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The following story deals with incest, watersports and scat. Topics which some may find immoral, disgusting and offensive yet practiced among gay men. If you have a problem dealing with these topics or are under the age of eighteen, STOP HERE!
Raunchy Boy (Part 5) by Rim4you
Chapter 1
This was all too exciting. What a day this was turning out to be. First, my two coaches in the lockeroom at school; Dad and I; Alan and I, now Dad, Alan and I together! What more could a teenage boy ask for?
Mutual jack off and cocksucking with Alan couldn't compare to what I had experienced with these men today. Yes, men! I think that fact alone was the most decisive element that aroused me so much. That a man would want to have sex with me, a fourteen-year-old boy.
True. I realised the repercussions. That I could, as well as Alan, stir up alot of trouble. Serious trouble. But why ruin a good thing?
Perhaps Alan and I were more similar than either of us ever realised. Until today we had never verbalized our innermost thoughts. Perhaps it was the events in the lockeroom, which Alan witnessed, that triggered something. A chain of events that, once put into motion, reached deep down within us and we discovered our innermost selves.
I can't say exactly how Alan was feeling but if it was anything likened to what I was perceiving, the feeling was one of pure freedom. It was as if a secret burden had been lifted and released.
Chapter 2
Alan and I watched, spellbound, as Dad climbled onto the bed and hunkered down on all fours before us. His jockstrapped framed ass stared at us. Beckoned us. Invited us.
"Come here, boys." Dad whispered, in a low gutteral voice. "Smell my manstink! Come here and smell all the aromas of a man!"
Beads of sweat rolled from Dad's armpits down his muscular arms. They seemed to glisten in the dim light. Alan crawled his way to the sweaty pit. Lying on his back he stared up at the sweat laden hairs. Reaching up with his hand, he ran his fingers through the swirl of wet pit hair. Capturing this essense of man on his fingertips he brought his fingers under his nose and sniffed gently, almost lovingly. With soft moans, Alan traced his lips with the tips of his fingers then darted his tongue out and slowly, erotically, ran his tongue over his lips.
"Yeah, fucker!" Dad whispered. "Taste my sweat."
"Mmmmmm!" Alan moaned, lost in his own pleasure. "Oh, Uncle Josh!"
"Smell my stink, Alan! Yeah!" Dad groaned, as Alan raised his head and buried it in what I knew to be, Dad's funky armpit.
"Lick it, Alan! Lick my stinky manpit! I wanna feel your fucking tongue licking up all that sweat. Soak every hair with your spit, boy! I wann see my pit drip with your fucking spit!"
Alan licked and sucked at Dad's armipit as if he were nursing on cock. I could see his frothy saliva oozing out of his mouth and coating the hairs of Dad's pit.
"What are you waiting for? You little fuck!" Dad snarled, as he looked over his shoulder at me, perched on my knees on the edge of the bed. "See anything you want, fucker?"
"Dad!" I whispered, as I crawled onto the bed. Like a dog with head lowered, I sniffed my way along the plastic to my Dad's foot. His toes were curling and squishing into a pool of piss. His own piss which was now darkened by the shit that had seeped out of Alan's ass during my fingering of my best friend's hole.
The funky, foul aromas, crept up my nostrils and aroused me once more. My cock sprang to attention. One quick glance forward and I saw Alan's hand wrapped around his dick, stroking, as he continued to sniff and eat out Dad's armpit.
The smell of asshole, mine and Alan's, permeated the air, which only added to my excitement.
"Oh yeah, pig!" Dad gasped, as my tongue lapped at his toes which rested in the pool of piss and shit sludge. "Lick 'em, son! I wanna hear you slurp up that slop from my toes!"
Heightened with pleasure at my throbbing cock and my ever mounting arousal and the sound of Alan's salivations, his moans and sighs of pure lust, I pursed my lips and sucked into my mouth Dad's big toe and a stream of the putrid, reeking sludge that it rested in was swept into my mouth.
"Suck that filth off my toe, Joel! Get that fucking cock and butt slime in your fucking pig hungry mouth!"
"Yes sir!" I gasped, as I sucked the rancid pool of deposited piss and shit into my mouth and swallowed.
It was all so disgusting yet erotic beyond my wildest dreams. The scent. The taste. The act in itself. All these elements combined seemed to gather themselves together and I became one with them.
"Fucking pigs!" Dad groaned. "Fucking filthy pig boys!"
