This fictional story depicts acts of a homosexual nature and includes frank descriptions of piss, raunch and scat. If you are under age or offended by this type of behavior, please do not read any further. If you like the story or have ideas for new chapters, please send me an email: buttsniffer777@gmail.com
Becoming Dad's Kink Buddy
By Butt Sniffer777
Chapter 6
The sun had long been up and the dappled light was shining through the trees and creating patterns on the floor of the bedroom by the time Jeff and Rob woke up. Rob stretched and yawned, pulling his son to him spoon-fashion as the boy started to stir. Jeff reached up and clung to his father's arms as the man hugged his little shit-eater and kissed the top of his head.
"Morning, Sport - how are you doing, Jeff? I think we were both pretty tired out after yesterday, huh?", Rob chuckled softly, replaying in his mind's eye the raunchy, sexy events of the previous day. It had been a day that neither man nor boy would soon forget.
"Aaaagggggrrrrwwwwwwhhhhhh....", the boy yawned. "Morning, Pop! I'm doing pretty good, but sleepy. What time is it?"
"Not sure, Son." Rob craned his neck to read the dial of his wristwatch which lay on the nightstand. "Wow. It looks like it's 10:00 already! We'd better get our asses outta bed, boy." The man spoke over the top of Jeff's head. Neither bothered to try to get up, instead opting to tighten the embrace and enjoy the shared closeness.
They lay together for awhile longer, drifting in and out of sleep, under the covers. Suddenly, they heard the sound of the front door being opened quietly and the soft footsteps of feet wearing socks. Rob's eyes shot open and he sat up, turning to look over his shoulder to see who the intruder might be. "What the he....?!"
Just then a face peered around the doorjamb and a loud, deep voice boomed, "Busted! You two are so busted!", followed by raucous laughter.
By this time, Jeff had shot upright and had turned to face the door, his eyes wide. As soon as he saw the massive, bearded redhead and heard the laughter he let out a shout. "Uncle Phil! What are you doing here?" He jumped out of bed and ran to the tall lumberjack of a man to give him a big hug, completely forgetting in his drowsiness that he didn't have a stitch of clothing on.
The big man grabbed Jeff and pulled him in tight, giving him a big squeeze as he said, "What's the idea of being in bed at this time of the day, you two lazy bums!?" Phil let out a loud laugh as he grabbed the boy's ass and cupped it in his big mitt. "And look at you, buddy - naked as a jaybird with your old man. A little bird told me there have been some shenanigans going on in my cabin and I needed to come up and see for myself."
Jeff realized suddenly how this must look to Uncle Phil and his face reddened in an instant. He glanced up at Phil, who stared back at him with a mock scowl, a twinkle in his eye.
"Uhhh, we were sleepy because we stayed up late last night, Uncle Phil. I crawled into bed with Dad to get warm last night...", Jeff stammered. Both Phil and Rob roared with laughter at the boy's attempt to explain away the situation.
"You're gonna have to do a lot better than that to fool me, young man. That story reeks of bullshit, buddy!" Phil grabbed the boy in a playful headlock and pulled him tight again, pushing Jeff's head into his armpit. Jeff could feel the big man's bulge rubbing up against his naked hip, and the smell of the big lumberjack's dank pit surrounded him. The boy couldn't help but inhale the intoxicating odor of the massive man's pit. "See? You're busted again, young'un! I hear you taking a big whiff, buddy - go for it!", and he pushed the boy's nose right up into his pit and rubbed his face in it. Jeff couldn't resist smelling the ripe, rich odor of the man - he was addicted!
Rob was on the bed, leaning back on some pillows and chuckling at the scene. "Phil, ease up on the poor guy - you'll smother him!" Phil let Jeff loose, giving him a noogie on the head and a swat on the butt. "We have some explaining of our own to do.", Rob continued as the boy sat on the edge of the bed, a grin on his face as he savored the man's smell lingering in his nose. "Phil, sit down and we can talk."
The tall redhead sat on the side of the bed next to Rob and Jeff, giving Jeff a big wink as he settled back against the headboard. "Yeah, Rob - I guess we should fill your son in on some things.", said Phil as he kicked off his shoes. "You want me to start?", he said, looking over at Rob.
"What's going on, Dad?" Jeff said from his perch at the foot of the bed, looking at the two handsome men.
