Date: Sun, 12 Nov 2000 06:44:23 -0500 (EST)
From: Marc <Rim4you@webtv.net>
Subject: The Journey (Part 2)

Disclaimer:

The following story deals with incest, watersports and scat.  If this is
offensive to you or if you are under the age of eighteen, STOP HERE!

The Journey (Part 2)
By Rim4you

Chapter 5

June 26, 1966

I never knew such pleasure before other Tommy and I mutually
masturbating one another.  Now my pleasure was being elevated to a
higher level and my journey into my sexual awareness becoming more
acute.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!"  I groaned, as Dad's warm lips wrapped around my hard
cock and his tongue swirled along the underside of my dick.

I took each of my nipples and squeezed.  I closed my eyes and melted in
this pain and pleasure.  Why was I being so aroused by these seemingly
opposite sensations?  Combined together it was exhilirating!

I lifted my head off of the pillow to watch Dad sucking on my dick.  Up
and down his head bobbed on my shaft.  His wet mouth was so warm.  It
felt so good.  His moans sent a signal to me that he was obviously
enjoying what he was doing to me.  But what we were engaging in, wasn't
this wrong?

As I turned this question over in my mind and continued watching my Dad
I came to the conclusion that if it felt this good it couldn't possibly
be all that bad.

"Dad?"  I whispered.

"Yes, Phil!"

For an instant, he released his mouth from my cock and looked at me.
His gaze was tender but there was this certain gleam in his eyes as he
saw me working on my nipples.

"Will you yank on my balls while you're sucking on my dick?"

"Uh-huh!"  Dad moaned, as he drew my cock deep into his mouth.  He
reached between my legs and took my balls into his hand.  Circling his
fingers around the loose skin, he began to gently tug.

"Harder!"  I cried.  "Pull on my balls, Dad!"

He pulled harder, as it were, streatching the skin.

"Keep yanking on 'em, Dad!  Don't stop!  It feels so fucking good!"

Again and again Dad yanked at my balls.  I met each tug with a twist to
my nipples.  Added to that the wonderful feeling of Dad's mouth on my
cock.  I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer.
There was so much more I wanted us to do!

"Ah man!  Shit!  I'm fucking gonna ..."

"Cum, son!  Cum in my mouth!"

"Fuck!  Fuck!"  I hollered, as my spunk began flying out of my pisshole
into Dad's mouth.  He clamped down on my cock moaning as I ejaculated
hard.

I had never felt so pleasured in all my life! This ejaculation was the
best ever.  I was on cloud nine, still sighing and Dad's mouth was still
working its magic on my cock.  I could feel my cock begin its descent
but Dad's sucking kept it at a semi erect state.  Even after cumming I
still felt an immense pleasure.  I didn't want to take my dick out of
Dad's mouth!  I didn't want anything to come to an end.

I leaned up on my elbows and continued to watch Dad take delight in
sucking my cock.  I watched as he stroked his long, thick rod.  It was
so big!  I wanted it.  I wanted to do to him what he was doing to
me.  But there was another more pressing need right now.

"Dad?"

"Uh-huh!"

"I gotta pee!"

"Mmmmmm!"  he moaned, not taking his mouth off of my dick.

"I really gotta go, Dad!  Real bad!"

Dad mumbled something.  It sounded jarbled as he wouldn't stop sucking
on my cock.

"What did you say, Dad?"

"Piss!"

"Yeah!  I really need to take a piss!"

"Do it, son!"

"Huh?"

"Piss!"

"Here?"

"Uh-huhI"

"In my bed?"

Dad shook his head but continued to nurse on m cock.

"Then where?"

"In my mouth, Philip!  Piss in my mouth!"

"Fuck!"  I gasped.

The notion swept through my brain.  What Dad wanted me to do couldn't be
any worse that what he was doing to me and I was enjoying it.  The idea
in itself was turning me on.  But could I do it?

"Are you sure?"

"Piss!"

I relaxed.  I didn't need to concentrate as I had to piss so bad.  The
first trickle escaped my pisshole.  Dad paused and just held my cock in
his mouth.  The warm liquid began to flow.  I felt relief at emptying my
bladder yet at the same time highly aroused.  I watched in amazement as
Dad gulped and swallowed my piss!  The bed wasn't even getting wet!

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!"  Dad moaned, as he drunk my liquid nectar.

"You like that, don't you?"

"Mmmmmm!"

