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this guy looks so sexy on the toilet!!

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It's really hot when a friend says 'I think I need to go and sit on the toilet!' Then I listen at the door!

Why do you think guys describe having to poop using slang terms like “I have to take a dump/shit”? Do you think it is a way to make it look less embarrassing by making it look cool?

Not sure to be honest. I guess there are many ways to say you going to take a shit. Some guys may say: gotta go drop the kids off at the pool or gotta go lay some cable or push logs. Others will not announce it, I think if a guy can announce to his buddies or colleagues that he has to go take a shit, there is already a level of comfort there as opposed to someone who does not announce it. I think a more clinical term like I have to go defecate or relieve my bowels sounds odd if its with friends

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The guy sitting on the toilet is so HOT!

How I wanna be with my bros.

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scat things I can't get enough of 👀

distended tummies from how much shit is inside

dumps so urgent they barely sit down before they're pushing

lazy pants-shitting on the couch

sharts 👀

that noise when someone bears down

any type of grunt/sigh/moan

clogging the toilet with the sheer amount of shit inside

shitting in the sink 😳

shitting in the shower 😰

shitting in the bath 😰😰😰

that little moan of relief when that first log finally leaves their asshole

skidmarks 🥴

taking a dump while standing up

dumps that happen right after a big meal, like their guts need to make space

loud plops

multiple loud plops 🤤

sitting with their legs spread open on the toilet

leaning back against the tank like they're lounging on the couch

belly rubbing on the toilet 👀

massive, solid shits after constipation

unbelievably, absurdly long logs that must feel so relieving to get out

when it feels so good to get out they get turned on 🥵

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Dropping a big hard turd that plops with a very loud bum-splashing PLOP!

scat things I can't get enough of 👀

distended tummies from how much shit is inside

dumps so urgent they barely sit down before they're pushing

lazy pants-shitting on the couch

sharts 👀

that noise when someone bears down

any type of grunt/sigh/moan

clogging the toilet with the sheer amount of shit inside

shitting in the sink 😳

shitting in the shower 😰

shitting in the bath 😰😰😰

that little moan of relief when that first log finally leaves their asshole

skidmarks 🥴

taking a dump while standing up

dumps that happen right after a big meal, like their guts need to make space

loud plops

multiple loud plops 🤤

sitting with their legs spread open on the toilet

leaning back against the tank like they're lounging on the couch

belly rubbing on the toilet 👀

massive, solid shits after constipation

unbelievably, absurdly long logs that must feel so relieving to get out

when it feels so good to get out they get turned on 🥵

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If only two guys could comfortably sit and shit on the same double toilet, each getting his bum splashed by the other's turds plopping in the water!

gotta say, slobby roommate/partner imagines are what's keeping me going right now. consider slob roomie needing to go but you're currently using the toilet. they sit on ur lap without asking, and that's all the warning you're given to part your legs before they start shitting into the toilet at the same time as u,,,

imagine they just hold on to u and hug you while letting out monster shits. like,,, the fucking intimacy of that, them holding onto u and u feel their breath on your ear while you feel the backsplash of their shit on ur thighs? and you can immediately begin to smell it as well, from the tiny space between both of your thighs. maybe they moan softly in relief as they unload into the toilet, completely unfazed that their genitals are within inches of urs. meanwhile you're doing your absolute best to not nut on the spot and make this weirder than it already is

when it's over they're just like "thanks dude" and flash a peace sign before pulling up their pants (or skirt??) n unceremoniously leaving as if you weren't chest to chest shitting.

and ofc, when you eventually finish and stand, u see that their load in the bowl just dwarfs yours. you kinda lean down closer in wonder,,, like how the fuck did they let out something that massive.

sorry for wall, i have brainrot

oh man, someone straddling u and u both using the toilet at the same time?? 😳 and it's just the most casual, shameless thing, feeling every one of their movements as they dump out, hearing their grunts and sighs,,,,,

what if they kept up a running commentary, talking to you about how it feels like it's completely innocuous, like it's small talk. "Oh, this is gonna be massive, I've been turtleheading all day, there's no way I could've – plop – aahh, fuck— no way I could've held it back any longer. Feels like I'm shitting steel logs – plop – ohh, must've been that take out we had, huh – plop – ahh. Whew, think I just lost 10 pounds, hah." 😳🥴

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A really hot story of two guys on the toilet enjoying nice ig shits and leaving skidmarks and warm sweart toilet seat!

