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[shittyomo]

Steven paced back and forth behind the counter at work, trying not to glance at the clock. It was barely 1:30, and someone would be coming to cover his break at 4. Normally this was fine, but his lunch wasn’t sitting well with him and his stomach was gurgling ominously. He didn’t need to shit yet, but he could tell it was coming and that he wasn’t going to have much warning when it did.

He let out a long, bubbly fart and felt the discomfort ease a little, although the smell was terrible and he definitely stained his underwear. Two more hours.

A customer came up and wanted to look at some things, and Steven felt a few smaller toots bubble out of him as he walked over to them. They took awhile to decide, and the first real cramp hit as he was walking to the register to ring them up. He clenched as hard as he could and hoped they didn’t notice the pause in his walking. At least they didn’t say anything.

He watched them walk away and crossed his legs tightly against the next strong cramp. An hour and a half left. He could hold on that long, right? His stomach gurgled loudly, and he could feel shit urging to get out. He really, really needed to go.

But he was the only one in the store, and to get to the bathroom he’d have to walk out and down the mall. He’d definitely be fired if anyone found out he’d left the store unattended.

Another wet fart pushed out of him, and with it quite a bit of mess. Just then, a large group of teenagers walked in and started looking around. He really couldn’t leave now.

One of them waved him over to ask a question; the minute he unclenched his legs to walk over, a large amount of mush squished out into the seat of his pants. He could feel a more solid log start to follow, but he clenched hard and managed to suck it back in as he tried not to waddle too obviously.

He was turtleheading badly through the entire interaction, and by the time the young man bought something and left most of the log of shit was in Steven’s pants. A group of women walked in right as the teens left, and one of them asked what the terrible smell was. Steven tried to joke about the plumbing as he kept his back carefully to the wall.

The log slid out more as he watched the ladies browse, curling up in his briefs. It broke off and he tried to clench closed again, but a bunch more mush poured out after it with a very audible squelching sound.

The ladies looked over at him in disgust and left. Steven was frozen against the wall, still desperately trying to keep from having more of an accident, even though he could feel the liquidy mess sliding down the backs of his legs. Another log started to push out, and Steven finally gave in, sinking into a squat and pushing.

A massively bubbly explosion of shit filled his pants, running down the backs of his legs into his shoes and piling up on the floor behind him. It seemed like the cramps would never end as he pushed and pushed, eyes closed and hand on his stomach.

When he finally finished, his coworker was there, staring at him in disgust. Steven all but ran from the store, leaving drops of shit down the mall as he headed outside.

He’d taken the bus to work, and he didn’t think any Uber would take him with his pants badly stained and stinking. Everyone gave him a wide berth at the bus stop

He sat at the back of the bus, grimacing at the feeling of his mess and opening a window to try to vent the smell. His stomach was still gurling ominously, and he just had to hope he’d make it the whole hour home

Ten minutes in he was hit with a bad cramp, and a loud fart bubbles out through his mess. The people near him inched further away, and Steven ground his ass into the seat, desperate not to shit himself again

He let out fart after fart, squirming and pressing down against the seat as much as he could. A glance at his watch told him it hadn’t even been ten more minutes.

What felt like a massive log of shit began pushing out of his hole, and he barely managed to turtlehead it for a minute before it was inexorably pushing out, smushing against the seat and spreading underneath him. He felt the mess start to squish up the back of his shirt as he gave in and let go, pooping himself quietly but thoroughly

When his stop finally came, he got up and saw that he’d left a pile on the seat where it had squished out of the waistband of his pants

[shittyomo]

John notices his boyfriend shifting uncomfortably in his seat during dinner, but Matt shrugs it off and says he’s fine. They’re out at a nice restaurant for the first time in awhile, and John’s been drinking a little more than he normally would, so he puts it out of his mind with ease and just enjoys the date

After they leave he suggests they take the long way home, walking down by the river. Matt seems to hesitate a little, but he agrees, linking his arm through John’s as they walk.

John heats Matt let out a loud fart, and he laughs, teasing him a little. Matt laughs too, a little tightly. John pulls him over to the railing at the edge of the river and stops walking. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

Matt nods. “Not as beautiful as you, sweetheart. Let’s get home.”

John tugs him in to kiss him, pressing firmly up against his stomach, then breaking away to laugh when Matt rips another fart. “Ooh, is your tummy hurting? Let me rub it for you.”

“It’s fine, don’t—”

But John is already rubbing his swollen belly, causing Matt to let out a series of loud bubbling farts before he can step away. Matt crosses his legs tightly and puts a hand on his ass.

“Shit,” he says. “I have to shit, right now.”

John glances around the park, but there are people everywhere and it’s summer so it’s still far too bright to hide. “Fuck,” he says. “I’m sorry.”

Matt shakes his head, looking like he’s about to cry. There’s a gurgling sound from his stomach that sounds awful. “Some just came out. Fuck, John. I have to go so fucking bad.”

“Come on,” John says. “You can make it home.”

But as soon as Matt uncrosses his legs, he lets out a very wet fart that ends in a squelching gurgle. His knees bend into a squat as the braps and crackles of his accident fill the air. “Oh god,” he says, still shitting.

“How long have you had to go?”

Matt shakes his head, grunting out another wave of waste into his pants. “Since before I left work. You know I–ng, fuck–hate shitting in public bathrooms.”

“You should have said something,” John says as Matt finally straightens up.

“I guess so, yeah.” Matt starts walking, waddling slightly with his full pants. Thankfully his jeans are loose enough that the accident isn’t obvious, but the smell certainly is. “Come on,” he says. “I still have to go.”

“Jesus,” John says, following quickly.

Matt is letting out little bubbling farts as they hurry back towards home.

They‘ve just turned onto their street when he says, “Shit.” and stops walking again, a hand on his stomach. There’s a loud gurgling sound, as a wave of liquid diarrhea pours out of his ass, soaking the back of his pants and running down into his shoes.

“Oh my god,” John says. “Are you okay?”

Matt shakes his head and lets out another torrent of bubbling diarrhea. It’s dripping onto the ground beneath him, but he seems helpless against his stomach cramps, pushing out wave after disgusting wave.

Time seems to slow down as John watches; it feels like it goes on forever.

Finally Matt straightens up and starts walking again, leaving brown footprints and drips of diarrhea behind him as he walks the rest of the way home

[silasmasterking]

True story I wrote:

The Bare-Bottom Man 

I pushed through the two heavy oak doors into the men’s room in the basement of the city library west of Nashua, New Hampshire. This was a dim, dank space where two toilets without any doors were separated by worn marble partitions veined blue like Roquefort cheese. Although often cruisy, this place was pretty safe because the double doors acted as an “early warning system”; when anyone opened the outer door, you had time to “get decent” before getting caught.

But that day the place was empty. I was 26, skinny and blond, with a round boyish bottom. I chose the first stall, lowered my dungarees and briefs, and sat on the cool, totally public seat. A single light bulb shone on the gray terrazzo floor and the frosted, dusty window high on the wall opposite the toilets. I felt the cellar damp on my balls and bare bottom. I tinkled; there was a faint chance I needed to have a BM. But I certainly needed a man to walk into the men’s room to sit or watch.

