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The following story deals with incest, watersports and other sexual fetishes. If you are uncer the age of eighteen or find this kind of sexual activity offensive, stop here.
My Awakening (Part 2) By Rim4you
1
The house at 1262 Santa Lucia Drive, was much like its surrounding neighbors. Single story California ranch styled homes. It was a three bedroom home with a with a large screened patio out back which overlooked a swimming pool. The entire back yard was walled in by a seven foot high brick fence. Absolute privacy was assurred.
Uncle Brad, being in real estate, found us the house upon our arrival in California.
As Dad and I entered the house for the first time I gasped out loud, "Jeez Dad! This sure does beat military base housing anyday! It's fuckin' gorgeous!"
Dad smiled and put his hand around my shoulder as the front door swung shut.
"Seeing's how you and I are starting a new life out here, I wanted us to have a real home ... you know?"
I shook my head in agreement. Together we wandered around the house, checking it out and then headed towards the patio. Dad hadn't told me about the pool. Almost dramatically he pulled the drapes back from the sliding glass doors that went out to the screened patio. My eyes became big as saucers and I began to jump up and down, wild with excitement.
"Dad!" I shouted, "we got ourselves a fuckin' pool!"
Dad smiled big time seeing my excitement. He opened the sliding glass doors and the two of us headed out towards the pool. We both surveyed what was obviously running through our minds at the same time.
"Hmmmmm!" Dad uttered, "alot of privacy back here!"
"Skinny dippin'!" I giggled.
"You can count on that Scott. I guess you and I will be naked around here quite a bit."
I threw my arms around my Dad and gave him a big hug.
"Thanks Dad!" I sighed, "for getting us such a nice place to live! But can we afford it?"
Dad returned my hug with one of loving reassurance.
"Don't you worry about that Scotty. As long as you're happy."
I looked up into my Dad's violet eyes and winked at him.
"You know," I began, running my hands over Dad's luscious ass, "I'd be even happier if my face were buried in your ass right now! It's a hot day and ... uh ... I bet your ass is steamy with sweat and stinks just the way I like it!"
Dad reached down with his hands. Clasping my young hands with his, he pushed my hands more firmly onto his ass while at the same time, he gyrated his crotch against my body. His monster cock was on the rise!
"You know I'd like nothing better Scott, than to throw up my legs for you right now and hear you smelling my ass and doing something else for me," Dad groaned softly.
"What Dad? You know I'll do anything you want. Just let me have some of your stink first. Please! You know what that does to me."
"Oh!" Dad continued groaning, "you can have my stink anytime you want Scott. But I want you to shit in my mouth. Can you do that for me son? It's been such a long time since someone's fed me. I'm so fuckin' hungry for shit!"
"I haven't taken a shit since yesterday morning," I snarled in a sexy voice. "bound to be a hefty load up my butt for you to eat and play with."
"Oh fuck! Thank you son!" Dad moaned with pure lust as he sunk to his knees and buried his face in my crotch, his hands grasping his tank top to pull it off.
As he moved his head back to yank his tank top over his head, I quickly stepped out of my cut off jeans. My hard seven inch cock bobbed up and down before my Dad's lusting eyes.
"I know you want my big, boy cock!" I taunted, "You want to smell it and suck it don't you Dad?!"
"Yes Scott," Dad's voice was husky and raspy, "I want to smell your cock! I want suck your cock! I want to feel your cock pounding my jarhead ass! Anything ... I'll do anything Scott ... grovel ... beg ... if only you'll feed me! Satisfy my aching hunger!"
"Take your shorts off Dad and hand me one of your sneakers."
Mesmerized by my throbbing cock, pre-cum oozing out of my piss split, falling in a long thin line like a spider's web, to the grass beneath us, Dad tugged at his shorts and sneakers to get them off. Never once did he turn his eyes away from my hard cock, dancing before him.
Kicking off his sneakers, he reached behind him to retrieve one and handed it up to me.
"Smell my dick! Suck my dick, Dad!" I sighed as I pressed my face into Dad's grundgy sneaker. The sweat from his foot had ripened the inner lining of his sneaker. It's funky fragrance shot up my nostrils, swirling through my head and my mind delved into my "locker room" fantasy. Here I was smelling the stink of a hunky marine, who was on his knees before me!
Dad sniffed and licked his way up and down my veiny shaft. The heat of the afternoon and the fact that I hadn't showered the day before, apparantly left it's own scent on my dick.
"Your cock smells so fuckin' good son! So fuckin' good! It's just the way I like teen cock to smell. Hot! Sweaty and tangy!"
I was lost in my own world of lust, huffing on my Dad's sneaker. Each wave of his funk hitting me and sending me deeper and deeper into my lustful thoughts. I was almost oblivious as Dad encircled my cock with his lips and swallowed my oozing dick into the wet, warm cavity of his mouth.
Dad sucked me slowly, Gently. Sensuously. His head rose up and down from the head of my dick, where he'd pause to jab his tongue into my piss slit, then he worked his way down, swallowing my dick completely until his nose was nestled in my thick pubic hair. There he would pause again to inhale deeply the aroma of my sweaty crotch.
