Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2001 15:39:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marc <Rim4you@webtv.net>
Subject: Gotta Have It (Part 2) (ws, scat, mansmells, incest)

Disclaimer:

The following story deals with fetishes and practices that some readers
may find offensive.  Therefore, if you are under the age of eighteen or
find watersports, mansmells and scat objectionable, STOP HERE!

Author's Note:

It was not my intention to continue this story.  However, the scenario I
created left the door wide open for more adventures with our lusty trio.

While I use the incest element in the story, it is understood that the
characters involved are not being subjected to it by force or against
their will.

Gotta Have It (Part 2)
A Father's Perspective
By Rim4you

Prologue

Yeah, I'm a gay man and the proud father of two good kids:  Kevin, my
oldest son, is seventeen and damn, if he isn't a chip off the old man if
I may say so myself.

Jeffery.  Now he's a handfull!  And soon I was to learn, a mouthfull.
At sixteen he's rambuncious and bouncing with energy and bears a
striking resemblance to his mother, my late wife.  From his wavy, brown
hair whisped with streaks of gold, to his dark blue eyes and a smile
that would charm a snake, my Jeffery is a terrefic kid.

How the three of us came into the 'family way' I'll leave to boys being
curious and a Dad, that's me, who was just as curious as they were.  But
out of that curiousity came the knowledge of our inner selves and with
it, a close bond.

It was by accident, not anything planned or deliberate, that I happened
upon Kevin and Jeffery going at it that summer day in the bathroom.
From the looks of what was going on, it was clear to me that they were
no longer boys but young men giving into their needs and urges.

Chapter 1

It was four o'clock in the afternoon on a steamy, humid, summer day when
I pulled up into the driveway.  It had been a long day at the
construction site.  All I could think about was a cold beer and a
shower.

I tossed my hardhat onto the kitchen table and proceded to the
refrigerator for a cold brew.

"Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!"  I heard a voice.  A loud voice booming.  Kevin's
voice.

"Jesus!"  I sighed, popping the beer can open.  "Don't tell me those
boys are squabbling again."

I sat down at the kitchen table and took a few gulps of beer.  The
shouts from upstairs seemed to become more frenzied and sounded
different from that of a fight between two brothers.  All I could hear
was Kevin hollering obscenities and not one peep out of Jeffery.  Now
that was unusual.  Jeffery could out-shout his older brother anyday.

"Kev!  Jeff!"  I bellowed, after a long, satisfying belch and a ripe,
juicy fart.

No answer.  Just Kevin's voice spewing cuss words.

"Damn!"  I sighed, slapping my thigh, "if I gotta get up ..."

I muttered as I heaved myself up and headed for the stairs to the second
floor.  I was in no mood to deal with two teenage boys griping over
something mundane.

"For crying out loud, Kev!  What's buggin' your ass?"  I mumbled,
mounting the stairs.  "Jeff!"

At the top of the stairs I looked down the hallway and spotted Kevin.
He was standing in the doorway to the bathroom, his arms raised above
his head with his hands forcefully gripping the doorframe.  His back was
arched back, as was his head, with his long, dark brown hair swaying
freely.

Kevin had obviously been out jogging as he had his running shorts on.
But something was different.  Totally different.
"Smell my stink, jock-cock, man!"  Kevin hissed.

As my eyes trailed over Kevin's body, I became aware that it was very
muscular, toned and defined.

Kevin's pelvis seemed to be thrust forward.  His black, nylon shorts
were pulled down partially, revealing the creamy white, ample mounds of
his ass cheeks, so in contrast to my son's dark, golden tan.

"Suck!  Suck, pig!"  Kevin groaned, gyrating his hips forward.  "Suck my
cock, man!  Suck my fuckin' stink cock!"

I leaned against the wall dumbfounded.  Shocked, yet aroused.

