Jonathan snuck in my bedroom late at night. He climbed through my window and was straddling my rib cage staring down at me before I even knew what was happening, before I could even react. I could feel the warmth of his thighs and ass through his jeans against my sides. Before I could say anything he put his finger against my lips. I could see, by feint moonlight, his grinning face, his glistening eyes. I remembered so vividly what he had done to me last time. Having me clean his shit caked ass with my tongue, actually forcing me to eat his poop… but had I not leaned in, just a little bit, when he was pushing my face between his sweaty, hairy cheeks? Had I not submitted, in the end?
He kept his finger against my lips, gently pressing his crotch into my bodyâ€”humping me slightly. â€œDidnâ€™t mean to scare you there little buddy,â€ he whispered leaning in, â€œbut I think this is what you want.â€ He winked and began slowly pulling down his jeans. He was still facing me but I could feel his naked hairy butt against my chest. His sweaty sack and uncut dick below my chin. â€œAnd I,â€ he drawled out softly, â€œJust want you,â€ he grunted and closed his eyes, â€œto be happy.â€ With that I felt a flurry of squishy warm poo shooting from his butt smashing up against my bare chest. I cringed. I could smell, immediately, the fowl smell of his fecal matter. I began opening my lips to speak, to say that it would get on my bed sheets but he immediately squeezed my lips together. â€œShhhhhhh,â€ he said, smiling. He started moving his butt around spreading the shit all over my chest. I could feel pieces of his poop falling off of me and onto the bed. â€œWhy donâ€™t you put that mouth to good use, huh?â€ he started stroking his big dick and shoved it into my mouth. As he got on his knees to better insert it I could feel the shit falling from his butt onto me. He reached behind him and grabbed a generous amount of poo and started rubbing it all over my face as he pumped my mouth with his, now, fully erect shaft. â€œThatâ€™s a good boy,â€ he whispered, his eyes closedâ€”a content expression painted across his face.
After he came he immediately flipped his body around and said, now in a more stern voice, â€œLick it all up, ok? I canâ€™t put them jeans on till its nice and clean up there.â€ His shit caked butt hovered above my face. My mouth was still full of cum and I could barely swallow it all before he reached around and began pushing my face towards it. â€œNoâ€¦ jonaâ€¦â€ I couldnâ€™t finish before my face was engulfed in ass. â€œThatâ€™s it,â€ he whispered. â€œLick it all up.â€ He let out a long fart, which sent specks of poo all over the place and laughed. â€œHow we doin back there buddy?â€ It took a long time but I eventually licked and swallowed it all. He looked around and smiled wide. â€œWoooooee, I feel a lot better. Thanks buddy!â€ he said, in a stage whisper as not to wake anyone in the family. He patted me on the tummy and climbed back out of the window, turning once more before leaving to wink.