****** Weekend at the Lake by proflew@villagenet.com ******
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Weekend at the Lake


Danny and I had been on the road for several hours. We were heading from the
city up to my small, lakeside cabin. I had purchased it during the winter as a
restful getaway, and had paid a local contractor for some renovations. This was
to be my first weekend, however, and I had invited Danny. We had met at a bar
when I was sitting on the floor in the bathroom next to the urinal, and Danny
obliged by emptying his golden man piss into my mouth. We struck up a
friendship and had discussed mutual raunch, but had not gotten together again
for sex. Now we faced a weekend together with no holds barred.

Finally we arrived. I had to piss something fierce, so, as Danny was getting
out of the car, I went over to him, unzipped, pulled out my dick, and started
to let my piss fly. He quickly kneeled down to get my juice in his mouth. He
slurped some, then I pulled out of his mouth and pointed my stream all over his
head, then on his whole body. He was still kneeling and opened his mouth to
capture more. Finally the flow ebbed and Danny stood up. He unbuckled his
jeans, pulled down his shorts and hauled out his massive, uncut dick. He then
reached down, opened my fly, inserted his horse cock in, and let loose,
flooding my boxers with his piss cascading down the inside of my jeans and
making a puddle on the ground. Before he was finished he cut the flow, put his
dick back in his pants, and finished up wetting himself.

Soaking wet and sporting boners we unpacked the car and went into the cabin.
From the outside it was nothing special. Even as we walked in there was nothing
fancy: a living room and kitchen, which looked perfectly ordinary. But in the
back I had joined both bedrooms and the bathroom into one large, tiled room
looking out onto the lake. The contractor thought it was very strange but
didn't ask any questions. So now I had one large room with a sink, toilet and
shower stall in the corner and floor drain in the middle. There was a large bed
in the other part of the room and that was about it.

I quickly made the bed with plastic sheets in preparation for the rest of the
weekend. Then we went outside and took a look around. It was just twilight and
we could see lights from other houses and cabins around the lake, but nothing
nearby. We both pulled off our piss- wet jeans and t - shirts and ran into the
lake for a swim. The water was still cold and we splashed each other and had a
good time. Finally we came out of the water, our underwear dripping onto the
ground. Danny stopped, stood still for a moment, and started to piss into his
briefs. I did the same, letting my boxers absorb what little they could, the
rest flowing onto the ground. We pulled against each other and started to kiss,
our bodies hugging each other as we also continued to piss. Finally we finished
pissing, gave one last kiss, and walked back to the cabin.

We shucked our shorts on the porch and walked in naked. We had bought food in
town so we put some burgers on the stove and had a light meal, with a couple of
beers each. We quickly cleaned up and moved into the living room where we put a
movie into the VCR and settled on the sofa to cuddle. The movie was an action
thriller and, by the time it was over, we were tired from our long day. We went
into the bedroom, stood near the floor drains, and pissed on each other. Then
Danny and I hopped into bed where we cuddled and quickly fell asleep.

By the time I woke up it was daylight. I needed to piss something fierce so I
got out of bed and turned to Danny, who was still sleeping. I turned my man
hose on him and let loose. He quickly woke up yelling and I aimed into his open
mouth. That shut him up! I moved over and put my dick into his mouth and he
drank my bitter morning piss down his gullet. Then I got down on my knees and
he stood up and gave me his morning piss. It must have been gallons! When we
were done we pulled on some underwear and went into the kitchen to make
breakfast. Danny started the coffee while I got ready to make bacon and eggs.

A few minutes later someone knocked on the front door. Forgetting I was only
wearing boxer shorts and smelled of man-piss I went over and opened it up.
Standing on the other side was Ron, the contractor who had fixed up the cabin.
I had forgotten that he said he would stop by this morning for his final
payment. I quickly apologized for answering the door in my shorts but he said
not to worry, if a guy couldn't be free in his own home what was this world
coming to anyway?