Phil spoke. "Well, buddy, your dad and I have been getting into it with each other for quite a few years. We started exploring with each other way back when we were in college together, and we've kept it up ever since. When you all would come up to the cabin with me for vacations, your dad and I would slip away to the woods for some man time. We started getting piggy with each other a while back. Both your pop and I have been watching you develop into a fine young man, and we've hoped you'd develop an interest in our kind of play. Turns out you have in a big way, I understand." Phil said, winking at the young pig.
Jeff's eyes widened as he realized that his father and Phil were in together on the whole thing from the start. "You mean you've known what's been going on?" The boy looked back and forth between the two men.
Phil grinned as he winked at Rob. "Yep, your old man has been telling me what's been happening, and he says that you're a natural at eating shitty ass, boy. You think you might have some room to spare for your Uncle Phil's buttsludge, buddy? I've been saving up a big load for a couple days just in case. I bet we can figure out a way to get your dad in on the act too." The bearded hunk flashed Jeff a big smile.
"That's so awesome, Uncle Phil! I'd love to try.", Jeff exclaimed as he looked at the two men. Jeff had always had the hots for Uncle Phil, and he loved him almost as much as he loved his dad. He couldn't believe he was going to get a chance to root around in the big man's shitty trench.
"Right on, buddy. I'm ready if you two are. Just feeling overdressed here. Can you help me out, Jeff?" Phil stood up and started to unbutton his shirt.
"Wait, Uncle Phil - let me do that!" Jeff slipped off of the bed and approached the big man to help him undress. The boy's little cock was already at full staff as he reached up and unbuttoned the red-haired man's shirt. Jeff pulled the shirttails out of the his jeans as Phil pulled the shirt off of his shoulders. As this was happening, Rob got off the bed and came around to approach the two, putting his hand on his son's shoulder and giving it a squeeze while he leaned in to give Phil a deep kiss. Jeff watched the two handsome men kissing, and his eyes moved down to take in the view. Phil was completely covered in reddish-brown hair. The man was a gorilla, with a wide, expansive chest, large pecs and a beautiful, firm gut, all covered in a dense mat of rather curly hair. The thick girth of a long, erect penis tented the front of the man's jeans, straining to be released. The boy reached forward and traced the outline of the massive slab of meat with his fingers, running them along the prominent ridge of the helmet of Phil's mushroom head. It was huge and firm, and the man growled deep in his throat as he kissed the boy's father.
As the men broke their kiss, Phil reached out to Jeff and pulled him in, giving him a deep kiss as well. The young pig had never kissed a man with a big beard before, and the feel of all that hair rubbing up against his skin was incredible. The man's meaty tongue made its way into Jeff's mouth, parting his lips and searching deeper, investigating everywhere it could reach. Jeff melted into Phil's arms, reaching around his barrel chest and feeling just as much hair covering the big man's back as he felt where man and boy's chests touched. Rob leaned in and the three of them kissed, trading tongues and spit.
Soon enough, Phil pulled Jeff's face back into the dampness of his armpit. "Here you go, boy - let's get you seasoned up." He rubbed the boy's face back and forth in the thick, sweaty stench of his armpit, coating the youngster with his scent, marking him as his pig. The boy was in ecstasy, huffing deeply over and over to absorb all of the subleties of the man's pit smell. It was delicious to the boy - different from his father's scent but strong, overpowering and addictive.
"Wow, Uncle Phil - your armpits smell amazing! They're different from Dad's, but I love both of your smells!" The boy turned and stuck his nose into his dad's rank pit so that he could compare scents. He loved them both. The two men took turns pushing the boy's nose deep into the other man's pits, making sure Jeff's head was completely caked in their pitstink.
"All right, boy. Time to get my pants off.", Phil said as Jeff's face emerged from the cleft of his dad's armpit. The boy immediately worked Phil's belt buckle apart and unzipped the fly, revealing the wide band and straining pouch of a jockstrap. As he worked the man's pants down around his ass and thick legs, he could see that the pouch was obscenely distended as it barely contained the fat column of the bearded man's monstrous erection. The cloth was stained with piss and cum, and he put his nose into the pouch and inhaled deeply, rubbing his nostrils along the length of Uncle Phil's penis. The blast of crotch stink hit the boy like a ton of bricks, assaulting his nose with pheromones, sweat, stale piss and cum.
