REST STOP SHIT FEAST By: Mike Clark (tribecaguy2009@gmail.com)
This story is a work of fiction and is copyrighted material. It contains scenes of watersports and scat between two men and was written by an adult.
I admit it. I'm a total shit freak. I can't get enough of it. For years now I've been eating my own shit. I love the taste, the smell, the feeling of it when I chew it. I am a total scat freak.
When I was just fifteen I heard about scat. I was already sucking off some of my friends by then, and was looking to broaden my horizons. On the internet I discovered pretty much every fetish known to man. But the one that interested me the most was scat. Eating shit. I just had to try it.
I started by trying to eat my own shit - that took some time. It's an acquired taste, and once I acquired it, there was no stopping me. I can't remember the last time I flushed one of my turds. I just keep eating them.
A few years later my grandfather came to live with us - he was bedridden and used a bedpan. It was my job to dump it. Of course, I ate it. No one ever found out. Sometimes it was really runny and like diarrhea. I'm more of a fan of solid shit, but having really runny shit every now and again is good.
My last boyfriend never knew about my shit eating. As often as I could I would "break" the toilet. I'd make it so it didn't flush - hope he would take a shit - and then offer to fix it. I would always emerge from the bathroom with a full stomach saying, "it flushed!" I love shit.
But, until now, I had never had anyone actually feed me shit. I've always just found it on my own without anyone knowing. But, I managed to locate a site online that was a scateater site. Every guy on there was into scat, and it was a great place to meet guys. They also had listings and stories about scat cruising places. Now this interested me the most. Meeting a stranger and eating his shit - without knowing anything about him. That's what I wanted to do.
I had read about this rest stop on the highway that was frequented by truckers who are into most anything, including scat. You were supposed to sit in the far stall, wait for someone to come in, and say "Hell of a night, isn't it?" This was the scat fan's code to avoid any possible sticky situations. The usual cruising trick, tapping your foot, wouldn't work on the scat fan because you never know who's into scat - even if they want to suck your cock or not.
I drove out there that night - I couldn't wait to get some shit in my mouth. It was late. I got there at about 1:30 in the morning. The site said the best time to cruise for scat was between midnight and 4:00 AM.
I sat down in the stall and waited. I was all alone. The suspense was enough to drive me crazy. My dick bobbed up and down, hard as a rock. Then, suddenly, the door swung open.
All I saw were the feet. The paused for a second, then moved to the urinal, but slowly. From what I could tell, this was a big guy.
I was sweating and nervous. I could barely speak. "Hell of a night, isn't it?" I said. I heard him stop in mid-stream.
He started walking towards my stall, with a very slow and deliberate pace.
"It sure is, little fella," he said.
As he came closer I finally got a look at him. He was huge, probably about 6'4" and at least 250. He was muscular though, strong, not just fat. His dick was still hanging out of his pants. It was hefty, uncut, and very thick. He was wearing a blue checkered flannel shirt completely unbuttoned. I could see his hairy body. His jeans were old and stained. He had a trucker's cap on and bushy blonde hair sticking out of it. He also had a moustache.
"You hungry?" he asked me.
I couldn't say anything. I just smiled, and he knew.
"Well get ready then, `cause I got a big fucking log in my ass and I want you to eat every inch of it."
There were no words to express how excited I was. He walked into my stall and turned around. His ass was huge, and his hole looked like he was no stranger to cocks in his ass, or fists for that matter. He had great big asslips surrounding his hole, they were twitching and expanding. It looked like I could fit most anything in there - and that made me all the hornier.
He backed up until his ass was right against my face. I placed my hands on his waist. He grunted, and out came the shit.
My mouth was wide open but it didn't matter. This was a huge fucking shit log. It was firm, but not completely solid. It snaked into my mouth as far as it would go but it just kept coming. The rest of it smashed against my chin and then some fell onto my lap. And still he kept pushing. Another long log came out but there was nothing I could do. It fell in my lap with the rest of the first log. My face was practically buried in shit and my mouth was completely full. I swear this guy shit out two feet of shit.
He turned around. "Now eat!"
He didn't need to tell me. I was already chewing madly. The taste was terrific. My cock was raging but I was just concentrating on eating this stranger's shit. For all I know he could be diseased, but I didn't care. This was far too erotic to waste this wonderful shit. I started swallowing and finally ate all that was in my mouth.
"Now pick up the rest and eat that too."
Again, he didn't need to tell me. I picked up all the rest of the shit and smashed it into my mouth. Some got smeared on my face but that only spurred me on further. I could see him - he was aiming his cock at me. He started to piss all over me. I felt glorious. I hadn't done golden showers in years but I forgot how good they were. I started pissing too - my cock was going wild and piss was getting everywhere. It all went on his cock and pants and he seemed to like that.
I was still eating and swallowing this guy's warm, brown, shit when I started rubbing some that was on my lips all over my face. I wanted to be covered in shit. I rubbed it on my face, in my hair, and on my clothes. I was off the deep end of passion as I chewed and savored this shit. I had never felt so amazing. I was in heaven. This guy's shit was so fucking smelly and brown and tasty I couldn't get enough of it. And now it was all over my body.
Finally I swallowed the last bit. I was licking my lips. The guy was still staring at me with his cock at attention.
"Open up."
I opened up willingly. He grabbed my shit-covered head and started fucking my mouth. He was really giving it to me. His cock was about 7 inches from what I could tell, and it went down easy. He was furiously fucking my face and I was loving every second of it. Within just about a minute or so he started cumming. He pulled his cock out partway, leaving just the head sitting on my tongue as he deposited his load in my mouth. I moaned louder than I ever had in my life and came myself. After he shot his entire cum wad in my mouth I gladly swished it around in my mouth and swallowed. It tasted so fucking good.
"Fuck. You're just a regular shit-loving cockslut aren't you?"
"Yes, oh god yes."
"Next time I'll fuck your ass like that. After you eat all my shit like a good shiteater, okay boy?"
"Anytime you want." And I meant that.
He left then. Quickly. Surprisingly no one came in the stop during that whole experience. I can only imagine what they would have done. I was still reliving the experience when the door opened. There I was, covered in shit and piss, my cock out and dripping cum....
Whoever it was walked over to my stall. It was a cop.
"Christ, you are a mess!"
I just stared at him.
"I should arrest you. I know what you were doing in here."
"You can't prove anything."
"I don't need to."
"Fuck. Are you really going to arrest me?"
"Well, that depends on what you want to do for me."
This night is just beginning, I thought.