One of my favs, im a poet
It isn't the sight of porn that gets me off, nor tits, nor ass, nor flesh so soft, this isn't easy to admit, my cock gets hard when I see shit. I'll see a turd just lying there, so sleek, so hot, so debonair. I'll eye it with a hungry stare, then smear it in my pubic hair. I know this sounds like I am disturbed, the very notion so absurd, but truth be told I love my turds, eating shit from Feral birds, and indoor pets are even worse, I'll see their shit and get perverse, i'll drop my pants down to my socks, and have sex with the litter box, sexy little turds, so hard and dry, breaking out a lustful, sigh I climax with mighty hump, my dick balls deep in litter clumps, dog shit too, it makes me throb, my pre-come jizz will drip in gobs. oh, freshly fallen canine Pooh, the things I want to do to you, fuck you senseless without care, while queasy people point and stare, then stick you up my ass a bit, like an awkward, reversed, backwards shit. Oh, mighty God this curse I bare, skid marks in my underwear. The smell of feces all around, the plop of turds, the only sounds, my soul, it yearns for sex with shit, someplace warm to stick my dick, on my face, the brownest stains, diarrhea in my veins the days grow short when you're insane, and darkness sets into your brain, it's who I am, this fecal whore consumed with shit forevermore