I waited for what seemed forever, the hard black seat probably imprinting itself on my bum. Finally, I heard the outer door rattle open and then the inner door and the sound of footsteps. The unseen new guy bypassed the sinks and urinals and advanced toward the stalls.

“Oh, sorry.” He was darkish, about forty, probably Italian, beginning to bald. Clean-shaven, he had a prominent nose and hooded, slightly sleepy-looking eyes. He paused against the wall directly opposite my stall. Smiling and smirking, he stared directly down at me sitting on the toilet.

My Oxford-cloth shirt covered my boner but of course he could see its telltale shape; it made a six-inch tent in the fabric. “Hot day,” he said.

“It’s cool in here.” I felt exposed, embarrassed, and, yes, really excited. My anus constricted when, in the ultimate dad gesture, he lit a cigarette and blew a cloud of smoke. My cock hardened and popped free from the hem of my dress shirt. My Italian dad was lighting his cigarette while his boy sat bare on the can. He nodded and I nodded back. My rock-solid cock bobbed, leaking a drop of precum.

Jamming his cigarette into his mouth, he fumbled with his fly, taking out his enormously thick sausage of a cock, long and cut and semi-erect. I stood and we squeezed our cocks together. He edged closer, tugging on mine and playing with my balls. He gave me a series of smoky kisses and bit at my ear. I was bare and in dad’s hands, literally.\

“Do you want to see my ass?” I said.

“Sure.”

I turned, lifting the long flap of my dress shirt, so that he could look at my entire crack.

“Nice.” He ran gentle hands over my bare bottom, stroking the cheeks and crack, probing into my hole.

“Will you give me a spanking?” I asked.

His voice became dad-stern: “Bend over.”

Yanking up my shirt, a little scared, I obeyed and felt vulnerable, what I called “bummie-bare.” Whack, whack, whack. He was a strict, experienced spanker. His cigarette mocked my crack and anus. He spanked from cheek to cheek, quickly and without letup so that the sound of my boyish humiliation echoed off the marble and tile throughout the men’s room.

“Better stop.” I’d gotten nervous about janitors or people outside in the adjacent parking lot hearing my loud licking. Plus, dad had embarrassed me sufficiently for me to want some male leverage over him. “Can I see your ass?”

Without replying, he unbuckled his belt, and right there in the stall, just inches to my left, he peeled down his pants and sweaty briefs. I sat on my sore, spanked bottom, inspecting his. His bum was small and skinny, almost concave in the middle of each cheek. It was smooth but his sinewy thighs were very hairy. Was he a runner? He wore odd, worn black sneakers.

Shifting my own naked bum, I opened his crack to “give him a rectal.” I pulled open his anus, happy to focus on his hairy hole, flecked with bright yellow pieces of toilet paper left over from his morning BM. Ha: my turn to smirk. I slapped his bare bottom, hard.

“Thanks.” I requested he pull up his pants: two bare men in one stall was more than risky. So he settled back against the wall, with that same amused smirk.

My hour on the toilet was finally motivating my bowels. I confessed, “I gotta take a shit!”

Looking down, in more ways than one, he laughed. “Go ahead.”

I thought he might leave, might piss or pretend to wash his hands. Instead, he smiled and lit a fresh cigarette–ready to enjoy the view.

Testing his interest, I stared straight at him, and, defiantly, he stared straight back, locking eyes with me as I blushed and pushed.

I strained and he smirked, smoking and staring. Slowly, my grunt–soft, fudgy–came inevitably out, slipping into the bowl without any splash whatsoever. I tried but failed to fart. My rectum eased. Maybe he thought I was faking.

I snagged several squares of the stiff, shiny toilet paper, and, leaning forward, began wiping my bottom. Suddenly, surprisingly, he bent low and grabbed a handful of paper. What was up, was he blowing his nose?

Then he prodded my boner aside and reached under my balls with the wad of paper. He began wiping his boy’s bare bottom! Next, incredibly, he examined the paper–smeary, chocolaty, embarrassing–before tossing it between my legs into the toilet. He grabbed another wad, reached under my sac, and wiped my crack again. Again, he inspected the evidence of my movement.

I had never been wiped by a dad before–let alone a hot, spanking, smoking dad, in public. I felt like the barest boy in the male world.

I finished wiping, and, wildly horny, began jacking off. He tugged on my cock, tickled my balls. I really needed another spanking, bare and hard and over dad’s knee. My anus, still messy, tightened, and I exploded with long ropes of cum, all down my thighs and into my briefs. He stood there, laughing…

Weak-kneed, I wobbled upright, wiping my crack and cleaning up the floods of cum, from my body, the floor, all around.

He smoked his cigarette, smirking in total dad-triumph. He was The Bare-Bottom Man, for sure.

END

Super hot story! Thanks for sharing!

[desperatelyholdingback]

The Business Meeting

Darnell was sitting at the desk, listening to his boss drone on and on about the business. His stomach has been hurting, and he was gassy, but there was not much he could do. On more than one occasion he discreetly passed a huge fart through his thick ass cheeks and through his tight slacks.

He shifted in his seat, looking at the clock. Just 30 minutes left, then he will be able to make it to the bathroom.

“Darnell, are you paying attention?” His boss snapped. His boss was a stunning woman, which made this so much worse, as he did not want to show any kind of desperation in front of such a gorgeous woman.

“Y-yes, The stocks are up by 13%,, ” Darnell said, copying what his boss just said verbatim. But to be honest, he was not paying too much attention.

His stomach started to make squelching noises with 10 minutes left, and he knew he was going to have to get to a bathroom quickly.

The minute ticked by, but he was close. The boss ended the meeting early, which caused him to sigh quietly in relief.

He gathered his stuff and quickly left with the rest, feeling the pressure building on his anus as he scampered to the toilet. His cheeks were clenched, walking briskly to the toilets.

“Darnell, Hey!” His manager said.

Darnell stopped, despite his ever growing urgency, and talked to his manager.

“Come on, the lecture is just starting!” His manager said, pointing his thumb towards the hallway behind him.

“Sure, let me jus-” Darnell started

“There is no time,” his manager said, grabbing him by the shoulders and guiding him through the hallway.

Darnell, having no other choice, corked his anus and followed his manager. His cheeks were clenched tightly as he was walking down the hall, the pain in this stomach growing.

They got into the new office, everyone staring at them both as they walked through the door. Darnell quickly found a seat, feeling his stomach start to twist.

He tried to look nonchalant as he walked to the chair and sat down. However, bending to sit down forced his cheeks apart, which increased his urgency tenfold. His anus twitched as he pinched his sphincter hard, he could feel a large amount of shit piled up right behind his hole.

The meeting started, and he could not sit still. He was sweati and fidgeting, it was just an hour long, he could make it, right?

