The message bears repeating, I don't think some of you realise how revolting dealing with literal shit is. I had a horror show of a booking a couple days ago, and I'm gonna share it in detail. Warning for those who don't wanna read grossness to back out of this topic.
I'd seen this dude several times before and found him fine. This time he booked my external anal massage for the first time. When I first started offering this service I used gloves for hygiene, but too many people didn't enjoy it with gloves, so I decided to request hygiene and go without gloves instead, which seemed to make a difference, and I hadn't had any major faecal frights doing the Rosebud until now.
On arrival I asked him if he'd washed his bum, he said he'd showered and thought he was clean. In hindsight I shouldn't have settled for this response.
So I get my hands oiled up and get him on his hands and knees and do some preliminary stroking of his cock, balls, taint etc, teasing and working my way up. And then came the gentle stroking of between his crack, and as I delved a bit further in (still external playing only) suddenly my hands were completely covered in shit. I don't know how the guerilla guano hid in there until that point, and there was so much of it. That's when the stench hit me and I froze up, torn between disgust and not wanting to make HIM uncomfortable! A professional to the end, unfortunately. And so I soldiered on in that fudgy hell, pulling faces he couldn't see while bent over to help me cope, and questioning my life choices. There was so much poo it made squelching noises while I massaged between his cheeks, and verses from childhood kept popping into my head (
when you're sitting in the gutter and it feels like peanut butter
).
Unfortunately it didn't end with the Rosebud massage, far from it. After getting him to lie on his back I then grabbed a bunch of wet wipes and wiped and wiped and wiped, grossing out watching them turn brown, and marveled at how he watched and smelled all this without a hint of shame. Like a psychopath Seeing shit still caked in the sides of my fingernails and fretting about potentially harmful germs I then had to give him a lingam massage and act as though I didn't want to put pins in both our eyes. I was also very conscious of his shit germs getting on my towels, sheets, and likely the thigh highs I keep on in bookings as I was kneeling on said linen.
When the booking ended I waited for him to open the bedroom door as I didn't want my hands touching surfaces until I'd soaked them in bleach. He showered and left leaving both the room and bathroom smelling like scat. I had to give the room a good airing out, burned the linen and I gave the shower a frenzied clean and disinfecting from top to bottom and aired that out too.
I had another two guys book the Rosebud service the next day and I straight up asked them on arrival if they'd thoroughly washed their cracks, and am apparently always going to have to now.
People really need to think about what a turn off turning up with a chocolatey bum is, it's grotesque and downright antisocial.
fake troll lying about being threatened by crackhead SW that kept his Louis Vuitton boxers (9 pages of posts in less than 2 days, might be a record)
, if you want to ensure its done properly make them have a shower don't just ask them if they've had a shower and even better make sure you go with them and wash their arse crack as some of my rimming ladies always do at the start of an arse licking booking to ensure everything is squeaky clean and hygienic to everyone's satisfaction 