"I left it nice and ripe for you, buddy. Get in there and enjoy Phil's junk, pig.", Phil growled softly. The burly man pushed his hips forward, rubbing his ripe crotch all over the boy's face, marking him even more deeply, making him submit just from the force of sheer masculinity. Jeff didn't need a bit of convincing - he was already enraptured by his Uncle Phil's scent and studliness. He sniffed and licked, taking hunks of the jock pouch into his mouth and sucking the piss and dried cum out, rehydrating it with his spit. As he worked on the pouch, Phil looked down and was amazed by the kid's skill at this young age.
"Fuck, Rob - the kid's amazing. You weren't kidding when you said he was a total natural. You're right on about Jeff's abilities." "Fan-fucking-tastic, boy - keep it up!" Phil said, to the pleasure of both father and son.
It took a bit of time for Jeff to work his way across most of the fabric of the jock pouch, sucking it as clean as he could. As he got to the bottom of the pouch, he could start to smell it - the thick, greasy stench of filthy shithole. He took a huge huff down there, and both Rob and Phil instantly picked up on his interest; they had been on alert for the first sign that he was ready for the big guy to turn around for ass servicing and shit eating.
"Are you ready to go for the gold, Jeff?", Rob said into his ear. Rob had been kneeling down, watching his son's progress close-up. His big dick was rock-hard by this point. "You're gonna love Uncle Phil's ass and shit, son. He makes up some of the tastiest crap, and I should know. I've eaten more than my fill of his turds over the years, boy. You ready to service Uncle Phil, son?"
"Yeah, Dad - I'm ready!" "Can I eat your hole out, Uncle Phil? I wanna lick your butt so bad!" Jeff could barely contain his excitement as Phil gave him a nod and turned around, bending over onto the bed so that the boy could get to his crack.
And what a view it was! Phil's ass was covered in the same curly red fur as the rest of his body, and the crack was so densely packed with ass hair that it looked like a forest. Phil held himself bent at a 90-degree angle, supported by his arms on the mattress. He spread his legs and pulled the jock pouch to one side so that his hefty bull-balls swung freely.
Jeff moved in close to Phil's ass. The heavy, erotic smell and sticky heat were almost palpably emanating from Phil as Jeff leaned in to touch nose to that thick, red forest of greasy ass hair. The boy took a long, slow pull of crap fumes into his lungs, waited a few seconds to savor the flavor and then exhaled the putrid air and moaned in perfect pig bliss. "Woooooowwww.... That is sooo good....." The boy was almost in a trance, sniffing repeatedly and rooting his nose deep into the greasy furpatch between those massive slabs of buttmeat.
Just as he settled in deep, Phil opened up with a massive, wet fart. The sound was thunderous, and Jeff's nose and face were assaulted by a wall of thick, dank gas and little flecks of shit. Jeff didn't even hesitate, instead closing his eyes more tightly and leaning into the onslaught, sniffing the putrid fart and enjoying the feel of his face being pelted with tiny chunks of turd. Rob leaned in right next to his boy and both father and son snorted huge draughts of man gas, getting high on the thick fumes. The two pigs groaned in delight when Phil grunted and strained, blasting another deep, juicy fart right at their faces with all his might, spraying yet another coating of crap pellets all over them. Rob turned and started to lick the flecks off of Jeff's face, all the time making noises of delight at the taste of Phil's shit. "Mmmm, baby - Uncle Phil's shit tastes so good stuck to your face. Lick some off of me, Son - you'll get a preview of the tasty feast you're going to be enjoying soon." Rob coaxed his son to return the favor.
Jeff took a long swipe up the side of his father's cheek, gathering pieces of turd onto his tongue and savoring the raunchy flavor of manshit that started to blossom in his mouth. The flavor was incredibly strong and sharp, with an edge that bit at his tongue and nostrils like the stinkiest cheese. He could feel small lumps of who knows what the handsome man had eaten the day before, digesting the meal into the ass-bombs that Phil had forcibly hurled at Jeff and Rob out of his asshole, fueled by the most putrid stench imaginable. Jeff continued to lick the crap splatter off of his father's face until his dad turned his attention back to Phil's amazing ass.
