanted to suck my ass and a few wanted to fuck me. A couple of freaks paid me to piss in their mouths and one guy begged me for my shit! I learned a lot in those days, before my Pa died and I took over the farm. By then my Ma was just a distant memory, having died when I was still a little kid. Pa never knew what went on when I went up to town. He just thought I was sowin' my wild oats, as they say. Probably assumed I was chasin' pussy. Well, I was chasin' pussy, but it was man-pussy! And some of them men was chasin' after mine! I didn't mind, especially when I was a little drunk, and them guys always paid real well, or at least bought me drinks and gave me a bed, and breakfast the next morning. I got real talented with my asshole, and many's the man who said I had a nice tight one, and that they really liked to fuck it. These days, I like to do the fuckin'. I was ready to put one to this kid, but that was going to have to wait. I was hot to see how far I could take this toilet scene with my little pig-boy. The way he's diggin' his little tongue up my ass, it seems like he's more than happy to make the attempt, as I am to have him try.
He's really going' to town down there, flipping his taster around and gruntin' as he slurps at the end of my turd. I 'm ready now, I can feel my guts getting that real full feeling you get just before your gonna shit. Kinda achy and gassy. I reach down and pull his face out. His tongue comes outta my ass with a little wet pop. As soon as it was free I fart a big one. We both giggle at that. The smell fills the tiny room up, making it stink even more.
All of the sudden I hear scratching at the door. Damn it, it's one of the dogs. I hear a whining as he scratches his big claws at the rough wood. Probably that horny Toby, I think.
"Get out," I yelp, "go on, git, dawg!" There's an indignant bark, and then nothing. I guess he had sense enough to move on.
The interruption had made my dick soften a bit. I had to pee now, in the worst way. I knew I wouldn't be able to shit until I got rid of it. And I knew where I wanted to piss. Right in my little piggy's mouth! I knew he'd take it. I didn't even stop to ask. I just lowered my dick to his lips and told him to open up. He did as I told him in a heartbeat. He opened wide, his brown tongue hanging out just a little. I relaxed my bladder and just let it fly. His eyes flew open with delighted surprise, like I had just given him a new bicycle for his birthday!
His nostril flared as he smelled it. He let out a little whine and looked straight up at me as I pissed his mouth full for him. He flashed me a demented grin and swallowed. He didn't know how to do it without closing his mouth, but I didn't let it stop me. I just continued to shoot my piss-stream at his face, drumming it against his soft lips. He opened up as soon as he got the first gulp down, and lowered his eyes to watch it flowing into him. He gargled it in his throat and gulped down another mouthful. I flipped the stream into his face as he did, wetting down his nose and cheeks and up onto his freckled forehead. When he opened up again I quickly flipped it back down to feed him more. Man, that was one hot sight, that naked kid on his knees in front of me, drinkin' my pee like it was lemonade! I kept it up, wetting down his face and seeing it run off his chin, down over his swelling tits, streaking over his soft tummy. His prick-head was gleaming almost purple in the dusty light, and was coated, dripping with his juice. The way his peter was jerking, I was sure he was getting' ready to cum. I finally ran down, and my last spurts flew between his lips. I shook the last drops onto his nose. My cock was swelling out pretty hard again.
"Taste good, pig?" I asked.
"Ah, jeez, Boss, yes, yes! You can pee in my mouth anytime! Damn it was so hot and tangy! Real nasty! Next time I want you to piss all over me, too! Make me your little piss-pig cocksucker! Gawd! It was like you was cummin' and cummin'! Promise me you'll do it again for me, please?"
"You nasty little punk! You liked it that much?"
"Fuck, yeah!" He cried.
"Well, if you feel that way about it, I'm gonna be peein' in you every chance I get! Ain't never gonna come out here to piss when you're around." I laughed.
"Great, Boss, great!"
"Get your dirty little face back down to my ass now, and hold your mouth open wide. Don't suck on me or nothin', just keep your toilet-mouth open. I want to see my shit fill you up." I told him.
"Yes, sir. Uh, Boss, you want me to eat it? I ain't et a whole turd before!"
"Pig-boy, if you want to, it's up to you. You suck on it first. If you find you can't help yourself and want to eat it, go right ahead. If not, I'll tell you when you can get rid of it. Now get ready kid! Get down and open up. I gotta shit real bad now."
Piglet hunkered down a bit, and bent his face up to my open ass. He opened up wide, drool drippin' off his tongue, lookin' like he was gonna get something real tasty soon.
I pushed and bore down, feelin' my crap sliding down the chute. Pretty soon I felt the end pushing my ass-lips wide. Piglet was round-eyed as he watched my hole bulging out and the brown log emerging. When he could see an inch of it clearly protruding he gave a couple of deep sniffs and his eyelids drooped cutely. He stretched his lips wider and wider, as he waited for it to reach his face. His tongue was lashing around like he was starving for it. In a few seconds, with me grunting with the effort, it grew to the point where it began to enter him. He felt the hot, filthy stuff slide over his lips and he closed them around it gently, just enough to feel it sliding through them without having it break. He snuffed and whimpered with delight as I fed it to him. My cock was droolin' as I watched my turd connected to his mouth and saw his cheeks hollow as he started to suck it. It slithered between his red lips and filled his mouth to the brim. The last of it came out, overflowing his face. My ass squeezed it off and it fell out and smacked softly against his chin.
