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Tino was a young fox about 19 years old. He was cute, a little shy, and kept to himself for the most part. The only thing out of the ordinary about him was a very strange secret that he never told anyone. For the longest time he had a strange fascination of feces. Something about the way it looked and smelt always got to him. Although it didn't get to him in the same disgusted fashion it did to anyone else. To him it was sexually enticing.

He carried this baggage all his life, even when he was old enough to understand his strange fetish had a name. His internet browser was tabbed full of scat bookmarks and he gave himself a good fap to every single one, but he could never work up the courage to try the act himself. It wasn't until fate intervened that he truly was able to accept his nasty obsession.

It was a late summer evening, and he was downtown. The heat over the city had been so bad this year that he spent most days like this shirtless, sporting nothing but his black shorts. He had been drinking plenty of sugary drinks all afternoon, so the day's meals began to warn him of their soon departure. It wasn't quite urgent yet, but he wanted to find a bathroom with plenty of time to spare.

He always liked to be alone when he used the facilities, on the off chance it might finally be the time he was ready to indulge himself. He had no idea his first experience would be right around the corner that evening. The first place he found was a bathroom shared by several connected clubs. It was open to the public 24/7, and since it was only 11, the clubs were yet from being full.

He figured this one would probably provide the privacy he wanted, as well as the added bonus of the stalls having that frequently used charm. The moment he walked into the poorly lit bathroom the scent of feces hit his nostrils. His cock began to rise as he forced himself to breath in the gross air. Even for him the stench of the room was borderline nauseating. He stepped forward and surveyed the rest of the room, noting several areas littered with brown stains.

He stopped as he heard a sudden commotion coming from one of the nearby stalls. It sounded almost like a forced slurping followed by the occasional gagging choke. His heart beat immensely as he dared to guess what he was overhearing. "C'mon you fucking wimp!" a voice suddenly boomed out from the stall, causing Tino to jump in surprise. "It's not even that much!" "I'm s-orry" a second voice spoke in between chokes. "Well pull yourself together, I can't hold it in forever!"

Tino tiptoed closer to the stall, trying not to attract attention. He'd give anything just to get a quick look inside. As he reached the edge of the stalls he could smell a fresh stink coming from the first stall. He looked down and saw two pairs of legs, one in a sitting position tapping impatiently on the floor, the other knelled on the floor, quivering. He stepped carefully around the side of the stall towards the urinals before hearing a harsh, "Oh stop creeping around pervert!"

Tino froze unable to come up with a good reply. He soon realized that a sizable glory hole on the side of the stall had given him away. "So peeper," the voice harshly called, "you a shit-eater too?!" Tino said nothing, still frozen with fear. "Hey, I'm talking to ya, if you're gonna fucking spy one me least you can do is get a better look." Tino looked over at the opening thinking over the decision. Eventually he took a strong gulp of courage and knelled down by the hole.

He couldn't see very clearly at first, due to the flickering light, but just as he could finally make out the inside of the stall the occupant backed his ass up into Tino's face. His lips slid against matted fur and a strange warm substance stuck onto the tip of his nose. The moment he breathed in he let out a shocking gag. "You like that peeper, that's the smell of my shit!"

Tino's heart almost burst through his chest, his face was resting into stranger's backside, laced with a small coat of leftover waste. It scared him, disgusted him beyond belief, but he couldn't stop the raging hard on it gave him. "I'm sorry if it's a little dirty down there peeper, feel free to clean it up if you'd like." His instincts told him to run far away and never speak of this scar of a moment. He would give anything to go back in time and make this moment never happen, but instead of turning he did the complete opposite.

In a passionate mix of fear and intriguing disgust he pushed out his tongue and lapped at the stranger's ass. The dirty trail came cleanly off in one lick and Tino immediately moved away when he finished, cringing at the horrible taste. He lay against the side of the stall trying to hold back his growing erection. 'This isn't right!' he thought to himself in a panic, fighting his libido and the urge to spit out the mess on his tongue.

"Hey," the stranger in the stall called back out to him, "you know it's obvious why you're trembling," Tino was all ears, "it's not just disgust, no, you want more and you can't tell yourself why." Tino looked back at the stall, but said nothing. "It's ok, I sure as hell won't judge you, in fact I still have plenty more to indulge you with...that is if you wish to find out just how much you love feasting on my shit!"

Tino looked away, still trembling. His emotions were so mixed. The awful taste of the stranger's waste still lingered on his tongue, his heart still beat with excitement and fear and his cock was raging hard. Eventually his adrenaline won, coupled with the need to experience the act he loved to watch so much.

"That a boy, no need to be shy, get that mouth of yours good and close" the stranger spoke gently as he pushed his ass onto the hole. Tino followed obediently dropping his tongue out over the area his mouth couldn't reach. The rump shook lightly as the stranger gave it a mild strain. The smooth hole opened slightly and let out a few rasps, pushing a wave a stench into Tino's mouth. "Just a sec," the stranger spoke, "this is sorta a weird position, hold on"

After a brief moment the tail hole opened again and a thick chunk of warm shit slid out slowly onto Tino's tongue. He caught it with his mouth as it broke off forcing himself to chew just enough to keep from choking. It had a grimy texture and a stronger taste than the stains he had cleaned earlier. He fought his gag reflexes to force the mound down just in time for another log to come barrelling down into his muzzle.

He braved another rough chewing and a painful swallow. His stomach could hardly stand the act, but his libido was overjoyed. When he was given a moment to catch his breath he even gave the stranger's ass a smooth lick to keep it clean. "Goddamn! You're wonderful at this, how long have you been a toilet mouth?"

"First time" Tino replied with a strange tone of pride as he obediently opened his mouth up for another round.

