Date: Fri, 5 Oct 2018 22:01:01 +0200 From: Simon Miller Subject: Williams Family Pigs - part 2 Disclaimer: All characters in this particular story are fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. The story is pure fiction and involves a lot of sexual acts some might find disgusting, disturbing and just plain wrong - from incest and beastiality to extreme fetishes involving bodily fluids. Please, if any of these things offend or disturb you, please don't read it. This work of fiction is restricted to readers over the age 18 (in some countries and states over 21). So, if you are a minor, please leave this website. Nifty is a great platform for sharing and reading great erotic fiction. To keep it alive, I highly suggest donating to Nifty for further enjoyment and erotic pleasure a reader might experience. Thank you. Williams family pigs - PART TWO TAGS: incest, dad-son, piss, scat ~~~ Don Adams is a man of faith. A man, who devoted his life to God ever since he was a little boy, who sought out a profession in the church of St. Martin - a church he so deeply loved. His life was a rollercoaster at times. As a man of colour he knew what that colour brought with him. A lot of love and affection from the black community, but also pain and rejection. That was something his ex-wife used to say a lot of times, especially before their inevitable divorce. She didn't want their child. She didn't want to be a mother, she told him that hundred of times and her words of resentment still ring in Don's ears to this day. So, that left Don to raise his little boy all by himself. His little Tyler. As years went by, the man bonded with his son as much as he could. As much as his own father didn't with Don himself. He wanted to become the best dad in his child's eyes and when he got a "Best Dad Ever" mug for Christmas some time ago, Don knew that he is on the right track. Still serving as a priest, he didn't force religion on to Tyler. Instead, he invited his son to the ceremonies, to let his see for himself in God is in any way also a part of him. Gaining a new friend in the neighbourhood, his next door neighbour Hank Williams, he quickly realised that Tyler also gained a new friend, Hank's son Parker. The boys would always get into trouble together, although they would never tell who's stupid idea it was in the first place. But at nights, Don's mind began to race. A race of forbidden thoughts and perverse ideas. A disturbing stream of thoughts he only allowed himself at night and repent for his actions in the morning. He didn't want to admit it, but he loved to go to bed without taking a shower. Smelling his body musk in his bedsheets greatly aroused him. He didn't shave or trim his body hair. He embraced the black bushes that grew on his toned body. He didn't have a beard. No, he wanted a moustache ever since he found out he could grow facial hair for himself. The thought about sexual acts with men when he pumped his long black cock. Dirty, sweaty men, who want nothing more but to defy God, get their dicks In time, he wanted more. No, he craved more. Beating his meat in the confessional cabinet, smelling the sweat for the man in the next stall, without being caught was the beginning. At home he stole his son's sweaty underwear, sucking on crusty sweat, piss and farts for the first time. His mind raced once more imagining his sweaty son right before him. He finally discovered the aroma. The sweet flavour of piss and shit. He licked the rim on the toilet bowl after his son was taking a dump just a minute earlier. At night, he would go all out, jerking his long nigger cock and stretching his hairy hole. Shitting before he showered to taste his filth fully. Tyler seemed even hotter to him as he aged. Don could see the Williams backyard from his bedroom window. Hank's favourite place at his house, if Don remembers correctly. And Don could agree to that. Seeing Tyler and Parker play in the big pool with nothing on but their bathing shorts made his cock instantly hard. It didn't help much seeing Hank himself in his speedos, just chilling by the pool after a long and hard work day. Don was a man a faith. A man, who has devoted his life to God ever since he was a little boy. Now he grown man, who realised