"Take a look at this, boy.", the man said to his son. "Looks like you have some serious cleanup to do. Are you ready for it, Son?" At that, Rob spread Phil's hairy ass cheeks apart to expose the depths of his best friend's shit trench. The thick expanse of ass hair was no longer red but a halo of dark green-brown surrounding the handsome man's shitmouth. It was matted and glued together by excretions that Phil had been allowing to collect in his most private spot for the last few days. All of his sweat, farts and unwiped turds had fermented into the noxious slop that was embedded into his ass hairs, leaving a thick cake of crap for Jeff to feast on. The piggish young man stared at the mess stuck in Phil's crack and salivated like Pavlov's dogs, ready to bury his face in the filth and begin cleanup.
Phil turned and looked over his shoulder at the boy. "Whaddya think, buddy - you ready to give my crapper the attention it deserves? I have a big meal waiting for you once you've gotten my hole shipshape. I know you've been eating a lot this weekend already. You have room for a big pile from your Uncle Phil?", the ginger hunk asked.
"I sure do, Uncle Phil! I'll do my best to eat it all, sir."
"Atta boy, Son.", said Rob. "And if it turns out you don't have enough space for all of Phil's buttslop you can shit in my mouth to relieve the pressure, OK? I'd love to eat my hamburgers again straight from your hole, boy. Are you game?"
"Wow! I'd love that, Pop! That's so nasty!", exclaimed the young pig.
"All right, men - settled.", Phil said. "Rob, slide between my legs and lean back against the side of the bed so that you can get my dick in your mouth. I've got a big load of piss built up and I'll need you to take it when the time comes for me to feed Jeff my shit." Jeff's dad positioned himself as Phil had directed, and he spread his legs out so that his son could kneel between them while he ate out Uncle Phil's filthy trench. Rob guided the truncheon facing him into his mouth and started sucking on his best friend's cock, taking it deep down his throat and moaning softly until the massive dick cut him off abruptly at the base of every stroke. As he sucked, he reached around the big hulk of a man and spread Phil's ass cheeks so that Jeff would have easy access to the delicious halo of matted shit that encircled the man's hole.
Jeff was spellbound by the unbelievable sight that lay before him. He was two feet away from the man's ass and he could smell the thick, dense odor of his Uncle Phil's shit factory reaching out to him like tendrils, pulling him in close. He came in and pushed his nose right onto the redhead's jockstrap at the precise spot where the straps are sewed to the point of the pouch. That magic triangle was caked in brown sludge so thick that it was clear the jock probably hadn't been washed once in its life. The elastic in the jock was pretty much shot from having strained in vain to keep the man's huge unit in place. Jeff smelled the spot thoroughly, then sucked straps and pouch together into his mouth, melting the crap down with his spit, moaning loudly as he tasted that rank blend of different batches of shit, all served up hot from Phil's shitmouth.
"That's it, young'un - clean up my jock, pig!", Phil growled. As the boy sucked on his filthy jock, loosening the layers of shit embedded in the pouch fabric, the big man pushed back and started rubbing his filthy crack up and down the boy's face, covering him in streaks of crap and layers of manstink. The motion moved his big prick in and out of Rob's mouth, affording him a great blowjob while Jeff released the jock and started tonguing the ring of dried fecal material that was lodged in Uncle Phil's ass hair. He swiped his tongue in long passes, moving in tandem with the bearded hunk so that he moistened the whole area around Phil's bunghole as the man drove his penis into Rob's mouth. Jeff was blissfully spit shining the man's back door. As the shit softened the young crapeater pulled wads of ass hair into his mouth, working the chunks of turd out of the hair. He savored each mouthful of sludge before swallowing it down.
"Uncle Phil, your shit tastes so good! I want it all!", the boy moaned in between passes as he rubbed his nose and tongue everywhere he could reach on the man's massive, hairy ass. Jeff wallowed in ecstasy - he couldn't get enough of that beautiful, filthy trench. He jacked off his cock furiously as he licked Phil's ass hair, getting it clean chunk by chunk.
"Keep it up, shit eater.", Phil said. "You're doing a great job, buddy - let me know when you've got my ass clean on the outside. Feels great, champ - nothing like having my own personal human toilet paper to wipe with. I need you kneeling by my toilet every day, boy!"
Jeff was virtually in a trance as he cleaned Uncle Phil's ass from top to bottom, licking from the man's huge balls all the way up his ass to the top of his crack. Once everything was clean, he started kissing the man's hole, pushing his tongue inside bit by bit, looking for chunks of crap that were stuck inside.
