i got a sugarcane
(m/m, kink, heed tags)
Prout, laying in bed next to Pip, the both of them naked like always, wakes up with a groggy gasp. Pip is still in a deep sleep, so Prout mumbles to himself.
"Makin' brown... Making brown!"
Prout grins, sleepy, and he wakes Pip up by reaching over and fondling Pip's smooth balls. When Pip opens his eyes, pushing his hips up, Prout smiles even wider.
"I'm pooping!"
His announcement isn't alarmed or upset, but, instead, very excited. He sounds proud of himself.
It's no secret that Prout has been wanting to sleep-shit ever since Pip shat the bed a few weeks ago. Pip had woken up early in the morning to a soft pile of poop between his legs, some of a turd still nestled in his asshole, smudging his asscheeks and taint. Prout had been happy for Pip and also wildly jealous, and he has been trying all kinds of methods to poop while he slept, but hadn't managed it yet. He'd farted a ton through the night, but he always woke up before he was able to pass anything more solid than gas.
Pip smiles at him, happy and encouraging, and takes a sniff of the air, the stench of which all but confirms Prout's gleeful claims.
"I'm laying cable in bed! And I started while I was asleep! I did it! I'm doing it!" Prout exclaims. He kicks the blanket off and spreads his legs and yep, there's a turd sticking out of his anus. "Look, Pip!"
Pip grins and turns on his bedside lamp to give him a better view of the show Prout is so kindly putting on for him. Once he can see, he keeps his eyes fixed on Prout's busy butthole, and he reaches a hand over to lift up Prout's heavy, hairy ballsack, giving himself a better view of Prout's pooping stinkhole while getting to enjoy playing with Prout's nutsack.
"It's a big one!" Prout exclaims, his voice filled with wonder. "It's coming out all by itself! I'm not even pushing, Pip! It's a big, juicy log turding out of my hole! Look!"
Pip looks on, mesmerized, as another inch of Prout's log presses out of his stretched anus. He fondles Prout's big balls in appreciation.
"How's it feel? Did it wake you up?"
Prout grunts and moans as he continues to empty his bowels, the first big, harder turd ending and quickly being followed by a second, softer one. He's never been able to sleep through the beginning press of a poop starting to turtle before, so this is quite an accomplishment for him.
"Oh, it's so good! It feels so... intense!" Prout gasps, his eyes fluttering, "I can't believe I'm actually doing this! I've been trying for weeks!"
His anus twitches, a wet fart blurbing out along the soft shit log, and Prout sighs happily, hips squirming.
"I started dreaming that I was shitting, and I woke up, and I could feel it in my anus! I could feel the poop pressing out, like, two inches!" Prout explains, eager, still pooping, and he bites his lip, his penis flexing. It's resting against his thigh, pink and mostly soft. "I think I gotta make yellow, too!"
Pip giggles happily, gently squeezing Prout's ballsack, playing with his nuts as he nods encouragingly.
"You should take a piss!" Pip insists, "Here, you want some encouragement?"
With a final tug, Pip lets go of Prout's balls and, keeping his eyes fixed on the way he's still turding away against the bed they're sharing, he moves so his nude ass is more visible to Prout. Pip uses his hands to spread his buttcheeks, flashing Prout his furled little asshole and smooth crack. Then, Pip farts, loud and sharp.
"Ha! I farted!" Pip grins again, winking his smooth, pink-brown bung at his friend, "Doesn't that make you wanna go pee-pee?"
Prout gasps and laughs, and his pooping speeds up a little as he gazes longingly at Pip's hole. He grins, and his penis visibly jerks against his thigh like it might start getting hard.
"Fuck, man, yeah, that makes me wanna piss!" Prout exclaims happily, his mostly-soft penis starting to leak warm piss, and he grins and sighs.
"Hell yeah!" Pip encourages, reaching back over to take Prout's nuts in hand again, "Look at you go, man!"
Prout giggles and nods, spreading his legs even more. He's clearly thrilled, and he squeezes his butthole closed, which cuts his snaking turd off. When his hole yawns back open, he keeps right on pooping in the bed. His penis keeps pissing away, too.
"How's it feel?" Pip asks again, still fondling Prout's heavy balls.
"It's so good, man," Prout gasps, "I'm fucking doing it, I'm shitting the bed, and I started while I was asleep!"
He finishes with a wet fart and a final, messy blob of poop that splats in the mess in the bed built up between his thighs. He closes his eyes dreamily, his whole body relaxing now that he's no longer got to focus on pushing out the last of his dump, and he sighs as he tunes back into the feeling of his penis still spraying urine against the sheets.
"Dude," Pip groans, "that was so hot..." He's still got a hand on Prout's balls, and his other hand is fumbling with his half-hard cock.
"Oh my God," Prout gasps, his eyes still closed as his stream finally ends, "I can't fucking wait to do that again."