God, what a sight! That hot young farm-boy on his hands and knees, gleaming with so much sweat that his hair was plastered to his head like he's just been skinny-dippin'. In his mouth, hanging down his chin, a dark brown turd. His eyes closed in pure bliss as he sucked at it. I couldn't help grabbin' my big, hard dong and whacking it. What he did next made me jerk it even harder. I watched as his mouth began to work. He was chewing it! He hummed in his throat as he mashed my hot shit in his teeth. I saw his adam's-apple bob and I knew he was swallowing. Damn, he was eatin' it, eatin' hot shit right outta my ass! And lovin' it! He slurped the rest into his mouth like he was suckin' a big string of spaghetti. It left a brown trail on his chin and smeared his lips.
He opened his eyes a little and looked up at me to see what I thought of it. I guess I must have looked pretty silly. I'm pretty sure my mouth was hanging open. I didn't expect him to eat it, at least not so fast. He grinned at me, a real shit-eating grin, the likes of which I had never seen before. He opened up and let me watch him chew, closing only to gulp some down. Didn't take long before he had swallowed it all and was licking his lips.
"Fuck, Boss, that was real good! Got any more?" He said.
"Hell, yeah! I said, "Get the rest of it, butt-sucker! Eat all my hot shit!" I cried.
He fastened his lips to my stinking anus and let me feed him another mound. When my ass pinched it off just behind his lips, he scooted back again and let me see it sitting on his tongue. Then he began to chew.
"Stop! Don't swallow it yet," I ordered him, "keep it in your mouth. Turn around toilet-boy, I'm gonna fuck you while you suck my shit!"
He turned around quickly, his bare knees shuffling over the rough floorboards. He pushed his ass up at me like a desperate slut and cried out through his mouthful of crap, "Yeah, fuck me" But, through all that crap in his mouth it sounded more like "Eah, 'uch meuh!"
Under other circumstances it would have been pretty funny, but I had only one thought in my hillbilly brain. Fucking!
I climbed down and got to my knees behind him. I slapped my hand between his shoulder blades and wiped my palm down his back, collecting his streaming sweat. I ran it down into his ass crack. He moaned and humped as he felt the side of my hand rub into his little boy-pussy. I rubbed a finger around in the tight muscle and pushed it in. He squealed through the crap in his mouth and tried to push his ass into my hand. I quickly added another and stirred his guts around as I worked them in deep, getting him red- brained and hazy for a horny fuck. I couldn't wait for long. The way his hole felt, gripping hard at my fingers, all warm and slimy and tight, I just had to get my prong up there. I ripped my fingers out. They were streaked with brown. I brought them to my nose and sniffed. Hmm, not bad, I thought ,and licked at them tentatively. The musky smell of his butt, combined with the nasty bitter flavor of boy-shit blasted my brain with lust. I sucked on them eagerly, getting my tongue working around and drooling plenty of spit on them. Then I withdrew them from my lips and wiped my saliva around on my cock-knob, slicking it up as good as I could.
I bent over his back and nudged his butthole with my rampant prong-head. I felt his hole flutter open and kiss at my piss-lips. That did it. I rammed into him, not even caring at this point how it might feel to him. I pushed and pushed until I was up him to the balls. He groaned in pain around his shit- treat, but pushed his butt back, wanting like hell to feel it stretching him open and rutting him full.
I fucked his ass, man oh man, did I fuck it! I gave him a wild rut, hard and fast. I knew it would only take a couple of minutes before I'd be shootin' up him. I didn't want nothin' at that point but to get my rocks off in his piggy pussy. But actually I did want somethin' else. I wanted him to get off too. The kid had done good, real good, and deserved a good cum. I reached under him and grabbed his slippery prick. As I bucked his big, soft ass I jacked his rod roughly. I knew he wanted me to get rough and wild with him. I moaned in his ear as I fucked him.
"Ah, good piggy! Oh, hot ass! Squeeze on me, honey! Squeeze your little boy-snatch on me, shiteater! Yeah, you're a real shiteater now, ain't ya' baby! Got my piss and shit sloshin' in your belly. Chew my crap, shit-boy! Cum for me, while you swallow my shit!"
"Agh, agh aghh," he was grunting, as he worked his jaw. He humped his ass up to meet my furious thrusts. Suddenly his hole was nipping at the base of my thick rut-meat. His cock squirmed in my fist. I pulled at it like I wanted to pull it off him. He groaned loudly and shot! He gulped down my shit and then cried out like a wild animal, as his cum-strings laced the floor in hot licks. His butthole squeezed down hard on me and I felt my own cum bubble up my belly.