"Hey - your pig son is a romantic, Rob - he's French kissing my hole." Phil said, pushing back to meet the boy's searching tongue. "Let me kiss you back, buddy", he said as he suddenly pushed out with his ass, releasing a blast of greasy gut gas right onto the boy's tongue and leaving a heavy spattering of shit in Jeff's mouth, much to Jeff's total delight. "Aaaaggggghhhhh, there you go, pig - dinner's just about ready for you. Feeling hungry, champ?"
Jeff was moaning with absolute pleasure as he sucked down the pieces of crap that the massive guy had blown into his open mouth. The flavor was so amazing, rich and dank. He couldn't wait to chow down on some serious man mud hot out of the chute. "Oh yeah, Uncle Phil - I'm so ready to eat your shit! I'm feeling like I gotta go too, though.", the boy said as he licked his lips to clean himself up before the real feeding began.
"I think we can figure out a way to help you out too, Son.", Rob said. "First, Phil, do you need to take a piss? I'll take it from you now if you're ready, bro. I think I may be needed elsewhere soon.", Phil winked.
"Sure thing, buddy - I'm ready to fill your gullet. Jeff, you wanna watch, young'un? Get down here close to your dad."
Rob had the head of his buddy's massive cock hovering over his open lips, leaving enough room for Jeff to see him drinking urine, but close enough that he wouldn't have to risk spilling a drop. Once Jeff was in place on the floor next to his dad, Phil let go and a moderate stream made its way into Rob's mouth, building steam until he had a strong stream aimed between the man's open lips. Jeff couldn't believe what he was seeing. He could see the large, dark yellow puddle that was filling his dad's mouth. His dad's tongue looked misshapen and strange under the reflecting surface of the piss. His dad took half-gulps of piss regularly, allowing him to swallow some of the acrid, bitter urine and still keep his lips open to take in more. Jeff couldn't believe how much piss Uncle Phil had in him, and he couldn't believe that his dad was taking it all and keeping up with the supply. It looked so delicious that before he realized what he was doing, Jeff leaned over and inserted his open mouth into the stream of piss. Phil immediately adjusted his aim to get the right angle into Jeff's waiting mouth. Rob leaned back to give his piggy son more room. As he continued to let loose, Phil gently pulled Jeff forward until the boy's lips were on his fat cockhead and the liquid was going straight down the young pig's throat. Jeff found he could swallow much better this way, and his speed picked up, allowing him to keep up. He couldn't believe the dank, bitter flavor of the pungent liquid being hosed into his mouth. It was incredible!
"Go get it, pig!", Rob said to his son. "Jeff, look up at Uncle Phil while you drink his piss."
Jeff did as his father told him to do, and he looked up at Phil. The huge man was looking at him straight in the eye and with real intensity. Jeff immediately realized why his dad had suggest his looking at Phil. He felt totally subjugated and marked as he stared up at the handsome redhead, being put in his lowly place by the strength of that look and the fact of the manpiss filling his stomach. As Phil's piss stream started to wane, Jeff released a big burp of piss air out of the corners of his mouth, while Phil and Rob laughed and congratulated the boy. "Way to go, Son! You were sure guzzling Phil's piss so you must have liked it!", laughed Rob.
Jeff reddened slightly and nodded his head. "That tasted awesome, Uncle Phil", the boy said after releasing another burp of piss breath.
"Time to eat now, boy.", Jeff's dad said. "Let's get you on your back at the edge of the bed and that way I can work on your recycled hamburgers and the ribs and corn you ate yesterday. They should be ready to come out of the oven now, and you can take care of Phil's load at the same time. Sound like a plan, Phil?"
"Sounds good by me, but we better move fast, men.", Phil interjected. "I have a big pile knocking at the door to get out, and it's not going to stay in there much longer." Phil bent over a bit, and sure enough - as Jeff looked at Phil's anus the fleshy ring had begun to get big and puffy and the beautiful man's shit tube was pushing outward, creating a mound of ass that looked like a volcanic cone protruding above the surrounding forest of damp, orange butt hair. It was clear he was ready to let go. Jeff salivated at the sight, anticipating a delicious feast.
The two men each grabbed one of the boy's arms and flung him gently onto the bed where he turned on his back, ass at the edge of the bed. Rob knelt down on the floor next to the bed, facing Jeff's hole and lifting the boy's legs up above his body. Phil climbed up on the bed so that he was standing with one foot on either side of the son's head, facing the father.