I should tell you about Ron. Very tall, long black hair sweeping past his
shoulders and a moustache to match well built without being too heavy or too
muscular. I drooled every time I saw him but, in this type of small community,
was not about to make a pass. Today he was wearing jeans and a denim shirt to
match.

Then Danny came out of the kitchen. He was wearing only his briefs and appeared
to have a boner. I saw Ron's mouth drop, then he quickly turned to Danny and
said "Need help with that?" got down on his knees and put his mouth over
Danny's hardening cock inside his briefs. He started licking and sucking,
quickly making the white cotton translucent, outlining Danny's hard rod. I
stepped over next to Danny with my dick poking through the fly of my boxers and
Ron transferred his lips from Danny's organ to mine. He took most of the shaft
into his mouth, then backed off and started licking the tip.

Working slowly, he took more and more back into his mouth until my eight inches
were past his lips and down his throat. Danny, in the meantime, had turned to
me and he and I had locked lips, my hands roaming down to fondle Danny's hard
rod through the wet briefs.

Before he took me over the edge I pulled out of Ron's mouth and pulled him up.
Ron, Danny and I all embraced, a three-way lip lock filled with need and
desire, bodies rubbing against bodies. We rubbed and probed Danny and I
sporting hard-ons in our shorts; Ron's rock-hard member could be felt in his
jeans. Finally we drew apart and went into the kitchen for coffee.

We sat down and Ron started to tell us about himself. He was 32, and had spent
his summers at the lake since he was a child. After college he moved up
fulltime and started a small construction business. He mostly worked by
himself, hiring a helper as needed. He had built a house for himself on his
parent's property but did say it was awkward to entertain guys during the
summer when a whole swarm of relatives descended on him, the overflow often
having to stay in his house.

He did not have a boyfriend or any regular sex buddies or even gay friends; the
nearest gay bar was almost two hours away. He spent a lot of time corresponding
by e-mail but didn't get anywhere enough sex. He did comment that he thought
the helper who worked on my cabin was also gay, but he wasn't sure. The he
asked me why I had combined the rooms and had them tiled.

He wanted to know if I intended to put in a hot tub, and why had I put the
bathroom in the open like that? I figured this was no time to mince words. I
told him that I was into shit and piss and intended to use the cabin for messy
weekends. When I said that his eyes lit up. "You know," he said. "The coffee is
beginning to work. And you both smell like piss already. Maybe it's time to see
how well the room is made?"

Well, Danny and I didn't need to be told twice. We got up and went into the
playroom, and Ron stopped for a moment to shuck his pants and shirt. He kept on
his a-shirt and boxer briefs, but we could now see the outline of a VERY large
piece of meat in his underwear. He followed us into the room, stood in the
middle, squatted down, and started to grunt and groan, dropping large brown
turds into the seat of his underwear. The seat filled up and still he pushed
more out as the brown logs pushed around his balls. Finally he stopped and
stood up and, as he did, started pissing in his shorts. I quickly bent down and
put my mouth on the cotton, drinking in the flow until it ebbed and stopped.

Then Danny put his hand inside of Ron's shorts and pulled out a handful of
shit. He put some on my nipples and put his hand inside Ron's T-shirt and
painted his nipples as well.

Now Ron reached his hand back and took out more of the shit and painted Danny's
chest. Finally he pulled down the boxer briefs and stepped out of them, then
pushed them onto my chest and then Danny's, spreading the shit around until
there was a layer on each of us. Then Danny said he had to shit and Ron lay
down on his back. Danny squatted over Ron and dropped his first turd; it was
over a foot long, then two smaller ones. Before he stood up he pissed directly
into Ron's mouth.

Then it was my turn. Well, in anticipation of the weekend I had managed not to
drop a load the day before, so now my ass was as full as it could be. I also
stood over Ron and dropped a second pile on his chest; I must have shit five
pounds of logs. While I was still shitting Ron told me to move closer to his
face and, before I knew it, he put his tongue right into my rosy hole just as I
was pushing out another brown log; he opened his mouth and took the whole six
inch log in!