I was getting a sexual charge out of what I was doing.  I wondered what
it would be like to pinch my nipples while pissing in Dad's mouth.  But
in the position I was in I would probably jerk my cock out of his mouth
and piss would go flying everywhere.  Maybe next time!

"My piss tastes good, dosen't it?  You like drinking my piss, don't you?
Drink it, Dad!  Drink my nasty piss!"

"Uh-huh!"  Dad moaned, gulping and swallowing, his hand stroking his
cock.

My piss stream was beginning to cease.  Another thought crept into my
mind.  I was discovering so many things today, I thought, I might as
well go for the gusto!

"Keep some of my piss in your mouth," I whispered, sexily.

When I finished pissing, Dad pulled his mouth off of my dick, his mouth
closed.  He rose to his knees.  He looked so hot.  This gorgeous man
with a beefy body stroking his cock in front of me, holding my piss in
his mouth.

I motioned with my finger for him to come closer.  He placed his
muscular legs on either side of me and scooted himself up to my crotch.
His cock on my chest.

"Kiss me piss man! Let me taste my piss!"

Dad lowered his head towards mine.  As he brushed his lips against mine,
I opened my mouth and he let trickle into mine, my piss.  It had a
strange, tangy flavor, but wasn't by any means unpleasant.  In my state
of arousal, it tasted good.

When I had captured it all in my mouth, Dad gave me a deep kiss.
Together we moaned as our tongues swirled in the pool of warm piss in my
mouth.  We took delight in this intimate sharing.  I wrapped my arms
around his neck and pulled his mouth tighter around mine.  Our breaths
were rapid and I could feel his cock throbbing on my chest.

As we broke our kiss, I swallowed, then smiled.

"Are you okay, son?"

"I feel just great!"

Dad chuckled, and ran his fingers through my hair.  I looked down at his
cock.  It was dripping pre-cum.  Dad leaned up and I took his cock in
both of my hands.  The expression on his face was one of pure joy.  I
began to stroke his dick, slowly.

"That feels real good, Phil!  Real good!"

I tilted my head forward and kissed the swollen mushroom head of my
Dad's cock.  I traced my lips all over that beautiful cockhead which
seeped pre-cum that wet my lips.  I groaned with pleasure as I flicked
my tongue out over my lips and tasted that fluid oozing from Dad's
pisshole.

"Do you like that?"  Dad whispered.

"Yes!"

I licked the entire head of his cock then probed my tongue into his piss
slit.  Over and over I repeated this then slowly I wrapped my lips
around Dad's dick and began to suck.  I could only take a little past
the head of Dad's cock.  It was so big.  Perhaps in time I would be able
to take more.

"Oh Philip!  That feels so fucking great!  You just don't know how good
that feels."

"But I do know, Dad,"  I said, pausing for a momment, then running my
tongue up and down the long, thick veiny shaft.

"I guess you do!  And together ..."

Dad's voice trailed.  I detected a slight hesitation.

"Together we'll please one another, Dad!"

"Ah Philip!"

Again I took his cock into my mouth.  I rubbed my tongue on the
sensitive underside of his dick.  He moaned even louder.

"Play with my balls too!  I love having my big hairy balls played with!"

Dad lifted himself up higher so I could access his low hangers.  I
grasped them, rolled them around in my hand.  I gave them a gentle
squeeze and a tug.

"Fuck yeah!  You can pull on my balls, son!  Slap 'em around too!"

I swatted his balls and watched them sway like a pendulum gone crazy!
Each swat became harder and harder.

"Yes!  Oh fuck yes!  Whack my bull balls!"

I gave his nuts a solid whack.  Dad whinced but only moaned.  His balls
flew to and fro.  I was enjoying giving him pain with pleasure.

I yanked.  I tugged.  I spanked my Dad's balls and sucked on his dick.
It was pure pleasure.

"I'll fucking do anything you want, Phil!"  Dad groaned.

"There is something that I want you to do."

"What's that, son?"

"Can you piss!"

"I think so.  Yeah!"

"Come with me."

We got off of the bed.  Hand in hand I led him down the hall to the
bathroom.  I climbed into the tub and put the stopper in the drain.
Then I lay down in the tub and began stroking my dick.

"What ya want me to do, Philip?"  Dad said, grinning, pulling on his
dick.

"Piss on me, Dad!  Piss all over me!"

Dad stood outside of the tub.  He aimed his dick at my masturbating hand
and began to piss.  His warm piss splashed all over my hand.

"All over me, Dad!"

