Discovering Mansmells 5
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This story and all others in this series are purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. It depicts acts of a homosexual nature and includes frank descriptions of raunchy sexual behavior. If you are under age or offended by this type of behavior, please do not read any further.
Paulie wasn't sure how quickly you could develop an addiction. But, he was convinced he was a helpless man-funk junkie, addicted to masculine men who smelled like men. Teenage hormones weren't helping the problem. And after his taboo encounter with his dad had opened his eyes to a world filled with intoxicating mansmells, along with his encounters over the past few weeks, he could hardly think of anything else but where and when he'd get his next `fix'!
Paul's dad had been so super busy with work; he'd hardly seen him. Leon's road crew job was exhausting. He was up at 4:30 every morning and would collapse into bed every night right after dinner. Paul could smell his dad's funky pits and crotch thru his clothes at dinner. But there hadn't been a single opportunity to get his dad alone to take advantage of them. Maybe his dad was just trying to drive him insane with lust! It wasn't like Paul had anyone else he could really talk with or confide in about his new addiction. Nor was he sure he really wanted to get help overcoming it.
Other than his dad, Paul's closest confidant had always been his best friend, Karl. The two had been friends since they were 6 years old. Paulie's newfound obsession was the one and only thing he hadn't dared to share with Karl. How could he begin to tell his friend he loved the smell of a man's unwashed cock or ass? Worse yet, how could Karl possibly understand that Paul had already tasted several men's cum, piss and even dirty shithole?
After school on Fridays, Karl and Paulie would always hang out. Today was no exception. The guys loved weekends. They could blow off schoolwork on Fridays without getting in trouble. The boys had a good two hours to themselves before either of their moms or dads were home. So it was nice to have alone time without adult supervision.
Karl and Paulie horsed around walking home from school. It was late spring and temperatures were already hot enough to make the guys sweat with very little exertion. Before long, both young men could feel the sweat starting to drip from their brows and dampen their armpits and ass cracks.
As they walked, Paulie knew they'd have to go past the public restroom where Paul had encountered his hot, anonymous sperm donor a couple weeks ago. Paul wondered if Karl had ever been inside or had any notion of what went on in the piss & shit scented stalls of the dilapidated tearoom.
The boys were tired from running and rough housing. When they had the chance, both plopped down for a break on a park bench that just happened to be on the path outside the restroom. As they sat catching their breath and cooling down, Paul was sure his keen nose kept picking up the scent of the stale piss and shit emanating from the stalls inside. But, maybe his horny teenage brain was just playing tricks. Now and again the smell would pass on the breeze. More obvious to Paul were the smells both young men were producing. Paul had never thought of his best pal in a sexual way before. But the smell of Karl's young musk had Paul's head spinning with lustful ideas.
After a brief rest, both guys were back on their feet to finish the short walk to Paulie's house a few blocks away. A few steps from the front porch, the boys broke into a sprint to see who could get there first. As they pushed past each other into the mudroom, the young men collapsed into a breathless pile on the floor with Paul's face landing on Karl's young bubble butt. The only thing between the young man's taught cheeks and Karl's face was the thin layer of fabric of his shorts. Paul paused briefly, daring to inhale and hoping to smell his friend's sweaty, damp crack. Without warning, Karl grabbed Paul's head holding him down and blasting a loud fart right in his pal's face. Paul gagged on the noxious fumes, as Karl laughed so hard he pissed a little in his shorts. Paul jumped to his feed feigning disgust! But, he could feel his teenage cock swelling in his own shorts and hoped Karl wouldn't notice the tent forming between his legs.
As if seeing one another for the first time, both young mean watched as their maturing cocks rose to full salute. Paul was so confused. He didn't know whether to make a move or not. After all, Karl felt more like his brother than a friend.
Without breaking eye contact, Paul swatted at Karl's obvious & ample looking boner thru his shorts. His hand slapped the surprisingly thick endowment of his best friend causing it to swing back and forth in his shorts. In turn, Karl reach out and grabbing Paul's swollen member giving it a firm and prolonged squeeze. Paul could feel his cock grow even thicker in his best friend's hand. Both guys laughed relieving the awkward tension. Paul reached over and pantsed his buddy exposing his prodigious cock. The familiar smell of un-showered cock flooded the small room. To Paul's surprise Karl didn't move to pull up his shorts now around his ankles. So, Paul dropped his own shorts; the stink from his own cock adding to the funk filling the room.
