Back again! So soon! Hope you like Chapter two. It's even raunchier than the first. Again, if you're under 18 or this stuff is illegal in your country, don't continue reading. Any relations or coincidences between these characters or situations are completely fictional, so don't get upset. Thanks! And remember, send me any comments at devinfox20@gmail.com. Happy reading, pigs.
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I grabbed the turd from my chest and shoved it into my mouth without hesitation. It tasted bitter, and had a dry and chewy texture to it. I was instantly in love. The heat resonated in my mouth as I chewed contently. I opened my eyes to see Lucas looking at me with his back towards me, still in the feeding position. He opened up his hole, revealing the rest of his delicious, hot shit for me to eat. He continued to push, grunting and moaning. I opened my mouth, tongue stretched out, which was met by another knotted, twisted piece of crap. I happily feasted on it as he continued to feed it. I'd never felt so alive.
Lucas then closed his hole once more, and the feeding was over. He got up and saw a look of sadness in my eyes. "Don't worry, I've got another idea for you, faggot." He smiled, before farting in my face. I inhaled desperately, trying to hold onto this animalistic and sexual person I had become. He smiled and stood up, going into his bedroom. I heard him shuffling through his clothes, and in a few seconds he returned with an even filthier piece of underwear than before- a once-white jockstrap turned yellow and brown from overuse. He slid the elastic over my head, with my mouth centered on a piece of dried shit stuck to the inside. I took a deep breath. It still smelled like him. I began licking and sucking on the fabric and tasted pure salt, and heaven. I heard Lucas chuckle as he walked away.
Before I knew it, he returned once more. He yanked the jockstrap off of my head and shoved it forcibly into my mouth. I nearly gagged as the fabric lined my mouth. I looked back up at Lucas and he had a small bottle of lube in his hands. I blinked steadily. He rubbed a small amount on my still-hard cock, and dripped a few drops into his hairy, stinky ass crack. Lust took over his eyes again, and he turned around with his back to me. And to my surprise (I thought he was a powertop all along), he slid onto my pulsating member. I'd only topped once in my life, but Lucas was tighter than anything I'd ever dreamed of. He moaned an attractive and sexy one, and sank all the way down to the base of my dick. We both moaned, mine a bit muffled, and he began to speed up. As he rode me more and more, I noticed small streaks of brownish green begin to cover my cock. I couldn't believe it, I was actually shitfucking him! He rode me faster than I could handle, and I was screaming through his jockstrap in pleasure. Our bodies quivered in syncopation as he continued to cover my cock in his tasty crap.
He swiveled around to face me, quickly jerking off his fat uncut cock. I felt drips of shit and cum sweat down my cock as he rode even harder, looking me dead in the eyes. Eventually his asshole tightened as he busted a hot nut all over my chest. I moaned as the first squirt landed on my lips and over his jock strap. After what seemed like buckets, he slowly removed himself from my rock hard cock. Panting, he pulled the gag out of my mouth and wrapped it around in my cock. His shit from our wild fucking was more than enough to lube my cock up as he quickly rubbed up and down my pole. The stench of his ass sent me to heaven, and without mere seconds I was cumming into his stinky, messy jock strap.
"Here," Lucas commanded, "Wear this for the rest of the time you're here. If I see you take it off, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. Literally." I felt his wet underwear go over my head once more, with a fresh mixture of his ass juices and my cum. I took in a deep breath, and quivered. "I'll be back in the morning. You'll be sleeping here, on the floor. Don't piss yourself."
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Come morning time, I heard Lucas enter the bathroom where I was in. My head was aching from sleeping on the tile bathroom floor, but I'd still obeyed his rules and didn't make a mess on the floor, still with his jock on my face. He didn't pay attention to me or visit me for at least an hour or two, until I heard a knock on the door. I could barely hear the conversation between Lucas and his guest:
"Hey man, how are you?" They kissed, I think.
"Good bro, what's up? Where's this faggot you told me about?"
"In the bathroom like a little piece of shit. You ready?"
"Always fucking ready to get messy." His friend answered, obviously excited.
The two entered the bathroom, and Lucas pulled the jock off from my head. I looked up, and the man next to him was equally as attractive. A bit thinner, probably Mexican, and a bit taller. His lips were equally kissable, and he looked nearly as buff and meaty as Lucas did. He was wearing boots, Wrangler's, and a sweat-stained Cowboys t-shirt. My heart melted.
"Ah shit, man, you weren't kidding, this faggot is absolutely fuckable."
"I'll say, man, he's ours for the day. Maybe even more."
"Well, what do you wanna do first?"
"I'm kind of hungry, maybe the little faggot could give us a little snack." His friend said, which reminded me that my colon felt completely full after not taking a dump for the past few days.
Lucas looked at me, before grabbing me by the arm and pulling me up. His friend went into the bathroom closet and pulled out a chair, with a hole cut in the middle. It looked like it belonged in a movie. I sat down without hesitation, and Lucas and his friends both got naked. His friend was the first to lie down on his back underneath me, as Lucas watched. "You better fucking feed my friend, man, he's a house guest."
I let out a grunt, and I felt a solid, semi-rounded piece of shit fall out of my ass. I heard Lucas' friend chow down hungrily. I looked up at Lucas, who was slowly stroking his beautiful dick at the sight of me feeding his buddy. I felt like a good shit faggot. "Fuck yeah, eat that shit, Marcus."
Marcus used his fingers to spread apart my cheeks and stretch out my tight hole. I grunted again, releasing an even longer, softer piece of shit. Marcus snacked on it happily, licking his lips after for me. I released one final, wet, sloppy shit and from what I could tell, it got all over his face. He sat up, and Lucas came over towards him, sensually licking it off like a sexy pig. I couldn't believe I was doing this for these two hot studs.
Marcus then pulled me off the stool, and sat down himself. "Fuck man, this one's gonna be nasty. Better start to train the faggot for this kind of shit." Lucas chuckled and pushed me underneath the the shit stool. Lucas pulled my neck and chin up to the hairy lips of his buddy's asshole, and Marcus barely clenched his body before a shot of pure diarrhea entered my mouth. This was something totally different, and didn't even taste like Lucas's delicious, solid shit from the night before. I gulped down, and it didn't even leave me with a bad taste like yesterday. He continued to squirt his juicy shit down my mouth, and I swallowed it all. I still couldn't believe that this was happening. Finally, to finish it off, Marcus produced one semi-solid piece that landed on my face. I sniffed, his body smelled like rancid trash, but it was still intoxicating. I slid it into my mouth, finishing off my second full load of creamy excrement.
Lucas laughed, and he and Marcus left the room. He looked back over his shoulder and said, "Stay there, faggot, we'll be back."