The minute slowly crawled by, and the pressure was increasing by the second. He tried to listen, but was ultimately unable to. All of his efforts was put into keeping his hole closed tight.

30 minutes into the lecture, and he was in trouble. His hand gripped his stomach, and he was trembling in the effort to hold it all in. The only reason he has not shit himself yet was because he was sitting down and wearing tight pants.

His anus started to relax, despite all of his efforts, and a small amount of poop started to ooze out. Horrified, he tried to hold it back, the creamy shit rubbing against the crack of his thick beefy cheeks.

His stomach gurgled loudly, and then wind broke.

PBBBBBLLLTTT!

As soon as his farted his anus opened wide, and wave after wave of creamy shit filled the inside of his white briefs, spreading down his leg and up his crack.

Everyone in the office stared at him, covered in sweat and his own waste, before Darnell slowly stood up and waddled awkwardly to the bathroom. Each step caused the shit to shift. He had to stop halfway to the bathroom and double over as another wave of mushy shit exploded out of his ass, expanding the back of his pants.

Welp… time to find a new job…

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[kitkat-2204]

Road Trip Diarrhea

A is on his way home from a long family vacation that took an hour drive to get to yesterday, when he feels a small grumbling pain at the bottom of his stomach. “Ugh.., why does my stomach hurt..” He wonders as he rubs the lower part of his gut, remembering the cheese he had yesterday and then realizes why he is in so much pain. He decides to lift his ass slightly and allow a searing hot fart to escape, bringing a much better feeling towards his stomach, but indicating he has diarrhea. “I really have to poop.. but there’s so much traffic.. it wouldn’t hurt to let out a few more farts..” A says, lifting his ass up once more. He squints his eyes and grunts as each fart rumbles out, making his stomach feel so much better, but is pushing his farts past the point of no return. “Oooh, these farts are hitting the spot….mmmnn..maybe I can push out a bit more…” A says as his eyes daze, looking at the long traffic ahead of him. His eyes then began to gleam as he felt a strong push of pressure at the tip of his asshole, indicating to him another large fart. But as he lifted his ass up and began to slowly push, he felt liquid begin to release, and quickly clenched. He began to panic as he realized he went too far. “Oh god! I really shouldn’t have trusted that fart.. now I have to poop so bad..” A said, shaking in discomfort. A felt his bottom ticking like a clock, begging for release and as time went by, all A wanted to do was push. His butt began bubbling, and A was getting desperate.. as the pressure became tighter…and tighter.. “FUCK IT! I CANT HOLD IT ANYMORE!!” A yells as he finally gives in to the overwhelming urge to push. The diarrhea begins to flow from him into his pants, as his stomach is finally relieved from all it was holding as he pushed. “Ahhh finally… that’s SO MUCH better..” A says as he finishes with a final push. The mess in his car is something he will have to deal with later.

[nobodythisvid]

New scat drawings of Zeus and Eren

[crappyjohn-deactivated20250104]

Classroom Disaster

Description: Adrian loves brownies and will take any opportunity to eat brownies, but he soon learns that not all brownies are safe

*This fic contains characters who are 18+ and contains diarrhea and pants shitting. If you don't like it, then don't read

Adrian was a bit of a chubby fellow. He had big muscles, a slightly bigger stomach, and a bigger jiggly ass. He was 18 and in college. Currently in his life, there was only one thing he loved: he absolutely loved brownies. He would always ask his parents for brownies when he was younger all the time. And today was no different. He was craving a brownie at this very moment. All he wanted was a-

"Dude, are you even listening?" His best friend, Brandon, said as he shook Adrian back to reality. Brandon was more on the fit side, with more muscle and a more round, muscular ass. He has been friends with Adrian ever since childhood.

Adrian snapped back to reality, the sound of the lunch room noise filling his ears. "Were you daydreaming again? What the fuck, dude?" "I'm sorry, Brandon. I just got a little distracted." Adrian said with a sheepish smile. "What were you saying?" "I was asking if you did the homework for Mr. Raya's class" Brandon said, sipping his chocolate milk. Adrian almost fell from his seat after hearing that. "What? We had homework?" Adrian's question made Brandon smack himself in the face. "You'd know we had homework if you weren't thinking about brownies again, dumbass" Brandon said.

No sooner that Brandon said brownies, someone sat down at a table near them. His name was Joseph. He was somewhat of a nerd and was fairly popular. He picked up a brownie and went to take a bite, but then his phone buzzed. He placed the treat down and answered his phone, turning his back to his lunch. Adrian noticed this and quickly snatched the brownie and ate the whole thing without hesitation. "I know you did not just take Joseph's-" "Shut up, I did." This caught the attention of Adrian's older brother, Angel, the hottest football captain with a smoking muscular physique and a sexy bubble butt. He went over to Adrian and stood next to him. "Bro, are you serious? Are you that addicted to brownies that you'll resort to stealing from others?" He asked with a smug smirk. "It's not an addiction, you ass" "Whatever, little bro. But I'm telling you now: you'll regret what you did" Angel said as he walked away, as if he knew something Adrian didn't know. Adrian rolled his eyes and got up. "He thinks he knows everything. What a dick" He complained as he started heading to pe class with Brandon. Unfortunately for him, Angel's warning would come back to bite him soon.

As Adrian arrived to class, he started feeling a little rumble in his stomach. He didn't think much of it and dismissed the thought as he sat down as more students started coming in for class. Angel arrived and walked past his brother to talk to Joseph. He sat next to Joseph and turned to talk to him. "Listen, I wanna apologize on my brother's behalf. His stupid addiction to brownies made him take yours. I'll make sure to beat his ass later" Angel said as he tried getting up. "I don't think that will be necessary" Joseph spoke up. He made sure to talk in a sort of low tone as if he was embarrassed about what he had to say. "That brownie your brother took…it was a brownie laxative. I've…been constipated for a while and hoped that the brownie would do the trick" Hearing this made Angel turn back to Joseph. "How strong is the brownie?" He asked with curiosity. "Well, it kicks in pretty fast, and it's pretty strong. I'd say about an eight" Joseph replied. That statement made Angel grin, knowing Adrian made a mistake. "Oh, this is gonna be better than beating his ass later" He said as he sat behind Adrian, waiting for his friend to show up.

As the teacher gave a lecture about nutrition and their football unit, Adrian's stomach made quiet but painful rumble sounds. He tried massaging his belly, but that only seemed to make it worse. Brandon noticed this behavior. "Dude, you okay?" He asked in a whisper. "No. I don't know what the fuck was in that lunch, but it's killing my insides. I think I'm gonna have to shit soon" Adrian whispered back. He felt another rumble in his stomach and accidentally released a silent but semi wet fart. The other kids around him quickly picked up the scent and covered their noses. Angel did the same, slightly amused by his brothers predicament.

A student walked in the room ten minutes late and almost fell backward from the stench. He covered his nose and gave his late slip to the teacher before sitting next to Angel. This was Angel's friend and second best player on the football team, Caleb. "Bro, who the fuck shit themselves in here? It smells like something died and rotted a hundred times" He whispered. "That, Caleb, would be my little brother. He ate Joseph's brownie laxative and now he's farting as fuck right now" Angel whispered back.

