Chapter 18

The Event That Changed Our Lives, Forever

After the longest build-up in gay literary history, we finally present to you with this magical Chapter 18.  If you’ve made it through the entire story so far, congrats!  This will be well worth it.  Matt and Casey finally have real gay sex.  And, they discover a few other things about each other at the same time.  Here we go…

I was having déjà vu.  Everything seemed to be happening all over again (gee, that’s redundant!).  I was in the stands, and Matt was in the pool, cutting through the water with ease.  And I was horny beyond belief.

Matt wasn’t naked as I had hoped, but he had on that same blue Speedo that I remembered from the first day we met just over four months ago.  I was in love all over again.

I caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of my eye on an upstroke.  It was Casey, alone in the stands.  And he was waving furiously at me.  My heart pounded in my chest due to the swimming and also due to my extreme horniness.  Today was the day.  It was the day we would finally connect on every level possible.  OK, maybe we’d still take some time to learn more about each other, but we would progress further in the next hour than in the entire past four months.  As long as everything went well.

I was actually kind of nervous, too.  The Toilets had assured me that everything would be fine.  In fact, their harsh tone about all the controls and such on our relationship thus far had really toned down.  I guess they wouldn’t really be needed after this morning.  I just wanted to get on with it.

I had opened up the restroom that morning, as usual.  And, of course, we were completely alone here.  Perfect for what was going to transpire shortly.  It was just past sunrise, so it wasn’t totally bright outside yet.  I wondered how long it would take Casey to get to the realization of what he had to do once I did what I had to do.  A minute?  An hour?  Who knew!  Let’s find out.

I was done with my laps.  Well, OK, I just quit once I reached the nearest wall.  The toilets were still controlling our sexual impulses temporarily.  They would let go at the appropriate time.  And boy I was ready to finally have real sex with Casey.  And it was going to be hot!

Something that had came up in conversation in the past week was body hair.  Who knows why it hadn’t come up before, since we had been playing with each other nearly naked for a while now.  I think it was just the fact that Casey wanted to know if I was totally smooth ‘down there’ or not.  It was a huge turn-on for him.  We both knew that we appeared to have no real body hair, but sometimes it just doesn’t grow in until after it grows on your pubes.

As it turns out, after asking me about it, we both suffer from a permanent condition known as follicinus, a unique condition that only exists on our version of Earth in this alternate universe.  For people who have this condition, they are unable to grow any body or facial hair.  They can only grow hair on their scalp and head.  For some people, they hate it because they look young permanently and try to go through many ways of being able to grow body hair with hormone treatments and such.  For Casey and I, this discovery is just one more reason why we are a match made in heaven.  Or, perhaps, in the bathroom!

Knowing that we both had entirely smooth bodies was such a turn-on for both of us.  It was yet another reason why we couldn’t wait for today.  We couldn’t wait to rip our clothes off of each other.  Well, we wouldn’t exactly get to do that.  But we would definitely be naked!

I used all my strength to jump out of the pool on nearly my arm strength alone.  It was freezing outside, but I had remembered to turn on the warmers around the pool area.  The pool itself was heated, which made things much more bearable than they would have been!  As Casey saw me get out of the pool, he came running, literally.  I could feel the enormous amount of sexual energy and joy pouring out of him.  “Wow,” I thought, “I can now feel him from halfway across the pool area!”

Matt hadn’t really finished his normal amount of laps, but he quit anyway.  I guessed he was as horny as I was.  Or maybe more so!  I ran down the bleachers and skipped along the cool-deck until I nearly reached Matt.  He was so perfect!  Dripping wet and nearly naked, save for his Speedo.  What he said to me initially took me by surprise.  “Happy Anniversary!”

“Anniversary?” I said back, bewildered.

“Gee he can be kinda dumb sometimes,” I thought to myself.

“Four months to the day!” I said.  “Of when I met the cutest boy in all the world.  And I knew that I wanted him to be mine, forever.”

“Oh my god!  It is four months!  Why didn’t I remember that?  I’m usually the one who gets all goofy over special dates!” I replied, incredulously.

I wanted him.  And I wanted him now.  I moved closer to him and leaned in.

“But you’ll get all wet.” Matt said quietly.

“I’m already all wet for you, what’s a few more drops?” I replied, just as quietly.

His lips touched to mine, and mine to his.  We caressed each other’s faces with our right hands, as our left ones massaged each other’s bodies.

As we pulled away, we both whispered “I love you” to each other as we opened our eyes.  Our eyes were filled with pure love, and a healthy helping of lust.  We wanted each other so badly now, it was painful.  It would have to hurt just a tad bit longer though.

“So,” I said, “when do I get to pull down that Speedo of yours and dive into what’s underneath?”

I replied, “Well, in just a bit!  I need to change into a dry one so we can bike out of here.”