"Fuck!  Oh yeah!  Smell my stink cock!  Smell my dirty dick, man!  Rub
that shit on my dick, pig!"  Kevin moaned.

"Jesus!"  I whispered, pulling off my grundgy t-shirt.  Tossing it aside
I fixed my gaze upon Kevin's ass.  I could see those twin globes of
hefty, muscular flesh, flex and clench as a hand appeared and a finger
disappeared into Kevin's asstrench.

"Fuckin' bitch!"  Kevin hollered, his face wincing.  His ass clenching
as obviously the probing finger had found its intended target and sunk
deep.  "Fuck!"

I ran my hand through the forest of hair on my chest and found my erect
nipple, and squeezed.

"Fuck!"  I sighed, softly.  Sensations of pain and pleasure as I pinched
my nipple seemed to correspond with the agony and ecstacy of my eldest
son whose facial expressions, eyes glazed and mouth gaping, seemed to
match the pricks of pain and pleasure I inflicted upon myself and the
stirring I felt rising between my legs.

"Suck!  Suck!"  I heard Kevin say in a commanding voice and also the
gurgling, slurping, wet, sloppy sound of his accomplice.  Sucking.
Sucking happily on my son's dick.

I slid my hand down over my sweaty chest and stomach, tugging at the
sweat laiden hairs.  Down into the crotch of my 501's, popping the
buttons as I did so.  Down into the damp fabric of my briefs and wrapped
my fingers around the thick, sweaty shaft that had sired Kevin!  ... And
Jeffery.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!"  I sighed, as I touched my cock and felt the tingles of
arousal course through my dick.  Slipping a finger under the hood of my
uncut cock, I could feel the slick juices of pre-cum, sweat, cum, piss
and headcheese all intermingled.  "Oh yeah!"

"Find something up my ass you want, bitch?"  Kevin hollered.

"Fuck yeah, Kev!"  I moaned, "fuck yeah," as I withdrew my finger from
my loose foreskin and slid my hand over my warm, damp balls and inserted
my finger into the moist, hairy cleft of my sweaty, grundgy asstrench.

"Dig for shit, man!  Fuckin' dig for my stink, little bro!"  Kevin
moaned, bucking his ass onto the probing digit.  "Scoop for some turd,
pig!  Fuckin' jock-shit, dude!"

"Jeffery!"  I sighed, ramming my finger up my steamy, rank hole.  "Fuck!
Jeff!"

"Find something up there you want, fucker?"  Kevin snapped.  "My
buttslop, Jeffery?  My stinkin' shit?  My turd?  Dig it out, fucker!  I
wanna see my stink mixed with yours on my cock!  Do it, pig!"

"Oh yeah!"  I sighed, as I churned my finger deep within my ass and felt
my own sludge.  My dirt.  My slop.  My filth.  My stink up my ass.  I
squirmed at my eldest son's commands.

"Show me your finger, pig!"  Kevin hollered.

With my free hand I tugged at my 501's and yanked them down.  My uncut
dick bobbed freely.  Pre-cum oozed and dripped from my pisshole onto the
floor.

"This is for you, Kev!"  I groaned.  Like the finger emerging from
Kevin's asshole, thickly coated in a brown sludge, so too did I withdraw
my finger from my warm, dank, shitfilled chute.  I held the slime coated
finger before my face and stared at it intently, awaiting my son's
demands.

All the while my cock jerked and throbbed wildly.  A continuous stream
of sticky, slimey pre-cum dripped from my pisshole.

"Smell it, fucker!  Smell my filth!  Smell my shit!  Smell my jock hole!
My man cunt!  Do it!"

The hand I now knew to be Jeffery's disappeared and was accompanied by
the sounds of deep, raspy breaths.  Jeffery was sniffing the stink from
his brother's ass.

"Smell my stink, motherfucker!  Smell it!"

I lowered my face towards my shit coated finger and took a deep whiff.