Adrian couldn't hear the conversations around him, as he was distracted trying to hold his farts in, but every time he tried holding it in, more farts escaped his jiggly ass, getting more and more wet as time passed. They didn't get any louder, to his relief, but he knew he would shit himself soon if he didn't leave to find a bathroom. "Dude, I think I'm gonna shit my pants" He whispered to Brandon. "You better not. You know you're brother would never let you live that down. Just think about something you enjoy. Maybe something that's not brownies" Brandon quietly suggested. Adrian decided to give it a try. Angel glanced at his brother's fat ass and saw that he was clenching hard. Smirking, he whispered to Caleb. "Watch this" He said as he poked Adrian's side. This made Adrian twitch to the other side, accidentally causing him to release a semi loud fart for the class to hear. At this point, almost half the class knew that Adrian was farting and scooted away from him or tried to tell the teacher, who was trying to open a window or the door to let the odor out.

Adrian looked back at Angel with disbelief, while Angel just smugly grinned. Adrian turned back to face the teacher, feeling the need to shit grow bigger and bigger. "It hurts holding it in" He said to himself. "Ignore him, Adrian. He's just being a dick" Brandon advised.

However, Angel just kept messing with Adrian. He tickled his sides, he pushed him forward with his foot, he did anything he could to make Adrian suffer. Brandon kept trying to talk him through it, but Angel was not making it easy. Through the entire class period, Adrian released multiple ass bombs, each one more wet than the others. By this point, the entire class knew that Adrian was farting, which made Adrian embarrassed. He would've asked the teacher if he could go to the bathroom, but he knew the teacher would say to wait after class. But his stomach was killing him. He just kept farting wet bubbly farts, and now they were loud enough for everyone to hear. They kept becoming juicier and longer farts. At this point, no amount of fans or open windows would save the class. Adrian squirmed in his seat, checking the time on the wall. There was only three minutes until class ended. Then he could go to the bathroom before he shit himself. Unfortunately for him, Angel had other plans.

"Watch this, Caleb" Angel said as he got up and walked toward Adrian. Adrian looked up at him with an annoyed expression. "The fuck do you want?" "I wanted to say sorry for messing with you during class. I was just bored" Adrian looked at him skeptically while rubbing his stomach and letting out some more ripe farts. "Little bro, let me make it up to you" Angel said as he gave his brother a sudden hug, putting immediate pressure on his stomach. Adrian didn't have time to react as he gasped and tried to clench his jiggly cheeks tightly, but clenching couldn't save him in time as his rectal muscles gave out. With a little moan, his ass spewed pure liquid shit into his red briefs, which started to leak out into his jeans, up around his balls and up his back. He felt his ass being caked with his own feces. Diarrhea was overflowing and exploding in his pants. The class was now as far away from him as possible. Even Angel and Brandon backed away from the sudden explosion. Adrian, in this moment, was mortified by what happened and got up and ran out of the class, creating a trail of shit behind him as he continued shitting his pants. He tried shoving his thumb in his ass to stop the diarrhea, but he only coated his hand in shit. He ran into the closest bathroom, but before he could take an open stall, another wave hit him. He clutched his stomach as he bent over forward and had another explosion in his pants. Chunky liquid shit now traveled all the way up his back and dripped down his legs. He moaned in relief as he farted bubbly rounds as he shit himself. He wasn't aware, however, that Angel was recording everything, ever since class started. He even followed Adrian into the bathroom and continued getting gold for future events while hiding inna stall. He wanted something from Adrian that was embarrassing for future plans, and this was the perfect thing.

Adrian's second diarrhea wave ended, and he waddled into the stall, closing the door and locking it. Completely exhausted from the massive diarrhea attacks, he sat down on the toilet, forgetting to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants. He knew his briefs were too messy to be saved, and so were his pants. He felt the warm mush between his fat jiggly cheeks spread more, but he didn't care at this point. He just sat there for the rest of the day, in hopes he could quickly go back to his dorm without being spotted and take three showers to wash away the filth and the memory of shitting his pants in class.

[bluesest]

A Dance Class

Dave was a young man who since childhood has always wanted to be a star on stage as a professional dancer, he wanted to learn dance steps, especially ballet.

He started taking ballet classes a few years ago, and although it could be said that he was already an expert, he still had a lot to learn. For his classes he wore the typical male vallet professional uniform: a short-sleeved black T-shirt, tight black leggings, and canvas sneakers. His body was thin but at the same time he had marked several muscles without exaggeration, it was a typical body of a well-trained dancer.

He went to a dance hall specializing in ballet and other practices, his teacher was a man in his 40s with a glimmer of wisdom, he was quite strict with his students because ballet itself is quite a difficult dance, and for To please his teacher, Dave underwent a much healthier diet without realizing the problems it would cause.

It was a Monday afternoon, in his apartment he had an avocado salad and kiwi juice for lunch, a bad choice, then he undressed and prepared to put on his tight suit, barely feeling a few small stomach growls which he did not care about. Upon reaching the ballroom, his teacher demanded to do a warm-up, which caused Dave's stomach to growl with much more force, in his head he thought: "My stomach hurts... I need to use the bathroom", Dave asked the teacher for a He took a break to go to the bathroom but he denied it and the class started, they were making routine movements when a pain invaded his stomach and cramped his body, almost losing control of his posture but he continued to hold on until the 10-minute break for class.

30 minutes had already passed, each step was agony that only made the flames of hell in his stomach expand more and more causing more suffering for Dave, he was afraid to even release gases to relieve the pressure because at this moment any false step and his intestines would spill out on his black suit that by this time was already sweaty, especially the part that covered his buttocks, the stomach growls were so loud that his closest companions could hear them. Finally the first training session finished and the long-awaited 10-minute break arrived, Dave knew that his teacher would not let him spend more than 10 minutes in the bathroom so he had to be quick, he entered a small corridor on his way to the bathroom, now the He was a man free from prejudices and his cramped body began to show, he held his stomach with one hand and his rear with the other, he exhaled hot air hoping that he would not shit on his already sweaty ballet suit, and he arrived at the place that would be his salvation: the bathroom of the ballroom.