Karl's rock-hard phallus was already an impressive 8 inches and almost as thick as a Red Bull can. His engorged, veiny shaft thickened at the base into a tuft of thick, dark pubes over a low hanging sack of ample-sized nuts. Paul's impressive blond-bushed 6.5 incher wasn't too shabby either. His heavy balls didn't hang as low but resembled two Grade-A eggs wrapped in a crumpled, brown paper bag. Both young men were obviously proud of their developing manhood. They leaned back to show off starting a mock sword fight with their swollen members. As the boys dueled with their hard dicks, the musky, natural smell of cock filled their nostrils. Aroused by the naughty play, both boy's cocks began leaking beads of pre-cum that glistened on their heads eventually drooling out flinging all over their legs and crotches.
Paul was delirious with lust as he sank to his knees and swallowed as much of his best mate's cock as he could. Karl moaned with appreciation putting his hands on Paul's head and pistoning his ramrod in & out of his friend's warm, wet mouth. Paul could taste the fresh piss Karl had released moments earlier and smell the heady musk from his friend's bush and balls as his cock slid further and further down his throat with every thrust.
Without a word, Paul stood up grabbing Karl by the hand and guiding him upstairs to his bedroom. Paul pushed Karl face first onto to the bed exposing his bubble butt and pressing his cock downward over the edge of the bed. Paul could see the slightest hint of dark hair starting to grow in Karl's crack and merging with the boy's fully developed bush. Paul sank to his knees once again face to face with his bestie's shit trench.
Karl lay motionless as Paulie licked his way up his shaft to his balls then on up into forbidden territory. He waited to see if Karl would stop him. With no sign of resistance, Paul used his hands to spread his bud's cheeks exposing his crack and the dark, puckered skin of his asshole. The smell of Karl's hole overpowered Paul's senses. Not only did his friend have the hottest, tightest rosebud Paulie had ever seen, it was surrounded by a halo of dried shit that must've been there for some time. Paul leaned forward sucking on Karl's balls letting his nose come to rest directly on his friend's shitty hole. Karl melted feeling the warmth of his friend's breath on his pucker as Paul tea-bagged his low hanging fruit.
Karl reached back encouraging his friend to continue his nasty service. After sucking every bit of stink off his pal's nuts, Paul let his mouth slide up into the cleft of his young friend's upturned ass. The farther up he went the more his sensitive taste buds picked up the forbidden flavor. Within seconds the taste of dried shit filled his mouth and throat. Paul sucked his friend's pucker and licked ravenously at Karl's dirty hole. Paul ate Karl's ass like it was his last meal. In fact, the two friends were so lost in the moment, neither of them heard the garage door or footsteps in the hall.
Leon stood in the doorway watching as his young son cleaned the shit off his best friend's ass with the fervor of a suckling, newborn calf. Waiting for the perfect moment, Leon watched as the boys took their friendship to a new level. Leon was proud of his son. He knew exactly what that kind of friendship was like since he'd been doing the same with his buddy Joe, their barber, for years.
Leon watched and waited as he quietly unbuckled and slid his pants to the floor. He was sure Paulie's keen nose would pick up the familiar sent of his dad's ripe cock and balls. The young pig didn't seem to notice, however. Perhaps, he was too distracted by the stink he enjoyed from his pal Karl. When he couldn't stand it any longer, Leon announced his presence by blasting a loud fart that rumbled through the room! Both young men leapt to their feet to find Leon standing over them. His huge, rock-hard cock was already glistening with precum and the stink of his fart filled the boy's nostrils along with the heady, ripe smell of the adult man's cock.
Leon smiled at the startled and embarrassed boys and said, "Looks like you boys have figured out a new way to have fun!" "How's about letting your old man in on the action?" Paul and Karl both looked at the burly, hairy man's massive, stinking cock straining for attention and realized the shit was about to get real!