****** Bagging a Bagger ******
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Bagging a Bagger


The kid at the checkout counter bagging the groceries was giving me a big smile
and I smiled back. I had not seem him there before, I would have remembered
this one. He had short, dark brown hair and light brown eyes, a bit shorter
than I am at 6 feet. As he was helping me out to my car with the bags his well
developed ass was twitching in front of me. He put the bags in the trunk and
flashed me another big smile. I couldn't resist.

"Are you by any chance over 18 yet?", I ask, fully expecting him to say no.

"Yeah," he answered, "I graduated from high school last month. I turned 18 last
February. Why?"

"Then how about I give you my number and you can call me sometime when you're
feeling homey?", I flipped back to him, steeling myself for a nasty 'I ain't no
fag' comeback.

"Cool," was all he said. Sometimes I think I'm getting too paranoid as I get
older. I know when I was his age, I jumped at such offers. Especially in this
podunk town.

I gave him my phone number and he said his name was Sean, and that he'd call
real soon. I thought, yeah right, probably a fucking tease looking for a tip.
Jeez I've gotten cynical. But I know I must be pretty obvious around this town
with my earring, leather jacket, boots, and brown hanky. And I was sure to
flash him my huge ringed tits out the sides of my tank top when we were
talking. So the kid should have a clue I'm not interested in some quick milk
toast romp. He must have seen my dick bulging down my jeans leg dripping precum
through the material too. I'm not real subtle. I'm in my late thirties, blond,
blue eyes, and a killer body. I used to hustle for years and love really nasty
sex. Recently, I've been developing a taste for kids. I never cared much for
them before, but you find one that wants to be corrupted and shown the ways of
pure filth, and I tell you, its a fucking turn on.

Sean called later that afternoon to tell me he was off work and had a hard on
thinking about me. I told him I was pretty wild in what I liked to do and he
thought it sounded interesting. I'd show him interesting. I gave him the
address and he was there in 15 minutes.

I opened the door dressed in chaps, boots and nothing else, my 9" dick hanging
out half hard. I yanked him in and shoved his mouth onto my right tit and told
him to start sucking. He gave in completely and started moaning.

I took him into the living room. "Get your fucking clothes off, faggot, and
then crawl over here," I barked, leaning back in a chair. I lit up a cigarette
and enjoyed watching him undress. He had a terrific body, lean and smooth, and
his cock popped out rock hard when he took off his underwear. He got down on
his knees in front of me and stared at my dick. You'd think he'd never seen one
before.

He bent his head down and took my dick in his mouth. I cuffed the side of his
head firmly, "I didn't say you could touch it, fag boy. You do what I fucking
tell you to do, understand?". He gave me that little hurt look, but shook his
head he understood.

"Now, give that big dick head a nice sloppy kiss," I ordered. He gave me a hot
smooch on my rod. "Lick it all over, get it real wet for me."

After my shaft was coated with his spit I grabbed it with my hand and scooted
my butt out off the end of the chair. He looked up at me and I stared back at
him as I slowly took a drag off my cig. "I want to feel that mouth of yours on
my shit hole, faggot. Get down there and make it feel good."

He got his face down by my hole and took a big sniff. He moaned and grabbed his
cock. "You like that smell, faggot?", I taunted, knowing I was probably already
pushing this kid a bit too far, but not really caring much. My hole was super
rank. I hadn't shit all day on purpose, holding it in until I could get some
fag down there under me who would appreciate it. I was sure there was the tip
of a hard turd sticking out of my shitter. He nodded his head up and down
furiously in answer to my question.

"You know what that smell is, don't you, queer?", I asked.

He nodded again.

"Let me hear you say it, faggot, what do you smell down there?", I teased.

A long pause. "Your shit, Sir," he finally answered, looking me in the eye.

"You like the smell of my shit, boy? Good. Then put your tongue out and give my
hole a nice big lick with it," I said, jutting my ass upwards a bit off the
chair.

He lapped my ass crack several times and I knew he was running his tongue over
the turd end that was sticking out a bit. "Show me that fucking tongue of
yours, boy". He opened his mouth and showed me his now brown tongue. There was
my hot brown shit smeared on his young pink tongue. I could have shot my load
right then, but I wasn't nearly done with this little faggot.

"You like the taste too, fag? You like having my hot shit on your tongue?", I
panted, totally turned on.

"Yes, Sir," he answered.

"You see what's sticking out of my shit hole, boy? Tell me what you see there",
I said.

"Your turd, Sir," he answered, licking his lips and pulling on his cock.

This kid was really into this scene. "That's right, faggot, that's my fucking
hot man shit. That's one of my beautiful turds, boy, I saved it up just for
you. Now show me what a hot little fucker you are. Put your lips around the end
of that turd and suck on it. Suck on it real good."

The kid's mouth was on my hole in a flash, tonguing and sucking at that turd.
"Yeah, faggot, you're doing so good on that I'm going to give you some more." I
began pushing the whole turd out into the kid's eager mouth. "Just take it,
kid, take that big long turd in your mouth. Just let me take a crap right in
your fucking mouth, boy." I put my hand on the back of his head to make sure he
took the whole log of shit.