“And then?” I was totally on edge.  No more delays Mr. Matt!

“And then we bike over to your place and we fuck like bunnies.” I said as I made an evil grin.  Casey nearly wet himself.

Finally!  I’ve wanted to fuck like rabbits, or monkeys, or boyfriends…… for forever and a day!

I turned and went into the men’s restroom.  Casey followed eagerly.  Everything was setup prior to Casey ever arriving.  Everything was in place so that I could do what I needed to do in near-silence.  The drama of this Event would be intense.  Thanks to my newfound abilities to sense what Casey was feeling and thinking, I’d experience the entire thing nearly first-hand.

“Let me change real quick, I’ll just be a minute.” I turned around so that I could have eye contact with him as I said it.  His eyes were locked on mine, those cute pretty eyes!  I looked him up and down.  Dark gray jacket, red sweatshirt, black pants and his adorable white tennis shoes.  So perfect!

Without sending my thoughts to him, I thought to myself, “Be strong, Case.”

As I turned around, I saw my Casey move closer toward the sinks, which were just to the right of the stalls.  The urinals were opposite from the stalls, on the same wall as the door where you entered the restroom.  I headed for the first stall.  The same stall that Casey had gone in to use the toilet during his first early-morning visit to the pool.  I entered the stall and closed, but didn’t lock, the door.  “He’s looking at himself in the mirror.  Go.  Now!” came the information from the Toilets.  I could also sense that he was staring at himself, or something along those lines.

I silently slipped my Speedo down my legs, revealing my now-enormous erection.  I had to be sure it didn’t slap too hard against my stomach as to not arouse suspicion from Casey.  I let the suit fall to my ankles and then picked up my feet one at a time, to get it fully off of my body.  I hung it up to dry on the previously-raised toilet seat.  This was a commercial-type, open-ended toilet seat, so I could hang the suit over the left side of the seat’s U shape very easily.

Next, I spun around and quickly started lowering myself into the bowl behind me.  I was an expert at this by now, so it was just like riding a bike.  This time though, I had to do it faster and quieter than any previous time.  As I inserted my right foot down into the toilet’s mouth, Casey asked, “So what are we gonna do exactly?”  A quick mental check confirmed that he was still staring at himself in the mirror.  If he looked at the stall, he soon wouldn’t see my feet or legs, and that would become an instant concern in his inquisitive mind.

I quickly lowered my other foot up and over the bowl rim as it joined my right foot in the toilet’s mouth.  I steadied myself by putting my two hands on the front of the bowl rim.  I replied to Casey, “Well, how about some mutual oral action and we can suck each other’s cum down?   And then we can re-charge and I’ll stick my dick up that beautiful rear end of yours.”  I got more horny with every minute that went by!

“But, you haven’t seen my actual rear end yet!” I replied, acting serious.

“Yeah, well I have a good imagination.”  I pushed myself down, and further backwards into the toilet’s mouth.  I was instantly pliable and shrinkable once my right foot had entered the bowl water.  I pushed myself down and felt myself shrink, faster than I ever had before.  I pushed back until just my upper torso were visible outside the toilet’s mouth.  I felt my legs bend past their normal bending point as I adjusted my body to the first curvature of the toilet’s throat.

“Yeah, so do I.  I’ve been imagining what your dick and ass look like since we first met!” Casey replied.

I let go of the toilet bowl’s front rim and my right-hand found the flush handle.  “I love you Casey!” I thought.  And then, privately, to myself, I thought, “Come find me so we can make sweet love together.”  I flushed the toilet.

“God, that’s hot,” I thought to myself.  I heard Matt flush the toilet he was using.  That Cadet was just awesome.  I really wanted to have sex with Matt, and I really wanted to get flushed down one of these Cadets!  If I could just combine the two, that would be incredible!

“Remember to hold on as soon as you hit the ceiling, OK?”  came the reminder.  “Yep, no problem,” I thought back to the toilets.  The water built up around me. The siphon-jet in the toilet’s mouth sprayed my body.  And my upper body started to shrink.  “I’m gonna pull you down real quick, so Casey will hear me loud and clear.”  “Ready?”  I was more ready now than ever.

“Yeah, go ahead.  Suck me down!” I thought back to the toilet.

From my stomach to my head, the shrink gradient quickly rippled through my upper body.  I felt the suction building around my body in the toilet’s throat.  I felt the vortex forming in the bowl.  And as the last of me was totally shrunk, the tank flapper sat down above me and the toilet was sucking.

I was in water-flight, the sensation you get while being sucked up the first part of a toilet’s throat.  It’s incredibly exhilarating, as it totally defies gravity.   I felt my feet touch, and then bounce off the ceiling, and then I felt my butt hit it.  As soon as I felt it, I used my special strengths to bond and flatten my body up to the ceiling.  It was an exact spot, and an exact orientation that the toilets were going for.  I closed my eyes as I felt the final amount of water rushing over me as the toilet hungrily sucked it down.

