Brown Fun

Scat is a fetish most people would be disgusted by. In fact, I used to be like that until I began playing with my shit at 18. I wanted to find guys to pig out with but I think my looks make it a bit difficult. My face isn't ugly but I am not a hot guy either. I am a black guy, tall and skinny.

I thought that maybe I won't be able to pig out with others for the rest of my life 

That however changed in August, a few weeks after my 20th birthday.

I was in the mall shopping for food when I had the urge to shit. Thankfully I didn't have anything in the cart yet so I went to one of the Mall's men's rooms. I entered the nearest open stall and I sat down on the toilet, I could see two feet under the stall at my left, I payed it no mind as my butt met the toilet, as soon as that happened, my ass began to fart loudly, so loudly that probably the whole mall heard it. Embarrassed, I felt a long amount of diarrhea leaving my hole. The place stank, of both my farts and my diarrhea, but I had to admit that I enjoyed it, and this was obvious due to my huge hard on.

"Damn, that dump is stinky! Just like mine." A man said this, I supposed he was the one in the stall at my left. Then, I heard a huge fart, and holy shit that fart was even louder than mine, it smelled worse too, but I still enjoyed it, and my dick knew this since it was dripping a huge pool of precum. 

I heard loud plops and manly sighs after each plop, every single one of them contributing to the room's stink.

"Hey man!" He said. "Can you stink up the place more than me?" He ripped the fart of farts and that ass gas blew me away. It smelled worse that I expected it to, but I was sniffing loudly, jerking off furiously. "Yeah man, I can". And to prove it I farted with all my might, expelling long turds in the process, the fart was five minutes long, it was loud, like super loud, and it was accompanied by ten long turds. When I was done, the place's stink was intoxicating, but I loved it, and I didn't touch my dick scared that I'll cum before it's time.

The man at the other stall laughed. "Yes! You definitely can!" He ripped another fart which was ten minutes long, and when he was done, I saw a finger under the left stall, motioning me to enter the stall.

I quickly stood up, not caring about my unwiped asshole, I pulled up my white briefs and my jeans were sagging below my ass, I opened my stall's door and I knocked the left stall's door.

The stall's door opened and I was met with a handsome white guy who looked to be in his early twenties.

He licked his lips as he checked me out. And then he kisses me, his palm was on my nape as his tongue explored my mouth.

After the initial shock died out, lust took over me and I started to kiss back, our tongues exploring each other's mouths, saliva building up and soon dripping from our chins, our snot was dripping from our noses and when we pulled out from the kiss, our lips were connected with a trail of saliva, and lust was gleaming on our eyes. 

I accidentally let out a thirty-second belch.

"Of fuck!" The hot guy in front of me whispered. I heard him sniffing my burp. "Belch again please." I listened and a forty-second burp echoed in the restroom.

"Fuck yeah!" He said in pure lust. A bulge was forming in his jeans. 

He took my hand and led me inside his stall. He closed its door and then kissed me nastily. We swapped saliva back and forth as we pulled down our jeans and underwear.

We stopped our sloppy kiss and then this man asked me the dreaded question. "What's your name?"

My smarts were blinded by lust and I said my real name. "Chris."

"Mike." He whispered as he started to jerk off. "You're a nasty boy, I like that."

I jerked off as well.  "Yeah, you're nasty and I love it."

We looked at each other and Mike let out a huge burp. "Have more gas Chris?"

I shook my head no but that didn't stop this hottie from fingering my asshole.

"Damn I love unwiped assholes." He whispered lustily as his finger played with my shitty hole. "Do you at least have some shit?"

Again I shook my head no but Mike didn't care. "At least you didn't wipe, that's something. Come on Chris, finger my asshole."

I listened and damn, another man's unwiped shit hole felt so good to finger, specially a hot man's hole.

We jerked off for the next thirty minutes, fingering each other's holes. Every three minutes, we both ripped long farts, or let out huge burps, and the gallons of cum we let out was huge, honestly impressive.

Once we were done, we licked each other's shit-stained fingers, and after pulling up our underwear and me wearing my pants in order for them to sag under my ass, we exchanged numbers and promised to meet each other again.

We didn't smear, or eat our shit, but our nasty play in the Mall's stall was enough for me, and I couldn't wait to do it again.