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DEMON ALCOHOL
Our parents were getting ready to visit Mom's sister for the weekend. My brother and I were being allowed to stay home by our selves for the first time.
Mom had fixed lots of food and snacks. Dad had given us enough money for pizza and the movies. All was set.
My brother and I had been making our own plans for the weekend for a while now. Every day, for the last few weeks, I had stolen just a little of the gin my Father used to make his nightly martinis. Dad kept his liquor cabinet in his home office, a room we were normally forbidden to enter, but with lots of stealth and patience we had put together a pretty big bottle of liquor, and my brother and I planed to experience, for the very first time, the very adult joy of getting really drunk.
The `rents left just a little after noon, and as soon as they were gone I broke out my hidden stash of gin. I suggested we check out Dad's office to steal some Vermouth so we could make martinis like Dad.
While I pilfered the liquor cabinet, my brother started looking through the drawers of Dad's desk, just to see if he could find anything interesting. Jackpot. "Wow, dude," my brother said, "check this out."
I turned around and saw my brother holding a porn magazine up for me to see. "Dad's got a stash of porn here."
"Cool," I said, "let me see."
My brother passed me the magazine he had in his hand, and bent down to lift a pile of maybe 15 or 20 other magazines from the bottom desk drawer.
I started thumbing through the magazine, which was titled, "Swallow Girls" and featured photos of handsome, young, naked guys blowing their cum wads into the mouths of pretty, young, naked girls. I sprouted wood right away.
"Fuck," I heard my brother say, "Dad's really kinky."
"What?" I said.
"Look at this." Jim answered, and handed me a couple of the magazines. The cover of the first one, which was titled "Mistress Zeta's Slaves," showed two naked guys kneeling before a woman dressed in leather, and holding a whip, which she had obviously just used on the boys glowing red bottoms. The next magazine was titled "Liquid Gold" and its cover photo was a picture of a woman peeing in the mouth of a boy whose rock hard cock revealed how turned on he was by being treated as the woman's urinal.
While I looked at those, my brother said "Holy shit, Dad's gay!"
"What? No! What?" I said turning toward my brother, only to see him holding up a magazine title "Cum Dump Boy" that that had a cover photo of a young guy on his knees in front of a naked man who had just blown his sperm wad all over the boy's face.
"Dad's a fag," my brother said, "all the rest of these magazines are queer. There must be at least a dozen of them."
"Dad can't be a fag." I said. "What about Mom, and us."
"Well," my brother, ever the practical one, said, "he must be bisexual. For sure he's, beating his meat to pictures of guys sucking cock."
"Fuck," I said. I could hardly deny the fact, with the evidence right in front of me that our Dad, at the very least was looking at gay porn. "Fuck!" I repeated. "Come on, bring that stuff, I need a drink."
Back in our room, I fixed both of us a big martini, I had watched Dad do it often enough, while my little brother threw himself and the porn magazines on his bed and started thumbing through them. "Dam," he said, "this is incredible. Dad got a magazine with guy's shitting on each other. Fuck, here's a picture of a guy shitting in another guy's mouth."
I handed my brother his Martini, and took a long swig of my own, "I don't believe that." I said.
"Look for yourself." Jim said, handing me the magazine. I took another big drink, and saw indeed there was a picture of an older guy squatting over a young guy and shitting a big turd in the boy's mouth. "Fuck." was all I could say.
Both of us took big gulps of martini and finished our drinks. I took my brothers glass and fixed us both another, this round even bigger.
"Fuck me," my brother said, "all these magazines are older guys and younger boy's. That's what Dad is into. Do you think he thinks about having sex with us?" He took a big mouth full of gin and vermouth.
"What?" I took another drink. "You think he'd like to shit in your mouth."
"Well, judging by all these," he pushed a bunch of magazines toward me, "it sure looks like he's interested in shitting in some young guy's mouth."
I sat down on the bed beside my brother and looked at several of my Dad's porn mags. Sure enough they were all filed with older men shitting on young guys, many were filled with young guys smeared with shit and even sucking on turds. Dam, I took another drink, so did my brother, then another drink, and another.
I got up and fixed us each another martini, already feeling my head swimming and noticing my voice slurring.
My brother, his voice also a little slurred said, "What would you do if he wanted to?"
"Wanted what?" I responded and took another drink.
Taking a huge gulp, my brother answered, "What if Dad wanted to shit in your mouth, or in mine. What would you do if he wanted to?"
"Fuck," I answered, finishing off my third drink, "I don't know, what would you do?"
My brother finished his own drink and said, "I don't know, maybe I'd do it, I mean he's our Dad after all. You got to do what Dad says, don't you."
I felt drunk, for the first time in my life, and said to my brother, "Dude, I think you really want Dad to shit in your mouth." Then I looked at his crotch and saw my brother's junk was totally boned up. When I said it, I expected him to deny it, but when I saw the hard meat in his pants I knew it was true. My brother really did want our Dad to shit in his mouth. Fuck, I was blown away.
My brother was looking at all the photos of boys being shit on, and eating shit, and his cock was bulging hard in his pants. Fuck.
I went over and fixed us another drink while my brother looked through the gay shit porn. When I handed him his drink, I said, "It's okay if you want to take your cock out and beat off."
