Poor Little Shit Boy

Poor Little Shit Boy

By

Toby Tyler

(MBb, incest, oral, piss, scat, bd, submission)

The story is completely fiction. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal to read it, then you will probably be struck blind, which is why you shouldn't be reading it in the first place. If you enjoyed my story, you can check out some of my other stories on Nifty: Seventh Grade Foot Slave, Fucked-Up Kid, Brother Sucker and Urinal Boy. I'd love to hear from my readers. You can email me at Tobyt_yler@yahoo.com, and please remember to mention the title of the story in the subject line.

Poor Little Shit Boy

Chapter 6

"I'm still not sure I know how to use this thing."

"It's simple," Cody explained. Look, here's where you turn it on, here's the record button, pause and the playback. The zoom is up top here. Look, you got wide and tight. When you're filming me, try to get as many close-ups as you can."

The two boys were on the bus going to the Cadenville Center, a large shopping mall across town. Noah was gingerly holding onto Cody's video camera as Cody explained the functions to him.

"I don't know about this, Cody," Noah said nervously. "We're totally gonna get in trouble. I'll be carrying a video camera around and you're already looking pretty suspicious."

"Yeah, I guess I am!" Cody laughed. He looked at himself. He was wearing a long trench coat with not much on underneath. Inside the brown paper bag he was holding was a dreadlock wig that the boys had just purchased at a novelty shop. Instead of sneakers, Cody was wearing some fur boots. They were supposed to be fashionable ladies' boots, but on Cody they looked like the bottom half of a Chewbacca costume.

"What are you gonna call this video, anyway?" Noah asked.

"Quest for Fire."

"We're totally gonna get in trouble. I just know it."

Things were still a little uneasy between Noah and Cody since the rim seat incident, and neither boy wanted to bring up the subject. It had been several weeks, and the boys had not fooled around with each other since then.

The bus dropped them off in the parking lot of the Cadenville Center. They walked over to some bushes near the street. Cody began to hack at a branch with a small jackknife.

"Okay, so tell me what you're gonna do again," Noah asked.

"I got the idea when Dad and I were in San Francisco," Cody explained. "There was this homeless dude in Fisherman's Wharf, and what he would do was hide behind a bush with two branches in his hand and then he'd jump out and scare whoever was walking by. Everyone would laugh and he'd go around and collect his tips."

"That sounds kind of mean," Noah said.

"I was pissed when he scared me, but then I stuck around to watch the other people get scared. It was actually kind of fun."

"Okay, now explain to me again how this is art."

"I'm doing it in a mall, right? That means the piece is a critique of capitalism. I'm forcing consumers to confront their primitive origins."

"Funny that you're criticising capitalism when you're dad's so rich!" Noah laughed.

"That's how art gets taken seriously," Cody explained, "by biting the hand that feeds it."

Cody had finished hacking off the first branch and was now on the second one. "I'm gonna go into the men's room to get my costume together, and then you can put the trench coat in your backpack. I gotta take a piss, too. Come on, let's go."

Noah followed Cody into the mall and into the lavatory. There was nobody inside when the boys got there. Cody put down the branches he had been carrying. stepped up to a urinal and unzipped his fly.

"Uh, Cody?" Noah asked.

"Yeah?" By this time Cody had his dick out.

"You can piss in my mouth if you want," Noah said in a whisper.

"What?"

"I said, um, you can piss in my mouth if you want to. I can drink it. But only if you want to," Noah said nervously.

"You sure?" Cody asked, surprised. "I thought you were through with that kind of stuff after the rim seat. You seemed really grossed out. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Please," Noah pleaded. He was almost shaking, and there was a quiver in his voice.

"Let's go into the stall."

Noah swallowed nervously as he got on his knees after Cody had locked the stall door. Did he really want to do this, he wondered. He knew what piss tasted like; he had tasted his own several times. He had gotten the idea to try drinking Cody's piss one night when he was in bed sniffing Cody's sneaker and jerking off. The thought of kneeling in front of Cody and willingly allowing himself to be used as a urinal secretly thrilled him.

Even though he knew that Cody would be pleased that he had gotten such a naughty idea, Noah had still been too shy to suggest it until just then. With his face at crotch level, he looked up at Cody, who had a smug look on his face. The trench coat that hid his costume made him look like a flasher.