He opened the two large doors to dazzle a paradise, its white and slippery ceramic, its 5 blue-green cubicles and its porcelain thrones were the salvation of the great dancer, he blocked the bathroom doors and desperately took off his tight suit, revealing his body completely sweaty, he entered the last cubicle when he felt a great pressure on his anus, a sign that he was ready to unload all his luggage, he did not even have time to close the door when Dave sat on the cold porcelain and began to expel his intestines, he felt lava coming out of his orifice, his buttocks began to stain the seat with cold sweat, he placed his hands hard on the walls to release even more diarrhea, things calmed down when a rather wet and noisy fart came out of him Little by little, he himself began to drown in his own plague, wishing that no one heard or smelled him, once again a terrible diarrhea greeted him, but this time with large solid pieces denoting his other dinners before that salad that started it all. , he took some toilet paper and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead with a winning feeling, then he began to cut and fold pieces of toilet paper and began to clean himself, once clean he stood up and saw his big mess in the toilet , his seat was full of sweat, inside a brownish mass whose solid pieces floated to see its creator, Dave watched with horror and fascination when suddenly another attack invaded his stomach and began to release a torrent of diarrhea much worse than the one at the beginning, suddenly he heard the big bathroom doors knock and a deep voice yelled for him to come out, without realizing he had already spent 15 minutes. Dave all sweaty left the cubicle and dressed as quickly as possible and when he opened the doors he found his furious teacher but before he could say anything, the teacher was stunned by the terrible smell emanating from the bathroom to which he asked: "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU EAT?"

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A Clash Between Rivals💥💪🏾💦

"Dang it,why'd I'd have to drink so much of that juice this morning!" Professor Kukui snarled to himself as he sqrimed in his car seat,he had spent his whole morning doing research while ignoring his need to go because he doesn't like taking breaks in the middle of his research and now mixed in with all the juice and water he had over the period of time his bladder full and bursting crying for relief,unfortunately for Kukui it being the middle of the afternoon on a busy day for the Aloha region lots of people had places they needed to go causing a huge traffic jam to build up,Kukui was holding himself any chance he got,he gasped as a small spurt of piss came out leaving a stain on his boxers,Kukui panicked as he knew he wouldn't be able to make it back to his house with dry boxers so he quickly started scanning the area to see if there was anywhere to go

"Oh thank god,there's a restaurant!" Kukui eye light up as he saw the hawaiian restaurant nearby,he quickly drove into the parking lot and squirmed as he hurriedly found a parking spot,he quickly got out of his car and dashed over to the restaurant while holding himself to the best of his ability,when he entered the restaurant he was immediately greeted with the sounds of beverages being poured,Kukui bounced a little at all the sounds teasing him,he quitely made his way over to the bathrooms when he saw something that filled his eyes with horror,the bathroom's door's lock was red signalling that someone was occuping the toilet,Kukui rushed up to the door and banged on it desperately trying to get it open

"Hey is someone in there,please hurry I don't know how much longer I can hold it!" Kukui pleded as he felt another spurt of piss come out and drop into his boxers,unfortunately for Kukui whoever was in the bathroom didn't feel like answering him as it was silent,Kukui slowly went to a nearby connor while holding himself as he turned around and waited and hoped whoever was in the toilet came out soon

"Hurry up will ya,I'm having a emergency here!" Kukui heard a loud dark but desperate voice yell as he heard multiple hard bangs on the door,Kukui turned around and was surprised to see Guzma,his long time rival and leader of the infamous thug group of Aloha called Team Skull,Guzma had a visible wet spot on his baggy pants and was desperately dancing around while trying to get the bathroom door open

"Guzma? What are you doing here?" Kukui questioned the other desperate man with a irritated tone

Guzma turned around and his fierce eyes met Kukui's,he groweled to himself

"Need to take a piss,got a problem?" Guzma faced Kukui while trying to keep his cool although it was quite obvious he really needed to take a piss,Guzma had spent his whole morning and a little bit of the afternoon drinking soda can after soda can ignoring his needs to play some video games,when all the sodas finally caught up to him he tried rushing to the base's bathroom just to find a long quene,knowing he couldn't hold it much longer he races other to the restaurant just to find the toilet occupied

"Yeah I got a problem,I was here before you so I'll be going first" Kukui said in a irritated tone walking up to the door and bumping Guzma out the way

"Gah,you bastard!" Guzma retorted as he doubled over in pain,even a bump as small as Kukui's hurt alot before of Guzma'a full bladder,the wet spot on Guzma'a pants widen a little bit as a few leaks came out

"What's wrong Guzma? Is the big bad thug leader gonna have a accident on himself?" Kukui mocked Guzma in a teasing tone

"In your dreams,we'll see who's the one who pisses themselves when I get in there first!" Guzma claimed angirly as he threw a little punch at Kukui purposely aiming it at Kukui's bladder,Kukui doubled over in pain as he to know had a visible wet spot on his pants,the two desperate men continued to bicker for the next few minutes while desperately holding themselves fighting over who would go first,suddenly the door to the toilet opened and a dark skinned boy with black and red hair came out,he laughed as he saw Guzma and Kukui,seeing two full grown men bickering like they were still immature highschoolers was quite the sight to see,Kukui and Guzma weren't worried about being laughed at though as both men felt that they were at there limit and couldn't hold on much longer,Kukui dragged Guzma out of his way and made a dash for the bathroom door but Guzma was able to stand back up and catch up to him,the two men started pushing each other trying to knock each other down as they both leaked some more,but in the end thanks to Guzma's muscular figure from his workouts he was able to overpower Kukui and pushed him far away from the toilet doors,he quickly stepped in the bathroom slowy closing the door and smirked at Kukui who had jumped back up and was trying to run into the toilets before the door closed"Guzma! You bastard!" Kukui screamed as Guzma closed and locked the door,locking Kukui out

"Looks like I won this time Kukui,I always had more muscle power than you" he said in a cocky tone,Guzma locked the door to the one man toilet and rushed over to the toilet ripping his baggy pants down and moaning in relief as a strong hard stream of piss burst out of his cock and into the toilet hitting the water with a big splash,Guzma's stream was strong and lasted a good two minutes before he finally finished,Guzma happily hummed in satisfaction and relief as he finished up in the bathroom,he opened the door to see a red faced Kukui holding his crotch as piss was uncontrollably bursting out of it,Kukui's boxers and pants were soaked in piss and there was a huge puddle of piss had formed around him,Guzma chuckled

"Told ya you'd be the baby having the accident Kukui,I would stick around to see more of this but my grunts are probably waiting for me back at the base,I'm out" Guzma snorted as he left the restaurant leaving Kukui there,Guzma'a laughs had caught the attention of some people and they noticed Kukui's accident,most people laughed and pointed while other just stared,Kukui rushed out of the restaurant embarrassed and into his car so he could quickly get home,Guzma had seen all of this as he was waiting for his ride outside,all he could do is smrik and laugh as Kukui pulled out of the driveway and into the main road

Credit to @omowritingprompts for this amazing artwork! 🤍💚💪🏾💦

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This story includes detailed farting, sharting, and diarrhea, don't like it? Scroll! All characters used are 18+

Finally got around to doing the prompt that someone sent in

Most high schools have a star student, a student who stands out from everyone else, someone who's in throughout the whole school and maybe even other schools for their talents, sometimes they could be a football jock, and that would be the case for Bob, or as most of his teachers and peers like to call him Bubble Butt Bob! He was known for his awesome trick shots and natural talent for football, he even had his own all boys fanclub, but by far the thing that made him most popular was his rocking body, especially his muscular ass! If only he was as good at academics as he was at football and flexing his huge muscles.