Finally I was done. I turned around and spread out on top of Ron, belly against
belly. The huge pile of shit was being squished between us, coating each of us
with a layer of messy, smelly brown dung. The aroma was intoxicating. Danny got
down on the floor and gently pushed me over on my back next to Ron, then he
climbed on top of both of us and spread the shit around more. Finally he pulled
himself up to Ron and started to kiss him, tasting the log of my shit, which
was still in Ron's mouth and was only starting to melt.

Danny bit off a couple of inches of the shit log and moved it over to my ready
mouth, where I tasted my own shit and we locked lips, passing the log back and
forth as it slowly melted. Then the three of us stood up and joined all our
tongues, passing shit back and forth from one to the other until the log had
finally melted and been swallowed. Now Ron told me to get down on my stomach.
His dick was eight inches of uncut man meat, and he rubbed shit all over it.
Then he rubbed some more on my asshole, although there was still some left from
my dump. Without any preliminaries he then took his brown covered cock and
pushed it all the way into my hole, pushing in the eight inches all at once. I
yelled out with the suddenness of his movement, but the shit was such a good
lubricant that there was no pain. Ron started to hump me, in, out, in out, in.
As he worked into a rhythm Danny stood over us and started to piss, his liquid
gold mixing with the shit all over, creating a muddy, stinking mess. It was
wild. When he was done pissing he started stroking his seven inches with shit
and Ron fucked me.

The scene was just too much. In just a couple of minutes Ron screamed "I'm
coming" and I felt his seed spill in my ass. At the same time Danny yelled and
his milky nectar flew out of his piss slit and onto Ron's back. I felt myself
coming against the tile floor without even touching myself.

Slowly we relaxed. But Ron did not pull out of my ass even as his dick
softened, and soon I felt him pissing up my hole, releasing more of his golden
nectar. Finally, when he was done, he pulled out and we both stood up. But I
couldn't move and tried to clench my sphincter so as not to release any of the
piss enema. I started to cramp, told Ron and Danny to quickly get on the floor
and, just as they did, let loose with a torrent of piss mixed with more shit.
It flooded out over both of them; I quickly got down and rubbed in the mess.
But we had all cum already and knew that the weekend was only beginning, so we
finally relaxed.

Ron said he had errands and things to do during the day but we invited him back
for dinner and a night of sex. He asked if we were going to clean up but Danny
and I both said no, we were just going to pull on some underwear over our shit
covered dicks and walk around like that all day. Ron, however, had to clean up
so he got under the showerhead and washed off, Danny and I both cursing all
that beautiful shit going down the drain. But Ron promised there would be more
later, and he would be prepared for a whole night of piss, shit and cum.

Danny and I didn't actually stay covered with shit all day. It was a beautiful
day and we went swimming naked, which washed most of the shit off. But when we
came out of the water we put back our shorts, which were covered in shit and
piss and made sure we, pissed again in them.

Ron returned about 5:00. Imagine our surprise when someone got out of the
passenger side of Ron's pickup. The stranger was about 21, tall and thin,
short, light brown hair. Ron quickly introduced him as Ricky, the helper he had
mentioned earlier. On a hunch, he stopped by to talk to Ricky and caught Ricky
jerking off, and Ricky didn't stop when he saw Ron. Ron quickly stopped him,
however, and told him that he could be part of a foursome if he wanted. Ricky
admitted he had had plenty of man sex before, but had never done piss or scat.
But he had always gotten a hard-on watching another man piss so he was pretty
sure he was going to like it.

We moved inside and Ron and Ricky removed their outer clothes. Ron was wearing
the same cruddy boxer briefs, which had been the focus of this morning's
session. Ricky was wearing jockeys, stained yellow and with plenty of skid
marks. He admitted that it was the only pair he owned and he never washed them;
after about six months he simply threw them out and bought another. Danny
passed around beer and we drank up, anticipating that shortly we would recycle
the beer and more. After a few minutes we moved into the playroom. This time we
just stood in a circle and everyone hauled out their cocks; we all started to
piss and to spray each other from head to foot, laughing while we did so.
Soaking wet, we went back into the kitchen, grabbed more beers, and started to
get dinner ready. It was a simple dinner: steaks on the grill, baked beans,
salad. Dessert was coffee, in preparation for the rest of the evening. After
dinner we moved back into the playroom.