I nearly came.  Knowing that Matt was in there changing, and hearing the awesome gurgle of that Cadet.  It was just too overpowering.  Somehow, I didn’t cum though.  It was weird being stopped from cumming.  And only being stopped when I was around Matt.  Weird!

I felt it as he heard it.  The toilet’s gurgle was incredible.  It was probably the most erotic and dirty gurgle I’d heard from any toilet, ever.  To Casey, well, he nearly soiled himself.  It took both me and the Toilets themselves to hold him back.

Soon all would be silent again in the restroom.  Soon Casey would realize there was now something wrong.  He would realize that his boyfriend was missing.

“You know, I can’t wait to stick my dick up your beautiful rear end!” I said, making myself even more horny.  If that was somehow even possible!  “And I want to lick you up and down, and let you have your way with me in any way you want.  I’m yours.  Forever.”

Matt didn’t reply right away.  I just heard the water running to the toilet’s tank so that it could refill.  I had remembered that it took a while to refill for some reason.  Maybe the water pressure wasn’t that great in this part of campus or something.

There was continued silence except for the tank refill.

“Doesn’t that sound hot?” I asked Matt.

No reply.

I waited a moment longer before thinking anything was wrong.  It was hard to think anything might be wrong in the incredibly euphoric state that I was in.

“Matt?”

No reply.

“Matt?  You ok in there?”

No reply.  A small amount of panic started to enter my thoughts.  “He couldn’t have left the restroom.  I’ve been looking through the mirror at the back wall and door the whole time he’s been in there!”

“Matt?”  I looked toward my left at the first stall, the one I saw him head towards as he went to change out of his Speedo.  I saw the bottom of the toilet.  And I saw…  Um, I didn’t see anything else.  Where were his feet?  Or sandals?  Or legs?

I leaned down to try to see more.  I didn’t see anything.  “Matt!”  I yelled.  “Matt!?”  “I guess I’ll have to walk in on you naked!  That should be ok by now, right?  Will I be breaking the rules?”

“Matt?”  I approached the stall door.  Once up to the door, I knocked on it.  “Like he would hear my knocking, but not my yelling!” I thought.

“He is sooooo flipping out!” I tried to not laugh internally.  There was actually a lot of sadness and fear coming from Casey.  “Just wait until…..” came the thought from the toilets.

I thought to myself, “well, I finally get to see him naked!”  I pushed on the door.  It wasn’t locked.

And there was nothing to see.

No Matt.

No boyfriend.

No smooth hot guy totally naked.

Just the toilet.

I was completely perplexed and bewildered at the same time.  My stare landed instantly on the toilet’s mouth.  It stared back at me.

And then it all hit me, right as I heard the tank shut off its water as it was now refilled.

My eyes darted around the stall.  Matt’s Speedo!  It was hanging from the toilet seat!  Matt’s clothes and shoes, neatly piled and folded on the floor to the left of the toilet.  And the toilet seat, it was up!  And the door, it had been unlocked!

 

In a burst of emotion, he broke out crying.  I felt it.  The toilets felt it.  And he most definitely felt it.  It was joy, sadness, fear and disbelief all wrapped in one.  Casey fully understood what had just happened.  He was so sad because his brain thought that I had ditched him or that I was dead.  And he was incredibly afraid of facing the truth: that I was The One and that I had just gone down this toilet, before his very ears.  And of course, his brain refused to believe that all of that had just happened.

“No!  It can’t be!”  I tried to reconcile with myself.  “It’s impossible!  He snuck out of the restroom and this was a huge joke on me!  He was done with me and my crazy toilet attraction!  And now he’s gone!”

I cried.  Hard.  I walked out of the stall.  I walked out of the restroom.  I walked to the gate of the pool area quickly.  I tried to open it.  But it was locked!

I looked out to the bike corral, and both of our bikes were still there!

“Why would he go through all this trouble to screw with me?”  I thought.  I continued bawling my eyes out as I sat down, rather collapsed onto the cool-deck.  “I love you Matt.  Don’t do this to me!  I want you so bad!  I’ll forget about the whole toilets thing!”  I said it all out loud, hoping he’d hear me somehow and come out of his hiding.  I didn’t care if anyone found out about the toilet thing.  If Matt had dumped me, then my life was over anyways.  I didn’t want to think of living without him.  I couldn’t imagine that.

“Matt, help me!  Come back!  Please!  I don’t want to live without you!  I can’t live without you!”

And I let myself go, all my negative emotions, all the bad possible outcomes, all the things that I had feared.  They all seemed to be happening to me.  My heart was broken, and I thoroughly was wetting the cool-deck with my tears.  I sobbed, bawled and cried for fifteen minutes or more.  I felt unbelievably alone.