The hot elusive stranger

He had started working about a month after I had started work at the company and from the moment I had seen him, I was transfixed by this man. He was tall, athletic and elusively handsome. You could tell he was young by looking at his face, but his bald head with short peppery grey hair on the sides made him look older, wiser and sexier in a gorgeous daddy kind of way. He definitely had great sex appeal going for him, but what made it even sexier was that he was the type that didn’t realise just how sexy and attractive he was. He didn’t really make any eye contact with me and you could tell he was the type that kept to himself and minded his own business.

He had a defined face with a noble jaw and a pair of bluish grey eyes that were gentle, yet piercing and when he spoke he sounded like a confident brain surgeon and I could just imagine him in a white coat with a stethoscope around his neck. I would give anything to have him examine me.

You could tell he was intelligent, but he was not arrogant about it. He just kept to himself mostly, and when he did engage with someone, he spoke confidently and with a lot of knowledge. His tall stature was very attractive and he always dressed professionally – a suit pants that really accentuated his nice butt, a stylish belt and leather shoes and a tailored shirt. It seemed as if he did not always wear underwear because you could admire his two perfectly shaped butt cheeks as you walked behind him and his impressive bulge was also very visible from the front or side view. I fantasised about seeing him naked and couldn’t help thinking dirty thoughts about him every time I saw him.

He would come into the office early like I did, at 6H30am, get some coffee and by around 6H45 he would disappear for around 20 to 30 minutes. I decided to watch him the one day and noticed that he would go to the men’s bathroom and realised, ah so he was going for his morning dump.

The next morning, sure as clockwork, he came in at 6H30 and by 6H45 he got up and walked towards the men’s bathroom. I watched him and got up myself to walk towards the bathroom. I saw him walk in and could now walk quicker towards the bathroom. I wanted to give him time to get into the stall and not see me walking in as well.

I walked into the bathroom and was glad to see that of the four stalls available, only one was occupied and knew with certainty, that he had just occupied it. It was only the two of us in the bathroom and I liked it this way.

I took the stall next to him and closed it. Unfortunately, the stall partitions were walled from the ceiling to the floor, with the only gaps being between the stall doors and the floor. But they were quite thin too. It was fortunately quiet, with only the bathroom vents making the usual buzz. After closing the door behind me, I unbuttoned my pants and sat my ass down on my toilet. I leaned against the stall partition and pressed my ear up close and held my breathe to hear what I could hear.

It was rather quiet and I only faintly heard him shuffle his bum on the toilet. I held my breathe and listened hard. I heard the faint sound of a turd making its way to the entrance of his hole and he released a soft barely audible fart, followed by the familiar crackling sound of a large turd making its way out of his anus. It must have been a large long turd because you couldn’t hear it splash in the water, so it must have touched down gently. He released a sigh of relief and began releasing the next load… Two, three… four, five and a small 6th one followed by another sigh of relief….

I imagined how full his toilet must have been and so wished I could have seen the result or have watched him birth these generous turds from his manly anus.

My cock was hard and I imagined him sitting naked next to me, both of us with our pants down at our ankles, sitting like men on the toilet.

I didn’t need to release (at least not yet) and wished I could, so that I could return the favour of letting him hear me take a dump, but I wondered if he even cared about that, he didn’t seem like the type.

