Last night it happened. The most glorious, orgasmic(literally) sexy poo of my life. But why outside you ask? Let me share some backstory.
So it had been a week and a day since I had pooped last. The last poop being a hard huge shit that I had to really push hard to get the sexy thing out. It was about a foot long. One of those plunger required to get it down ones.
Fast forward a week and a day. I’m at a cottage with no plunger. From the beginning of the day I had been farting and farting. I had already decided to shit outside seeing how there was no plunger. Well, night came. I had a few things to do around the cottage. All the while the farts grew longer and louder and the urge slowly was building. But I had to hold it because I was busy. This needed to be an event. An event starring my sexy ass and crackling asshole. So I kept holding it in. Eventually my stomach started angrily protesting such behaviour loudly. This worried me because the only time I hear that kind of angry protest is when I have a very runny poop. So I pulled down my pants and stuck my finger up my ass and felt a solid rock hard poo head. Confidence and boner restored.
Finally the time came. I made my way outside into the heavily wooded area. I pulled down my pants, felt up my ass as well as stuck my finger against my asshole and smelled them after. Smelled amazing. My dick oozing pre cum, I squatted down and let my sexy smelling ass do it’s magic. First came a very loud, very long fart. It was like my ass announcing that I’ve got a sexy one coming on.
A few minutes pass and after more farts, my asshole slowly starts to stretch open. The week of build up was starting to pay off. Crackling out my ass was a slow moving, hard yet firm, fat poo. Each passing second was sweet ecstasy: only my ass and shit mattered. After a minute, I felt resistance against my asshole. It was the tip of my masterpiece touching the ground. I knew I had to be squatting about half a foot off the ground. I got up and bent over. I reached around and felt. First the smooth cheeks of my ass. Then I ran my hand up only what can be described as a warm, smooth shaft. I made a fist and wrapped it around, and let me tell you, this shit deserved to be jerked off. I could have made two fists on top of each other and still have poo sticking out the top.
So after about a minute of me bending over, I half squatted to let the master( my ass) complete his work of art. Every intricate detail of his artistry was admired by his owner. The crackling like a full orchestra leading to a standing ovation. The smell, like a great chef hard at work filling the area with sweet aroma. The feeling, like a perfect massage being given to my asshole. Longer and longer it slid. Slowly. Finally, right before it broke off, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I needed to feel how long out it was from my ass. So I looked for the end. Longer and longer. Hard as a rock from ass to tip. I couldn’t find it. Why? I literally couldn’t reach it. It was too far out. I had to bend down a bit and found the end. Standing up straight, it would have gone down to my knees.
After breaking off, my raging throbbing dick cried ENCORE! A mass of excitement came over me as if I was giving the master a standing ovation along with my dick. In response, the master let out a large fart and a small short poop.
All was over now. The championship was won and all there was left to do was to feel up my ass cheeks to congratulate it on a medal winning achievement. But there had to be an after party right? Dear reader, there was. Trust me. For you see, I pulled my pants back up and walked back to the cottage. Couldn’t make it though.
Remember how I said this shit was literally orgasmic? Had to, HAD TO, once again pull down my pants. Only this time it was to celebrate my shit. Sat down on a step and jerked my dick hard dreaming of the show that just had occurred. Less than a minute I came huge.
I hope to have a shit like that again someday. Thank you, ass.