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The stink woke me before anything else. I was stuck in a bed covered in dried puke shit piss and cum and the room was almost humming with the stench. Add to that Steve's rank feet under my nose as he snored, face up, with his nephew Danny strewn across him out cold, fucked raw, and his dad Jimmy cradling him lovingly from behind. As I sat up the dried puke and shit cracked around me and it made my stomach lurch. I dragged myself off the bed and fell to my knees, heaving a fresh pile of putrid vomit on to the floor in front of me.
"You dirty old cunt."
I looked up to see Simon coming in from the balcony in just his shitty boxers. Hard to believe this sweaty chunky wall of man meat was getting fisted by his little brother in front of my very eyes last night. He smirked, took out his fat semi erect dick and before I knew it he was pissing all over me.
"There you go, wash you off nice and clean."
Habit and impulse kicked in and I opened my mouth to receive the stream. Simon slid his knob into my mouth and grew harder as he pissed down my throat. Before I knew it I was sucking on his prick, and the hunger came back as I started to deep throat him. He grabbed either side of my head and started to throat fuck me.
"Yeah you perv, take it. Take my fucking dirty cock, it's got my dad's shit on it! Come onnnn swallow it down!"
I coughed and spluttered and snot flew out of my nose as I choked on his dick tasting Jimmy's shit on it as it slid down my gullet. It didn't take long before Simon unloaded. Thick wads of sperm flew down my throat and I swallowed obediently. I wanted to ingest as much of this lad as I could. He smiled down at me.
"You're fucking amazing," I told him.
"I know," he replied. "And right now I stink like a sewer. Going back to my room to get showered. You breathe a word of this and I'll break your fucking nose, got it?"
The way he said it made me want to go out and tell the world just to incur his wrath. I nodded and he winked before heading out, grabbing his clothes as he went. I was left alone with Danny, his dad and uncle all fast asleep on the same shitty bed. Swallowing Simon's load had given me a rush of blood to the south so I had to deal with that. Danny's arse was presented as he slouched over his uncle's belly in his sleep.
It would have been rude not to. I knelt down beside the bed and parted his sweet smooth cheeks. They were encrusted with shit and vomit from last night. I leaned in, tongue out and began to hungrily lap at his nasty crack. The smell was so strong I felt intoxicated by it, burrowing my tongue deep into his ruined hole. I noticed he was split by all our cocks, especially Uncle Steve's monster. Tenderly I tongued the gashes to soothe them, and his rose opened for me. I looked inside at pink flesh bloodied and bruised, and I dove in further, my tongue sliding so far inside I probably licked his prostate. He was shitty inside and I brought out flecks of brown on my tongue. And then as he shifted, he let out a rip roaring fart right in my face that came with its own trickle of yellow sludge. Enough to make me pop – and I came with gusto all over the carpet.
Beautiful Danny. Even asleep he could make me cum.
I stood, stepped into my shorts and slipped out into the relative normality of the hotel. I made haste and didn't dare use the lift, aware that I stunk of filth and excrement. My head still reeled from last night even as I showered. I'd engaged in a family orgy of shit and vomit, the nastiest thing I had ever partaken. What twisted events had brought their family to hold such a debauched bond?
As soon as I was out of the shower there was a knock at the door and I answered in my robe to none other than the hotel manager, Juan.
"Second time you've caught me in my robe," I joked. "Is everything okay?"
"Of course, senor," Juan responded. "I see you decided to take me up on my offer to extend your stay? I have settled the bill on your room."
"That's too kind," I replied. "And yes I've decided there are reasons, after all, to stay on here at the hotel."
Juan smirked, seeming to be in on a secret. "I can only imagine, senor. I saw you head out last night with the stag party. Brave man."
"Oh they're pussycats really," I said. "I do tend to prefer the company of men. And the more intoxicated they are the better."
"Yes I... I am inclined to agree."
When he said that he was looking directly at my crotch. There was no doubt about it, Juan was flirting.
"Well if there is anything else I can do to make your stay as comfortable as possible then let me know."
"Oh I will," I responded. "In fact after last night's antics I think lazing by the pool is going to be enough for me today."
"I don't blame you. The stag boys are already out there, I noticed them tanning their white anglo saxon skin just now."
"I bet you did," I said almost with a wink. He just smiled, nodded and backed away. I had to stop him. "They taste as good as they look."
He stopped in his tracks. I slowly reached into my robe and pulled out my hard cock, right there in the doorway.
"In fact, you can probably still taste one of them on here." I gestured to my knob as I pulled the foreskin back. My head was still a little brown. He licked his lips.
"Which one?" he asked.
"The youngest," I said. "I'm sure you've spotted him."
"Yes," he said. "He reminds me of my son..."
And with that he leaned over and engulfed my prick with his hot mouth. I grabbed on to the door frame to steady myself. But before I could cum a door opened next door and Juan swiftly stood, fixing himself and smiling as I backed into the room.
"Thank you, senor," he said, official and clipped. "I will try to resolve this matter later."
And with that he turned and walked away, stifling his hard on. I went back into my room, my head buzzing. Not only did he give great head but he was thinking about his son the whole time. I needed to meet this son. I stepped into my shorts and made a beeline for the pool.
