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The following story deals with subject matter that some readers may find objectionable. Therefore, if you find sexual acts between consenting men involving raunch and scat offensive or if you are under the age of eighteen, STOP HERE!
The Quest - Part 3 by Rim4you
Chapter 1
My brother, Mike, was right. Todd steered me in a direction fueled by my own lust and need to satisfy my sexual urges. I often wondered, while I had my face buried in Todd's smelly crotch or ripe, tangy butt, if Mike was speaking from similar experience? It was something gnawing at the pit of my stomach. A curiousity. A need to know.
During the days, weeks and months that followed, Todd led me down a seedy path of depraved debauchery, limited only by our imagination and the ceaseless throbbing of our cocks.
I found myself asking Todd to skip taking showers for days on end so I could savor more fully his rank armpits, steamy cock and balls, stinky feet and, what I discovered with each new encounter I shared with my brother that turned me on more and more, the ripe aroma of his ass.
Something had triggered within me. A need. A compulsion for things associated with my brother that smelled of him. That reeked of him. That stunk of him.
Todd recognized my desire. My craving. And baited me, like a fish drawn to a morsel of food. Night after night Todd would keep me at bay. Lying naked on his bed he'd tell me how he had stopped using deoderant and how, after not having showered in three days, his armpits smelled real rank.
He'd rub his hand into his pit then raise his fingers to his nose and take deep breaths.
Whenever I'd spring out of my bed, my cock rigid, throbbing and leaking pre-cum and I'd practically crawl towards my brother's bed, he'd draw his lips back in a seductive grin.
"A little while longer, Marky!" he'd whisper. "I wanna smell really rank for you, little brother!"
In my agony of lust, having Todd taunt me in this manner, night after night, keeping me at a short distance, not allowing me to touch or smell him, my cock would spit its juices onto the floor as I watched him stroke his long, thick cock, finger his asshole and always afterwards, sniff his fingers and moan.
But when Todd gave into my pleading, when he felt that he had ripened himself enough and would finally yield himself to me, I gathered from it the immence power my brother wielded over me and that for Todd, I'd do anything.
Chapter 2
It was hot. Walking home from school I could feel the sweat dripping from my armpits. As my best friend, Joey, rattled on and on about some class assignment, the mere thought of arriving at home and making a mad dash up to the room I shared with Todd and rumaging through his pile of dirty clothes to sniff his sweatsocks while I jacked off, caused a tingling sensation between my legs.
This had become my newest pastime. My obsession. Lying in a heap of my brother's dirty laundry I'd drape one of his socks or a pair of his underwear over my face and beat off while I sniffed his funk. More often than naught I'd discover, to my delight, that the seat of Todd's briefs contained brown streaks accompanied with a nice, ripe scent.
"I'll catch ya later, Joey!" I hollered, as I rounded the corner into the driveway.
I thought it a bit odd that Mike's motorcycle was in the driveway rather than in the garage where he always parked it. Too, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon and Mike usually didn't get home till almost four.
I shrugged my shoulders, more concerned about my hardon and doing something nasty than about Mike. Slamming the front door behind me, I heaved my back pack onto the sofa and headed towards the kitchen.
"Marky!"
I turned my head towards the direction of the voice calling out my name. At the top of the stairs I saw Todd, just standing there, hands on his hips, staring down at me.
"Hi Todder! What's up?"
Todd pulled his t-shirt off and tossed it aside. His hairy chest glistened with a sheen of sweat. No doubt about it, my brother had my attention!
Slowly, he popped the buttons on his 501's and reaching in, scooped out his cock and balls. Placing his hands back on his hips he just stood there at the top of the stairs.
"My stink cock! That's what's up, Marky!"
I gulped hard and stared upward as Todd's mammoth tool jerked itself upward towards his stomach. His hefty, hairy balls seemed to sway, like a pendulum, between his legs.
I froze, transfixed by my brother's sensuality. His wavy ringlets danced over his forehead. His bright green eyes seemed to penetrate me as he parted his full lips and flicked his tongue over them.
"Take off your clothes and get your ass up here now!" Todd said, in a deep voice raspy with mounting lust. "My cock is extra stink for you today, Marky!"
As I tore out of my clothes, I watched as my brother disappeared into the bathroom at the top of the stairs. As I mounted the stairs, my dick bobbed up and down, Sweat broke out on my forehead. Reaching behind me I slid a finger down the sweaty crack of my ass and fingered my moist butthole. After several deep probes I withdrew my finger and took several deep whiffs of my pungent ass funk.
With each step I took, stench curled up my nostrils. My cock leaked its juices and my heart pounded wildly within my chest.
Chapter 3
This had never happened before, Todd seemingly waiting for me after school. Our sexual encounters hitherto had been stolen moments in the darkness of the late night hours. And where was Mike? His motorcycle was in the driveway? What would he think if he rounded the corner and saw me mounting the stairs naked? Not that nudity was a big deal in a house of just guys. But to be naked and sporting a raging hardon, my oldest brother might think twice.
As I stood at the landing at the top of the stairs and stared at the partially open bathroom door, I wondered what Todd was luring me into this time.
I paused at the door. From within I could hear faint moans and sighs. I gathered that Todd was jacking off and the sounds I was hearing, were the sounds that I had become familiar with. The sounds of breathless excitement. Of mounting arousal.
I mustered all of my strength and with another deep whiff of my stinky finger I slowly nudged the door open.
What met my eyes beyond the bathroom door made my knees quake, my heart quicken, my dick throb and a gasp of shock and excitement pass from my wide open mouth.