My brother just looked at me, I think trying to see if I was serious. I nodded my head. He took a big drink, set the glass down, and started to take off his pants. He was going camo, no underwear, so he was naked from the waist down in just a moment, showing his meat, which was big, hard, swollen, red, and dripping wet.
I took a drink. He started stroking his cock, real slow like, just fondling it not like he wanted to cum or anything. He kept looking at the magazines. "Would you like Dad to shit in your mouth?" I asked again.
He took a big drink, and said with a slurred tone "I guess I'd have to do it if he made me, wouldn't I?"
Fuck. I took another drink, so did my brother. We were drunk. Really drunk.
"If Dad shit in your mouth, would you swallow it?" I asked. "Would you eat his shit? He didn't answer, but he started beating his meat faster, and harder. Fuck.
I looked down at my half naked brother checking out queer shit porn and stroking his fuck meat. "Take your shirt off." I told him. He finished his drink, set the glass down, and pulled his tee shirt off over his head. Now he was naked, completely naked, boned up naked, hot teen boy naked.
He was naked, I was dressed, and we were both boned up. I finished my drink. Then I swept the magazines to the foot of the bed, "Lay down on your back." I ordered. I was thrilled, surprised, and amazed, as he did what I said. Now I knew he'd do what ever I said. He was hot, boned and drunk.
"Open your mouth." He did it. My little brother was lying on the bed naked and boned up and he had his mouth opened for me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He just lay there with his mouth wide open, while I took off my pants and then my underpants. My cock, too, was hard, wet, and throbbing. My brother's mouth was open.
I got up on the bed my face toward his feet, my naked ass toward his opened mouth. I squatted down till my ass hole was only an inch or so above his open mouth. I pushed out, farted, and looked down at him. His mouth was still opened.
Again I bore down, and pushed out. I took a shit in my brother's mouth.
I pushed out a firm, three or four inch log of dark brown shit that fell directly into my brother's open mouth. I got up and turned and looked down at him, my turd sticking out of his mouth. "Suck it," I said, "suck my shit, like you'd suck my cock.
He did it. I lay down beside him, my hard cock pressed against his hip, my face right next to his face only inches from the turd in his mouth. As my brother continued beating his meat with one hand and fucked my turd in and out of his mouth with the other.
I could tell how excited he was, he was pounding his meat, his toes were curled tight, his back was arched, "Eat it," I said, "eat my shit."
He bit off a big bite chewed it quickly and swallowed. "All of it. Eat all of your brother's shit."
He took another bite, chewed and swallowed them another, them another, all the while, whipping his boy meat. "Finish it." I whispered in his ear. "Eat my shit."
He shoved the last of it in his mouth, moaned out loud, and blasted sperm. The first arc of sperm shot over his head, fuck he was turned on, the next spurt hit his face, and the subsequent spurts splattered his belly. It was an incredibly powerful orgasm to watch.
As he lay beside me recovering from his cum I saw him chew and swallow the last of my shit.
Then I heard him say, "I think I'm going to puke." He struggled to set up, but with all the gin he had drunk, and the mind fucking shit sex he had just experienced, all he could manage was to roll out of bed, winding up on his hands and knees on the floor.
I scooted out of bed and knelt behind him. He attempted, but failed, to get to his feet, as his belly rolled in preparation for what was obviously going to be a legendary puke session.
I put my hand on his naked lower back, holing him in place and said, "Just let it out. Just puke, I'll clean it up." For the first time ever I was grateful that my mother had allergies to dust and pollen so rugs and curtains were not allowed in our house, shit puke would have been hard to deal with on wall-to-wall carpeting.
As my brother's tummy heaved, I moved my hands to his ass and focused on his shit hole. I had never looked at his shit hole, at any ones shit hole, but it sure looked good to me now.
"Go ahead and puke." I said, "I'm going to fuck you while you vomit."
The only response to my outrageous, obscene, announcement from my drunken brother was a dramatic retching noise, which I took as an assent to my proposal. I quickly spit on my cock, which was already lubed up with plenty of my pre-cum, and placed my cock head against my little brother's shit hole, and shoved.
As my cock slid into my brother's unbelievably tight rectum, with surprisingly little resistance, he began hurling my shit, as he vomited on the floor.
The smell was incredible, shit, puke, teen boy pheromones, and gin. Was this what heaven would smell like?
With each stomach turning retch my brother's virgin anal ring clutched my virgin cock so tight that I knew I could not last long. Now, my brother seemed to have purged himself of all of my shit, and his head hung low over the puddle of shit vomit that laid beneath him, between his hands, his face only a few inches from the filthy mess.
Perversely, I placed my hands on the back if my brother's head, and pushing down I said, "Come on Bro, eat my shit again, eat your vomit."
With little resistance, I pushed his face into the pool of vomit, and was amazed to see him open his mouth and begin to scoop up the shit puke. I pounded into his shit hole as hard, deep, and fast as I could. My brother moaned, his mouth full of shit-puke, and his untouched cock erupted, a fountain of boy sperm, as I cried out and blasted my own teen cum into my brother's gut.
I collapsed onto my brother's back and he collapsed onto the floor, into the remaining pool of puke. We lay their recovering, my still hard cock deep up his ass, my face pressed next to his shit-puke smeared face. "Now this is brotherly love." I said.
We both laughed out loud.