He continued to sit and so did I, stroking my cock as I relived in my mind what I had heard and imagined what it must have been like next door. I imagined him stroking his cock and releasing his load while he stroked, but it was quiet next door. After 10 minutes, he started to wipe. It seemed like 3 wipes and he was done. He stood up, I heard him buckle up his belt and he flushed the toilet. I waited for him to leave the bathroom completely and while there was no one else except me, I quickly abandoned my stall and slipped next door into the stall he had just been in while I had the chance.

I was impressed with what I saw. The whole bottom of the toilet was full of light brown skidmarks and there was a nice faint skidmark down the middle of the bowl where his massive turds must have glided across. I sat myself down on his toilet. The seat still delightfully warm from his ass and just looked between my legs at the skidmarks below me. I breathed in the manly scent of his shit. It was fortunately not over powering at all and the smell of a good healthy shit, you could tell he cared about what he ate and was definitely getting enough fibre in his diet.

I was suddenly overcome with a need to shit and with my cock still hard and pulsating, I sat with my legs spread apart and allowed myself to let go and release my load. I felt a nice long smooth turd make its way out of my hole while I continued to stroke… one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight …. well formed turds escaped gloriously from my hole and I basked in the pleasure of the release while stroking my cock. I stood up, faced the toilet bowl with my healthy load and continued to wank until I came soon after, aiming my cock to my turds and releasing a thick load of jizz in the bowl. What a release!! I felt a glorious tingle throughout my body and felt free and empty. I wiped up, flushed and observed the combined skidmarks of our shits. How privileged this toilet was, to have had two handsome men drop their loads so impressively. I brimmed with a smile that day and got this feeling that there were more great shitting experiences to come.

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It’s even better if he’s grunting out his plops and I like to think his bum is getting soaked by the splashes when his turds drop!  After he;s finished I want to sit on his warm sweaty toilet seat and see his skidmarks down the toilet, then I do my own.  Great if he’s now outside the door listening to me doing a good shit!

Disappointing...

750+ followers, and hardly anyone who inboxes or emails me. Sad day…

Fix it, you pigs!

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Hi!  I’ve just dropped a big one!  My bumhole’s soaking wet with the splash!

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I’ve always from an early age been fascinated by men sitting on the toilet, and which I assume being due to the fact that I’ve always found having a good shit so enjoyable that I like to think of other men also really enjoying it!  I love hearing other guys making all the sounds that go with a good shit, the loud farts that are free of any inhibition, the grunts of trying to push out a satisfying turd, the loud splash, then a sigh of pleasure and pride.  I’m happy to find all this so satisfying and enoyable, and can’t imagine not being interested in men sitting and plopping on the toilet.  Perhaps the very secrecy, taboo nature and mystery of it is also a big part of our interest.  Perhaps in my case, the fact that I was often constipated in my early years made me that more fascinated in the thought of my peers just sitting there on the toilet and being able to go made me envious of them too, yet the very fact of a guy working hard on the toilet trying to shit is extremely erotic!

I've often asked myself why do I find men sitting on toilets so hot!? I mean, I get sexually aroused just posing this question! What is wrong with me!!?? Then I think about how awesome it is for gay men to be able to wear their "fetish" of liking men on their sleeve -- it is actually becoming more socially acceptable. However, I feel that there are subcategories that are not as socially acceptable.. like my interest: men shitting / farting / sitting on the toilet. Now I ask myself, where did this come from? Why am I so interested in this? Why am I still interested in something that is such taboo there's so many others ? Is it because I was from a rural area where homosexuality was a sin and the closest thing I got to being around naked was while I guy was sitting on a toilet? Or was I in some way shape or form sexually abused as a child (Which I am very certain I was not due to a very protective mother).

Do any of my other toilet sitting lovers brethren have the same questions? I am sad to say that I am 40 years old and I still have all of these questions. Sometimes I wish I just had another "normal" fetish. But I cannot change while I am very into.