Cody slowly opened the coat to reveal his caveman costume, which consisted of nothing but the fur boots and a skimpy faux leopard skin loincloth. Gently, Noah lifted up the loincloth , took the head of Cody's dick in his mouth and waited.

"You sure you wanna drink it?"

"Mmph!"

"I guess that means yes. Here it comes!"

First it came in a trickle. Noah tasted a little bitter saltiness mixing with his own saliva. Then he felt a short spurt of Cody's warm piss on his tongue. Noah began to relax as his mouth filled with piss. It wasn't as nasty as he thought it would be. Noah began to feel a surge of love for Cody as he tilted his head back slightly to swallow the first gulp.

"You like that, Noah?" Cody said as he began to really let loose in Noah's mouth. Noah continued to gulp as Cody began gently stroking the boy's neck. Cody sometimes did that when Noah was sucking his cock, and it always made him shiver with pleasure. "Yeah, I guess you do. I'm gonna give you all of it, okay?"

Noah responded by putting Cody's entire cock into his mouth and wrapping his lips tightly around the base, so as not to let any of the delicious piss escape. Noah felt really happy as Cody continued to caress his neck and run his fingers through his hair.

The urine stream slowly tapered off. Noah sucked the last drops out before letting Cody's penis out of his mouth. He looked up into Cody's beautiful green eyes. "Thanks," he said.

"I'm impressed!" Cody laughed. "That's the last thing I would have expected you to do!"

"I-I just really wanted to do it. I knew it would make you happy."

"It did. That was really fun. Okay, you ready for some lights, camera, action?"

"Yeah, but I just know we're gonna get caught."

Cody put on the dreadlock wig, took off his trench coat and gave it to Noah to put in his backpack. Noah followed Cody with the video camera as Cody grabbed his branches and exited the rest room.

First Cody positioned himself behind some artificial bushes in the food court. Noah stood about ten feet behind him with the camera ready.

The nearest shop was a CD store that catered to goth and punk teens. Two college-aged goth girls and an emo boy exited the store with their purchases. Noah thought the boy was rather cute, except for the fact that his recent lip piercing had gotten infected, making his bottom lip all red and swollen.

Cody leapt out at them, waving his branches around. "Ooga booga! Ooga Booga!" he shouted maniacally. He wiggled his hips, shaking his skimpy loincloth around. "Ooga booga!"

They were startled for a moment, then the girls began to laugh and point at Cody's dick, which was peeking out from under the loincloth.

"Hey little squirt, is that all you got to offer?" the girl with pink hair giggled.

"Call us when it gets a little bigger!" the girl wearing fishnets added. She took the emo boy by the arm and they walked off. Noah noticed that while she was dragging him off, the emo boy kept turning back – he couldn't take his eyes off of Cody in the loincloth.

Cody was not happy with the response to his prank. It didn't make for good performance art if he didn't get a proper reaction, he explained. Noah spotted the entrance to the Nordstroms, which had two large potted japonica bushes right near the entrance that Cody could hide behind. "You might get a better reaction over there," he suggested.

Noah stood back and waited to film Cody's next surprise attack. Soon a bleached blonde woman, loaded with shopping bags and talking on her cell phone, came walking through the entrance. "Oh, my God! You've GOT to read it!" she exclaimed into the phone. "The book is called `The Bridal Wave'!"

Just then Cody jumped out at her, waving his branches and shouting "ooga booga!" The woman screamed and dropped her cell phone, which shot across the floor like a hockey puck. She glared at Cody with venomous eyes and shouted, "What the fuck?" Noah got it all on tape.

Just then Noah felt a hand on his shoulder. "I think you two brats better come with me."

The security guard looked rather young – he must have just gotten out of high school. He had the muscular body and stupid look of a high school jock, and the kind of wide, square jaw that Noah associated with steroid users. In fact, the security guard looked far more Neanderthal than Cody did in his Quest or Fire costume.

The guard led the boys into a small room cluttered with surveillance video monitors and a corkboard full of incident reports and centerfolds of naked women with huge breasts.

"Now you two little shits sit over there and stay there."

"Mister Security Guard?" Cody asked, with a twinge of sarcasm in his voice.