"Fuck!"  I gasped, as I heard the same word uttered by my youngest son,
Jeffery.
"Mmmmmm!"  I heard him moan, followed by the sounds of wet slurping.

"Fuck yeah, pig!  Eat my jock-shit!  Eat my fuckin' stink, man!"

Trancelike, I brought my shitty finger to my nose and took a cautious
sniff.

"Kev!"  I moaned, as the first traces of buttstink, my own asshole and
its stench, wafted up my nostrils.  My cock jerked its approval and my
breaths became deeper and deeper as more and more the the acrid, foul
aroma filled my head.  My mounting lust was driven by the verbalizations
of my son!

"That's it, fucker!  Smell my stink!  Fuckin' smells good, huh?  Smell
my sloppy jock-hole, man!  Fuckin' taste it!  Get my stink in your
fuckin' pig mouth!  I know you want it, dude.  I know you gotta have
it!"

I was overcome with feelings and emotions so strong.  Emotions and
sensations that evoked only one word:  nasty.  My eldest son's filthy
commands became a mantra that rung in my ears.

"Smell.  Smell.  Eat.  Eat.  Jock-hole.  Jock-hole."

Crazed with lust, as I imagined Jeffery to be, I rubbed my shitty digit
over and into my flaring nostrils.  I reveled in the stench of asshole.
My dirty, grundgy asshole.  I rubbed the filth of my hole over the hairs
of my moustache and my pouting lips before plunging my dirty, stinky
finger into my open, gaping mouth.  Clampin my lips down hard upon my
filthy finger, I began to suck furiously of my stink.  The slime from my
shitchute filled my mouth.  Tangy.  Bitter.  Foul.  But driven by
Kevin's lustfilled, perverted commands and desires, my own stink, my
filth plummeted me deeper and deeper into the depths of unbridled lust
and the ultimate, filthy, depravity.

Through my son, Kevin, and his haunting voice, so deep and rich in
masculinity, I was plunged into the deepest recesses of my own filthiest
desires.  I found myself in the sewerpit of my deepest, darkest desires.

The stink of my man pussy filled my nostrils and swirled through my
head.  The taste of my own asshole filled my mouth.  I had reached the
brink of no reason.  Just reaction to the throbbing need of my hard,
dripping, pulsating cock.

Drunk with lust and yearning for the milky white mounds of Kevin's full,
muscular ass, I leaned over and quickly untied the shoelaces of my work
boots, yanking my sweaty, socked feet from them.

A strong, pungent aroma of ripe toe-jam wafted up my nose.

"Shit!"  I whispered, as I bent over and grabbed my boot.  Lifting it up
I drew back the tongue and buried my face into the reeking boot,
sniffing wildly and licking the damp, inner sole.  I took delight in
this added aroma and taste.

Tossing the boot aside, I tugged at my 50l's to free myself completely.
Naked, except for the sweaty white socks on my feet; my rockhard cock
bobbing with every step I took; my low hanging nut sack swaying; I
approached the curved, white mounds of Kevin's ass.

"Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!"  Kevin screamed.  "You fuckin' bitches!"

"Oh yeah!  Fuck!"  I grunted, as with one thrust of my hips, my cock
sunk into the hairy forrest of Kevin's trench, found his puckered hole
and buried itself deep.

"Dad!"  Kevin grunted, thrusting his ass back and gyrating his hips onto
my fuckpole.  He turned his head to the side and our eyes met.  Locked.

"Fuck me!"  Kevin moaned.  "Fuck my stink, jock-hole!  I wanna feel your
big, uncut, cheezy cock fuckin' the shit outta your jock-boy's shitty
cunt, Dad!  Fuck me, Daddy!  Fuck your boy!"

"Yeah, boy!"  I hissed, in Kevin's ear.  "Ya like Dad's big cock up your
filthy, sloppy fuckhole, huh?

"Rape my man pussy, fucker!  Fuck my dirty hole!"

