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CW: The following story contains an illustration showing human waste. Reader discretion advised if you may find this material offensive.

The sound of a bell rang. It was 3:45 pm and Yannis’ shift working at the armory was coming to an end. His fellow privates working were quick in finishing up their tasks, with some essentially pretending to work the last five minutes. “Hey Yanni, you coming?” One of the fellow recruits asked.

“Don’t wait up for me, I’m gonna be a little bit longer on the restoration of this.” Yannis replied referring to the antique firearm that was needed for an upcoming ceremony.

Yannis turned to the presiding officer “Very impressive work Private Aristoros?” The officer commented.

“Thank you sir, I want to make sure it’s pristine for this weekend.” Yannis replied. “ Is it okay if I stay back, it will only be 15 mins?”

the officer looked at his watch. “I have a meeting at 4 in the central administration building…but I see the passion and skill you have Aristoros. Say, just this once I’ll give you the spare key. You’ll need to place it in the lockbox outside. Promise me you’ll do that?”

“I promise sir.” Yannis answered with a salute.

The officer retrieved the key and handed over it over to Yannis. Yannis continued on with his work as the officer left the armory room.

Yannis finished his work, and locked up the weapon. He looked at the wall’s clock, it was 4:00pm

As Yannis had left the room and stood in the covered outdoor arcade it dawned on him how quiet it was. The space across the arcade had also been vacated when the bell rang. The other doors in view were also closed. Yannis eyed a water fountain just across the arcade. Feeling a bit parched, he walked over to quench his thirst.

Coming up for air, Yannis wiped his mouth and turned to face the armory room’s door and he spotted the lockbox to the left. Yannis took a moment to stretch and his eyes landed on a door at the far left of side of the wall in front of him, the officers’ latrine.

Whether it was his stretch, a generous drink of the fountain, or the peace and quiet (maybe all the above), with the sight of a washroom, Yannis’ body sent the signal to his brain: it was in need of relief.

The door was clear with its signage, “OFFICERS ONLY”. Yannis knew that lower ranks were not permitted to use these facilities. More importantly, he’d heard these rooms required a key to access.

Yannis headed towards the lockbox. As he did so the image appeared in his mind, the 15 minute walk back to the dormitory, the communal latrine with no dividers, let alone stalls. In the late afternoon break, who knows if he’d have to queue to get a seat.

Yannis reached into his pocket and took out the key. As he looked at the key he wondered “Could this work on that door?” With this, Yannis checked his surroundings and made a cautious detour towards the door on the far left side.

As Yannis approached, the sign felt almost like a warning, but the urge he felt placated any concern. Presenting the key, he attempted to insert it in the lock beneath the knob. It didn’t fit. “Shit!” Yannis said to himself quietly. With a sense of frustration and curiosity, he jostled the doorknob. To his surprise it seemed to turn. He tried again and the door opened. Yannis looked to his left and right one more time before swiftly entering and gently closing the door behind him.

On the inside the room would have seen unremarkable to many. It appeared mostly as an average public washroom. To Yannis however, the presence of stalls, was a sight for his weary eyes. The privacy to use a bathroom that wasn’t noisy and full of a host of personalities, was something he sorely missed.

As he gingerly made his way, Yannis noticed the walls were half trimmed in white marble, unlike the cinder block walls of the latrine he was accustomed to. Past the row of urinals on the right was the set of three stalls. After briefly checking the gaps, Yannis chose the far stall. It appeared to be the roomiest, but more important it was the most discreet. In the event someone should come in, here he had the best chance of going unnoticed.

Pushing the stall door in, revealed a cubicle with a porcelain commode topped with a black seat, and the classic rear metal flusher. Stepping closer, Yannis could see it was clean and well maintained.

Yannis took a second to admire the stall’s interior. He reached to touch the marble on the rear wall. Feeling its cool surface was a relief of its own from the heat of a summer’s day.

Turning to face away from the toilet, Yannis began to unbuckle and unbutton his pants. Tucking each hand inside the sides of his underwear, Yannis lowered his military issued white briefs and camo pants down to his shins in one motion. Simultaneously, Yannis at his hairy thighs and ass down on the toilet. Hardly a second passed, when the sound of the restroom door opening was heard.

“Shit” Yannis thought to himself. He hoped whoever it was would swing toward the urinals and hardly give the stalls a second glance.

