It was late afternoon and DeceasedCrab was ambling about the convention center, occasionally stopping to examine some of the booths. It had been an exciting day and DC was starting to feel a bit tuckered out. After checking out one last booth, he headed back to his hotel room. When DC arrived and opened the door, he was surprised to find several young men sitting on his bed, all completely naked.
"What the heck are you guys doing in my room?" shouted DC. "Get out now before I call the police!" DeceasedCrab's face was red with rage, but the sight of such handsome young men started to make his dick hard.
"Please calm down, DC! We're just a couple of fans of yours, and we all wanted to give you a little gift as a way of thanking you for all the entertainment you have given us!" replied the stoutest of the 4 fanboys. "My name is Michael, and this," Mike pointed to a tall, blonde fellow on the bed, "is Philip. The guy with the muscles over there is William, and the black guy is named Tyrell."
"Yo mistuh Dee See, you gots to take yo clothes off so we can give you our gift! Word!" said Tyrell. DeceasedCrab gave a small nod and began to remove his clothing. At this point his dick was rock hard and throbbing, and his pale skin reflected the afternoon light. His body was ready.
"Alright DC, get down on your knees and we'll give you our gift!" instructed Michael. DeceasedCrab did as he was told and got down on his knees. He then began to fondle his balls in preparation for what was to come. The 4 young men gathered in a circle around DC. "Okay guys, are you ready? On my mark, we'll all give him the gift! 1... 2... 3... GO!"
Michael, Philip, William, and Tyrell began to pee on DeceasedCrab. Streams of delicious golden liquid streamed down DC's face and the rest of his body. The sensation was exquisite and DeceasedCrab began to jerk himself off. He had never done this sort of thing before, but he was loving every second of it. "Hells yeah nigguh, I think he be enjoyin' it yo!" mused Tyrell. The other young men chuckled and continued peeing on DC.
DeceasedCrab was masturbating harder and faster. He was getting close to his climax. As the streams of piss began to waver and die, DC groaned and began to cum. "Oh, yes! Ohhhhh, yes! Yes! HUZZAH!" shouted DC as the cum spurted from his dick. By the time the young men had fully stopped peeing, there was a huge puddle of semen on the floor in front of DeceasedCrab. Once the orgasm stopped wracking his body, DC stood up and said, "That was great you guys. Now, let me give you a little something in return."
DeceasedCrab then squatted over the puddle of jizz and began to push out a turd. With a groan and a fart, the turd plopped itself in the puddle. The young men gasped. "Thank you, DeceasedCrab!" shouted Michael. The fanboys then prostrated themselves before the cum puddle and began to take turns eating DeceasedCrab's fragrant turd. They loved eating DC's shit and before long they were all cumming! DeceasedCrab watched the young men and smiled. Just another day in the life.
THE END