I worked my way from one toe to the next, sucking each as though I were sucking cock, digesting within me all the slime, filth and foul sludge that I found on each one.
"Look at me, Dad!" I gasped, coming up for a breath of air and showing him, proudly, my mouth dripping with stinking filth. His and Alan's.
"Fucking awesome, son! Fucking beautiful! Get up here and kiss me!"
"Huh?"
"Come here, boy, and give your Dad a dirty, stink kiss."
Obediently, I crawled up towards my Dad. I laid down beside him, my head resting on a pillow and gazed up into his eyes.
"Hey pit pig!"
"Yes, Uncle Josh?"
"You're doing such a good job there, eat out my stinking mancunt! But mind you! Save some slop for Joel!"
"Yes sir!" Alan responded. In a flash he was kneeling behind Dad, his mouth dripping with spit like a rabid dog.
"Go for it, buddy! Eat my ass!" Dad hissed, as he lowered his head towards mine.
"Fuck!" I moaned, arching my back, as Dad's lips grazed mine. Like a snake, his toungue darted out and flicked across my slime coated lips.
"What ya been eatin', boy?" Dad whispered.
"Piss and shit!" I sighed, reaching up to entwine my fingers through my Dad's blonde locks.
"Whose piss and shit, boy?" Dad murmerred, as his tongue licked my lips.
"Your piss, Dad! Alan's shit!" I groaned.
"You like that, don't you, raunchy boy?"
"Yes! Yes!" I sighed. "I want to be your ..."
My words muffled as Dad pressed his lips upon mine and with his tongue, pried my mouth open to receive his deep, wet, sloppy kiss.
I had never been kissed like this before. It felt so intimate and yet so nasty. It felt as though Dad was drawing the life out of me and my whole body shuddered as my hands clawed at the plastic beneath me.
In my stupor and sexual delerium I could feel also the bed gently rocking. Dad was moving to a steady rhythim, back and forth.
"Oh yeah!" Dad whispered, as we broke our kiss. "Fuck yeah! You found my mancunt, Alan! That's it, boy! Fuck! Fuck your Uncle Josh's dirty, shithole! Yeah!"
I scooted up and positioned myself before my Dad. Splaying my legs wide I grabbed my cock and pointed it towards him.
"Suck my cock, bitch!" I hissed. "Suck it while my brother fucks your filthy man pussy! Your stinking, filthy asshole!"
"Fuck, Joel!" Alan groaned, slamming his boy cock up my Dad's hole. "Fuckin' dirty ass! Can ya smell it, Joel?"
"Yeah, buddy!" I cried. "I can smell the fucking pig's hole from here! Shit fuck his motherfuckin' cunt, Alan! Fuck the shit outta him!"
Dad bucked his ass back to meet every thrust. Lowering his head he dove down on my cock and took every inch down his greedy throat until his nose was buried into my pubic hairs.
"Fuck him, Alan!" I practically screamed. "Fuck our Dad! You know what I want, don't ya?"
"What do you want, Joel?"
"I wanna suck your shitty cock afterwards!"
"Fuck yeah, brother! Ah, man! I can fuckin' feel the slop up his ass!"
"Fuck that toilet hole!" Dad bellowed, releasing his mouth from my cock. "Fuck the shit outta my ass, Alan! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!"
"Fuckin' cunt!" Alan screamed, "Fuckin' dirty man pussy!" he hollered, as he raised his hand and gave Dad's asscheek a firm slap.
"You fuckiin' bitch!" Dad hollered. "Mother-fuckin', son-of-a-bitch!"
"Suck my brother's cock, jock fag!" Alan snarled, slapping Dad's ass again. "I know you fuckin' love havin' boy cock up your shitty ass and in your cock suckin' mouth!"
"Fuck him dirty, Alan!" I hollered, as I grabbed Dad's head and shoved my cock back in his mouth. "Suck! Suck, you fuckin' whore! Suck you raunchy boy's dick! Gonna fuckin' piss down your pig throat, Dad! Want it? Huh? Want my boy piss down your cocksuckin', pig, toilet throat? Talk to me, fucker!"
"Fuck me, Alan! Fuckin' piss in my cocksuckin' mouth, Joel! Fuckin' pigs! Fuckin' dirty sluts!"
"Fuck yeah, toilet mouth!" I grunted. "Gonna piss down your latrine suckin' mouth!"
"Motherfuckin' slop suckin' fuck!" Dad yelled, before he wrapped his hungry lips around my pissing cock and bucked his ass back upon Alan's pistoning dick.