“He’s gonna need some help.  Or he’ll never be able to do this.  Maybe we went too far?”  I thought.  I was nearly crying too.  So were the toilets. Around the world, every single toilet was feeling our emotions and our situation.  And they were all sad.  They had never expected that Casey would take it this hard.  “Send him one thought,” they told me.

I gathered enough mental strength to get through to Casey.  I tried to fight back my own tears that were being caused by our emotional connection.  “Case.  I can’t come to you.  But you can come to me.”

“What?” I sobbed.  I was on the ground, crying into the cool-deck when something flashed through my mind.  I tried to rewind it, to understand it.

“Case, I can’t come to you.  But you can come to me.”

“Are you dead?  Am I supposed to go to heaven or something to find you?  If you would quit playing these games, it would be a lot easier!”  I angrily thought.

“How do I come to you when I don’t even know where you are!?”  and my sobbing continued uncontrollably.

“You know how.”  The words flashed across my mind.

“But that means……” I thought.  I paused for a moment.

“But that’s, impossible!”  I thought, “Even with all my fantasies and raging hormones, even I know that it’s impossible!”

Still though, there was no logical or scientific idea that would truly solve this problem:  Matt was gone.  He didn’t beam himself up.  He didn’t leave on foot.  The front gate was locked.  Our bikes were still in the corral.  The door to his stall had been the only one still…..closed?  And what about…….?

My mind raced.  But my body was still crying.  Still on the ground.  Still wanting to wake up from this nightmare.  My mind told my body to pick itself up off the ground and return to the restroom.

I gradually followed my mind’s orders and picked myself up slowly from the ground and went back to the restroom.  As I looked around the stall, Matt shoes were…….to the left of the toilet!  Did he look left instead of right when he hugged toilets?

“Wait!” I thought, “What did I just think????”  “But Matt isn’t into toilets!”

As soon as I thought about hugging toilets, my dick, soft from the emotional ordeal, started hardening.

“God, he’s a mess.” I thought.  “Yeah, and you’ve only known him for four months!” quipped the toilets.   “I hope I don’t have to stay up here for forever!”

My gaze once again returned to the toilet.  And then I got the sense of déjà vu again.  I had been here before!  I had seen this exact setup before!  My hardened dick pressed outward against my tight underwear.  I stared at Matt’s Speedo hanging from the seat.  That meant that Matt was naked somewhere!  I really wanted to see him naked!

My eyes moved from the Speedo down into the bowl again.  God this toilet was incredible.  It was a perfect elongated Cadet.  Pure white.  Its mouth was so cute.  And its sounds were awesome.  I really wanted to go down this toilet!

I got a body-shiver.  It shook me more violently than any previous one.  It happened at the moment that I thought of going down the toilet.  And then the idea really struck me.

“What if it was possible?”  “What if?   What if?  What if Matt didn’t run away?  What if, Matt, …..went down the toilet?”  That would mean…….

“But you can come to me.”  I repeated those words in my mind.  “You know how.”

Wait a minute!  Was it Matt?!  Was Matt the one talking into my mind?  Did Matt really like toilets after all?

I thought about Matt possibly going down the toilet.  His perfect body getting swished around in the bowl and then sucked into the mouth.  His slender torso going easily up, over and then down……..down the toilet.

I shuddered violently as the toilet’s awesome gurgle repeated in my mind.

Then I imagined myself going down the toilet.  And I shuddered ferociously.  In fact, I had to grip the stall to keep my balance.  I bumped into the toilet while doing this and a shot of energy came over me from where my leg had touched the toilet.

But if it really was possible, how would I do it?  And what were the repercussions?  I hadn’t worked any of that stuff out.  If it was possible, I would be going down a real working toilet.  Not some big water-park ride or something.  I might never come back to my real life!  But what about Matt?  If he just went down, then maybe he’s thought of these kind of things?!

I analyzed all the possible ways to go down a toilet for a few minutes, trying to remember the exposed throatline from the park-restroom incredible toilet.  I guessed that this toilet had the same type of throat, even though I couldn’t see the outline of it.

If I was going to go, I would have to do it feet first, with my chest facing down into the bowl.  That was the safest way I could figure.  And that was guessing that somehow the toilet wouldn’t break me in half while sucking me down its throat.  AND, that there was some magical way that the toilet would shrink me down to a smaller size.  Because if that didn’t happen, then there was no way for me to get flushed down this toilet or any normal-size toilet.  I remembered that I had figured out all of this years before, but had forgotten about it lately.

And it was then that I really felt it, that same feeling that I got when I was with the park-restroom toilet.  It was a tingly, warm and fuzzy feeling all over.  It was also a dirty and erotic feeling, just as I had gotten when I looked at that toilet’s exposed throatline.  I had wanted to go down it so, so badly.  And now, I looked at the side of this toilet, and I wanted to go down it just as badly.