"Oh, squeeze me, you little shit-pig!" I howled. "Ohhh, you're gonna get it slut! Gonna get my hot sperm up your ass!"
I gritted my teeth and slammed in deep, I held and let the waves of intense pleasure wash over me. My dick reared up in his clutching tunnel and spat long streams of my white-hot goo into him. My arms turned to rubber and I fell on top of him heavily, crushing his body into the filthy, piss-stained floor of the outhouse. My cock jumped and spat surge after surge of jizz into him. We both were groaning and yelping in animal pleasure as we finished rutting into each other.
We came down slowly off our sex high, and basked in a warm glow of satisfaction. We both just lay there on the dirty floor, him sweating under me, both of us panting until our breathing slowed. I give him a peck on the ear. I could smell the shit on his breath and it smelled good. He turned his head as I bent over and locked my lips to his. I sucked his dirty tongue in my mouth and we kissed like that for while, swapping shitty spit. I kissed him fully, letting him know this way, that I loved him and was just as into being a pig as he was. It was a silent understanding between us, expressed more fully and deeply than if we'd said it out loud.
Finally we broke our kiss and I slid down him, rubbing my hairy chest over his back. I moved unhurriedly, until I got my face to his chubby, sweaty cheeks. I pulled them apart gently with both hands and nosed into them. His butt smelled lusty, musky and hot. I put my lips to his hole and suckered my jizz out, lapping his sore hole clean. He sighed, pleased with the attention and arched his back, thrusting his butt up to my slurping mouth.
Damn if we didn't hear that damned dog commence to scratching at the door again! Piglet giggled and I guffawed into his crack. I lifted up and yelled "Goddamn it, go away, Toby!" Piglet laughed out loud.
"I think your dog wants my ass," he said, smiling at me.
"I think you're right." I replied, "That fucker was nosing around you like you was a bitch in heat. Thought he was gonna try and mount you right there on the porch!"
"And I was just about horny enough to let him, Boss," he said, grinning wickedly.
"Goddamn, kid, shut up!" I laughed.
"Think he'd actually do it?" He asked, a gleam in his eye.
"You want a dog to fuck you? Ain't my dick enough for ya'? I said.
"Yeah, boss, you're dick is enough for me. But if you wanted me to do it, I'd let him. For you."
"Huh," I grunted, not knowing what to say at first, "Well, maybe someday. Sounds pretty kinky. Dogs is different than humans you know, They got kinda different equipment. I'll tell you about it later."
"'Kay," he said sleepily.
Come on, boy, let's get out. It's a fucking hot-house in here." I said, getting to my feet.
He rolled over and got up. Sticky smears of his jism coated his tummy and balls. There was still a smear of my shit on his chin. I banged open the door and the cooler air outside hit us both, making us both sigh simultaneously with relief.
We both walked back to the house, my arm thrown over his shoulder. I took him into the bathroom and we took a long, cool shower, soaping each other up, grabbing at each other playfully, and afterwards, toweling each other off. I gave him a soda and got another beer. We walked back out to the patio and sat next to each other, sipping our drinks and fiddling with each other's peckers till we got hard again. Then it was time to start thinking about his going home.
"Your Pa drive you today?" I asked.
"Naw. He was busy fixing our tractor. Miss Evelyn next door drove me down."
"Evelyn? She here again?"
"Yup. She's staying for the summer." She seemed real happy to give me a lift. Took me right up to the front gate. She seems like a right nice lady." He said.
"Yeah, I'll bet. I heard some tales about her from her nephew, Bob. Seems like she's a real wild one, if what Bob says is true. Careful boy, she might try to get in your pants!"
Piglet laughed. "Aw, boss, you know I like guys!" He said. He looked at me full in the face, as if to say, 'Don't worry, I'm all yours'.
When we finished our drinks we climbed into my old pickup and rattled off to the front gate, him bareassed in the seat beside me, leaning close and sniffing happily at my armpit. I put my arm around him and let him work his face under it.
We stopped at the gate and he got out and retrieved his clothes. I watched him through the windshield, loving the sight of him bending over and then walking back with his soft, young peter swinging between his legs. He got back in and we drove off. He wouldn't put a stitch on until I let him suck me again. I drove like that, with his face in my lap, his mouth wrapped on my hard prong. But before long I felt my concentration going, so pulled over and let him go 'till he pulled another load outta my balls and jacked his own onto his tummy. I found a box of tissue for him. He wiped his cum up and finally got dressed. He was just pulling on his last shoe as we got to his place. I looked around to make sure no one was in sight, then gave him one more sweet kiss.
"Can you come by tomorrow?" I asked, softly, "I got a whole load a "chores" for ya'." I gave him a sly wink.
He gave me back another one of his beautiful smiles and said,
"Hot damn! You bet Boss! See ya tomorrow!"
He squeezed my thigh affectionately, and climbed out. As he walked toward his house he turned and gave me another grin. He knows it gets to me, I'm sure of it. Little fucker! I think I'm in love.
END (for now)
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