that God make him in his special kind of image. A perverted, wicked, fucking nasty image. Don soon realised it that he wasn't the only one made in this image. Oh, hell no. As soon as he glimpsed his son with his peripheral vision, when Don crossed the hallway, all was clear to him. The bathroom was wide open. Tyler, his 16 year old sat on the crapper completely naked. Tyler inherited his big long cock from his old man, stroking it firmly. His eyes met with fathers. "Ty, what are-?" "I think the toilet doesn't flush, dad." Tyler said with temptation in his voice. The vague smell of crap was in the air. "Son, that's-" Don got interrupted again. "I can't take it anymore dad!" Tyler pumped his cock. "I want you dad!" Don just stood there. Feeling his blood rushing to his head and penis at the same time. Lightheaded and horny, he said nothing. "Parker and I have fucked around for a while now, daddy. Thinking about his dad....and you. So we said we are gonna try it one way or another." "Try what, son?" Don finally spoke. "Ask mister Williams, dad. I'm sure he's just tearing Parker's hole by now....and I want that, too, daddy." "Oh...I know. I've seen them yesterday in their backyard. But, Tyler, I-" "I know a pig when I see one, dad! And I've seen you last night, daddy. Jerking off to the Williams in their garden." "Tyler..." "Please, daddy! I know you want this so bad like I do! Please!" Should Don just step away and ignore the temptation? Should he pray for forgiveness? With some hesitation and a loud sigh, Don stepped inside the bathroom and closed the door. "...there. Don't waste the great smell." Don smiled at his son. There was nothing to forgive here, he thought again. Tyler got a wicked grin on his face. "I've been having a lot of thoughts for a long time, Tyler." Don continued. "Bad thoughts." "What bad thoughts, dad?" "...filthy faggot thoughts, tiger." Tyler's eyes widened. He never heard his father speak like that. "Really, dad?" "Disgusting man fucking, that makes me beat my nigger cock and stretch my tight man cunt." Don grabbed his tight package in his pants and took a breath. "Your fucking shit smells make me so hard, tiger." "Dad...I wanted you so bad, for so long..." Tyler spread his legs wider, revealing his dark chocolate coloured and most of all shit covered hole. "Oh baby...the things I want to do to you..." Don breathed and bit his lower lip. "I fucking want you dad! I need you so badly, daddy." "Oh, Tyler." Don smiled. "Take your fucking clothes off, priest man!" Tyler smiled slyly. "Yeah, you want me naked, boy?" Don teased. "Uh-uh! I want to see your hot body, dad!" "Well..." Don stripped from his sweater. "if you insist." Tyler teased his father with his crappy hole. "Play with your hole for me, tiger." " Like this, daddy?" Tyler stuck a finger in. "Oh, just like that, Ty." Don's pants fell down. "You're so hairy dad." "You're right, tiger." He took a whiff of his own pit. "And I smell like a pig." "Show me your butt, daddy!" "My butt?" Don turned around. "You mean this, Ty?" He smacked his round buttocksq "Fuck yes, dad! I wanna see that hot piece of ass." Don slowly slipped his briefs down. "Wanna see my man cunt, boy? My hairy asshole?" "Show me, daddy!" Don spread his hairy cheeks, exposing his black hole. "Uuuugh, you like that tiger? Your faggot daddy's hairy man hole?" "Holy shit, yeah, dad!" "Of course you do. Cause you're a nasty faggot pervert, just like me, Ty." Don turned around. "A dirt loving, impure faggot! And you made my fat nigger cock so hard boy." He stepped forward and knelt down to his son's hole. "Uuuugh, your hole is looking pretty good right about now, Tyler." "I bet it does, daddy." "Yeah, real nice." Don took a breath. "Fucking nice, shitty hole" Don stopped for a second. "And I know I shouldn't do it son, but..."Don leaned forward and WHAM - smacked his son's ass cheeks. "...I fucking want it!" He dove in with a grin on his face. "OOOH! FUCK YES DAD!" Tyler moaned, feeling his father's tongue up his arse. "EAT MY FAGGOT SHITTER, DADDY!" Don wasn't gentle. His tongue scooped and felt, licked and rimmed. His fingers reached inside his son's chocolate colored hole. "Fuck, you have a tight shit chute, tiger! Just like your whore daddy." Don