"Want me to fuck that shitty jock-hole, boy?  Want Daddy to fill that
stink cunt of yours with cockcheese?"

"Fuck me dirty, man, while Jeffery sucks my stink, pissing cock!"

"Tough talk, huh Kev?" I hissed, slamming my rockhard cock up his ass.
"Makin' your little brother suck the piss outta your dirty dick!  How's
it feel havin' a man rape your teenage, shitty jock-hole?  Huh, Kev?
Can ya take it, pig?  Big, fat cock up your dirty ass?  Talk to me, boy!
Talk to me!"

"Fuck me, you shit hungry pig!  Ram that cheezy, horse cock up your
boy's ass!  Feel my shit up there, man?  That's what you fuckin' want,
Dad.  A dirty, nasty fuck! The kind of fuck you've only fantasized about
while you jack off!  Fuck me hard, Dad!  Fuck me stink!"

"You fuckin' whore!"  I hollered, slamming my cock up Kevin's ass.
"Jock slut!"

"You got that right, fucker!  My stinky, jock-hole has been fucked
before, Dad!  Fuck yeah!  I love it when the studs on the hockey team
line up and take turns plowin' my hairy hole!"

"You pig!"  I shouted.

"Aaarrrggghhh!"  Kevin grunted.  "Yeah!  I'm a fuckin' pig-bitch, Dad!
Fuck my sloppy jock-pussy the way Coach fucks me.  Dirty and raunchy.
Fuck me dirty, Dad!  Make me fart out my buttslop, man!"

I raised my hand and as I thrust my cock deeply up my son's funky
cavern, shit oozing out of his hole, a loud slap resounded as my hand
made contact upon his asscheek.

"Ah yeah, fucker!  Beat my jock ass!"

In a frenzy I slapped my son's ass.  Over and over the stinging blows
came.

"More!  More!"  Kevin hollered, "I gotta have more!  Beat my ass, man!
Fuck me!"

As I pounded my eldest son's filthy ass, I could feel on the underside
of my cock, a thrilling sensation.  A tingling which sent shudders up
and down my spine.

"Oh fuck yeah!"  I hollered, as I pistoned my cock in and out of Kevin's
ass.  "Make Daddy feel good and nasty!"

The added sensation I was feeling was Jeffery's finger up his brother's
ass making contact with the sensitive underside of my dick.  It felt
wonderful.

"You like that, Dad?"  Kevin groaned, thrusting his ass back.
"Jeffery's got his finger up my jock-hole too, diggin' for stink!"

"Go for it, Jeff!"  I yelled.  "Play with my cock up your brother's ass!
The pig's got a hungry hole!  Make Daddy's dick feel good!"

"You fuckin' bitches!"  Kevin screamed, jerking his body upward,
clasping the doorframe with all of his strength.

As Kevin clenched his asscheeks and panted heavily, I could feel a warm,
pasty goo ooze out of his asshole and mash against my pubic hair,
followed by a rising stench.

"Shittin' on Dad, huh, Kev?"

"Fuck!  Fuck!"  Kevin hollered.  "Jeffery!  Motherfucker!"

"Oh yeah, Jeff!  That's it, son!  Fuckin' feels real good."

"Jeffery!  Jeffery!"  Kevin almost whimpered, sending a geyser of piss
down his brother's throat. "Drink, fucker!
Drink my piss!"

I could hear Jeffery's gurggling as he gulped and swllowed Kevin's
golden stream.  At the same time I could feel Kevin's asshole expanding,
his pucker flaring open, shit farting, expelling from his ass and
fingers curling around my dick.

"Fuck!  Fuck!  You bitches!"  Kevin screamed, planting his legs wider
apart and grinding his ass more forcefully upon my cock and Jeffery's
hand, slowly inching its way up Kevin's shitchute, all the while
encircling my shaft and inching its way towards my cockhead.

