Subject: Ah yes, CONTENT...
Date: 04 Feb 1998 00:00:00 GMT
From: Teraflops <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Organization: Rochester Institute of Technology
Got this a couple of days ago via email. I figured it was just
disgusto-amusing enough for alt.slack:
Subject: Fwd: holy shit
A few years ago, while browsing around the library downtown, I
had to take a piss. As I entered the john a big beautiful all-American
football hero type, about twenty five, came out of one of the
booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye
as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was "straight"
and married -- and in any case I was sure I wouldn't have a chance
As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping
there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm
from his sturdy young ass. I found not only the smell but the shit
He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind.
Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had
been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and
ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine
inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as a man's wrist. I knelt
before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I
should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a
heavy rimmer and had lapped up more than one little clump of shit, but
that had been just an inevitable part of eating ass and not an end in
Of course I'd had jerkoff fantasies of devouring great loads of
it (what rimmer hasn't), but I had never done it. Now, here I was,
confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my
eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been
hatched from the asshole of the world's handsomest young stud. Why
not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it
from breaking. I lifted it to my nose.
It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling),
yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk
turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract? I gave it
a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled. I've
found since then that shit nearly almost does.
I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far
into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big brown cock,
beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and
bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet
To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had
chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I
chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of
I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and
they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate
it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily
down my throat. My only regret was the donor of this feast wasn't there
to wash it down with his piss.
I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped
palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more
delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer.
But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for
me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I
tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my hankercheif, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the
shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever
unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an
unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not
using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held
inm my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid
shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours.
I must have had six orgasms in the process.
I often think of that lovely young guy dropping solid gold
out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it
could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful shiteater.
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I don't know, I think there's some symbolic meaning to this fucking
shit, but I'll leave that for somebody else to find...