"What?"

"What exactly are you going to do to us? You don't have the authority to arrest us."

"Yeah, but I can call the cops. How do you think your mommy would like to see you getting escorted home in a police cruiser?"

"Don't know," Cody shrugged. "Don't have a mommy, and I know my daddy'll just laugh because you had to call the police for something so stupid!"

"That's it! I was gonna give you two a second chance, but you blew it You two don't move!" Now the security guard was really pissed. He got up to leave the room, locking the door behind him.

"Cody!" Noah snapped. "Why the hell did you start with him? I know your dad won't care, but my mom's gonna flip if I come home in a police car!"

"Allright, allright! Look Noah, when the guy gets back I'll try my best to talk him out of it."

The security guard came back with a small pad. "I'm writing up an incident report for you two little shits. Give me your names, your parents' phone numbers, and your addresses."

"My name is Mike Kelley," Cody said without hesitation, and proceeded to give a fake address.

"Okay kid, what about you?"

"My name is, uh," Noah struggled to come up with an alias. "Simpson. Bartholomew Simpson."

The security guard dutifully wrote the name down on the pad. "Simpson, Bartholomew. Okay, got that."

"Hey Mister Security Guard," Cody interrupted, "you don't have to call the police or our parents if you don't want to, do you? I mean, what if we did something nice for you? You know, if we did something for you, maybe you'd forget about the whole thing?"

The security guard shook his head, snickering. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Cody continued. "Well, my friend and I, we both give really good head. What if we like gave you a real good blowjob? Would you let us go then?"

Noah was horrified. He stomped down on Cody's foot, hoping that Cody would get the message and shut up. He gave Cody an urgent look, a look that said `don't you dare!'

Cody shot a look back at Noah, a look that said, `you want me to get us out of this mess, don't you?'

The security guard gave the boys an incredulous look. "What are you, like faggots or something?"

Cody rolled his eyes. "Of course we're not faggots! Look, we're all a bunch of straight guys here. Right, um, Bartholomew?"

"That's right, uh, Mike." Noah agreed.

"You know," Cody continued. "I figured, you know, a couple of straight guys like to, you know, help each other out every once in a while. It's like a guy thing. So you could like, just sit back and close your eyes and pretend like you're getting a blowjob from Brittney Spears."

"Brittney Spears? That's totally fucked up!" the security guard bellowed in horror.

"Okay, not Brittney Spears, then. You can pretend that we're the Olsen twins."

"That's more like it!" the security guard grinned, rubbing his crotch. "There's just one thing I gotta do before we get started. I'll be back in five minutes. I'm gonna lock the door, so don't you even think about trying to run away!" The security guard left the room, locking the door behind him.

"Cody, why the heck did you say that?" Noah hissed. "Now we're gonna have to suck that nasty security guard's dick if we want to get outta here!"

"Sure he's just a big dumb bully, but don't you think he's hot?"

"Hot?!! He looks more like a caveman than you do!" Noah said, eyeing Cody's loincloth. "I'm not sucking that moron's cock!"

"C'mon, Noah! Won't you do it for me? I'll bet his dick is huge! It would really turn me on to see you wrapping your lips around it."

"Yeah, but he's so awful!"

"Just pretend you're sucking off Zac Efron or something. He's going to be imagining that we're the Olsen twins, anyway. It's all mind over matter!"

"Here he comes!"

"Okay you two little bitches! On your knees for a deep throat massage!"

Noah turned to Cody and rolled his eyes. Cody, on the other hand, was playing along with the security guard.

"Will we get a protein shake afterwards, Sir?"

"If you do a good job."

Cody was down on his knees in a flash, rubbing his cheek against the bulge in the security guard's trousers. He began to kiss and mouth the swelling member through the uniform pants. Noah hesitated.

"You too. Get on your knees, you little slut!"

"Which one am I?" Noah asked.

"Which one what?" The security guard growled.

"Which one am I? Mary-Kate or Ashley?"

"How the fuck should I know?! You got a smart mouth, kid. That's why I'm gonna shut you up with my big fat cock!"

Cody had already unzipped the guard's trousers and was pulling out the man's cock. Hesitantly, Noah got on his knees besides Cody.

