Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2018 10:44:08 +0000
From: Jay Morris <sniffyoudeep@hotmail.com>
Subject: Benidorm Scally Raunch 12

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This story contains extreme raunch.

I awoke with a blinding hangover and reality hit me. I'd come to Benidorm
to somehow get past my broken down relationship and in the process had
fallen down a rabbit hole of extreme raunch and degradation. Under my nails
were remnants of my disgusting antics. Dried shit, stains of piss all over
me and the stench of vomit was hanging in the air. I looked in the mirror
and even with my nine inches of daddy meat dangling between my muscular
thighs, my burgeoning six pack and my handsome wolfen features I realised I
was being an old fool and this had to stop. I jumped in the shower to wash
away the filth and give myself a good talking to. Time to get real, return
home to reality.

Padding naked across to the balcony, dripping dry from the shower, I
stepped out into the morning sun and looked down at the pool. Families
enjoying their day, hen parties already on the sauce, all good clean fun,
with no idea of the extreme depravity that had been taking place in this
very hotel. I shook off thoughts of Danny's arse, his incestuous dad and
uncle, his bottomless pit bottom of a big brother and their band of randy
horny chav boys... well not quite. Just thinking of them gave my dad dick a
twitch. But I focused on the innocence below - laughing children, drunken
grandads, overprotective mothers... I decided I would cleanse my pallet by
ensconcing myself in their normality before checking out and catching the
first flight home!

I threw on some clean shorts and a t shirt and padded on down, taking the
stairs so as not to get in the elevator and remind myself of the extreme
raunch fest I'd indulged in with the boys, bypassing the dining room to
forget all about the wankfest with Danny beneath the breakfast table,
ignoring reception so as not to bump into the manager who'd watch me fist
his teenage son on his desk... no, I was putting it all behind me. I found
a sun lounger in the shade and bedded down, embarking on a Stephen King but
making it through all of two pages before I dozed off. Clearly the
sleepless nights and constant fucking had taken it out of me.

It felt like I'd had my eyes closed for two minutes when someone shook me
awake. My eyes shot open with a start to find a smirking Danny peering down
at me, obscured a little by the sun.

"Danny," I grunted. "What time is it?"

"Twelve, mate," he laughed. "You've been scaring the kids, look..."

I peered down to see a giant boner in my shorts and sat up in horror,
covering it as parents judged me from afar.

"Don't worry, I know the feeling," Danny said. "I haven't been able to get
rid of mine all morning either. I blame Marvin and Jambo."

"Who?"

"Two of the lads on the stag do. Marvin's the mixed race guy with the
Mohican, Jambo's the chunky little blonde. Simon's mates?"

"Oh I remember," I laughed. "I perved off their cocks in the toilets at
that hideous club you dragged me to."

"That's right yeah," Danny said. "Ever since I knew how to wank I've perved
over those two. They used to have sleepovers with Simon and they'd all
crowd into our room. You know what their favourite game was?"

I shook my head, shifting to get comfy as Danny looked around to make sure
he wasn't being watched or listened to.

"Fart contests," Danny said. "They used to get on all fours on my bed, make
me sit on the floor cos I was the youngest. And the two of them, and my big
bro, would put their arses in the air and let rip for hours!"

He looked down at my dick with a smirk, then slowly slid his hand up my
shorts. Feeling his fingers on my bell end, my whole body quivered as he
slowly started to jack me.

"Can you imagine? Me? Couldn't have been more than twelve. Sat there with
their arses spread open... Simon's fat arse was hairy already but they were
both smooth. Marvin's was the colour of coffee, his arsehole was like a
coffee bean. Jambo, he's blonde and his hole was totally fucking
smooth. But his was the dirtiest. Always had this tint of yellow round his
pink ring... It stunk!" Danny laughed, watching my eyes roll back in my
head.

"They'd make me watch while they forced out rank farts. I remember one day
Jambo forced so hard a wet fart blew out of that hole and it was like mushy
peas had fell out of him. All down his balls and his thigh. They laughed so
much at him but I was hard as a rock. I wanked off over that for years. One
time Simon caught me... with Jambo's undies. Oh mate you shoulda seen them,
big fucking yellow stain down the back, fuck knows what he'd been
eating... I tried my best to find out though. When Simon caught me I'd
licked most of it off the cotton... but he didn't say anything. You know
why?"