Phil also grabbed onto Jeff's legs and looked down at the boy, taking time for the young shiteater to enjoy the view of the man's ass from that angle. This is one of the best views one can ever have of the naked male body - directly below the ass looking up from ground level. "When you need to take a crap just let it go, young'un. Your dad can eat shit like a pro so he'll be able to keep up with you. OK?"
"Sure, Uncle Phil.", the boy responded. "I'm not going to be able to wait very long anyway."
Rob said, "Fire away when you're ready, Son. I'm here to take whatever you need to get rid of. Enjoy Phil's turds, buddy - they're the best and this is the first time you get to enjoy them." Rob put his nose down to his son's sweet, smooth hole and sucked in a deep draught of stale air, enjoying the knowledge that this was a first in two other important ways. This would be Jeff's first experience feeding, and it would also be Rob's first time eating his beautiful son's crap. He readied himself by placing his lips on his son's pink hole and easing his tongue against the boy's shitter, gently increasing pressure until the hole started to ease open bit by bit.
At the same time, Phil watched the daddy/son action going on directly below him as he slowly lowered himself down over Jeff's face, the distended cone of his puffy anus finally making contact with the boy's open mouth. "Oooooohhhhhhh....... buddy.....", Phil moaned as the boy's tongue immediately started to lick the hole, opening it bit by bit and rapidly removing any remaining control the man still had in holding onto his load of shit. "Fuuuucccck, Jeff.... That feels so good, pig. Get ready, because Uncle Phil's hole is open for business. Here comes the crap, buddy - I'll do my best to slow it down for you."
Jeff had his tongue deep into those puffy, fat cuntlips as they spread to reveal the blunt head of a huge turd on its way out the door and into the boy's waiting mouth. Jeff's tongue went into overdrive, tasting and exploring the fat bullet of fecal material as it bullied its way into his mouth. Phil used all his might to pinch off a piece 3-4 inches long, ejecting it right into the boy's cakehole as he squeezed his anus closed.
Holy fuck! The piece in Jeff's mouth felt enormous to him, fat and firm and covered in a thick coating of ass slime. It wasn't particularly knobby, more like a smooth, solid column of dense shit. The taste was sublime - dark and pungent, without any of the residual sweetness that the boy had detected in his father's feces. This was some serious shit. So delicious. Jeff could definitely detect small chunks of food and seeds embedded in the crap as he started chewing, running his tongue around each piece he worked loose from the log and savoring it briefly before swallowing it down. He didn't want to take too long because he could tell that Phil was straining to hold his load in. The man had stood up to ease the pressure and watch the boy eat his filth. Before long Jeff opened his mouth to show Uncle Phil that his toilet was ready for the next round. The bearded god nodded his approval.
As Phil was lowering himself again, Jeff let out a grunt and without warning the boy's column of turd crowned and moved into his father's mouth at a good clip. Rob was at the ready and swallowed chunk after chunk of shit straight down without even chewing, almost like a goose being force-fed for fois gras. He gulped the first mass of turd down and as the flow of crap slowed, Rob was able to chew a little. Sure enough, he could tell that he was eating Jeff's lunch from the day before, ribs and corn. The corn stayed in the shit as perfect markers, and the man chewed on the crap and savored the sweetness of the partially digested kernels before swallowing the filthy mess down.
Jeff moaned with delight as he felt the relief of pressure that came with pushing his shit into his father's mouth. At the same time, Phil's distended anus met the boy's mouth again and he extruded another fat segment of shitlog, this one about twice as long as the first. The man pinched off again and stood up, looking down between his legs to see the boy transported, obviously blissing out. Jeff had the shit in his hand, and he was on chewing the huge hunk of filth, swallowing each bite down and coming back for more. The nasty lumberjack reached down and took the log from the boy, saying, "Let Uncle Phil take a taste, pig. I want to see if it's a good batch or not.", biting into the feces and chewing thoughtfully before pronouncing, "Yup - it's a keeper. Enjoy it, boy." The man licked his fingers and finished off the mouthful of putrid shit, and he went back to watching the debauchery below him as father and son were both getting off on one of the most taboo activities imaginable, that of eating the filth of a loved one.
Jeff pushed more crap out from time to time as the snake of shit moved forward inside him. Before long Rob stopped tasting corn in his son's offering and he knew that he was now eating his own twice-digested hamburgers. That realization was so filthy and nasty! After he had finished the piece he was working on he said, "Phil you gotta try this next log. This is the best recycled shit ever. I ate hamburgers and nothing else before we came up to the cabin, and I fed it to Jeff last night - his first time under the rim chair. Boy's giving the same meal back to me again now. You need to eat some of this stuff - it's special." "Son, let me take the next piece in my hand so I can feed it to Uncle Phil. I'm ready any time you want to push, buddy."