Now frozen and looking to his left, Yannis could hear the footsteps of boots entering the washroom. They walked straight at a consistent, but leisurely pace and they passed the row of urinal. Yannis’ turned his head slightly as he followed the sound. The footsteps now passed the first stall, as they walked by the second, Yannis’ stare shifted straight in front of him. The shadow of a figure darkened the floor as they landed in front of the last stall, where Yannis sat, still frozen in place. It was then that Yannis noticed he had failed to latch the stall door.

Before Yannis could arise in a move to lock anyone from entering, the stall door was pushed in. In a shock, Yannis moved to close his legs and place his hands in way to conceal his groin. As the door slowly hit the wall with a soft thud, Yannis was surprised to see a peer, Private Dimitri Orstrov.

“Well, Well. Well what are we doing here Aristoros?” Dimitri uttered with a smug expression.

“What does it look like…anyway I could ask you the same thing Dimitri.” Yannis countered.

“Oh I was just having a smoke on my way back to the barracks, when I should spot you sneaking in here.” Dimitri began “Last time I checked you’re not an officer.” He continued.

“Is that why you came in here…what do you want Dimitri?” Yannis asked.

Dimitri smiled “I want your post a the armory.”

Yannis scoffed. “Fuck off, I’m not giving you that.”

Dimitri’s smile disappeared, but his smug expression remained. He reached to his back pocket and pulled out a walkie talkie “Private Orstrov here are you still coming?”

Not but a few seconds later, the washroom door opened again. Powerful regimented foot falls could be heard approaching. Dimitri turned briefly “Over here sir.” He added as he moved from the middle of the stall’s doorway. A tall figure walk up to Dimitri, it was Officer Martin.

The officer turned to look into the stall. “Private Aristoros, so you are the culprit?” Yannis couldn’t believe what all was happening.

“I must say when Private Orstrov reported a vandal breaking into this officer’s latrine, I didn’t realize you were being figurative.” Officer Martin continued

“Aristoros, you do realize it is a violation for a private to break into the officer’s latrine?” The officer questioned now entering the stall.

“Sir I can expl…” Yannis began.

“It’s a yes or no sir question.” The officer interrupted.

”yes sir.” Yannis replied now beginning to sweat.

“Care to explain then why you’ve made a mess on this fine commode?” Officer Martin followed up.

“Sir, I haven’t made a mess, I mean if I had there surely would be a smell.” Yannis explained.

”Are you suggesting, that you’re just sitting here for the hell of it and not to use the facilities. Is this some sort of joke?” Officer Martin continued.

Before Yannis could respond, Dimitri chimed in as he entered the stall as well “Oh he’s here to use the facilities sir. I saw him mixing some psyllium husk he got from the commissary into his drink during lunch.”

Officer Martin turned to look at Dimitri, “Private Orstrov was I talking to you? Leave or I will have to write you up as well for a violation.” He said in stern, but composed tone.

“But sir I…” Dimitri began. Officer Martin continued to glare.

“That’s an order private.” Officer Martin added.

Dimitri, annoyed turned to exit the stall and walked his way back to the entrance. The sound of the door swinging shut echoed.

Officer Martin turned back to Yannis. “Is what Private Orstrov said true?”

Yannis’ gut made a noise, before he could answer.

“Look Aristoros I’m not a monster, but I can’t let rules slide in front of others.”

“Sir I appreciate that.” Yannis replied, with the tension of the situation starting to ease. Both men flashed a brief smile.

“If you ask me, somethings get lost under the guise of discipline, and camaraderie.” Officer Martin went on. “I think this may be one of them.” He said now half pacing

“I’ve been in your shoes before. Making the trot back to the barracks in hopes there’s not a line. All the while imagining the officers who were already blasting away in some unknown comfort.” Officer Martin went on.

“I think it’s time we fix that. Here is what I can do, I’ll talk with the upper administration about making this washroom open to everyone not just the officers.” Officer Martin took a pause. “All aside, private you’ve been patient.” Now standing next to Yannis, He rested his hand on Yannis’ shoulder and looked over at him. “Will you do the honors and be the first?”

“I accept the mission sir. May I ask if you will be my witness?” Yannis answered taking the same formal tone. Something about Officer Martin’s speech endeared him and he couldn’t help feel that since Dimitri had left, a different kind of tension had been building.

Officer Martin remained composed. “Yes private I will happily be your witness.” At this Officer Martin move back to standing near the stall’s entrance. The two men each raised their hand to salute the other.

Not a moment after Yannis’ hand was lowered did his sphincter respond

FFFRRRRRTT

Yannis sighed in relief before releasing another two farts.