“Dude seriously another E?” Jake giggled as Bob groaned, obviously annoyed, Jake was Bob’s childhood friend and the second best player on their football team. He and Bob are very close but he still sometimes takes great joy in his buddy’s downfalls.

“It's not funny dude, if I fail this class coach is definitely gonna bench me for the rest of the season, I gotta get my grade up, at least enough for it to be a passing grade” Bob said, crumbling up his report card and throwing it into a nearby trashcan.

“You'll have to get at least a B or higher on our final exam then, better hit the books buddy” Jake said with a wink as he gave Bob’s ass a firm slap, it jiggled for a few seconds as a result.

“Alright we can study at my house tonight since the exam is tomorrow, and stop touching my ass man!” Bob said, rubbing his ass cheek.

“Haha sorry, couldn't resist. I love the way it jiggles!” Jake chuckled making Bob blush, the two friends continued their banter as they started walking to Bob’s house.

The next morning

“Hey jackass wake up, we gotta get some breakfast and get to school, we have the final today” Jake said as he nudged Bob until he was awake, the two quickly got ready together and made their way to the nearby gas station for a quick breakfast, Jake suggested some Twinkies.

“Do those things have milk? You know how I get when I eat anything dairy” Bob said remembering the time he almost shit himself while he was on a run because he mistook regular milk for soy milk.

“No you'll be fine bro, I think they're vegan or something” Jake said with confidence, believing his friend Bod ended up eating a lot of Twinkies and rushing over to school. They made it to their math class a bit early so they sat down and prepared for the quiz, their math teacher Mr. Henry was also in class preparing all the testing materials.

“Well look what we have here! I see you're both earlier, guessing you need a good grade on your final to pass huh? I wasn't expecting either of you to show up considering you goofed around in my class the whole year” Mr. Henry said bitterly, giving Bob a stern, Bob and Jake said silent with guilty expressions on their faces. The class started filling up with more students, Bob was starting to get cramps in his stomach but he just ignored it thinking it was just him being nervous about the test.

“Alright the test is coming out now, good luck!” Mr Henry said as one of the students started passing the test, soon the room was silent as everyone started their test, including Bob who was still dealing with cramps, and now it was feeling like gas.

“Fuck why am I feeling like this” Bob thought as he shifted his big ass and careful let out a silent fart, luckily no one heard it but it was obvious the kid behind him could smell it. Bob continued the test letting out farts from time to time to relieve his cramping stomach, however his farts were starting to get bigger and louder, and each time he let one out they got wetter, he was slowly starting to feel like he wa going to shit himself, and his classmates were getting annoyed by the smell as the whole classroom was starting to smell like fresh shit.

“Ugh, did someone shit their pants or something?” one of the students from the back said with a look of disgust.

“Smells like a public bathroom here” another annoyed student added.

“God it smells like my bathroom after my dad eats taco bell” a kid from the front row chimed in, Bob started to sweat and desperately raised his hand, Mr. Henry sighed.

“What is it Bob?” Mr Henry asked sternly.

“C-Can I use the bath-” Bob started as he let out another ripe fart but Mr. Henry cut him off by slamming his hand on his desk.

“So you think you can goof off in my class for the whole school year then go run off to the bathroom so you can skip this final? Yeah not happening buddy, and you should eat less fiber, your farts stink” Mr Henry said firmly glaring at Bob, some of Bob’s classmates looked at him disgusted as they now knew who was stinking up the classroom, Bob tried to open his mouth to plead his case but he ending up letting out an especially wet fart, shivering he rushed through the final section of the quiz and raced out the class with his hand on his clenched ass wet farting as most of the class started to laugh at him.

“The closest bathroom from here is the second floor bathroom next to Mr. Cedric’s class” Bob thought frantically as he started to run towards the first floor’s staircase, however he was quickly stopped as someone jumped from around the corner blocking his way. It was one of his many friends Chase!

“Hey Bob, how's our best football player doing?” Chase said, nudging Bob’s arm with a wink.

“O-Oh hey Chase, I'm doing good, I actually have somewhere I really have to be so if you could get out of my way that be great” Bob said clenching his large ass cheeks

“Oh come on man I haven't seen you for a long time, at least stick around long enough for Miles to get that burrito you like from downtown” Chase said giving Bob a puppy dog eyes look, his stomach rumbled dangerously loud as he heard the word burrito.

“Next time I promise dude just get out of the way or I'll do it by force” Bob said, bouncing his leg a bit.

“Okay okay no need to get aggressive I'm moving, can I get a feel of your ass first, everyone tells me how heavy it is but I wanna see for myself” Chase said as he slid out of the way but before Bob could answer Chase firmly grabbed Bob's ass then felt it and gave it a hard slap causing a juicy fart to burst out, Bob rushed away and up the staircase. He ended up running into a few students from his fanclub who insisted on getting autographs and pictures with him, not wanting to be rude Bob accepted causing him to let out more farts to relieve the pressure, as soon as he signed the last notebook he ran up to the second floor, his urgent need to go had gotten worse since people kept smacking ass causing him to fart by surprise, unfortunately for him the ass slaps continued as he ran into more friends from the football team and fanclub members, their slaps were starting to get harder with more force causing Bob’s farts to become wetter and bigger, his boxers were starting to feel damp, everyone seemed to be in love with his giant ass!

“Ugh finally, almost there just gotta make it to the bathroom before someone else tries slapping my ass” Bob thought as he slowly made his way over to the toilet door hugging his gurgling stomach, he was so focused on keeping his gas in and holding his stomach he didn't even notice one of his teammates and best buddies Alex was charging up behind him with his hand up ready to slap his ass as hard as he could!

“Nice ass captain!” Alex said with a wink as he slapped Bob so hard he stumbled back a bit in shock, the force of the slap was to hard for Bob and his stomach gave in as he feel on sharted himself, and more of his leaky diarrhea was starting to come out, Bob raced into the bathroom and tried all the stall doors but they were locked! Bob started fully shitting himself in front kf fhe stall as chunky diarrhea flew out of his giant ass as he let out more sharts, once the people in the stalls came out and saw the massive pile of liquid shit on the floor they fanned the air and covered their mouths running in disgust, poor Bob was mortified. After that whole scene he hided in the toilets until school was over then made a mad dash home so he could go change, he was horrified to find out his was wearing his lucky black boxers, the shit stain was to deep to wash out and the smell wasn't going away so he had to trash them, and the cherry on top of Bob’s shitty sundae was Bob score was one percentage away from passing meaning he'd need to do summer school this year! Poor Bubble Butt Bob!