"This is how I keep my whopper nice and stink for you, Marky!" Todd hissed, looking at me, his eyes glassy with lust.
My eyes fell upon the naked man hunched over the toilet. His hands grasped the toilet lid and his legs straddled either side of the bowl. His back slanted at an angle as the muscular mounds of his ass was thrust up and back. His head rested against the wall with his face turned towards me. His eyes were mere slits, almost closed and his mouth gaped open with an expression of pain and pleasure.
"Fuck me, Todder!" he hissed, gritting his teeth. "Fuck that nasty man pussy!"
"You like having my big whopper up your fucking dirty hole don't you?" Todd groaned, as his cock disappeared up the guy's ass. "Making my cock all funky and stink for my kid brother, huh? Talk to me, bitch!" Todd roared, curling his fingers in the guy's hair and yanking his head back, all the while pumping his cock in and out of the man's asshole.
"Yeah! You know how much I love it when you fuck my stink, pig cunt, Todd! Give it to me, man! Slam that big cock up my sloppy shithole! Fuck me stink, Todd! Fuck me nasty!"
"Fuck!" Todd hollered. "I got some good, nasty stink on my cock for you, Marky. Real ripe, little brother! Fuck! Even I can smell the pig's raunchy cunt!"
Unsure of myself. Hesitant. Yet drawn to the scene unfolding before me, I took one cautious step forward.
The odor permeating the bathroom was a familiar one. The smell associated with a fresh dump. That foul combination of farts and turds that air freshner was powerless to initially overcome. It was the kind of stink that, even when I sat on the toilet and farted out my reeking buttslop, made my nostrils quiver and gave me an instant boner.
"What the fuck you waiting for?" the guy being fucked, snapped. "Get over here and smell your brother's stink cock while he fucks me!"
As I inched my way towards the two men, Todd pulled his hips back. With a slurping sound, his cock pulled out of the fucked hole. Todd turned slightly revealing his dick coated in a thick, slimey brown sludge.
"Shitty cock!" Todd hissed. "Fucking stink for you, Marky!"
Reaching down quickly, Todd made several passes with his hand up and down his filthy dick before raising his hand up to his face. I watched with lustful amazement as Todd first sniffed his hand before swirling the raunchy paste over his face.
"Fuck, Todder!" I gasped.
The creamy whiteness of my brother's face, his rosey, full lips were now streaked and tinged with a pasty, brown goo.
"Kiss me, bro!" Todd groaned. "Kiss my stink lips! Smell my stink face and cock or smell this!"
Leaning forward, Todd curled his dirty fingers around the man's dick and coated the cock with the stinking slop from the man's asshole.
"Fuck yeah!" the man moaned. "Stink up my dick, Todder! Feels so fucking good, man! Warm and stink! Rub that shit all over my dick! All over my balls. Make me smell like fucking, dirty asshole! Fuck!"
My dick was spitting ropes of gooey pre-cum onto the floor as I made my way towards the two men. My nostrils sucked up the pungent stench as I approached them, drawing nearer and nearer to the stink like metal to magnet.
Coming up behind my brother, I placed my hands on his hips. Tossing his head back onto my shoulder, he thrust his hips forward sinking his cock once more into the gaping shithole before him.
"Fuck! Fuck!" the man screamed, as Todd's thick, eleven inch whopper of stink, shitty cock once more found its target and began another assault.
"Kiss me, Marky!" Todd whispered, his breath reeking of asshole. "Kiss me stink and nasty!"
As I passed my face over my brother's, inhaling the raw stench of dirty asshole, as my throbbing, dripping cock made contact with the warm flesh of his asscrack and probed his steamy, sweaty trench, I perceived the rustling sound of the shower curtain parting and in a flash, the hot breath and caressing mouth, a wet tongue flicking over my asscheeks.
I groaned at the subtle, featherlike touch upon my butt. The way the mouth gently opened and teeth scraped against my flesh and the wet tongue swirled sending a rash of goose bumps rippling over my skin.
"Kiss me!" Todd whispered, as strong hands gripped my asscheeks and spread them apart and a wet tongue lapped its way down my smooth ass trench and finding my stink lips, swirled and swirled over my rosey pucker.
"Marky!" The deep voice uttered, sending vibrations, soft and gentle over my asshole.
I sighed as I recognized the voice and shuddered as my aching cock was being sucked by Todd's shithole and a wet tongue swirled over mine.
Feeling Todd's hand grasp the nape of the back of my neck and drawing my head forward, my lips grazed his. The stink slime coating Todd's lips brushed against mine.
"Mike!" I moaned, grinding my butt onto his face as my lips mashed against Todd's in a deep, nasty kiss. Our tongues swirled and a tart, funky taste filled my mouth. At the same time, Todd's asslips encircled my cock and sucked my shaft into the warm, dank cavern of his shithole.
I groaned with delight finding myself sandwiched between my two, older brothers. Mike's tongue working my asshole over. Todd's asshole working its magic over my cock.
"Ah fuck!" the other voice moaned. No stranger to my ears.
"Oh yeah!" Todd moaned, into my mouth, as he thrust his hips forward. "Take my shitty whopper up your ass! Take it! Dad!"
"Fuck! Fuck yeah!" Dad groaned, bucking his ass. "My boys! My hunky, nasty, stink boys!"
"Like father. Like sons!" Mike hissed, wrapping his lips around my now flaring anal ring and sucking hard as my bowels rumbled and expelled its farting contents into his mouth and over his face.
"Fucking stink!" Dad hissed, as his cock sprayed the tank of the toilet with a stream of his piss.
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