A strong and loud stream of piss sounded as it ran down the inside front wall of the toilet bowl and into the water below.

A cramp in his stomach signaled a series of punctuated farts. Yannis braced the bowl with his hands. At first what emerged was hard, but gave way to a continuous soft log. It crackled softly as Yannis pushed it out and it collected at the bottom of the toilet bowl. Yannis’ mouth was agape the entire time.

Yannis sighed once more and looked down. Officer Martin smiled.

“No greater pleasure is there?” He asked Yannis.

Yannis looked up and smiled back. Was that a slight bulge in the Officer Martin’s pants that wasn’t there before, he wondered. Yannis didn’t want to admit it until now, but he had enjoyed that Officer Martin was here with him. He hadn’t really looked at him much before (and for good reason), but Yannis now noticed how attractive he found Officer Martin to be. It also seemed that Officer Martin may have been attempting to conceal the bulge, placing his hands in front.

“You don’t have to hide it sir.” Yannis stated, a risky take, but figured he could rephrase if he sensed it going south. “It’s okay with me.”

“I know I’ve violated the rules.” He said with a slight grin.

Officer Martin, moved his hands, face shifting to a smirk. Half using his stern tone Officer Martin volleyed. “And what rules would that be private?”

“You want me to confess sir?”

“Please” Officer Martin stated now rubbing his crotch.

“As you command, but first may I hear the accusations again?” Yannis countered keeping with the increasing tension.

Officer Martin, was impressed and aroused by Yannis’ willingness to parley.

“That you private, have broken into this pristine room, a space for upper ranks who have worked hard to earn trust and hone their discipline.” Officer Martin explained as he walked forward.

“You have disrobed in front of an officer without command.” Officer Martin added as he approached Yannis.

“And?” Yannis implored, his own cock now growing as he looked up at Officer Martin.

“And you took it upon yourself to take a seat on a commode and make a nasty mess.” Officer Martin answered, now unbuckling his belt to pull down his pants, revealing his cock in front of Yannis’ face.

“Your confession private Aristoros?”

“I confess sir…to making your cock hard, letting you watch me as I sit here and filled the toilet beneath me with my filth.”

Officer Martin’s cock was oozing precum.

“You want me to add another to the list?” Yannis uttered motioning to Officer Martin’s penis.

Officer Martin then slapped his dick across Yannis’ face. At this point Yannis’ cock was also fully erect.

Officer Martin leaned down “You better not let this spunk land on your uniform, private.” He whispered.

Yannis opened his mouth and took in Officer Martin’s dick. Officer Martin grabbed Yannis’ head and thrust his hips, his dick testing Yannis’ gag reflex. Looking down he could see Yannis’ ass as his torso leaned forward.

After a few seconds, Officer Martin pulled out his cock. “I can’t have you breath smelling like dick.” He uttered catching his breath. “Stand up private.” He added.

“Sir, uh the mess.” Yannis replied motioning to the toilet bowl.

“Nevermind that.” Officer Martin retorted. Yannis relented and stood up, exposing the waste he had expelled.

“Do you know what frotting is private?” Officer Martin asked. Yannis didn’t reply right away. “Here stand next to me,” He added. Yannis complied and moved to face the toilet alongside the Officer.

Officer Martin grabbed Yannis’ stiff cock and started rubbing it against his. “This is frotting.” He added. Yannis moaned.

“Help me out a private. The target is the bowl.” Officer Martin went on. Yannis joined his hands to stroking his and the officer’s cock.

Both men moaned. Not a minute later Yannis spoke up. “It’s coming sir.” The two focused in their attention more on angling their penis’.

A stream of semen shot out from Yannis’ penis landing into the toilet water. Not a half second later, a second shot came from Officer Martin hitting the dead center of the water.

Both men separated from their grip to lean forward to allow any residual cum to drip into the water.

“Consider this a lesson in teamwork private.” Officer Martin shared as the two worked to compose themselves.

“Well time to finish and clean up private.” Officer Martin declared as bothe men reached for toilet paper.

After a couple wipes of his dick, Officer Martin tossed them into the bowl and proceeded to pull up and buckle his pants.

“Don’t make me wait to long,” Officer Martin stated as he made his way to exit the stall as Yannis was unrolling toilet paper to wipe up his ass.

“Splash”

Igor Sychev.

Male Nude,

Life, 2025, Oil on linen, 70x50 cm