“I think he’s gonna do it!”  I was starting to jump for joy inside myself.  “Yeah, if it wasn’t for his huge sex drive and imagination, he wouldn’t be able to,” said the toilets.

And there was the last thing.  Risk.  I was risking my life, potentially, doing this.  Or, nothing could happen and I’d just get my feet wet and probably jerk myself off in the process.  I generally didn’t take many risks, I played it safe a lot in my life.  But all that had started to change with Matt.  I took a big risk talking to him at the Assembly (against my fear of rejection).  I took a big risk by telling him any of the toilet stuff.  And now, I would be taking the biggest risk of all: seeing if my secret wish was coming true, that Matt was exactly like me with this toilet thing.

I closed my eyes, and thought of Matt.  I thought of how much I wanted him.  I also thought of the toilets, and how much I really wanted to understand them.  If this whole thing wasn’t some crazy dream, then I would be getting both of these things today, but I had to take a risk.

So, I started to disrobe.

My clothes came off one by one, jacket, sweatshirt, undershirt.  My young, smooth torso was revealed.  I slowly dragged my hands over my upper chest, feeling myself up and making myself even more horny in the process.  I neatly folded the clothes and put them on the floor to the right of the toilet.

Next it was off with my shoes, socks, pants and finally, underwear.  I slipped them all off slowly, almost doing some kind of strip-show for the toilet.  I knew that somewhere, somehow, Matt was probably watching all of this.  So, in essence, I was putting on a private show for him.  I put these final clothes on top of my other ones, ending with the shoes.  They were arranged identically to Matt’s clothes, except they were to the right instead of the left of the toilet.

And now I was completely naked.  The last time I had been completely naked in a public restroom was years ago with that park-restroom toilet.  I was feeling pretty much the same way as back then.  Ultra-horny and there was this energy stroking through me that I couldn’t explain.  It felt like some kind of new high, some new euphoria level.  I wished I could be on it forever!

And now to do the one thing which I always had practiced, hugging the toilet to show it that I cared about it.  And this was no different.  I sat down on the warm tile floor (they spared no expense with heating that place in the winter!) and grabbed the sides of the toilet to bring myself closer to it.  To no surprise, the toilet was also warm!  My hardened erection slid under the front of the bowl and matched up to the little V-shape under the front of the bowl.  My feet wrapped around the back of the toilet throat and I placed my hands on the sides of the bowl itself.  I couldn’t believe that I might actually get my dream!  I would actually go down this toilet?!  It still seemed impossible, but at that point, I didn’t really care one way or the other!

I looked into the bowl in front of me, straight at the toilet’s mouth.  It was an adorable American Standard mouth.  Nicely curved, and long and slender due to the elongated bowl.  I said to the toilet, “Matt, if you’re down there somewhere, I’m coming to find you!  And, beautiful, incredible toilet?  Will you take me to him?”  I didn’t expect a response, but somehow, one appeared.  If I wasn’t looking at the bowl, I wouldn’t have seen it.  A single bubble formed in the water, near the center of the bowl.  It lasted just for a second or so, and then popped.

What was the significance of that bubble?  It was a single bubble, or in digital terms, a number one.  Or a ‘yes’.  Or it could have just been coincidence.

It was time.  Time to find Matt.  And I had to go down the toilet to do it.

I pushed back from the toilet and slowly stood up.  There was only one way to do this.  I turned around and faced the door of the stall.  I took a step backward so that I was nearly touching the front of the toilet bowl.  I was no stranger to putting my body parts in toilets, but I wasn’t ready for what happened next.

I lifted my right leg up and over the bowl rim, gingerly lowering my foot into the bowl.  I looked down at my dick, which was waving furiously back and forth.  My balls had expanded and my scrotum was in full-stretched-out mode.  My sexual energy was at a peak.  I let my foot down into the water, about half way.  As soon as I felt contact with the water, a new presence entered the stall.  Or I entered it.  Or something happened.  I felt as if I wasn’t alone, but yet there was still no one else around.  Maybe it was more like a spirit or something.  I tried to let myself not get distracted.

I lowered my foot down the rest of the way into the bowl.  This toilet didn’t hold much water in its bowl between flushes, so there wasn’t that much to start with.  I felt around with my toes to find the toilet’s mouth.  As I slid my foot back a few inches, my toes dropped down into the toilet’s mouth.  Now was the test.  I’d done this several times before with my own toilet at home, but nothing ever happened.  I gently pushed down and back with my foot.   And a whole new sensation took over.

A tingling started in my toes, and I felt as if I was losing the sense of feeling the bones in my foot!  Other than that, I felt nothing.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  Well, nothing that I could feel anyways.  I turned my head around to see what had happened or not happened to my foot.  I was shocked by what I saw.