"Th-urgh that sounds-uh like a fucking lie!" the stranger spoke as he pushed out another mound of warm dung. "Most newbies throw up after a taste, and you're uh...sc-arfing it down like its lunch!"

The load of crap piled up too fast for Tino to chew and a large amount of it spilled over his chest. He caught it before it could fall on his pants but not in time for most of it to stick into his fur. He rubbed the stool over his nipples, teasing them with the gritty waste. They hardened good and firm and the fur around his chest now gleamed an off-color stain of light brown.

"More!" he muffled out of his full muzzle as he still chewed the horrible mess. "Sorry slut, but I'm all out, I can give ya something to wash it down with though!" The dirty ass disappeared from the glory hole to be replaced with a hard cock. Tino opened his mouth as wide as he could without spilling any shit and the stranger let out a long piss. The heap of turd chunks grew soggy as they filled with urine, allowing Tino to carefully slide them down his throat.

With the heap of dung finally devoured he took a good long breath, allowing the last splash of whizz to hit his cheek. He shook the wet fur clean and smiled, "A good drink with a good meal like I always say!" Both of the stall's mysterious occupants laughedand Tino couldn't help but be happy the other was actually okay. "Umm, does your friend in there have any more for me?" "Not yet" the other voice replied very matter of fact.

Tino was surprised how disappointed that answer actually made him. He pondered for a few moments until an idea hit him. He took his shorts and underwear off, scattering them to the bathroom floor. "What are you doing kid?" the voice asked. Tino turned the other direction and placed his backside against the stall hole, "You seemed pretty hard, would you like an outlet for that?" Tino waited only a moment before he felt the head of the stranger's cock push against his rear. "Thank you I wouldn't mind that at all!"

Tino rubbed his rear gently against the stranger's cock. Slowly he allowed himself to get used to it, letting it push into him. He soon started to enjoy the rough punishment of his prostate. It had been so long since his last mate, and he had never had a cock this big in him before.The only thing that kept him from enjoying the moment to its fullest was the ache in his stomach as the cock irritated the load he was ready to relief.

With a little push Tino let out a sudden raspy fart onto the hard cock. He felt it stop for a second in surprise, but then continue almost harder. "I know what you're up to now," the voice called out, "and you're damn lucky that I approve!" Tino smiled as his plan clearly had worked. While the cock continued to push into him he pushed as hard as he could, coaxing out some company.

With just a few more humps of his partner he managed to push out the first slippery log out of his ass. It flopped over the stranger's cock and onto the surrounding fur and he cackled in the stall, "Damn boy, this is gonna get nasty!" The stranger fucked away gleefully as he accepted a good pile of shit from his partner. Tino carefully pushed away from the cock as the combination of acts began to hurt. When he turned around the cock sticking out of the hole was fully coated with the slimy waste.

"I assume you wanna clean that up yourself?" the voice asked. It was true, Tino was finally going to taste his own shit. He gave it a good whiff enjoying the stench of his own mess. Drool fell form his mouth over the brown coat and he scraped a small layer off with his tongue. He swirled around in his mouth taking in every bit of its rank flavor. His stomach still gave the odd rebel against him but he was able to ignore its small rumblings as he encased the grimy cock with his lips.

He then gave the stranger the nastiest blowjob he had ever given. With each suck he gave he took more and more shit into his throat. "So which do you prefer?" the stranger asked contently. "Mine is good, but yours was much more overpowering!" "I'm assuming that's a good thing?" Tino swallowed another chunk before replying, "I'd let you shit down my throat every day if I could!" The stranger laughed, impressed as he watched Tino lick off the last stain of brown from his junk, "Keep it up and I just might let ya!"

As Tino finished his meal his ass let out another raspy bellow. "Still gotta go?" the stranger asked. "Urgh, ya!" Tino replied, trying to hold it in. "Allow me!" the second voice in the stall suddenly piped up. The newly cleaned cock disappeared and a cream colored muzzle, seemingly canine in nature. Its jaw opened and an off-colored tongue drooped out. His breath still smelt strongly of the other's shit.

Tino turned around and shyly dropped his rear over the dog's mouth. He felt a little bad about making him do this, but he did offer after all. The leftover mess on his rear spread across the bright muzzle, dirtying the fur. The wet black nose shook as it gave a good sniff at his dirty hole. It seemed an odd favor, but Tino gave his partner a good strong fart. The nose worked overtime, inhaling all of the warm stench. "Smells wonderful!" he spoke as he licked his lips, "Why don't you give me something to chew on!"

After all the time holding it in, Tino was more than happy to oblige. With just a single push he began to empty his load into the jaw below. It fell like a ton of bricks and the canine could just barley wraps his lips around it. Tino was polite enough to give the canine a moment to catch up. After a rough swallow he heard him breath out the word "More!" It took several minutes for his bowels to empty, and his partner took care with each fragile piece.

The air was absolutely ripe with foul smells as the three finished their long disgusting acts. Tino had eaten more shift than a fly and his fur was greatly covered in it as well. He knelled on the floor, lips locked with the canine feaster. They passed around the last chunk of Tino's waste between their tongues, embracing the lingering finale of their carnal obsession. Their saliva soaked into it, eventually breaking it into two smaller pieces. They each had their own to swallow as their strange moment of passion came to a close.

Tino fell to the floor, clutching his stomach. He wasn't quite sick but his stomach had a mild ache from all the feces he filled it with. He heard the other two laughing amongst each other as they grabbed the latch to open the stall. He looked forward to meeting his partners, but couldn't help but feel a bitter disappointment. He made a long trail with his finger over the leftover mess from his chest and licked it clean. With a heavy sigh he thought to himself, all good things always have an end.