The boy strained for 10 seconds or so and then forced another 3 inches of crap into his father's hand. Rob raised his hand up to where Phil could lean forward and pluck the shit into his mouth, scooping it onto his tongue and turning the boy's log over and over as he savored the taste and texture of the filth. He wanted to commit this to memory. It's not every day when a man gets to eat the same meal that's been previously digested by both father and son before it passes into his own stomach.
While the two men enjoyed Jeff's crap together, the boy finished the last of the fat cylinder of dump from Phil, and he opened his mouth to signal he was ready for more. "You ready for the grand finale, boy? We're all going to enjoy this one, so get ready, pig."
Phil squatted over the boy one more time while Rob leaned in close to get a good view of what was about to happen. Phil stayed a little higher this time, and both father and son could see the protruding cone of puffy anus come down out of the red jungle of hair as the big man prepared to erupt one more time. "Here it comes Jeff - open wide." The hairy sphincter opened like a floodgate, and a massive snake of shit was extruded into the boy's gaping mouth, hitting the back of his throat and lodging in his mouth while the coil immediately started to curl around and over again on top of the young pig's obscenely stretched lips. In the space of a few seconds the lower half of the boy's face was completely buried in a pile of greasy, putrid filth. Phil finished off with a triple squirt of soft, smooth slop that landed on the pile and started to flow down the sides of the turd mountain. The lumberjack let the final small crescent of shit fall from his spent shitter and then stood up and climbed off of the bed.
Both men looked at the boy, his face inundated by crap. The boy's eyes were wide and excited, but Rob didn't sense any of the fright he had seen in the boy's eyes the first time he'd ingested a big chunk of his dad's shit. Rob asked him, "Can you breathe fine, Son?"
The boy looked at the men, nodded a small amount so as not to upset the mountain of feces, and moaned a muffled "Uh-huh" as best he could.
"Good deal, young'un.", said Phil. "Enjoy the crap, buddy - your dad and I are going to eat you out from under that, OK?" The boy nodded, and both men leaned down into the pile of crap, eating bite after bite of the incredible shit. They started on the side of the shit hill closest to the boy's nose so that he'd always be able to breathe as they squished the pile up in their zeal to eat it all. Jeff had too much in his mouth to do much but wait, but he was able to work his tongue around the fat log and melt bits away, enjoying the incredible flavor as he swallowed the shitty slurry down in between breaths. In a matter of minutes there was nothing left on the boy's mouth save for a thick, brown stain where the pile of warm, digested food had lain.
Phil leaned over, looking into the boys eyes and saying, "If you can get your tongue below the turd, buddy, push it out toward us like a popsicle, ok? Your dad and I will be able to get more that way." The boy complied, pushing a couple of inches of shit back out so that both men could lean in and bite chunks away. After repeating this another time Jeff finally had enough space in his mouth to maneuver his tongue and enjoy the remaining bites of fecal material along with the men. On the last bite they all jacked their aching cocks furiously as they downed the final lump of turd. Jeff started to shoot first, shouting and writhing below the two men who both started shooting their huge loads on the boy's face within a couple of seconds of each other. It seemed like they'd never stop cumming, but after many loud bellows of release and ropes of cum shooting in every direction, the three were spent.
The men lay down on the bed on either side of Jeff, and no one spoke for several minutes. After the heavy breathing had subsided, Phil spoke up.
"Fuck, you two. I have never in my life enjoyed sex more than I just did. That was beyond unbelievable. Am I sure glad I decided to come up and bust your nuts today. Wow!"
"I'm so glad you came, Uncle Phil!", the boy leaned in toward the big man, resting his head on the furry red arm that came around to gather him in. "Your shit tastes amazing, and you made so much of it! I'm glad you and Dad helped me eat it all!" Rob leaned across the boy, leaning his hand on Jeff's chest as he exchanged a kiss with Phil.
"That makes three of us, buddy." said Rob. "I couldn't be happier you're here, Phil. Can you stay for awhile?"
"I'm here as long as you two want me.", Phil replied. His response was greeted with a double cheer from father and son, and all three slowly got themselves off the bed to head to the shower.