“So It IS possible!” I thought to myself.  Half of my foot had disappeared past the toilet’s mouth!!

“Of course, dumbass!”  I thought, forgetting to keep it to myself.  I was sort of getting impatient a bit.  “Nice going!” responded the toilets.  Of course, Casey heard me clear as a bell since we were now both in the toilet.

“Dumbass?” I thought back.  The words had flashed through my mind.  It had to be Matt, there was no other explanation now.  He had better do some explaining of all this pretty soon!

I turned back around as the tingly feeling traveled up my right foot.  I pushed it back a bit more, and my toes felt something new.  It was……it had to be the back of the toilet’s throat!  The tingling sensation started to work its way up my lower right leg.  What was this sensation all about?

I put my right hand on the front of the toilet bowl rim to steady myself, and I reached up my left leg up and over into the bowl.  I felt for my other leg and pushed it down next to it.  The instant my left foot hit the water, the tingling sensation started there too.

But how do I get both feet and legs down into the toilet’s mouth?  By just pushing?

I tried pushing harder with my left foot, trying to push my right leg out of the way or something.  I quickly found out the reason for the tingly sensations.

I had started losing bone structure!  As I tried to push my right leg out of the way, it just squished down and to the side.  My left foot slipped right past it into the toilet’s mouth and throat.  I had to see this, because I just couldn’t believe it.  I turned around to look and it was what I had always dreamed of seeing: My two calves were still full size, yet below them, my feet and ankles had shrunk!  And my two calves were protruding from the toilet’s mouth!

The sexual high that I was on shot up a few more levels when I saw myself coming out of the toilet’s mouth.  I wanted more.  I wanted the whole thing.

With both hands on the front bowl rim, I pushed myself down and back.  I started to lose some sense of my lower legs.  They slipped entirely into the toilet’s throat, with my thighs protruding out into the bowl.  I played my feet against the back of the throat, even though I couldn’t really control them much.  I just was able to wave them around a bit.  Without bone structure, you don’t really get to do much it seems!

One more section, I thought.  Maybe I’ll just have my butt sit down in the toilet’s mouth and it can suck me down from there or something.  I pushed again, harder.  The sensations shot up the rest of my legs and into my crotch.  My legs bent inside the throat, in a direction they couldn’t normally bend.  And my body slowly slipped down into the toilet’s waiting mouth.  I worked myself down there until my butt was right in the mouth.  It was perfect.  People sat on toilets on their butts, and now I was inside a toilet, with its mouth on my butt!

I couldn’t have really gone much further at that point, since I still needed my right arm to flush the toilet!  I doubted it had some remote control or something, even if it was capable of doing all that it was doing to me at the moment.

I wiggled in delight.  I pushed my butt in and out of the toilet’s mouth.  My erection, still incredibly hard, felt tiny now that half of my body was shrunk.  I moved my legs from side to side in the toilet’s throat, ‘smacking’ them against the sides of the throat.  But apparently, no damage resulted.  And I couldn’t really feel them except for a ‘jelly-like’ feel.  It was really, really weird.

“His feet are so cute!” I thought to myself.  I was watching him learn about the toilet by moving his lower body around the mouth and throat.  The bottoms of his feet were just inches from my body, and they needed to stay there so he wouldn’t discover me just yet.

After playing for a minute, I calmed myself back down.  It was now do or die.  Risk or reward.  Flush or go home.  Matt or bust!

My right-hand slowly found its way to the flush handle on the tank.  I fingered the metallic surface and traced the contours of it for a few moments.  I then grasped it with three fingers and got ready to pull it down.

“I’m coming Matt!”  I looked down my body as I said it into the bowl.  My hand pulled down, and I flushed the Cadet that I was in.

I could not have even imagined how powerful a toilet truly was until that moment.

With the standard ‘double swoosh’ sound, the entire bowl, rim spray and siphon jet came to life in a second.  The powerful siphon jet was directly on my dick and balls, giving them the biggest ‘jet job’ ever!  And speaking of siphon jet, it pushed my body back a few inches into the toilet’s throat.  My right hand re-joined my left on the front bowl rim as I now held on for dear life.  Looking back, I guess that is what most ordinary people would do if they were caught in a flushing toilet: try to hang on!  The siphon-jet in the toilet’s mouth was much more powerful than I had ever thought.  It’s no wonder why, without it, most toilets wouldn’t flush!

The bowl filled with water faster than I had ever thought it would.  And of course, the experience was amplified since I was starting to approach ‘flushable’ size as my body kept getting pushed farther into the toilet’s throat.  The tingling sensations continued moving up my torso, they seemed to follow the level of the waterline in the bowl.

I started to feel something new, which was tough as everything was new to me.  The siphon jet was still blasting me backwards, but something started pulling me backwards.