Sure enough half of the loungers were taken up with sweaty male chav flesh – but none of the family I'd fucked last night. Clearly they were still recovering. I dozed in my lounger watching their while chests glisten in the sun – they were all very subdued and hungover. I couldn't help imagining lining them up for my own special hangover cure where I would lick each and every one of their arses clean for them as they wanked themselves off. Thinking of the different smells between their legs got me hard until a familiar voice boomed...
"Jesus you're worse than me!"
I opened my eyes to see Uncle Steve stood over me. He sat down on the next lounger, patting my shoulder.
"Thinking about last night?" he joked.
"What do you think. That was insane!"
"Tell me about it. Never gets any less fucking horny I tell ya. Glad Danny's first time was so nasty."
"He seemed to get into it."
"Oh don't worry Simon's been warming him up for a year or so. Dirty little fucker, that one."
"Yeah I noticed. And now he's marrying a girl?" I asked.
"Yeah she's got no clue she's settling down with the piggiest pervert in Manchester."
"Has he always been like that?"
Uncle Steve smirked, sat up and leaned over to me, hushed voice.
"Let me tell you a little something about Simon. I think he was 15 at the time. Proper troublemaker he was, always with the girls, getting into trouble, got about 3 of `em pregnant before they were 16. The amount of abortions me and Jim had to pay for..."
He laughed, nonchalant, shocking me with his casual attitude.
"Horny as fuck just like me and his dad. Anyway one day Jim calls me and says "Better get over here Steve, our Simon's been on the booze all night with his cronies and he's in a bad way." So I did what any good uncle would do, went over to help look after him. Simon wasn't drunk he'd done a pill. Off his fucking tits he was. We had to calm him down, get him into bed, but while he's ranting and raving I noticed he had a ginormous hard-on. Now me and Jim, we've been fucking each other since we knew what to do but that's another story. But as Jim leans over to help Simon into bed Simon grabs him and full on kisses him on the lips. His own father! Neither of us knew what to do but we both got fucking boners the size of Blackpool tower. Before either of us could do anything Simon was slipping his boxers off and he literally spread his legs as far as they'd go rubbing his cock, his balls and his arse and asking us to do him. Jim's Missus was asleep in the next room so to shut Simon up I just went down on the cunt. Fat sweaty teenage cock and balls right there? I couldn't resist. Jim watched me suck his son off, my fucking nephew, and I tell ya it was the best thing I'd ever tasted. But the whole time I was sucking I could smell the stink coming out of his tight little arse and I just had to have some of it. I looks up, and there's Jim lashing his cock out and tugging one out watching me do his son. Jim grabbed his ankles and pulled them back so Simon's arsehole was pointing at the ceiling and I just looked at it for a bit. It was smooth, pink, but had a little taint on it colour of a korma. I knew it was dirty but I couldn't help myself and I put my fucking face in it. It stunk to high heaven but it just made me hotter and hotter for my nephew. Then Simon laughed and pushed his hole out and fucking hell... his hole exploded with shit. Simon was shitting himself right in front of us, off his tits, and laughing like he was playing a prank on his dad and uncle. It was so fucked up but we both stayed hard as a rock. Jim got angry with him and decided to teach him a lesson. I watched my brother squat over his son and slide his massive fucking tool into his shitty sloppy arse hole. That stopped Simon laughing. He was screaming in pain so I did the only thing I could think of to stop him waking the whole house up. I took my jeans off and my boxers and I sat on his face. The more Jim fucked his hole the more that sloppy pea soup shit spewed out and ran all over Simon's balls. And I found Simon was getting into my own sweaty arse, he was licking the hole, burying his tongue up his uncle's cunt. He fucking loved it. And then when Jim said he was gonna cum he pulled his knob out, covered in shit, and sprayed it all over my chest. And God help me I loved it and I leaned in and sucked Simon's fat cock even though it was covered in his shit. It didn't matter. It just made me harder, and I sucked my nephew until he blew his load in my mouth. The biggest load I've ever had – 12 spurts of thick juicy teen cum. Oh yeah. And I forgot to mention. Danny shared a room with him and watched the whole thing."
By time Steve had finished his story my shorts were sodden. If there had been any cum left in me after last night it was now pouring down my inner thigh. Steve looked down at the stains.
"Yeah," Steve said. "Had that effect on me and all. We said it'd never happen again but then... when you've got two horny little cunts like that walking round in stinking boxer shorts, just begging for you to sniff them out... what's a man to do?"
He was suddenly distracted as he looked over my shoulder and almost drooled on the spot. Curious I followed his eyeline to a young lad passing – Spanish, in tiny red shorts and a tank top, his chunky arse cheeks almost hanging out of the shorts. As he passed by we both almost fell off our loungers. A hand on my shoulder stopped me from following him and I turned to see the manager, Juan, stood there smiling at me.
"I take it you've seen my son," Juan said with a smirk. "Come to my office in ten minutes."
And with that he sauntered off. Steve looked at me with envy.
"You manage to get into his arse then do NOT wash your cock," Steve warned me. "I bet he smells amazing."
I intended to find out...
To Be Continued