Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2000 20:36:26 -0400 (EDT) From: Marc Subject: Family Friction (Part 5) Disclaimer: The following story deals with incest, watersports, scat and other fetishes. If you are under the age of eighteen, or find this kind of sexual activity offensive, STOP HERE! Family Friction (Part 5) By Rim4you 1 "So how'd it go?" Brandon asked, winking at me as I mounted the stairs heading for my room, anxious to get out of my soppiing wet clothes. Following the afternoon's sexual escapades with Brad, the two of us took a dip in the lake to cool our jets, so to speak, and to wash off our clothes. It was about 4 p.m. by the time we made it back to the farmhouse. I nodded my head, indicating that I wanted him to follow me. As we climbed the stairs, Brandon behind me, he ran his hand over my bubble butt. I paused to relish his touch and allow him a better feel of my ass. Brandon slipped his finger into the wet trench of my ass and probbed my pucker. His finger slid up my chute with ease. "You're as loose as a goose right now!" Brandon chuckled. "If I didn't know any better, Alex, I'd say somebody or something plowed your lower field!" "You mean fucked, don't ya?" I said, proudly, tossing my head back and grinding my ass back on Brandon's finger. "Why you nasty little fucker!" "You bet!" I smirked, sarcastically. "A real dirty shit fuck too!" Brandon slid his finger out of my asshole and sniffed it. "How's it smell?" "Like how a well fucked asshole should smell. Shitty!" "Good!" I whispered. "But remember, Brandon, I'm the one who lost our little race downstairs this morning. I'm the one who should be sniffin' your asshole!" "Yeah! You should. It's all hot, sweaty and stinky!" "Just the way I like it too!" Brandon gave me a playful slap on the ass and the two of us headed for my room. Once inside my room, Brandon headed for the bed. He crouched down on all fours and spread his legs wide, his ass jutting high up in the air. "Come and get it, Alex!" I knelt at the foot of the bed behind him, looking up at the luscious mounds of his muscular ass encased in a pair of gym shorts. The material running down the length of his ass crack was wet with sweat and stood out in contrast with the material that was dry. I pressed my face into this wetness and inhaled deeply. Immediately, my head was filled with a rich, manly aroma. A blend of sweat and the funk of asshole. Brandon bucked his ass back pushing my face deeper within his sweaty cleft. I could feel the heat and animalistic, humid vapors of his asshole rising into my sniffing nostrils. My knees quaked and trembled as the most private scent of my uncle sent shock waves of lust throughout my young body. "Smell me, fucker!" Brandon hissed. "I know the smell of a man turns you the fuck on, Alex!" I grasped the waistband of his gym shorts with my hands and tugged them down. Brandon's hairy ass smiled seductively at me. Coaxed me. Drew me. "Oh yeah, fucker! Now you're gonna get some good manstink now! Nice and juicy, raw and skanky! Smell it! Smell my ass!" Without hesitation, I buried my face into Brandon's hairy ass trench. I rubbed my face up and down his sweaty, smelly ass crack, marking myself with his scent. I planted my nose right against his manhole and became intoxicated, drunk with arousal and lust, from the fumes that issued forth from his bowels. "You like that, huh, you little fuck? Like smellin' your uncle's nasty turd hole?" "Yes! Yes!" I sighed. Brandon's asslips flared open and a silent rush of foul wind swirled up my nostrils. "Blowin' ya a kiss, baby! You like?" "Yes! Yes, Brandon!" I moaned, in gutteral lust. "You're a real ass whore, aren't you, Alex?" "Yes!" I groaned, breathing his fart-kiss. "I'm an ass pig!" Brandon's fart released some of his ass juices which coated his hole in a slick substance. "Lick my kiss, baby! Taste it!" My tongue snaked out of my mouth and darted, flicked over Brandon's asslips and drew within my oral cavity the flavor of his bittersweet asshole. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" I sighed, swirling my tongue over and into his rosey pucker. "Yeah!" Brandon groaned. "Eat my mother fuckin' ass, Alex! Tongue fuck my nasty, stinky manhole!" At Brandon's command, I plunged my tongue as deeply as I could up his shitter, groaning and moaning as my taste buds savored and delighted in his masculine funk. My hand cupped his massive balls, squeezing them gently. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Brandon sighed. Then my hand moved forward, slowly, up the length of the bull cock, which jerked and thrashed to be released from the confines of Brandon's gym shorts. "Fuck, babe! You're pushin' all the right buttons! Gettin' me all tanked up! Fuck! Fuck!" Brandon beat his fists into the mattress, bucking his ass wildly onto my snaking tongue. "God-damn!" Brandon shouted, "Fuck me! I wanna feel your mother fuckin' boy cock up my shithole, Alex!" I slurped all the more hungrily at his asshole upon hearing his words. "Yeah?" I shouted back. "Want my cock up your shitty asshole, Brandon?" "Yes! Please!" Brandon practically begged. "I need cock! I want cock up my ass! Fuck me! Fuck me, Alex!" I stood up, yanking my wet shorts down around my ankles. My throbbing seven inches of thick, teen-age cock snapped to attention. The piss slit of my dick oozed pre-cum which I used to lube my aching cock. Aiming my cock at my uncle's twitching pucker, I lunged forward, sinking every inch of my dick into his sloppy, sucking manhole in one swift thrust. "Fuckin' bitch!" Brandon snarled, as he turned his head back over his shoulder to look deeply into my eyes, bucking his ass back to meet my invading thrust. "You bitch! You fuckin' bitch!" I grabbed Brandon's hips and drove my cock as forcefully as I could into him. "This is what you wanted, whore!" I yelled back. Slapping his ass and grinding my crotch into his hungry hole. "Hurt's so fuckin' good!" "Bah-dah-dah-dah ... dah-dah ...dah-dah!" I chanted, as I slammed my cock in and out of Brandon's ass, as his reference to it "hurt's so good," sent echoes of John Cougar Mellancamp's song through my head. "Come on, baby, make it hurt so good!" Brandon sang back, meeting my every thrust with a buck of his ass. "Sometimes love don't feel like it should ... you know it ..." I sang.. "Hurt's so good!" Brandon chanted back, sucking my cock into his pucker. We rocked. We grooved to the song I initiated that set the pace to our fucking. Over and over the lyrics to that song passed between us as we fucked. And fucked. And fucked. We were in a frenzy. Caught up in a beat and rhythm that was bringing us closer and closer to that ultimate point of exhaltation. "Ah fuck!" I screamed. "Brandon! ... I'm gonna ... gonna! ..." "Cum up my ass, Alex! Shoot that load up my shitty ass!" "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I yelled, at the top of my lungs, as my body shook, my balls churned and sent my hot spooge flying out of my piss slit into the murky channel of Brandon's turd chute. "Yes! Give it to me, mother fuckin' bitch!" Brandon hollered, "sperm my ass!" Brandon thrust his ass back forcefully to receive my ejaculation. Impaling himself upon my boy cock, squirming, grunting, grinding; Brandon's bull cock exploded, spewing fountains of thick, creamy cum into his gym shorts. "Alex! Alex! Babe!" he groaned, as his body collapsed onto the bed. I collapsed with him, on top of him, sinking deeper within him. "Ah, fuck!" Brandon moaned, "what are you doin' to me, buddy?" "Bah-dah-dah-dah ... dah-dah ... dah-dah!" "Come on baby! ..." 2 "What the fuck was that?" Jake said, as he leaned over to put the casserole in the oven for dinner. "Brandon and Alex!" Brad chuckled, running his hands over the mounds of Jake's ass. "Huh?" Jake replied. "Hurt's ssssssoooooo good!" Brad responded. ****************************** I welcome your feedback. Write to me at Rim4you@webtv.net