“Oh my god!  It’s suction!”  The toilet was starting to go into sucking mode!  I would have already been a goner if I hadn’t been holding onto the rim.

I felt the swishing water in the bowl starting to really spin now.  It was spinning with me in the center of it!  I knew what was coming next.  But now I was actually getting scared.  I didn’t know what to do!

“Matt, help me!  I’m so scared!”  I thought.

I had never thought I would actually be scared to do what I had dreamed of for years.  But I was terrified to let go.  I just couldn’t do it.

“Let go.  Just let go.”  it was the only thing I could offer him.   I gathered up all of my love and transmitted it to him.

I felt an overwhelming sensation of love and calming energy.  “Just let go,” came the thought into my mind.  But I was so……so……..oh, what the fuck?!

I don’t know what came over me, but I let go of the toilet bowl rim.  My hands were free.  My body was free.  The toilet wasted no time in doing what it did best.  Flushing.  Me.

Without me holding on, I slipped further back into the toilet’s throat.  My upper body splashed the rest of the way down in the water.  The tingling sensation zipped all the way up my body, up my arms and then it zapped me in my brain as it reached my head.  I went unconscious for a moment as I lost the sense of feeling in the rest of my body.  It was all too much to take in.

Did I mention that I lost the sense of feeling in my body?  You can guess what that meant!  My upper body was simultaneously shrunk down as the toilet swallowed me whole!  I opened my eyes underwater and got one last look up the bowl.  A perspective I’d never seen before!  I saw the rim spray shooting down and the water above me swirling and swishing around the bowl.  But that only lasted a second.

I heard and felt the tank flapper close above me.  I felt the water to the jet cut-off as my body slipped down, now fully in the toilet’s mouth.  And then I was truly a goner.  The toilet was sucking.  And I got sucked down, fast.

But not down, really……backwards, and up.  It was like being shot out of a cannon or something, going straight up!  I felt my ‘feet’, or whatever they were now, brush against something as the sucking water carried me upwards.  And then, when I felt that I was about to go backwards again…….

“OWWW!!!!!!!”

“Bulls-eye!” I exclaimed internally.  “It worked!!!!”

“He did it!  They’re linked!”  the toilets were so happy that the hard part was now over.

A new, extremely painful sensation came over me.  From my butt.  I had hit something really hard.  “I must be bleeding, now I’m sure to die!” I thought.  It hurt so bad!

The thought of dying got washed away real quick as the “thing” that I apparently smacked into suddenly grew legs and arms.  The pain from my butt increased even more so, but then somehow, started to subside.  All of this happened in the span of like 3 seconds.

My dick had nailed the target: Casey’s incredibly cute butt, which I finally could see naked.  The toilets had told me to keep my dick hard (like it wouldn’t be!) and aim it at a certain angle during Casey’s flush.  And it had worked.  The head of my cock had met his rear entrance perfectly.  As soon as I felt it, I wrapped my arms and legs around my beautiful boyfriend.  I squeezed our bodies together, completely sinking my eight and half inches into him.  I was fully connected to him mentally, emotionally and physically now, and he was in great pain from being fucked for the first time.  My dick had been lubed specially during the flush, but getting fucked for the first time is still painful, especially at the speed that my dick went into his butt.  I shrunk my dick just slightly so he would relax, and his pain greatly subsided.  His ass tightened around my dick and I released us from the ceiling in the toilet’s throat.

The legs and arms of the ‘thing’ wrapped themselves around my body and we went backwards together.  I felt my knees and chest touch against the top of some kind of wall in the throat, and the rest was kind of a blur.

The bottom dropped out from underneath us and we got smacked around a lot as we fell down the back of the toilet’s throat.  I felt my head hit the ‘bottom’, it seemed.  There would have been no way to do this without losing some of my bone structure and such.

After my head smacked bottom, ecstasy overtook me.  I felt and heard, loud and clear, the toilet gurgling.  It was in ecstasy too.  And somehow, I felt its emotions.  I didn’t know how.

And then it was dark.  Very dark.  I couldn’t see anything.  I fell asleep, or lost consciousness.  Or something.

I woke up.

Where was I?

When was I?

There was no point of reference.  It was totally dark.

And what was that, that…….feeling?

There was something lodged in my butt.  I was being fucked by something!  What was it?  Or, who was it?

I started to feel around frantically in the dark.  I realized I was laying on something.  Something soft.  I put my hand out and I felt an arm that was connected to the ‘soft something.’  It was smooth, and toned but not super-muscular.  I traced it down to its hand.  I put my hand in its hand.  And its hand gently squeezed mine.  Who’s hand could it be?  Why would there be a hand here in the dark?

“Matt?”  I thought.  “Is it you?”

“Turn around.”  I thought back to Casey.