Ron suggested we move the VCR into the room; we put it in a corner where we
could see it but it would not get wet. I put in one of my shit tapes and we
started to watch. We took the mattress off the bed and put it on the floor; Ron
and Danny stretched out on it. Then Ricky and I stood over them and, without
removing our underwear, let loose with piss. When we were done we exchanged
places and Ron and Danny did the same to Ricky and me. We had another beer and
then Ron hauled his massive dick out of his shorts and sprayed all of us with
more piss. He then pulled off his filthy boxer briefs, squatted down over my
chest, and started to drop a log of shit that had to be at least a foot long.
Two more large logs, solid and brown followed it, which started to pile up on
my chest. Then it was Ricky's turn. He just pulled down his jockeys, giving us
a glimpse of his hard eight inches. Then he turned around and showed me his
rosy crown. It was crusted in dried shit. It started to pucker and Ricky
started to groan. Then, ever so slowly, the hole opened up and the tip of a
brown turd started to emerge. Ricky squirmed and pushed, and a log finally
pushed out, landing on my chest right next to Ron's pile.

Ricky's shit was softer in consistency so it came out in smaller pieces, but
the volume was quite impressive. He finally finished and Danny came over. He
hunkered down with his asshole right above my face and I put my lips to it,
sticking my tongue through the muscled sphincter and up into his opening. I
could taste bits of his shit from the morning and then I hit pay dirt: a solid
log. I licked with the end of my tongue and blew air into his hole; Danny
started to push and his brown log passed from his asshole into my waiting
mouth. It wasn't too big and I clamped down, holding it in. Danny then adjusted
his position slightly and dropped a load of soft, mushy shit onto my body. But
before he was quite done he moved back to my face and let the last of his runny
mess flood out of his hole onto my face, while I still held his first log in my
mouth.

Now my body was covered in shit. Quickly Ron bent down, scooped up some with
his hand, and started painting it on Danny's chest. Ricky simply climbed on top
of me and rubbed his body against mine, pushing the shit between us. Then he
moved up to my lips, forced them open with his, and took the end of the shit
log still in my mouth. We both sucked on it, then Ricky forced his tongue into
my mouth, finally mashing the shit log. We kissed, smashing the shit in our
mouths, swallowing some, passing more back and forth. Finally I couldn't
breathe and drew apart, quickly swallowing the shit that was melting in my
mouth. Quickly Ron came over, stuck his hard eight inches uncut rod into my
mouth and, even with an erection, let loose a stream of piss. Danny quickly did
the same to Ricky, allowing us both to wash down the shit with a "piss chaser."

Ron and Danny joined us on the floor, and we all started rubbing the shit
around all over. The other three were naked; I was still wearing my boxers. But
they had shit so much that we each were able to paint a layer on us from our
necks to our balls, and my face was already brown from Danny's glop. We worked
the shit around, on our selves and each other, laughing. By now all four of us
were rock hard, our rods sticking out and getting ready for action. Danny then
bent over and started sucking on Ricky's brown covered love pole, washing it
with his spit. My mouth still had some shit in it and I really just put some
back on his dick. Then Ron rubbed some more shit on his dick, turned me over,
and placed his throbbing uncut member at the entrance to my hole. He pushed in
and, for the second time that day, started fucking me.

Danny pushed Ricky on his back, made sure Ricky's dick had plenty of brown
lube, and then sat on his dick until Ricky's eight inches were in Danny's
filthy, messy hole up to the balls. Danny started working Ricky's cock with his
ass, up and down, while he pumped his own man pole with more of the shit.