Cody had been right. The security guard did have a huge cock. How big was it? Nine or ten inches, at least. But it was big and veiny, and very ugly. But Cody didn't seem to mind. He was already tonguing the piss slit, and he looked like he was really enjoying himself.

Cody took the head out of his mouth to speak to Noah. "Go ahead, lick his balls while I go down on him." Obediently, Noah did so.

Noah could smell the man's ripe balls and pubic hair from several inches away. The only cock he had ever tasted had been Cody's, which was hairless and relatively clean. Noah was not used to the sweaty, funky smell of a real man's crotch, especially that of a man who hadn't showered in a day or two. Cody, on the other hand, was really getting turned on by it, burying his nose in the guy's wiry pubic hair and inhaling deeply.

Noah gingerly began licking the man's scrotum, tasting the salty sweat. Then he sucked one whole ball in his mouth. Cody joined him, sucking on the other ball. As they were sucking, Cody gently put his hand on Noah's neck and began to guide him. The two boys slowly licked up each side of the guard's shaft, meeting at the head. Cody directed Noah to a hot kiss, with the security guard's fat cock head in between them.

"Fuck yeah!" the security guard moaned.

Cody reached around to pull the guard's underwear and trousers down to his knees. Then he brought his hand up the man's leg, caressing the guy's ass cheek. Then he wrapped his lips around the man's cock again. Noah began licking the sweaty scrotum again. He hadn't been turned on at first, but now he was definitely starting to get hard.

Cody continued to caress the guy's ass, moving his fingers slowly into the hairy crack. The guy moaned again. Cody brought his finger to his mouth and got it wet. Then he began to slowly wiggle it into the guy's hole. With his other hand, he started jacking the guy's cock. He offered it to Noah. "Suck," he instructed.

Noah wrapped his lips around the giant head. It was thrilling to taste Cody's saliva on this man's cock. He could only take in a few inches. Noah had a mouthful. Meanwhile, Cody had taken Noah's place as ball-sucker, and was continuing to finger the guy's anus. Then he pulled his finger out and held it close to Noah's face. It was wet and streaked with shit. He offered it to Noah. "Taste," he said.

Noah hesitated. He didn't want to taste the security guard's shit. Just as he opened his mouth to protest, Cody shoved the shitty finger in anyway. Noah had no choice but to press his tongue against Cody's finger, tasting the bitter shit dissolving on his tongue.

Noah thought he was going to puke again, but he was able to control himself. "You keep sucking," Cody instructed. "I'm going round the other side."

Still on his knees, Cody waddled around and pressed his face into the security guard's ass. "Oh fuck, that's good!" the security guard moaned. Noah could hear the sound of Cody's slurping between the guy's ass cheeks. Noah wrapped his lips around the guy's cock and began to suck.

Noah was still not accustomed to the smells and tastes of a full-grown man, and he felt very inhibited. He wished he could lose himself in the sex act the way Cody could. He felt very uncomfortable about having sex with a stranger, especially when that stranger was a mall security guard. He continued to suck the man's giant cock somewhat mechanically, but he could hear Cody moan with pleasure as he rimmed the guy's ass with wild abandon.

Then Cody came back around front again. "Watch this," he said. Then he took a deep breath, angled his head back, and wrapped his lips around that giant cock again. Then he slowly began to take it in deep. He got about halfway down. Noah was impressed. He was even more impressed when Cody continued to impale his throat until he got all the way down to the root. Noah couldn't believe what he was seeing. The security guard hissed, "Fuck yeah, take it all in! So fucking good!" Then he began to vigorously fuck Cody's face. Cody let the guy fuck his face for as long as he could, holding onto the guy's ass cheeks and pulling his hips towards him. Cody's face was red and tears were streaming out of his eyes.

After about a minute, Cody gagged and took the guy's cock out of his mouth. He took a deep breath and looked at Noah.

"Wow!" Noah said. "How could you do that? It's so big!"

"I'm talented. You wanna try it?"

"Not now. I can't. Not like that, anyway."

"Then I'll keep sucking him. You lick his ass."

Noah didn't want to lick the security guard's ass, but he figured that since Cody's tongue had done all the dirty work, it wouldn't be so bad. He spread the guy's ass cheeks to find an angry-looking, red puckered hole surrounded by thick black hairs that were pasted to the ass crack by Cody's saliva. It wasn't pretty and pink like Cody's hole. Still, Noah began to lick it.