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There he stood, in the corner. Dude has been standing in the same spot for so long he doesn’t even know how long it’s been. All he knows is that his guts hurt and he needs to shit badly. He also needs to pee! His butt cheeks eat his Ethika Boxer briefs as he tries his best to hold it. Below his ass cheeks rest his jeans. Dude is full on sagging his shit as he tries his best to hold his shit. Next thing he knows his guts rumble some more. The laxative given to him some hours ago is really working! The drug dealer soon returns. With his phone camera on and he’s aiming it at dudes phat ass sagging in his jeans. “Yeah you gonna shit soon” says the drug dealer. “Bet you won’t fuck with my money again!” Dude tries he’s best to plead with him. “Please man let me go! I’ll get you your money as soon as possible!” But the drug dealer isn’t having it! The damage is done! “I gotta teach you a lesson!” Dude then gets hit by a huge cramp. His shit wants out ASAP! “Please man. Let me go! This is so embarrassing! I really gotta shit!” The drug dealer just smirks and continues to aim his camera at dudes phat ass. Next thing you know and to the drug dealers delight, dude starts to lose the battle. With his cheeks pressed tightly together and his boxers being eaten by his butt crack, shit begins to ooze out of him. Coming from the top and bottom of his butt crack the shit oozed before dude finally let go and a big plop of shit shot out of him. Dude was so defeated! He squatted down and just unleashed all hell! The shit rapidly poured out of him completely filling his boxers. In his sigh of relief he also began to piss himself. The whole time this was all being recorded by the drug dealer who was getting quite a kick out of dudes unfortunate mishap. “Fuck!” Dude said “This shit smells so bad!” The drug dealer then rubbed dudes shitty ass and began to smear the shit around dudes butt. Even at one point sticking a finger in dudes crack. Dude was so humiliated. He didn’t know what was to happen next. After getting his fix off of dudes mishap, the drug dealer then demanded that dude get his shitty ass the fuck outta his apartment. “Get my cash or everyone will see that phat ass of yours explode shit!” Demanded the drug dealer and dude pulled his pants over his shitty boxers and left.

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Shitty Ride with Big Cee

So I got this homie named Big Cee. I buy drugs from him but I always got this vibe from him that he wanted more from me. So one day I was chilling with him and we caught a fucking vibe. Big Cee is about 6'2 and 200 lbs. A big burly sexy nigga too. Muscular and thick wit a phat ass. We were just chillin and vibing. Before I know it I’m sucking his dick. His cock is beautiful. Long and skinny. I eat his ass good too. He loves it. Moaning and everything. After all this forplay, I ask him what’s good wit dat ass. He gives me this devilish look. Pushing me on my back and then pinning my legs up. At first I thought he was about to fuck me but he instead he hopped on my hard dick. This was so fucking hot. I’d never had the chance to fuck a guy like this. He was riding my shit too. Moaning and everything. He started fast but soon slowed down. As if he was hesitant to ride. This lead to me fucking him more but he was soon even more hesitant. “Oooh” he moaned as I fucked him. He then stopped for a minute. “I gotta shit bro.” I gave him the same devilish look he gave me earlier and commanded him to keep riding. I even began to fuck him harder as he rode my cock. “Oh fuck bro. I gotta shit. Damn yo stop. Stop. Stop.” He said. But I kept fucking him and for some reason he kept riding. It was almost like he wanted it but was tryna see if I wanted it too. And damn did I want it. In a moment of me fucking him and him riding my dick. Soon I began to smell it. “Oh fuck dude.” He said. It was happening. I rammed my pelvis into his ass one really good time and it started to happen. “Ooooh fuck nigga” he said as he began to shit. His shit oozed all around my dick and even started to leaked down my butt crack due to the position I was in. Shit felt good as fuck. I kept fucking him and he kept riding as he shit more and more. “Damn dude.” He said. “I ain’t never did no shit like this before but I like it!” Shit was all over me. On my belly. On my dick and balls. Leaking down my butt crack. We was fucking. I was mad into it and so was he. I then pushed him on his back and began to fuck him missionary. His hole was wet as fuck and shitty too. My dick was just sliding in and out his shit. Dude must have really needed to shit too now cuz as I fucked him in this position he started to shit even more. With each stroke more and more shit just oozed out with hella wet farts. We were both covered in his shit. I fucking loved it too. Hit him with some more deep strokes before cumming in his tight warm hole. I rubbed shit around his belly and thighs while he jacked off tryna cum. He soon bust a fat load and even farted some as he came. We chilled in our sweat and stink for a minute before cleaning up with a hot shower. Here to whatever happens the next time we link up…

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Piss Fuck Shit Fuck

Here I am. Drunk af, high af, just chillin with this dude Bryan with a phat ass on him too. He’s just as fucked up as I am. We are both horny and just vibing together in a cheap motel room. Dude starts of giving me some bomb ass head while I play with his booty hole. He then sit right down on my hard ass cock. His hole is warm and tight. Bryan bounces up and down on my shit. Feels good too. Soon I noticed that I needed to take a huge piss but I just let him continue to ride my dick. Knowing that this could be even more interesting with some kink, I began to piss in Bryan’s ass. He stops riding and just sits straight down on my cock for a minute letting me fill him with my piss. Soon I am done and his ass is full of piss. Bryan starts to ride me even more. His hole is now wet af and leaking brown piss. He moans out about how full he is but keeps riding. I tell him to hold what he can. I then start fucking him harder. He stops riding as I fuck him. He is very verbal during this all. Telling me how much he likes it and how good it feels. Then out of nowhere, Bryan starts cumming. As he cums my dick plops out of his hole with force. This is followed by a wave of brown piss and some mushy shit turds that splatter onto my belly and thighs. This is so fucking hot to me that I also began to cum. Bryan turns around, still sitting on my lap and we began to kiss. I play with the shit he has just exploded all over me. Smearing it on his thighs, ass and belly while also using it to jack him off. This makes us both hard again. Bryan then says he wants to try my hole out and I instantly agree. He hops off my lap and I lift my legs up. Bryan then eases his hard cock into my ready hole. Shit feels good af too! He pounds me long and hard. Unfortunately I’m clean and don’t have to shit but the sensation of his dick in my butt drives me wild! What happens next is just as good as what had already happened. Bryan starts to cum again in my hole while jacking my hard cock into another cum. Feels so good to have an orgasm with him at the same time. After this we both crash and lay in the bed together just cuddling. We awake in the morning to the dried mess we made the night before. Clean up is even sexier. We shower together and both get super soapy. In the shower with Bryan, I am once again horny and fixated by his phat bubble butt. I finger his soapy ass and play with his cock. He does the same with me. We share one last orgasm before cleaning up the rest of our mess and then checking out of the motel.

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Explosive Shit in the Parking Lot

When I was like 17, a buddy of mine and I were on our way to the mall when he gets hit with this massive urge to shit while driving. He is super desperate and farting like crazy as he drives rapidly to our destination. Luckily he found a corner spot that was blocked by heavy bushes from behind and he angled the car to be able to block the view from the front. As soon as the car was in park he opened the door and get out. Immediately after he rips his baller shorts down. Wasn’t even wearing boxers. Squats down and proceeds to expel this rancid pudding paste like type of shit from his tight hole. The whole time I’m just sitting there watching this all happen. He is really having a shit too. His poo oozes out like brown toothpaste. Soo much comes out of him too. I can see why he was so desperate. Before he can finish shitting he starts pissing a stream as well. I watched him do all of this. It was interesting. He only turned and made eye contact with my once and that was right as he was pushing out the final bit of his load. That of which blasted out of him more rapidly. He then stood up and looked around before asking me to look in his glove box for napkins. I found some and handed them to him. He wiped up and quickly pulled his shorts back up before hopping back in the drivers seat and getting the fuck outta there. He drove to a more open parking spot and parked and we went into the mall. Carrying on about our business. As if that hadn’t just happened. What an experience though.