When I'd finished pumping that log into his mouth I pulled his head up. The end
of a nice firm log was sticking out between his full, shit smeared lips. He
looked so fucking gorgeous with my shit hanging out of his mouth. He had a hot,
crazed look on his face and his cock was bobbing all over the place. The next
step was too much to pass up now.

"You're going to eat that turd for me now, aren't you, boy? Come on. Show me
how much you love my shit, fag, eat it." I took him over to the couch and sat
him down next to me. I could tell by the look on his face he was in trouble. He
hadn't thought this far yet. But I've turned enough guys into shiteaters to
know all it takes is the right amount of coaxing and patience to get them
hooked on eating my shit for me. If you can get them to eat your shit the first
time, they'll be back again and again. I was determined at this point that Sean
was going to become one of my hot little shit eaters. I wanted to feed this boy
on a regular basis.

I pulled the turd out of his mouth with my hand and jammed a bottle of poppers
under his nose. "Just relax, kid, we'll take it nice and slow. My shit is going
to become your food now, boy. You're going to fucking love eating my shit for
me. Its the best shit in town and you'll be eating it all. You're one lucky
little queer boy, getting fed shit at your age. Most guys don't get it until
they're my age. You'll have so many men wanting to feed you shit they'll have
to take a number."

The poppers had the desired effect and he was moaning and stroking his cock
again. I rubbed the turd in my hand against his lips. "Open that mouth and bite
off a small piece, boy, just a little bit to start with." He did and began
chewing on it.

"Now toss that shit to the back of your mouth and swallow it down real fast," I
coached, hoping he wouldn't gag.

He swallowed my shit like a fucking pro. I rubbed his stomach. "Good boy. Now
take a bigger chunk this time. Just get into being a shiteater, boy. That's all
you have to think about. Just think about that nice hot shit you're eating.
That's my turd you're chewing on, fag. Show me how much you love it." I stuck
the poppers under his nose again and he chomped an inch off that turd and
started swallowing. I kept the poppers to his nose and he took the rest of the
turd in his hand and really chowed down on it, biting off hunks and wolfing it.
Yep, another fag converted to shiteating, I thought.

He looked up at me as he licked his fingers clean. He face had hardly any shit
on it. He'd eaten everything. "How about something to wash that down with?" I
asked, not waiting for an answer. I stood up and poked my dick in his mouth. I
handed him the poppers and began pissing. I like taking a long slow piss in a
fag's mouth after he's eaten my shit. "Drink it, queer. You're my fucking
toilet today. I'm going to feed you all my piss and shit, so I hope you're
hungry."

After swallowing my 5" turd and drinking a pint of my piss, Sean leaned back on
the couch with a satisfied sigh. "You're one intense dude, man. Can I have one
of your cigs?". I couldn't help but laugh at him. He was definitely going to be
eating my shit regularly if I had anything to say about it, which I intended
to.

We took a break and each had a smoke. I got a beer and brought out my rimseat.
He had never seen or heard of one before.

"Why don't you crawl under that seat and show me what you're good for, fag boy.
I want to feel that tongue of yours digging for shit, understand?

Like I said, you're my toilet today, and I'm not done using you yet." He obeyed
quickly and my hole was getting worked on like crazy.

"You ready for more man turds, boy? I'll take it real slow so you can eat it as
we go. Take a hit off the poppers if you need to. Just remember, you're eating
all of my shit for me. I began opening up my chute. I had a big load packed up
inside me ready for this faggot to feast on.

I could tell from the smell that he was starting to get my shit in his mouth
again. I watched his throat muscles as he gulped it down, knowing my shit was
coating his young pretty boy insides all the way to his guts. I thought about
him shitting out my turds the next time he crapped and got really turned on.
"Yeah, boy, I love pumping my shit into you like this. This is what boys like
you were born for. To eat my fucking shit. Pretty soon I'll have you eating me
out every day. You'll crave my shit. It'll be your food." This all had him
squirming and swallowing in a frenzy.

I upped the pace and really started force feeding my turds into him. "Keep the
poppers to your nose and open your fucking mouth. I want to lay a big fat turd
straight down your throat, faggot."

The turd was a monster. I lifted off the seat so I could see it before I sat on
his lips and pushed that log out and into him. He gagged, but I kept pushing
out, filling his mouth with all the shit I had left in me. His cheeks
ballooned, but I didn't give a fuck. I wanted to crap in this kids mouth good.
I stood up over him and looked down at him struggling to eat my shit. I decided
to be a little mean. I lit a cig and watched him gagging on my monster turd. I
pulled on my dick and after a while bent down over him and inserted my rod into
his already packed mouth and began fucking my shit down his throat. I knew he
couldn't breathe and shit was starting to bubble out his nose but I had to get
off so I held him down and kept shoving my swollen dick into his shit packed
throat. I didn't care if he passed out or choked to death on my turd at this
point, he was going to swallow all my shit and I was going to blow my load in
there along with it.

I took a final drag on my cig and grabbed the kid by the side of his head with
my hands. I shoved my dick all the way in and clamped down on his head with my
thighs laying all my weight on his face. He was convulsing under me, my shit
snorting out of his nose. I felt his cum hitting my back in rivulets and I
fired off my cum load into him. Then I pulled back a little and let some of my
piss flow into his mouth and listened to the gurgling sounds of the kid
drinking down my piss and shit slop.

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