Dad began to wave his pissing dick from side to side.  The warm liquid
bathed my legs down to my toes, then up to my chest and onto my face.  I
opened my mouth and he poured a stream into it.  His piss was strong and
tart.  I swallowed what I could letting it spill from my mouth and run
down my neck.

"Giving you a fucking piss bath, boy!"

"Yes!  Piss on me!  Bathe me in your piss, Dad!"

Over and over Dad sprayed his yellow nectar on my body.  A pool of piss
collected at the far end of the tub.  As the last squirts were being
emptied I wrapped my lips around his dick and sucked.

"Hand me a washcloth, Dad, and get in the tub with me."

"What do you have in mind, Phil?"

"You'll see!"

Dad reached for a clean washcloth then stepped into the tub and knelt
facing me.

"Now soak the washcloth with your piss, Dad!"

He reached behind him and soaked the cloth in the pool of piss then
brought it to me.  I took the sopping washcloth and began scrubbing my
father's body with it.
I washed his face, neck, arms, chest and legs.  Each time, Dad would
soak up more piss with the washcloth so I could perform this ritual.
When I was satisfied that the front of him was "clean," he turned around
and I did the same thing to the back of him, paying particular attention
of his hairy ass!  I ran the washcloth repeatedly up and down his hairy
trench.

"That feels real nice, son!"  Dad whispered.

"What does, Dad?"

"The way you're washing out my ass with my piss!"

"You like it when I touch your ass?"

"Just as much as when you touch my dick!"

Dad reached back with his hands and spread his asscheeks wide apart.  He
leaned his head against the tiled walls.

"Make sure you clean my asshole out good, son!"

I looked at Dad's rosey pucker.  I had never seen an asshole before.  I
knew what came out of it.  My cock stirred.  I swirled the cloth around
his puckered hole.

"Fuck!  That feels so good, Philip!"

I dropped the washcloth, on purpose, and began rubbing my fingers over
his asshole.  I traced the outer ring gently.  As I did so, Dad reached
for the cloth.

"Fuck yeah!  Play with my shithole, son!"  Dad groaned, as he squeezed
the washcloth over his open mouth and piss trickled into it.

"Will you play with my asshole too, Dad, sometime?"

"Anytime you want, son!  What you're doing to me right now ... oh God!
You are turning me the fuck on!"

I rubbed my finger closer to the opening.  Without hesitation I wiggled
my finger in.

"Fuck!"  Dad hissed.  "I love it!  Feels so fucking good!"

"You like having me digging up your ass, don't you, Dad?"

"Yes!  Yes I do!"

I could feel something in Dad's ass.  I knew it was shit.  That's what's
supposed to be up there I rationalized!  Suddenly I was filled with the
most perverted thoughts.  Thoughts that I should keep to myself.  At
least for now.

Slowly, I withdrew my finger.  I could see traces of shit on it.  I
wasn't repulsed.  In fact I got even more excited.  My cock responded
too by jerking wildly.  I sunk my finger back in.

"Yeah!  That's it, son!  Finger fuck my ass!"

I pistoned my finger in and out of Dad's ass until I had worked three
fingers in.  At the same time, Dad and I were jacking on our cocks
furiously.

"Fuck me!  Fuck my ass, Philip!  Don't stop fucking me!  Make me cum
this way!"

Again and again I plunged my fingers as deep as I could up Dad's ass.
In and out, over and over, our hands flying up and down our shafts.

"You're gonna make me cum, Philip!"  Dad shouted.  "I'm gonna fucking
shoot my load!"

"Shoot that load, Dad!"  I hollered back.

"Here it comes, buddy!  Fucking shooting my wad for you, son!"

As Dad's body tensed in that moment of release, I rammed my fingers in
deep.  He clamped his ass muscles down on my fingers.

"Fuck!"  Dad screamed, as his cum went flying.  His body contorted in
the throes of orgasm.

"Gonna cum too, Dad!"  I yelled, feverishly pulling on my dick.

"Cum on my ass, Philip!  Cream my butt!"

I lurched forward and sprayed my cum on his hairy ass.  My white spunk
rolled down the crack of his ass.  I collapsed onto Dad's back and
wrapped my arms around him.  The two of us sighing and heaving.  We
stayed that way for several minutes.

"Think we ought to clean up."  Dad said.

"Dad?"

"Yes, son?"

"But we just had our bath!"

Dad laughed.

"I want us to just stay like this all day long."

"Smelling like piss?"

"Yeah!  Can we?"

"If that's what you want, son.  Yeah!  It sounds exciting.
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