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I love it when guys are really grunting out some really loud heavy plops, the sort that splash the guy’s bum as it hangs through the toilet seat!

Hello there! Please call me Jaxxon (pronounced Jackson)

I previously used Tumblr under a different alias but my account was deleted. I am a 21 year old gay man with a kink for seeing other men on the toilet ;) I love seeing that side ass. I love hearing men grunt. I love hearing the waste seep out of their hole and plop into the water underneath them. Double points for louder guys that are shameless and absolutely let it rip .. honestly don't be shy to poop, we all go!

I wanted to apologize if I have been annoying for liking and reposting so much in a short timespan. As I've said, I was a user here before and I lost all of that juicy content that I built up. I'm just going back and collecting all of those awesome posts. Thank you all, you are much appreciated! ❤

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“No problem, I don’t mind at all letting you see me on the toilet! That’s why I opened the door!”

“I really appreciate it, mate.  I saw you before you went in and hoped if I knocked on your door and asked politely you might let me see what you look like sitting on the toilet!  Most guys just tell me to get lost, or words to that effect.”

“Yeah, most of us are too nervous about anyone seeing a guy’s bare legs on the toilet, but it’s not like you can see my dangly bits, or the shits coming out, is it?  I suppose I’m sitting here quite modest, apart from showing off my fit thighs and the chance of you watching my face concentrating on pushing out my plops!”

“That’s true.  But thanks for sharing your private moments!  Have you let guys see you shitting before?”

“Sometimes I’ve looked up and seen someone’s head above the partition watching me.  I’ve just smiled and told him I’m having a good one!  I like to reassure them I’m fine with it, then if I drop a big heavy one I look up again and either they disappear, or give me a thumbs up like they really enjoyed it!”

“It can be risky if they get a hostile reaction from someone who’s defensive about his privacy, so it’s great that you make them feel welcome!”

“When I was in my final year at school I used to admire another lad in my class and imagine him sitting on his toilet at home.  I wondered what his shits sounded like when they dropped in the water, what they felt like coming out, how long he sat there, did they splash his bum etc.”

“I suppose you never got to know?”

“No, but in the school holidays when I had the house to myself and the rest of the family were out, I’d take my time sitting on our outside toilet having a nice slow shit.  I’d take a mirror in with me and position it in front of me.  I’d really enjoy watching my leg muscles flex as I slowly pushed my shits out, and imagined I was watching that other guy having a good one!”

“Wow, and now you’re letting others see you while you share your private moments.  That’s great.  Have you watched anyone yourself?”

“Well, I’ve listened to other guys grunting and dropping some heavy-sounding plops in the next toilet but what’s been really cool is when there’s two of us really working hard on our neighbouring toilets and hearing each other’s efforts.  Then two weeks ago I heard a guy enter, pull his jeans and pants down, then let out a loud grunt and start to try doing his shit.  It took him a while, then the plips, plops and sploshes started dropping while I added to the sounds myself with my own. After we’d been plopping together for about two minutes this other guy suddenly said “I’ve not been for two days!” I told him he must be feeling great!”

“Wow, nice male bonding! What did he say to that?”

“We sort of chatted about the brilliant acoustics and the pleasure of getting our ‘undercarriages’ splashed, and we agreed that it must be like sitting on a bidet!  Then I thought I recognised his voice.”

“Who was it?”

“It was that guy I used to think about from school!  He remembered me!”

“So you really did become friends after all?”

“Yes, we’ve become very good friends!  He’s away for the day, but I’m sure we’ll be spending some quality time together tomorrow!”

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Great story of a really good shit¬

Young Dude's Hard Drop

I haven’t given you a shitting experience in story format for awhile, rather than pictures.

Both have their plus’s. In my opinion, writing about my public toilet encounters can be even hotter because its more detailed and engages our imagery recall. Plus I’m jacking it the whole time I’m rereading the experience.

