JIM and the Nasty Dad pt 2
(Scat, raunch)
Email from Clive
Hi Jim
I'm not gonna lie. I wanked off four times to your last email. I can't believe that happened to you but then again these things do tend to follow us around don't they? Are you going to get in touch with the dad? Send me his number, I've got a few things I'd be willing to make him do with the money I've got 'resting' in my account. I wonder if he has other sons. I'd love to see him teach them a few lessons, I tell you.
Your email reminded me of that time we were in Sitges and we had to duck into a public toilet, do you remember? You'd eaten some dodgy crab meat and that combined with the intense heat and the hustle and bustle of bear week was too much for your poor innards. I'll never forget the sound of you having violent diarrhoea in the end cubicle and my cock responding the way it always does to such filth. My eight inches throbbed in my tiny speedo so I had to sit down on the lav and stroke it off, slicked with sweat, the smell of your rank shit wafting through and mixing with the smell of my own ripe hole drifting up between my legs. As you asked me what on earth I was up to I moaned "Passing the time" as I stroked off thinking about your poor bowels falling out of your arsehole right next to me. And then the funniest thing happened. I realised on the neighbouring wall there was a gloryhole, and a rather small finger was beckoning me to it.
You know I've never been one for rudeness so I stepped across and obliged the anonymous obliger, sliding my cock through that hole and feeling the hot wet mouth on the other side close around my bulbous head. I remember marvelling at how small and tight the mouth was as I began my thrusting. The sound of coughing and spitting on the other side as whoever it was struggled to take my eight inches down their throat. As you groaned and shit out drain stink in the next cubicle I thrust my cock hard and deep into the perfect mouth I couldn't see. Then the mouth came off it and was replaced... by another mouth... but this one was even tighter to fuck. As I heard a high pitched voice whisper on the other side "That's it, just like your big bro, take it right in" I started to thrust even harder. I heard coughing, gagging, retching and then "I'll hold your head in place just let him fuck your throat!"
And that was it, the point of no return. Suddenly the mouth was being held there by force so I fucked as hard as I could feeling spit and puke erupt around my cock as my imagination told me shocking disgusting things about who was on the receiving end. I won't lie, Jim, I pictured your sweet son Harry, eyes watering, puke flying as I raped his poor throat. And then suddenly I erupted, and the mouth came off replaced by the first mouth, then both as they suckled on my white steaming nasty milk like their lives depended on it. Two hungry mouths slurping on my pouring cock. My knees shook and my body trembled as I pulled my dick free and saw it covered in slick throat phlegm and some puke left there too.
I heard a giggle on the other side then two sets of feet racing past the cubicle. As quick as a flash I opened the door to see who'd serviced me so well but they were already out the door. To this day I have no idea who puked on my cock. I just remember you emerging from your cubicle looking green as you informed me you'd have to go back to the hotel! Bless you. That was the day I met The Supplier, remember? In a grotty little bar in Sitges...
Which reminds me, did you get his latest video which I sent you last week? I know it's such a ball ache having to watch VHS on the old toploader but he will only work with that format. I think you should pay particular attention to the video marked "BRUTAL BRATISLAVA". Although you may need a few whiskies before you view it, it's not for the beginner. Pay particular attention to the boy with the red hair. The look on his face when 15 inch Fernando swaggers in is priceless. The realisation that the giant black cock is going inside him... And Fernando is an absolute beast of the highest order, I think he was kicked out of the army. And you know what those chaps are like once they get going. The video is four hours long. Most people switch off after the first hour but I recommend sticking with it until the bitter end...
I must go, the plumber is here fixing my toilet. You should see his arse, Jim. Busting out of his jeans! I might go and see if he needs a hand...
Regards
Clive
What's on the video? Email me your suggestions at puddingpuller@hotmail.com