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Ate my ass Ate my shit

So last weekend I hooked up with this guy that was super freaky. I think even freakier than myself. He said he wanted me to take a laxative and come ready for an experience that would change my life. I did as told and showed up to his place with churning guts ready for whatever. Once I got there, dude asks me how the laxative is working and I tell him that I’m full and will need to shit soon. He tells me to strip my pants and boxers and lay on the towel he has placed on his bed. I do as told still holding onto the load in my guts. Next thing I know dude starts to eat my ass. And when I say eat my ass I mean that shit. He was licking and sucking and getting my hole super wet. All while I’m still holding the load from the laxative. I didn’t know at the time but I soon found out that dude was gonna eat me out until I lost control and shit in his mouth. The more I told him that I really needed to shit, the more aggressively he ate my ass. This felt good af but I was nervous because I had never feed anybody before. Have done a lot of scat related activities but never been into eating shit because I think it’s gross and unsafe. But this guy knew what he was gonna do and he had no plans of letting up. He was really eating me out good too. Soon it happens. The sensation of him eating me out with the massive urge to shit was just too much to bare. I start pooping as his still going to town on my butt hole. At first a little oozes out and he eats it right up but then all hell breaks loose. I start having uncontrollable diarrhea right there as he munched on my hole like it was nothing. The sensations I was feeling were great. I honestly didn’t know what to do with myself. So I just continued to shit as he continues to eat me out. My poop is going everywhere at this point. It’s all over his mouth and face and leaking all down my thighs. In between eating he occasionally stops and fingers my hole. I’m in so much bliss and my cock is now rock hard. He jerks me off as he continues to eat my shitty ass. Before I know it I am cumming a huge load right there. I feel soo good and he is loving it as well. Was an interesting experience. Never thought I’d let a guy eat my shit but he is a pro at it and loves it.

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Fart Fuck Shit Fuck

So when I was in college my first roommate was this tall skinny phat booty white guy named Mike. It was my first time ever sharing a room with someone so at first things were kinda awkward. But over time the main thing I noticed about Mike is that he’s not a shy farter. He was always randomly cutting farts like it was nothing. I secretly admired this about him and always wondered what it’d be like to shit fuck him. Well my wants became a reality late one Friday night. We had been roomies for about a mouth still getting to know each other but on this night we would truly get to know one another. Mike had gotten an older friend to buy him some alcohol and he was just chillin in the room playing video games and getting drunk. Once he had a nice buzz he invited me to join him and I did. Soon we were both drunk and feeling good. It was then that Mike ripped a loud wet fart. Unlike usual where I just ignore his farts, I responded to him. “Wow bro that really stinks. You got quite the gas right now don’t you?” A drunken Mike just looks at me and giggles before raising his leg and blasting another rancid fart in my direction. “Whoa that one was even worse.” I said. Mike then stands up and positions his phat ass right in my direction right before ripping yet another stinky fart. He looks over his shoulder and gives me a devious look before blast yet more gas. With my heart pounding and dick now getting hard, I quickly pull down Mike’s baller shorts and boxers. Slapping his ass I command him to fart even more. Mike positions himself over my rock hard cock and sits on the tip. I rub my dick up and down the crack of his phat ass before resting the tip on his hole. Mike rips another fart on the tip of my dick before relaxing and sitting his hole down completely on my rock hard cock. This feels so fucking good. His hole is tight and warm. Mike slowly begins to ride up and down on my cock. Releasing more farts in the process. Mike continues to ride my hard dick more and more for the next couple of minutes. I am getting deep in his hole too. I can even tell that he has a hard turd resting in his hole as well. This inspires me to fuck him even harder and go even deeper as he squats over me. “Ah dude that feels so fucking good. I think I got more than farts in me though.” He says while looking back at me with a devilish grin. I gave him a similar smirk and continued to fuck him. Soon the smell of poop hits me. Soon the shit that was deep in Mike’s ass is slowly oozing out around my hard dick. This is so awesome. Having Mike bent down over top of me as I fuck farts and shit out of him. His shit oozes all down my cock and on to my belly and around my thighs. Eventually leaking down the crack of my ass on to the chair I was resting in. Mike loves this though. He jacks his hard cock while i fuck him. Still ripping farts and shitting on my dick. His shit started of as a solid turd that my cock smeared and smashed as I fucked him but the more I fucked him the mushier and wetter his shit got. His farts got louder too. Mike is really riding my dick too. Straight sitting all the way down on it. Farting and shitting more and more with every stroke. It’s around this time that I can no longer hold back my need to cum and start to bust my load deep in Mike’s shitty ass. He stops riding for a second and sits straight down on my cock as I cum inside of him. It’s at this very moment that Mike also begins to bust his load. I knew this because he shot some of it on my foot and his hole was contracting around my cock. After releasing our orgasms, Mike stood up and my cock plopped out of his hole with a wave of cum and a little shit. Mike then ripped another wet fart and made his way to the bathroom to shower. While he showered I jacked off thinking about what had just happened in my head over and over. With his shit still caked on my dick. By the time I came again he was finished with the shower and I proceeded to clean up next. This was the beginning of a very interesting semester spent rooming with Mike...

[silasmasterking]

Jamil’s Toilet Mishap

Churning deep in Jamil’s gut is a heavy load of shit. Being that he has been constipated the past three days without a poop his load is extra heavy. But now the time has come and his bowels want release ASAP. Jamil is out on his morning run. He is a fit late 20 somethings lad with a muscular toned body and phat tight ass. Only about 20 minutes from his apartment he can no longer run because of the pressure and weight of his bowels. Swiftly walking he tries to hurry back home. 20 minutes turn to 10 but he is still in pain with the urge to shit and 10 more minutes til he’s back home. Finally he has made it to his apartments. The only thing he can think of is shitting. Once inside his apartment he makes his way straight to his bathroom. Paying attention to nothing but holding his bowels, he makes it to his bathroom and gets his pants down then sits straight down and releases all hell. This all happened so quickly that Jamil has no time to realize that the lid of his toilet seat was still down. There he sat uncontrollably shitting all over the lid of his toilet seat. With no where for the shit to go, it just spread all over the seat. Puddling underneath his rested ass and spilling onto the floor. It felt so good to finally release his load but the mess he made was out of this world. Once he’d finished shitting, Jamil stood up to examine the damage. Shit was literally everywhere. All over the back of the toilet and floor. All he could do was clean up his mess and carry on about his day. Took him about an hour to fully clean up though. Even though he had made a huge mess in his bathroom, he was still glad that he didn’t shit his pants.