So today at the mall I was in the far stall in the food court bathroom when the door opens. I glance under and a guy wearing flip flops with hairy ass legs is bypassing the urinals, heading straight for a stall.

He takes the one by mine and latches the door. The toilet seat is slammed down, and he seems to check it a few seconds before giving it a pass.

He turns as I hear a buckle being unfastened. He pushes white cargo shorts with a black belt down those hairy legs to his ankles, then pushes down black Fruit of the Loom briefs fast and seats himself.

The lightest fart wisps the bowl and he grunts. A few seconds later he grunts again, and then makes a pained kind of ‘ah’, hissing and a loud clunk falls into the water.

He breathes in relief and about three more turds drop in quick succession: plop-plop-plop…

He begins to wipe, so I of course hurried off the toilet so I could see him, as I do when I choose to write.

Guy comes out of his stall as I’m washing my hands. He’s wearing a baseball cap, and looks about 28 or so, black hair with a trim goatee. He’s slim and is wearing a black tank top.

“So how’s it going man?” he asks, taking the sink by mine and washing up.

“Good,” I tell him.

He goes to the hand dryer, and I get to see that ass clad in those cargo shorts! Nice muscled cheeks…

The back of his tank top is high enough to show me his belt through the loops. God he was hot! He really needed to get that turd out!

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Great story of that guy having a really big satisfying shit.

The splasher

It’s been so long since a new story !

So I went shopping at noon . It was a cold wet day. There’s some building work going on across from the shopping estate .

As I walked around I realised I needed a poo. It was gonna be sloppy so I made my way to the food superstore.

Once inside I made my way to the toilets which are near the front of the store. It was beginning to get busy as it was just after noon and people were shopping in there lunch breaks.

I made my way into the toilets . 2 cubicles and 3 urinals in a row with the sinks and entrance opposite . I made my way into the more central cubicle. Dropped my pants , wiped the seat and sat.

I farted a couple of times and dropped a couple of sloppy turds. A few people entered to pee.

Then he happend .

The door went with a bang. Someone entered the next cubicle in a rush. He was panting and slammed the cubicle door so hard it almost unlocked mine . He hit the latch and spun round dropping his pants and landing on the seat all in one swooping mood followed by what must of been one huge turtle heading turd. “ Splosh” it hit the water hard . “ Oh fuck ” he cried out as he fired out another 2 hard shits.

I noticed he was wearing boots and high vis overalls . He splashed another 2 huge turds. He sighed and wiped up and left his cubicle. I had to see him.

I left mine and started to wash up next to him. He was In his twenties . Lean and a tight ass. He farted while washing his hands saying “god I needed that” and left.

I remembered I haden’t flushed so flushed as I went passed and realised neither had he.

There in the bowl was 5 huge turds . With little paper . A nd a small turd and shit stain on the seat. He must have been in such a rush he shat on the seat.

I left his shit for all to view

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EPIMENIO

When Epimenio turned thirty, he realized he had put on weight, especially in the belly and butt, even though he worked out regularly and his diet was unchanged. He was still a looker.

He wasn't shy about pooping at work at his new job. Besides, he liked to hang out in the stall while he checked his phone, turning his poop session into a break of sorts.

He soon noticed that every time he headed for the men's room, a parade of guys followed him, occupying adjoining stalls.

It didn't take long for him to realize that they wanted to hear him taking a shit.

So every day he made sure to give them what they wanted.

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His bum can definitely cover a toilet seat!

This may be one of the hottest butts I’ve ever seen.  A masculine firefighter in the company crapper, pants already lowered, jock about to go down, big beefy muscular buns about to spread wide as he sits down on the toilet seat, one forceful fart after another, and then the splashing sounds.  “Hey Marco—I’m back here!” screams his delighted colleague.  “Oh FUCK you, man!  Get the FUCK OUT!”  “Hey guys—come here!  Marco’s takin’ a big shit! HA HA HA”