I could feel my pleasure mounting and mounting. The need to ejaculate was so strong but I wanted to hold back. To save it, as it were, until I had given my Dad what he wanted from me so much. I took Dad's sneaker away from my face. The fresh air, stirred by a gentle breeze, brought me out of the "locker room" and back to the world of reality. I looked around me. I looked down to behold this gorgeous hunk of a man, his muscles bulging and rippling with each movement he made, his mouth wrapped around my cock giving me intense pleasure.
I placed my hands on either side of his head and every so slowly, withdrew my dick from his mouth.
Dad looked up at me. Our eyes met in a hot, tender gaze.
"I love you son," he whispered softly.
"And I love you too Dad," I responded, just as gently, "now lay back on the grass and raise your legs. I want more jarhead stink!"
Dad sprawled back and grabbed his legs and pulled them towards his chest. Now it was my turn to go down on my knees before him. As I did so, I yanked my t-shirt off. Now the two of us were naked at last.
"I've kept it nice and raunchy for you Scott," Dad moaned, as he raised his head to watch my face inch closer and closer to his hairy, musky ass trench.
Dad's ass hairs were dripping with sweat. The area around his puckerd asshole was tinged in brown. I buried my face into his hairy ass bringing my nose directly to his asshole. I inhaled slowly and deeply, savoring the strong, pungent aroma that emanated from Dad's asshole.
"Fuck! Fuck Dad!" I sighed and heaved with animal lust. "I love smellin' your ass! Hot, dirty marine ass!"
"Yeah! That's it son! You're doin' it buddy ... you are smellin' genuine USMC jarhead hole! Best fuckin' stink you'll ever find!"
I sniffed and sniffed at Dad's ripe, raunchy asshole while he stroked his huge dick.
"Still hungry?" I asked, not taking my face from Dad's ass.
"Fuck yes!" Dad moaned out loud, "I'm fuckin' starving son. Feed me! Please feed me son!"
I stood up, reached over to my shorts and pulled a bottle of poppers out of one of the pockets.
"Always come prepared, don't you Scott?" Dad looked at me and grinned.
"Always Dad," I responded.
I handed Dad the bottle and he took several deep hits. Then he handed me the bottle and I likewise did the same. The rush of exhilaration and arousal swept over both of us.
I began to squat over Dad's face.
"That's so fuckin' beautiful Scott!" Dad groaned with deep lust, as my spread ass hovered above his face.
I could feel the pressure in my bowels intensifying, the urgent need to shit became strong. My anal ring began to flutter open as I could feel a turd descending.
"Ah Fuck!" Dad whispered hoarsly, "feed me your stinkin' shit Scott!"
"Want my shit, marine?"
"Yes sir! Please sir!"
Dad opened his mouth wide as my log slid into his waiting mouth. He received my gift with loud groans and moans of pleasure.
I rocked my body back so I could see Dad sucking and slurping on my brown, stinking log. It was obvious from the expression on his face that he was lost in his own world of fantasy and erotic thoughts.
I took another hit of poppers.
"I wanna see you eat my shit Dad!"
Dad nodded his head. He reached up with his hand and cautiously withdrew my turd from his mouth. His lips were wet and slimy with shit. Then he bit off about two inches of my turd and began to chew. He kept his mouth open so I could see every chomp he took. Every swallow he took.
"Thank you Scott!" Dad moaned.
"Can I have this one Dad? Don't worry ... there's more in the oven for you!"
Dad handed me the turd. I hunkered over his slobbering mouth again. Bringing my shit log under my nose I began to smell it, grazing it across my nostrils. As I did so my asshole opened up and I pushed another log into Dad's mouth. He sucked it into his mouth greedily, like the pig that he was.
Dad and I melted into that dark world of shit sex.
2
"Looks like you two fuckin' pigs need some hosin' down!"
My head snapped back and turned towards the direction where the voice was coming from.
Strolling towards Dad and I came Uncle Brad, his gym bag slung over his shoulder. His hard dick jutted out from under his gym shorts and swayed with the rhythym of his stride.
"Scotty-Boy!" Uncle Brad said, "You're lookin' mighty fine! Found yourself a playmate I see. Mind if I play too?"
Uncle Brad began to strip. He was three years older than Dad. Thirty-seven to be exact. His body, though not as powerfully built as his younger brother lying beneath me, was nonetheless beautiful to look at. And there between his legs was another "Curtis" whopper of a cock.
Dad rolled his head from under my ass to look at his older brother, his mouth still sucking hungrily on my turd.
"And you're lookin' real good little brother!" Uncle Brad said, reaching between his legs to pull on his hard cock.
"I just finished my workout at the gym and thought I'd drop by. I'm all sweaty and stinky Scott. Why don't you make me smell better!" Uncle Brad gasped as he gabbed his cock and started jerking. "Smear some of that shit on my face then I want you to lube my asshole with that turd and fuck me with that nice hot dick of yours!"