"Yeah! Drink my piss, fucker! Drink it!"
As I let loose my torrent of pent up piss down my Dad's thirsty, slurping mouth, at the same time my asshole quivered, relaxed and I could feel it gaping and puckering.
I felt and let rip a stong burst of ass wind which rose up in the air and filled my nostrils with its ripe stench.
"Ah fuck!" I moaned, as I felt my muscles contract and my asslips flare open.
As I turned my head towards the television screen, I saw a guy seated upon what looked like a toilet seat. I watched as the camera zeroed in to a closeup shot of his gaping asshole and shit tumbling out of his hole into the mouth of another guy.
"Fuck! Fuck!" I groaned, as I completely let loose. Piss spewed out of my pisshole into Dad's mouth as my ass farted out the contents of my ass.
"Yeah! Shit it out, Joel!" Alan yelled. "Fuckin' dump, brother!"
"Fucking nasty pig!" Dad sighed, as he pulled his mouth off of my pissing cock and brought his face down to my shitting asshole.
"Aaaaaahhhhh! Fuck!" I groaned, as I felt Dad's face pressing, sinking and mashing into my pile of warm shit as he kissed my filthy, still farting, shit spewing boy hole!
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Dad moaned, with deep lust.
"Yeah! Eat my shit, fucker!" I yelled, swiveling and gyrating my ass into the stinking mass of shit I had just cut loose. "Eat it! Eat!"
An almost maddening, lust filled groan escaped me as Dad yanked the back of my knees and thrust them forward. Exposing my shit smeared ass, he dove his head forward into my filthy asscrack, so stink and ripe and began licking, lapping and sucking at my shitty hole all the while bucking his hairy asshole onto Alan's cock.
"Dirty, stinking fucks!" Dad snarled, as his mouth latched onto my flaring, anal shit lips, seeming to suck every wet, foul and putrid fart that I erupted.
Bringing his hand down towards my steamy pile of shit, he scooped some up. Flinging his hand wildly back, I watched with delight as my shit splattered across Alan's chest. Alan's creamy white skin, in that one instant, one gesture, became splotched with clumps of brown, stinking shit.
Alan did not hesitate to swirl his hand over his chest to smear my shit.
"Thank you, Joel!" he sighed, as he smoothed the pasty stink over his nipples, upwards over his neck until at last, staring for an instant at his shit coated palm, he rubbed the reeking filth all over his face and gave me a wild eyed, crazed look.
"Wallow in my stink!" I hissed, lustfully. "Fuckin' pigs! Fuckin' stink, raunchy pigs!"
Looking down I saw and watched as Dad scooped up another handful of my shit and felt its warmth as he smeared it all over my chest and into my armpits.
The pungent stench was overpowering yet so wonderful and intoxicating. I had never known such filth. To be wallowing in my own stinking excrement and seeing how much Dad and Alan were also getting off on my stink only brought me closer and closer to the brink. To the edge of that precipice that I knew that which each tightening jolt to my balls, my fuck cream was churning for realease.
I reached down to the filth that Dad was swirling over my body and clasped his shitty hands in mine. I could feel my back arching. My leg muscles stiffening. My toes spreading and curling. My breathing short and raspy. My mouth gaping wide open.
"Dad! Alan!" I screamed, at the top of my lungs as my body heaved and convulsed sending a geyser of my thick, creamy cum spewing out of my pisshole high into the air. It splatterd against my chest. A brilliant white against a dark brown.
I moaned as I rubbed my cum onto my shit smeared chest, my body thrashing about the bed.
"Dad! Dad! Alan!" I moaned, in the throes and pitfalls of orgasm, all the while grinding my ass into the stinking pile of my shit.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Alan's piercing wail resounded in my ears.
"Cum up my ass, boy!" Dad hollered, as I felt the bed rock violently as Dad bucked his ass back onto Alan's cock like a wild stallion. "Cream my fuckin' shithole, Alan! Shoot that motherfuckin' load up my mancunt!"
Alan grabbed Dad by the hips and yanked them back. All the while his body trembled. His eyes seemed to roll back and his mouth dropped open. I could tell that Alan was ejaculating with wild abandon and in a certain way I felt a little envious of him. After all, he was shooting his wad up a man's ass. A man's dirty, shitty ass. Something I had not experienced yet.
But then again, the night was still young and Dad hadn't cum yet!
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