looked up, still fingering his boy. "How about you give your faggot dad some love, Ty? I wanna share your boy shit so bad, boy." In no time, the men were kneeling on the floor of the bathroom, kissing passionately. "Oh, fuck, dad!" Tyler whimpered between breaths. His hands fondled his father's cock and low hanging balls. "Mmmmm, my sweet boy. Yeah, play with your dad's cock, boy. Fucking pull on it, tiger! Yeah! Fucking spit that boy crap on me, boy!" "Dad! I...." "What is it, tiger?" Tyler turned to the toiled bowl and then back to his father. Don just smiled and stood up. "You had an idea, son?" "Yeah, dad..."Tyler just smiled. "A fucking dirty one, huh?" Don stepped next to the toilet and knelt down again. Reaching down, he grabbed the crap in the toilet. "You mean this?" Don teased. "This hot load of crap you just dumped?" "M-hm." Don licked the top of the nugget. "It's still got your piss taste on it, too." Then WHAM - he smacked the shit onto his chest, smearing the filth all over him. "Fuck, Tyler. Look at your crap all over me, boy." "That's so fucking hot, dad!" "Then come and get it!" Tyler and Don were mere animals at this point. Tyler licked all over his father's chest, spitting the brown saliva into his father's mouth. "Let me suck that boy cock, Ty!" Don begged the teen who stuffed his father's mouth with his cock and then proceeded to suck his father's shit covered cock as well. Don was ironically in heaven. The filthy act of scat and incest fuelled him, the wet shit on his body made his hornier than ever. "YEAH, SUCK IT BABY! SUCK YOUR FATHER'S FAGGOT COCK!" "ASS LONG AS YOU SUCK MINE, FAG DAD!" "FUCK YEAH, CALL ME A FAGGOT, BOY!" "SMACK MY ASS, FUCKING FILTHY FAGGOT DADDY!" *smack* "OH SHIT, YES! MORE!" *smack smack* "You like that, whore boy?" "I FUCKING LOVE IT, DAD! CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO BREED MY HOLE, BIG GUY!" "Yeah? You want to sit on my long nigger cock, tiger?" "Uh-uh! I want you to fuck the shit outta me!" "Then sit on my cock, boy!" Tyler quickly turned around and slowly sat on his father's tool. "OHHHH, BABY! FUCKING RIDE IT! RIDE YOUR DADDY'S FAT COCK!" "OH DADDY! IT'S SO FUCKING BIG!" Don started to thrust. Harder and harder, the boy felt the pressure of his dad's penis inside him, the constant wet slapping oh his father's balls. "OOOH, YOU LOVE FUCKING YOUR SON, HUH FAGGOT DADDY?" "OH, JESUS, YES! FUCKING DIRTY NIGGER INCEST YEAH!" Don slammed his son's tight pucker, but he couldn't last long. With an eye roll and a low growl, he emptied his balls inside his son. "OH FUCK DADDY, YESSSSSS! BREED MY BITCH ASS!" Don still thrusted, he was still hard, now filling his son with what felt like a gallon of piss. "oh, fucking wet boy cunt! You better shit that down my mouth, fag boy!" "Yeah? You want my full ass on your lips again, daddy?" "Uh-uh! Fucking shit that load down my throat boy!" Tyler carefully stepped up and squatted above his father's face. A loud wet fart let the flood loose. Don worshipped the filth with his tongue, tasting the rancid ass juices, craving the filth inside him. He looked up, watching his boy masturbating furiously. "Yeah, shoot that boy cum down my throat, too, tiger! Make me eat it!" With that, Tyler stuffed his father's mouth with his cock, ejaculating instantly. After the heat of the moment passed, the men looked at each other. They have just shared their most intimate, most disgusting moment in their lives. "Tyler..." Don finally spoke with a serious tone in his voice. "Yes, dad?" "I think you can sleep in my bedroom from now on, alright?" Tyler smiled at his father. "That sounds great, dad." Wow, it's been a while, huh? I have to apologise to my readers for my absence since July and my irregular e-mail answers - I had a couple of life changes recently. One after another in fact and it was extremely hard to take the time to write a chapter or two. But all of these changes are sorted out and I'M finally back to writing this filthy piece of porn. So, thank you again for reading my story! Hope you enjoyed it - I have a lot of ideas where to continue the story next, but if you, the reader, have any suggestions, just write me an e-mail to simonmiller088@gmail.com. Any criticism is greatly appreciated.