"Oh fuck yeah!"  I groaned, as I pumped my cock into the grip of
Jeffery's hand up Kevin's shitty, oozing asshole.  "Jack my cock, Jeff!
Fuckin' dirty wank!"

"Aaarrrggghhh!"  Kevin grunted.  "Fuck!  Fuck!  Rape my shitty
jock-hole, guys!  Fuck!"

Kevin's gaping asshole sucked my cock and Jeffery's hand.  Disgusting,
slurping sounds resounded as Kevin's hole contracted, sucked and farted
his anal juices and warm shit, which spread out in a thick, brown paste
in his asstrench, clinging to every hair and sending a powerful, robust
stink, swirling up my nostrils.

"Kev!"  Jeffery cried out.  An element of fear in his voice.

"Don't stop, fucker!  Drink my piss!  Suck my pissing cock, man!  Fist
my shitty ass, Jeffery!  Jack off Dad's cock up my ass!  Fuck!  Fuck!
Feels so ... aaahhh ... fuck! ... so fuckin' ... fuckin' good!  Yeah!
Yeah!  Yeah!"

Kevin howled and beat his fists.  His body quaked and shook.

"Godamn!  Shit!  Fuck!  Fuck!"  Kevin screamed.  "Gonna cum, Jeffery!
Fuckin' gonna pop my load, little brother!  Take it, man!  Fuckin' make
Dad cum up my ass, Jeffery!  Gotta have it, dude!  Cum!  Shit up my ass!
Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!"

I could feel Kevin's body tense and I knew he was shooting his spunk
down his brother's throat.  At the same time I could feel Jeffery's grip
around my cock tighten.  I could feel my balls tighten and in a flash I
grabbed Kevin's waist and with one deep thrust I could feel the fuck
cream erupting out of my pisshole.  My cock throbbed and spat its juice
to Kevin's clenching asscheeks and Jeffery's squeezing hand around my
dick.

"Ah fuck!  Shit!"  I hollered, slamming my dick home up Kevin's ass and
pulling his sweaty body close to mine.  Panting. Heaving.  Sighing.
Bodies quaking.  Breaths raspy.

"Oh my god!"  Kevin hollered, running his fingers through his long hair,
as my cock eased out of his asshole with a juicy slurp, followed by a
jerk of Kevin's body as Jeffery sunk his fist deeper into his brother's
rank, fucked hole.

I crashed to my knees with a loud thud and rested my head on Kevin's
quivering ass.  Jeffery's hand disappeared deeper and deeper up Kevin's
hole.  Past the wrist.  Past the forearm.  I was mesmerized at what my
youngest son was doing to his brother.  Kevin squirmed and moaned.

"I gotta have it.  I gotta have it, Jeffery!  Give it to me, man!  Love
you, bro!  Fuck!"

As I rested my head against Kevin's ass and watched as Jeffery fisted
his brother, I sniffed each ripe, wet fart that came from Kevin's ass.
I watched as Kevin's gaping, hairy man cunt, stretched by Jeffery's
hand, oozed the contents of his ass which I welcomed as it splattered
upon my chest, swirling my son's filth over my body.  The stink of
Kevin's asshole was intoxicating as I sniffed and worked his filth into
my crotch.

As I stroked my shitty cock, I could see between Kevin's muscular legs,
my youngest son's legs spread wide and his thick, dripping cock,
pulsating with the need for ejaculation.

I crouched down and gave Jeffery's cock a few strokes with my shitty
hand.  Jeffery moaned at the touch of my hand.

"Suck me stink cock, Dad!"  Jeffery whispered.

"Make my brother cum, Dad!"  Kevin said, softly.

I leaned forward and grazed my nose along the thick shaft of Jeffery's
dick.  The stink of Kevin's shit was on his dick.

"I gotta have it!"  I whispered, as I wrapped my lips around the head of
Jeffery's dirty, stink cock.  "I gotta have it!"

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