WARNING: This fanfic includes scat and graphic sex. Don't like, don't read.
"..When was the last time you pooped?" Tyler giggled.
"Like...yesterday?" Kingsley blushed and covered his face with his hands.
"Oh my god, so you're like due! W-when is your game plan? While I'm here or when I go?" Tyler noted that the crotch of his pants were getting tighter. Shit. He had always been turned on by guys getting desperate to shit.
Eight hours, zero bathroom trips, and many shots later...
Tyler was horny as hell. He bent Kingsley over the couch in their secret love nest, and undid their trousers impatiently.
"Please Tyler…" Kingsley begged, "Give me a few minutes… I have to…" but Tyler didn't even listen. With a strong thrust he buried himself deep into his lover's ass. His cock touched something strange, and something mushy and hot engulfed the tip of his cock.
He waited a second before pulling himself out and gasped as he saw his rock-hard prick covered with dark brown poo. He was strongly aroused by this sight.
Fascinated, he watched himself fucking Kingsley hard and fast. The muddy feeling grew with every thrust, because his prick was spreading it everywhere, and as he came, his cock was completely covered with the dark and heavy smelling substance.
He shot his semen deep in Kingsley's ass and kneeled behind him. Ignoring the protests of his friend he spread his buttocks and licked over the smeared hole.
Tyler licked the ass greedily and got more exited as his own come dripped out, mixed with more poo.
Even after his climax he wasn't really satisfied and still horny. He sat on the couch and pulled Kingsley's hidden face out of the cushion. (Kingsley was very embarrassed about the whole situation.)
Without any warning, he thrust his still semi-hard cock against Kingsley's lips. "Clean it!" he ordered and with a triumphant smile, he shoved his dirty prick between Kingsley's luscious lips.
The other boy choked in disgust but Tyler's grip was merciless. He thrust deeper and Kingsley could only take it, even if he shuddered in revulsion. The longer he had the cock in his mouth the less bad it became… After the first shock he realized that it wasn't that bad and since he couldn't escape, he tried to enjoy it (at least kind of…).
Tyler was happy, because even if he had no problem forcing Kingsley, he preferred if his lover liked what he was doing.