Now there was hard, brown fucking. Brown, messy shit is a better lube than any
commercial preparation, and Ron rode my ass in and out, my sphincter clenching
his hard rod and pulling him in, then releasing him. I could feel his eight-
inch tube hitting my prostate again and again as we both started to moan with
pleasure. At the same time Danny continued to ride Ricky's shitty dick like a
cowboy riding a horse (with which Ricky's dick shared many attributes!), riding
him up and down while stroking his own boner with some of the brown shit. The
tempo picked up, faster and faster, Ron, Danny and Ricky all started to go over
the edge. Finally Ricky yelled out "Ride 'em cowboy!" and he spilled his milky
cum into Danny's ass, Danny at the same time spurting out his jet of cum on
Ricky's chest to mix with all the shit. Ron's grunting and moaning had
increased and now he went "Aaarrrggghh" and I could feel his cum spurting into
my ass, filling my already full hole even more.

We collapsed but weren't quite done. Danny continued to sit on Ricky's
softening dick, his own becoming flaccid, and then slowly started to piss a
stream all over Ricky's body. Ricky opened his mouth and took as much of the
flow as he could handle. Ron, at the same time, relaxed his dick in my ass
without withdrawing. Then, for the second time that day, he pissed a stream of
piss right into my ass; another piss enema mixing with a ton of shit which was
still waiting there. Even when he was done Ron did not pull out, staying in for
several minutes with his soft cock still plugging my hole, and I was starting
to get cramps.

Finally the four of us separated. It was now my turn; I told Ron and Danny to
lay down and I squatted over them, making sure my dick was covered with shit. I
pulled on my pud for all I could, relaxed my clenched hole, and released a
flood of piss and shit. The enema spilled out, covering their chests and their
faces, both of them opening their mouths to eat/drink as much as possible.

After the initial brown piss several logs of shit, mashed both by Ron's fuck
action and the piss enema, followed, Ron and Danny each taking some in their
mouths. At the same time Ricky stood over us and released a jet stream of piss,
all over our heads and concentrating on me fisting my dick. It was just too
much, and I lost it, spilling my cum and letting it fly all over the faces of
Ron and Danny, mixing with the shit and piss. Finally my bladder and bowels
were empty, and Ron and Danny were chewing on the contents. I stood up, and
Ricky bent down and started to lick my ass, using his tongue to clean my hole
and being rewarded with flecks of shit and piss still clinging to my ass hairs.
When he was satisfied the four of us rolled around on the floor, group hugging
and kissing, trading mouths of piss and shit, rolling in what was now a mess on
the floor, relaxing, laughing, carefree . We fell asleep that way. At some
point during the night each of us woke up and sprayed the others with a fresh
stream of piss. But we were so exhausted that the sun was long up when we
awakened, bodies untangled, still covered in a residue of shit and wallowing in
a puddle of yellow and brown mess. We kissed good morning, mouths smelling like
cesspools, then got up.

Breakfast was on the agenda. We had coffee, toast, bacon and eggs. Our coffee
quickly worked wonders, and we were soon back in the playroom. This time the
amount of shit was less, but just as much fun. Ricky shit directly into Danny's
mouth, then they traded it back and forth as they kissed passionately. I was
only able to offer two small, semi-soft logs onto Ron's chest, but he eagerly
scooped them up, putting one in his mouth and one in mine, and then we mashed
them together with our tongues, allowing them to slowly melt in our mouths. Ron
and Danny then stood over Ricky and me and released more brown turds onto our
chests, followed by more piss. They then came down on the floor and again there
was a group rubbing and hugging.

Finally there was no more shit. We got up and went outside, covered with brown,
and ran down to the lake, where we jumped into the cold water and stated
swimming around and splashing each other, our sexual tension released and now
just four guys having fun. We finally emerged, looking and smelling a little
more civilized. We went back inside and hooked up a hose and cleaned the
playroom, finally finishing with soap and water on each other. Then it was time
for Danny and I to head back to the city for a long week of work, with promises
all around to be back the following weekend, and every weekend all summer, for
more wet and messy fun. And next weekend, Danny and I were sure, we would be
able to find a couple of friends from the city to join our little group.

But that's a story for another day...


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