All usual disclaimers apply. This story is fiction and I wrote it at the request of another. WARNING: This story contains watersports and or scat.
Chapter 02: Mouthwash
It had been a week since I had seen Chance in Jenkin's Bar. I had jacked off at least 10 times thinking about him using my mouth as a common porta-potty. Chance had said he had more plans for me and I couldn't wait. I walked in and sat at my stool at the bar and Kasey brought me the usual opener. Sure as shit, Chance was there shooting pool alone again. When he saw me he bent extra far over the table giving me a view of his perfect ass that anyone would have killed for and I had a vivid memory of that ass parked on my face.
Chance sank the last ball about the time I was on my second and he sat next to me. There were only 2 others in the bar tonight and they were across from us in the corner playing a trivia game on the TV. Chance put his arm around me and leaned in real close. I could smell beer and cheap aftershave.
"I bet you want me to feed you again."
"That was a first for me Chance and as gross as it was; it is all I can think about." I whispered