“You can hear my thoughts?”  I queried back.

“Just turn around.”  I thought back.

I didn’t know how, but I somehow turned around without disconnecting myself from the whatever-it-was that was fucking me.

And then there was some light.  It came from everywhere and yet nowhere.  But at least I could finally see.  And I could see him.

“I’m sorry I had to take this long to tell you.” The words came into my mind as the light got brighter.

“Did I just get……”

“Which means that you had gone…..”

“And so you really are into……”

The light was bright enough now.  Everything clicked for me.  Everything.

Internally and externally.  Emotionally and mentally.  By thought and by physical tears, I cried.  And he cried.  This was beyond pure joy.  It was beyond pure love.  This was on the soul-mate level.

“I love you” came as a thought and an emotion, simultaneously.  From and to, each of us.

I wiggled my butt on his dick, and he squeezed his dick in my ass.  I didn’t know where we were, but we were together.  I could finally see my boyfriend, Matt.  And we were both finally naked.  And he was fucking me.

It was a surreal moment.  No.  It was a perfect moment.  It was over in an instant.  But in that instant, we lived forever.

I looked at Matt.  Even in the strange light, he was beautiful.  He was smiling, that adorable smile that I loved.  He didn’t need to speak.  Apparently we were beyond words now.  Somehow, we were communicating by thought alone.

Casey looked at me.  At first with disbelief, and then his look of pure love returned.  But then it turned beyond love.  The pure emotions pouring out of him were incredible.  I drank them up and let them fill my spirit.  He was in love, all over again.  And he knew he didn’t have to worry about anything anymore.  He had found the only one he wanted.  And now, that he knew about me, I was in love all over again.  I had nothing to hide anymore.

As we came back from that perfect moment, we realized what we both needed at that point, and wasted no time in doing it.  I leaned down and Matt leaned up as we grabbed each other’s bodies with our arms, squeezing each other tightly.  And we kissed and made love like never before, our emotions and thoughts flying back and forth.

“Matt, I’ve wanted to find you, for my whole life!”

“I know.  I’ve been waiting for you for so long!”

“But how, how is that possible?”

“It’s the toilets, they knew we would find each other.  And they did a few other things to help us along too.”

“Casey, I love you, so much!”

“No, I love you…..even more!”

I learned what fucking was like.  Matt was gentle, and tried to prolong it. But it was no use, he was beyond horny.  I slowly learned to feel his emotions and sexual urges as they built to a crescendo, as his dick enlarged inside me.  His heart rate picked up as the intensity of our making out shot through the roof.

And then, at the last possible second, he broke our kiss.  He nudged my body back as quickly and gently as he could with his hands.  And my dick disappeared into his mouth!

I was intent on making this the most awesome first sexual experience that anyone could ever have!  I was seconds from exploding and I broke our kiss.  Casey’s look was a mix of ecstasy and bewilderment.  I didn’t stop to look at him long before diving into his crotch.  His dick was beautiful!  I licked around the head once and took the entire shaft down my throat.  I felt a surge of sexual waves coming from Casey through our intimate emotional connection.  He was about to lose it!  We were both about to lose it!

I went slightly up and down on his dick one last time, finally sitting down fully on him.  I had never had a blowjob before, unless you call getting ‘jetted’ by the toilet a blowjob!  I was about to cum.  Matt had licked me once, and then swallowed my entire dick.  It was just too much…….I was……he was……..I could feel him somehow.  He was ready.  And I was ready.

And they came simultaneously, both squirting into each other’s bodies.  We felt it and were in pure joy for them and for the fact that this whole plan had finally worked.  Now they could be free to explore each other, and we could help them explore us too.

Casey’s hot boy cream shot all the way down my throat.  He was already past my gag reflex, so it all went down pretty easy.  I pulled him back just a little to get some of it in my mouth.  Damn, it was sweet and pure.  I licked his dick clean and left a little bit of his cum in my mouth.  Simultaneously, I exploded inside him, filling him with all of my Love Potion  69.

I came, right down Matt’s throat.  That was such a turn in and of itself!  I kept going and going and going!  He pulled me out a little bit and licked me until he got everything out of my dick.  And he shot his load of cum straight up my insides.  My ass was all wet inside from him.  I could feel his dick convulsing as it sent torpedo after torpedo of his hot spunk up my ass.

I slowly pulled off of his dick, and brought my face up to his again.  He was catching on to the thought and emotion thing pretty quick.  We kissed, deeply.  Casey tasted his own cum in my mouth and brought some of it to his mouth.  We both swallowed his remaining boy-cream, simultaneously.

“Rest, recharge,” I thought to Casey.  He responded by leaning us both down so he could lay down on top of me, simultaneously pulling my dick out of his butt.

The strange light around us dimmed, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.  For the first time, we slept together, naked.