Discovering Mansmells 8
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It was the first week of summer following graduation. Nothing out of the ordinary except this was Paulie's first summer without the specter of high school returning in the fall. Excitement over college dimmed in comparison to his exploits of the last couple months. Having become a man, in every sense of the word, was the most life-changing experience to date for young Paul.
Paul's proud mom & dad wanted to celebrate their son's graduation. After all, he'd earned it. Mom wanted to invite the entire family of course. Thank God his dad, Leon, had come to the rescue pushing hard to let Paul decide what kind of celebration he wanted. Eventually mom gave in and Paul was able to choose.
Every summer, mom, dad & Paul had spent several long weekends at a cabin in nearby Vancouver. The getaways were always fun. But Paul had recently been wondering what a weekend at the cabin with just his dad would be like. And since he wanted to make the most of every single day with his hot dad before moving to campus, Paulie decided he could leverage this chance to request a weekend for just the guys.
Mom was understandably disappointed. But, her son was growing up and changing before her eyes. She'd noticed that Leon and Paulie seemed much closer lately. So it didn't seem too out of the ordinary that her `men' might want a guys-only weekend before Paulie left for college.
Paulie counted the days until the trip. The young man had such great memories of spending time at the secluded cabin. The rustic, timeworn cottage with the barest of necessities had belonged to Paul's grandfather. The small house, surrounded by dense woods, was about 5 miles from the closest neighbor. A small stream nearby was great for swimming and fishing.
Saturday morning, Paulie and his dad were up early. They'd loaded Leon's F150 and were on the road by sunrise. Both men had skipped their morning showers on purpose. After all, why waste any of the man smells already fermenting in their crotches? The road trip north was an easy 5 hours drive. Paul was looking forward to the drive almost as much as the weekend away. It was so hard to get his dad alone with his undivided attention. Paul was still puzzled about his dad's relationships with Joe the barber and Coach Ron. He planned to pry for more details during the long ride north.
The first hour of the drive was quiet. Leon drove while Paul took a nap. The young man woke up as his dad parked in front of the first rest stop along the way. The only other vehicles in the parking lot were an ODoT service truck and one semi. Leon's morning coffee had kicked in and he needed to drain his bladder and probably take a dump. Before opening the door, Leon blasted a fart that filled the truck cab with ass stink. Paulie faked disgust as Leon chuckled and left the boy to deal with the smell he'd left behind. As the young man sat enjoying his dad's fart, he wondered if the fart was good enough reason to turn the conversation to sex when his dad returned.
Leon walked into the urine-scented mensroom. The thought of leaving his son stewing in his fresh fart had given the man a chubby making it difficult to piss. So, Leon walked into the first of three stalls to see if he'd be any more successful taking his morning dump. The stall hadn't been painted in some time. Graffiti covered the shit stall walls. Nasty limericks and ads for anonymous sex were interspersed with the occasional stain of dried cum. There were even a few finger-painted shit skids! One in particular pointed to a piece of wood screwed to the wall between his and the adjoining stall.
Leon sat bare-assed on the seat reading the filth on the walls. Straining to take a dump, the man blasted another huge fart that rattled the porcelain throne and reverberated through the small room. As the smell of his fresh shit filled the air, Leon heard a gravely cough from the next stall and a gruff voice said, "nice one"! Unlike his son, Leon was no stranger to tearoom antics. He chuckled and said, "Thanks!" waiting to see what happened next.
Upon closer inspection, Leon noticed the piece of wood on the stall wall was loose. Scrub marks on either side hinted it might actually swing from side to side. Leon pushed one side of the block. Sure enough, the wood moved up and out of the way revealing a beer can sized glory hole between the two stalls. No sooner had he discovered the hidden peephole than he watch it fill with the head of the biggest, ugliest uncut cock Leon had ever seen. A long sleeve of skin covered the enormous cock head that barely fit through the large hole. Paul's dad watched as the anonymous owner of the cock carefully pushed it through. As more and more of the man's thick shaft came into view, the glory hole began tugging at the skin around the head. Peeling back revealed the man's cheesy glans. The stench of the man's unwashed dick permeated Leon's brain who wasted no time adjusting himself on the seat so he could focus his attention on the amazingly nasty gift he was being offered. As he got closer to the man's enormous dick, Leon notice streaks of shit from a recent fuck along the bulbous head as well.
Leon forgot all about his son in the car as he stretched his mouth as wide as it would go sucking the dirty cockhead into his mouth. The taste of smeg, leftover cum and ass juices filled his mouth as he sucked on the largest dick of his life. No doubt, this belonged to the trucker whose rig he'd seen parked outside. Leon's own stink had been fermenting on the drive up but couldn't hold a candle to the smells and tastes this trucker was carrying between his legs. Leon opened wider able to get the head and about 3 inches of the man's shaft into his mouth. Even though he was no stranger to sucking dick, there was no way his throat could physically accommodate the fist-sized knob trying to penetrate it!
Leon might not be able to swallow it all but he knew what to do. He slobbered on the massive dick, sucking it skillfully in and out of his mouth. Moans of approval from the other side of the wall were all the motivation he needed. Using his tongue, Leon clean out the hood of the man's nasty dick. The pungent flavor of the accumulated funk and the tearoom smells were so amazing.
Leon had totally forgotten he was sitting on a pot of his own shit in a rest stop bathroom until the door to his stall pushed open. Paulie stood there smiling as watched his dad go to town on the knob of the complete stranger. Hearing the stall door open, the trucker moaned and unleashed a torrent of piss into Leon's mouth. Washing down bits of shit and head cheese, Leon gulped feverishly trying not to waste an ounce of the nasty liquid. Paulie pulled out his own plumping cock and started pissing into the bowl between his dad's legs splashing on his dad's engorged boner and balls as the piss cascaded into the bowl of shit.
As the trucker's torrent of piss slowed to a trickle, Leon was sure he'd just swallowed at least a quart of hot cock liquid. His bush, cock and balls were also dripping with Paulie's spent piss load.
Leon watched as Paul knelt down in front of the taking a long whiff of the stranger's smelly cock licking the last few drops of piss from his sheathed cock head. When the door to the men's room opened again, father and son smiled as the trucker pulled his swollen cock back thru the gloryhole. He slid a piece of paper thru the gloryhole with his number on it, zipped up and walked out of the rest stop bathroom.
The trip had barely gotten started and the men were already sure it was going to be a graduation celebration neither of them was soon to forget.