Meanwhile, the security guard had begun to fuck Cody's face with short, hard thrusts. When he would pull his cock out of Cody's mouth, he would push his hole into Noah's face. Noah had stuck his tongue into the hole a little bit so when the guy backed up it was a little like Noah was fucking the hole with his tongue. For the first time since they started servicing the security guard, Noah had become fully aroused. He did not find the security guard attractive at all, but serving him gave Noah pleasure because he knew that Cody wanted him to.

The more he let himself go with the flow, the less inhibited he became. The guard's ass wasn't as nice to lick as Cody's, but it was still turning him on. He realized he could have been jacking himself off, but hadn't thought to do so.

Just then Cody reached around and grabbed Noah's arm. Noah stopped eating the guard's ass and came back around to the front, where he began to help Cody lick the guard's glistening cock. The guard groaned, gave his cock 3 short strokes and shot his load. Ropes of jizz shot into the air and landed all over the boys' hair, faces and shirts. Cody eagerly began to lap up whatever cum was dripping off of the guy's cock.

Noah had never tasted cum before. He wiped a gob off of his face and licked it up. The taste was mild and salty, but the slippery texture bothered him a little. He also noticed that the man's cum smelled a little like Chlorox.

The security guard zipped up his pants. He looked at the two boys on their knees in front of them with a look of utter contempt. "I knew you two were faggots!" he hissed. "Two little cocksucking faggots!"

"Takes one to know one!" Noah shouted angrily. Why had Cody wanted them to service such a rotten jerk? He hated the security guard more than ever.

"That smart mouth's gonna give you a fat lip one of these days!" the guard snickered. "But I don't give a fuck. The cops should be here in about 5 minutes. Your mommy's gonna be real pissed when she has to come down to the station to pick you up."

"Hey!" Noah exclaimed. "I thought you said if we blew you, you wouldn't call the cops on us!"

"I don't remember saying that," the guard said smugly.

"Mister Security Guard," Cody said, "it's a good thing the cops are coming, because we have to tell them what you did to us."

The guard laughed. "And what makes you think they're going to believe you two little turds?"

"Just look at us. Your sperm is on our hair, all over our faces," and then he pointed to Noah's shirt, "and all over his clothing. That's forensic evidence. Your DNA is all over us. You said the cops will be here in 5 minutes? There's no way you can get rid of all the evidence in time."

The security guard opened his mouth in horror. He hadn't expected Cody to be able to outwit him. He began to quiver. He didn't know what to say.

"You know how old we are?" Cody added. "Eleven. The police take these kinds of accusations very seriously. You're gonna be totally fucked if we tell on you."

"You wouldn't!" The security guard now realized that he'd been had.

"We might keep quiet for, oh, maybe two hundred dollars."

"That's blackmail!"

"Yeah, it is. You gonna pay up?"

The security guard reached for his wallet and began counting his money. "I don't have it," he said nervously.

"This is a shopping mall," Cody said. "There's gotta be an ATM around here somewhere."

"Stay here. I'll be back."

"Oh no you don't. We're coming with you."

Noah took Cody's trench coat out of his backpack and handed it to him. The boys followed the security guard to the ATM. He withdrew some cash, added it to the cash from his wallet and handed it to Cody. "Two hundred dollars. You happy now?"

Cody looked at the money and scowled. "That's two hundred dollars EACH. What about my friend here?" he said, pointing to Noah.

"Fuck! You little shits!" The security guard put his card back in the machine, withdrew another two hundred dollars and handed it to Noah. "I don't ever want to see either of you near this mall ever again! Now get the fuck outta here!"

"See, I told you we were gonna get caught!" Noah said as the two boys sat waiting at the bus stop.

"Yeah, but it all worked out in the end, didn't it?"

"You know what, Cody? You really got balls! I can't believe you were able to talk that security guard into letting us blow him, and then had the nerve to blackmail him afterwards!"

"Hey, I got you two hundred bucks, didn't I? And a chance to suck a huge cock."

"Cody, sometimes I think you're evil."

"Thanks. I'll take that as a compliment."

To Be Continued