Uncle Brad stood up and aiming his cock towards me he started to piss. His hot piss splashed all over my chest. I opened my mouth and he aimed his stream directly in my mouth. I gulped greedily. Then he aimed his pissing cock to Dad's cock and gave it a good hosing down. When he had emptied his bladder, Uncle Brad dropped down to his hands and knees beside me. He looked desirably into my eyes.
"Paint my face with your shit Scott! Stink me up real good!"
I broke my turd in half. Laying one portion of it on Dad's chest, I took the other in my hand and made contact with Uncle Brad's cheek. He moaned with pleasure as my hand swirled over his handsome face.
"Oh Yeah! Stink me up real good Scott! Smear your shit all over my face! ... feels so mother fuckin' nice."
Dad continued his slurping on my turd, reaching down to masturbate his pissy cock. My guts opened up again and the softer, mushier shit began spitting, farting its way out of my asshole all over Dad's face.
"That's it Scott!" Uncle Brad encouraged, "Shit on your Dad! He's a fuckin' pig and loves it! Always has ... ever since we were kids!"
The reeking stench of my asshole on these two men, drove me into a state of sexual frenzy. I got up and turned my ass to Uncle Brad, spreading my legs wide I rubbed my filthy hand up and down my fuzzy ass thrench, coating it with a thick layer of shit. I looked down at my Dad who was lost in his own pleasure, wallowing in the filth I had deposited all over his face.
Dad raised one of his hands to his face and swiped some of my shit onto the palm of his hand. Then using his dirty hand he continued to masturbate using my shit as his jack off lube.
"Eat my ass Uncle Brad!" I hissed, careful not to holler for fear of the neighbors who could have wondered what was going on in the backyard. "Eat my dirty stinking ass!"
Uncle Brad willingly obliged. He dove towards my filthy butt and buried his face into it, slurping and licking furiously.
"Fuck me Scott!" Uncle Brad gasped, as he pulled his head back to suck in some air. "I need cock up my ass!"
I reached down for the turd I laid on Dad's chest, then scooped some more shit off of Dad's face and knelt behind Uncle Brad's spread and waiting butt.
Uncle Brad's ass was full, well mounded and muscular just like Dad's. The only difference was that his ass, like the rest of his body, was practiclly hairless. Even I had more hair on my body than Uncle Brad.
The pink rose bud of his puckered asshole quivered with the anticipation of getting fucked. Perhaps he was more turned on to the fact that I was his fourteen-year-old nephew about to plow his ass; or the stinking shit. Whatever the reason, I leaned forward to smell his voluptuous ass. It reeked with the powerful aroma of manstink. Ripe and musky.
I shot back for an instant and brought my shitty hand forward, smearing my shit up and down his hairless ass trench. Then I lubed up my cock with shit, and poised my cockhead at Uncle Brad's quivering asshole.
"Fuck me! Fuck me Scott!" Uncle Brad pleaded. "Shove your dick up my dirty ass!"
I slammed my cock up his hungry hole. He threw his head back and arched his back, swallowing my teen cock up his shit chute to the hilt.
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah Brian!" Uncle Brad hissed to his brother, "I got your kid's big dick up my stinkin' ass! He's got the Curtis cock alright ... so fuckin' thick!"
I grabbed Uncle Brad's hips and began pounding his ass with a vengence. With each thrust of my cock, he'd buck his ass back to swallow every inch of my dick, grinding his ass down when he hit the base of my dick.
"Fuckin' feels so good Scott! Fuckin' tear my ass up!"
As I pumped Uncle Brad's ass, he looked down at his brother, still sucking on the turd in his mouth.
"Share it with me Brian?" Uncle Brad asked.
Dad nodded his head.
"I love you little brother," Uncle Brad whispered, as he lowered his open mouth onto the protruding end of the turd in his brothers' mouth. He sucked his way down my shit log until their lips met in a deep turd- suck- kiss.
The sight of their filthy kiss brought me to the edge. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs but knew that I couldn't.
"I'm gonna fuckin' blow my wad Uncle Brad!" I hissed.
Uncle Brad released his kiss from his brother. He bucked his ass back hard on my aching cock. He glanced back over his shoulder at me and smiled. Our eyes gazed lustfully into each others'.
"Cum up my fuckin' dirty ass Scott!" Uncle Brad groaned, "Shoot your hot spooge up my ass!"
I heaved one final, powerful thrust and my cock exploded sending spurt after spurt of my jizz deep within my Uncle's ass.
"Ah fuck! Fuck!" I gasped, my body contorting and contracting with each gush of sperm that shot out of my piss slit. I collapsed unto my Uncle's back, wrapping my arms around his waist, I heaved and sighed at the immense pleasure his ass had given my cock, which slowly slipped out of his fucked hole.
Slowly I realeased my grip from Uncle Brad and fell back upon the grass. I turned my head to look at the two muscular men who knelt facing each other, smearing each other's body with my shit, their lips locked in a deep brotherly kiss, their hands each upon the other's cock, jacking away.
Their moans became deeper and deeper. In unison, geysers of hot man spunk flew out of their piss slits and splattered upon each other. Thick, creamy white, rivulets of cum coated their shit smeared chests and stomachs.
I sighed and fingered my dirty asshole.
My awakening was becoming more intense.
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