I just did really well on a job interview! In celebration, here's another story of my glory days in late 70s New York.
Two summers ago a guy answered an ad of mine about water sports and dirty sex and lived near enough to come around for a session. He told me in the letter that he always wore a leather jacket, black pants, and boots.
When he arrived he was. He was blond, butch, and had a beautiful pair of full jutting ass cheeks which, after we'd had several beers, he asked if I wanted to smell before he took his pants off. He didn't have to ask, of course, since he knew by my letter that I was an asshole and shit lover before anything else. So I went right down there with my nose where my asshole would be and began sniffing away at it like crazy. There was a beautiful shit odor on it, so strong I almost shot my cock.
We went into the bathroom, where I sat on the toilet. He took his pants and shorts down and stuck his cock in my mouth and immediately began pissing down my throat. While I swallowed it I felt around to his bare asshole and my finger met wet shit. He'd already let some out. I commented on it and he said he knew it and to lay down so he could shit the rest on me.
So I lay on the floor face up. He straddled my chest and shit a huge load of creamy, hot crap on my chest. I jerked my hot cock watching it come out.
He put one booted foot on my chest, squashing the warm wet shit. I was wildly excited but he knew I wanted more than that. So he straddled me ass toward my face, and sat right in the whole mess, rubbing his ass, balls, and cock in it, getting them thoroughly smeared with it.
I knew what was coming next and was not disappointed. Down came his shit-laden ass crack onto my face. I almost came without touching my cock when it hit me. He ground it around, smearing me totally. Then he sat back on his shit and gave me a second facial, and a third and a fourth. I can't remember how long it went on but I could have had it go on all night. I was not conscious of anything else but that beautiful ass and the stink of his shit. Finally he stood up and told me to suck him off. When I took his cock in my mouth it was shit-covered. So were his balls. But by then my mouth was thoroughly accustomed to the taste...
It took him ages to come but I didn't care. I wanted to go on tasting his piss and shit forever. When he finally came I swallowed come and shit together.
My only regrets are that he moved out west shortly after that and I never saw him again. Some lucky guy elsewhere is getting the same treatment, I'll bet. Whoever you are, I sure am jealous.
