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Jacob had been constipated lately. It had been a solid 10 days since they’d last shit, and they were really starting to feel it. Their stomach was bloated and was constantly churning. The laxatives they’d tried that morning hadn't even worked.
That afternoon Jacob was washing dishes when Hayden came into the litchen. He noticed Jacob’s slouched posture and came up behind them.
“Stomach still hurts?”
Jacob nodded. “Like hell.”
Hayden made a sympathetic noise, before moving fully behind them and rubbing their stomach. He kneaded and massaged the area, hoping to get things moving. Jacob let out a quiet moan; it felt amazing.
Hayden kneaded at a specific part and Jacob let out a loud fart.
“Oh my god,” they practically moaned, before turning red with embarrassment. Hayden didn’t waver, continuing to move his hands along Jacob’s digestive track. They continued to let out farts, and the relieving pressure felt amazing. Jacob moved a hand over their mouth to stifle the constant moans.
Eventually, Jacob felt a heavy pressure at their backdoor. They tensed, trying to wiggle out of Hayden’s grasp.
“Hay, let me go, I think I need the bathroom.” They said desperately. Hayden didn’t move.
“Just let it out.” He mumbled, voice low.
“What? No, Hayden I’m not going to shit in the kitchen.”
“If you move now, it’ll undo all the progress you made. You’ll be back to being miserable.”
Jacob considered it. They certainly didn't want to go back to how they felt a while ago. They were squirming in place, tiny farts squeaking out as they thought. They were snapped out of it by a soft groan from Hayden.
It was then they realized Hayden had a massive hard on.
“Are…are you enjoying this?” Jacob asked. They couldn't fully see him, but they knew the tips of his ears went red.
“I’m just trying to make you feel better. And you’re squirming your ass on my crotch.” Hayden denied. Jacob could tell he was lying.
The pressure reached another height and they doubled over.
“Ohh…fuck,” Jacob moaned quietly, not missing how Hayden’s hands tightened on their stomach.
“Jay, we both remember what happened in the bathroom the other week. Just let go, you’ll feel better.” Hayden removed one hand from their stomach to rub their back.
“…Hayden I’m not shitting on you in our kitchen.” Jacob said, trying one last line of defense. To this, Hayden simply stepped to the side, keeping his hand on Jacob’s stomach. He applied slight pressure, and Jacob felt the log slide a bit. “Mmph, fuck-” They moaned, not able to stifle that one. At this point, there was no going back. They decided to go for it, inhibitions be damned.
Jacob began to push slightly, knees buckling a bit. The first log was hard, Jacob knew it was going to be massive. Part of them hated how masochistic they were. The other…
“Haaah, ngh, it's coming out,” they moaned, continuing to push. Their posture became more squatted as they strained. Hayden’s hand stayed on their stomach, eyes dark as he watched them. The log began to snake out slowly, folding inside Jacob’s underwear and visible through their sweatpants.
“Hghhh- fuck… It's so- hff- big. And ha—ahhgh— hard.” As it hit its largest point and began to taper off, Jacob’s moans changed slightly. “Ohhh, god, that felt so good.”
They dared to take a glance at Hayden, who’s pupils were blown wide watching.
The log finally snaked all the way out, and Jacob sighed. It was massive, the bulge in their pants being larger than a grapefruit. Just then, their stomach growled loudly. They could feel it rolling against Hayden’s hands.
Jacob, doubts now forming, looked up at Hayden, who was very clearly turned on. “There's so much— gah— more.”
Hayden applied more pressure to Jacob’s stomach, leaning down to whisper in their ear. “Just let it out, Jay. Keep going. You look so fucking hot like this you have no idea.”
The pressure and Hayden’s praise broke the floodgates, and Jacob bore down again.
“H-haaannnnghh, ahh, shitttt,” They moaned uninhibited as the second log began to slide out, just as big as the first. Their hole stretched around it, and it felt wonderful. Jacob’s eyebrows knitted together, moans turning strained as it finished, only for another to be right behind. “Mmmphhh, hfffff—”
The three logs stretched Jacob’s bottoms. They now sagged with the weight, turning brown. The bulge was almost the size of a small melon.
Jacob’s stomach rumbled again, and Hayden was right there in their ear. “Keep pushing baby, let it out for me. You’re doing such a great job.” Jacob moaned again, this time from the praise.
The next logs were much less hard, and they slid out of Jacob with minimal effort. They kept pushing and grunting, hips shifting with every log that came out. They had no idea how long they’d been shitting.
“There's so…hmfff, much.” They said, turning to look at Hayden. The hand not on their stomach was now palming him through his own shorts.
The last log slid out, followed by a loud airy fart. Jacob let out a huge sigh. “Fuck, that was…fuck.” They turned their head as best they could to survey the damage. Fortunately, their underwear kept it mostly contained, but some leaked through the leg holes. The top of their sweatpants sagged, showing their lower back and the top part of their ass.
Now that they were done pushing, they noticed Hayden had completely zoned out staring at their mess. They swayed their hips, moving Hayden’s stationary hand that sat on their stomach down to their crotch to cover their own erection. Hayden finally snapped out of it.
“You like what you see?” Jacob asked, still slightly out of breath. Hayden’s eyes flicked up to meet theirs, and they saw the barely concealed desire in them.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.