I could hardly speak I was so close to orgasm, picturing the depraved
scenes vividly as Danny's eyes didn't leave mine.

"Because I knew his secret. I'd woke up one night and saw him..."

"Being DP'd by your dad and your uncle..."

"That's right," Danny said. "So they told you then... I woke up next day
and there was shit and spew everywhere. Simon told me he'd had a stomach
bug, didn't realise I'd watched the whole thing... But anyway..."

I was literally on the edge of cumming when he stopped.

"Don't stop!"

"Save it," he said. "Jambo and Marvin are out for the count, in room
233. I'm going there now."

"What for?"

"I wanna play a game," he said. "It's called 'don't wake them up'. Wanna
help?"

I'll give you three guesses as to what I said. Danny stood and left me, and
I had to sit for a good five minutes willing my prick to stand down. Once I
was at a decent droop I stood, trying not to lock eyes with any of the
horrified families who'd seen my sleeping boner, and scurried off after
him. This time I took the elevator. There was still a faint whiff of gip in
the air, those boys had had very rank stomachs when I'd helped them empty
them out in here. Hitting the fourth floor I went straight to Room 233 but
then realised I couldn't knock or I'd wake the lads up. I stood there
awkwardly for about a minute before the door opened and Danny stood there
in just his white calvins.

"Shhh..."

I kept quiet as I entered the room. Jesus the smell was intoxicating! The
smell of two unwashed 19 year olds filled the air. That whiff of ass,
balls, piss and cum. Armpit. Shit. You name it. Thrown into one heady
cocktail and doused around the room by their dirty socks, shorts,
undies... the bathroom door had been left open and from what I could gather
that poor toilet had been punished all night.

Marvin was in his bed asleep on his back in a pair of white piss stained
boxers, an arm thrown over his eyes to shield them from the sun, his pits
emanating hot BO and his six pack moving up and down with each breath. His
long legs were spread, socked cheesy feet hanging off either side of the
bed. His dick was boned to fuck in those boxers, slicked up against his
right hip obviously awash in stale piss and horny drug dreams probably of
barely legal blond cunt bouncing up and down on his big straight wood.

Across in the next twin bed Jambo was face down in a pool of slobber, his
chunky white ass proudly displayed as he slept naked. Danny winked at me
then got on his knees beside Jambo, his fleshy mounds inviting us both for
a good deep sniff. I joined Danny and we both leaned in from either side,
our noses almost touching as we hovered over that beautiful crack, tainted
with sweat and stinking to high heaven of cheesy ass gunk. I groaned at the
stench and Danny fixed with me a stern gaze to keep quiet. I almost
laughed. Danny then reached over and slowly parted the cheeks. Festering
inside his smooth crack were the remains of beer-diarrhea. Still wet in a
moist rank pool of yellow, it gave an obscene stink that would appaul
most. But Danny smiled, reached in with his finger and scooped some
up. Quietly he held his finger out to me and I first sniffed it, my stomach
lurching a little at the tang, before giving his finger a sensual long lick
taking every bit of Jambo juice I could get. Danny pulled Jambo's cheeks
even wider and dove in, his tongue sliding deep into the trench of shit and
finding Jambo's smooth beautiful hole. I followed suit, slurping the nasty
puddle as Jambo snored unbothered. Our eyes met and there was a strange
romance as we took advantage of the sleeping lads. Our secret pact to taste
as much of them as we could without waking them.

Danny slid his finger into the hole and Jambo moaned, turning his head but
not waking as he settled back into deep drunken slumber. Danny went deeper,
his eyes rolling as he felt the inside of a boy he'd wanted for years. It
was like his holy grail. I leaned in and licked around his finger as it
probed in and out repeatedly, each excavation bringing more treasure of
shit and anus slime. Then bingo! Jambo's hole let rip, a wet stinking beer
fart that pushed a healthy amount of foul water out with it. We were like
animals diving in and lapping at it together, Danny now wanking his own
cock, lost in pleasure as he savoured Jambo's juices. I stopped myself,
turning to Marvin and an idea occurred. Standing up I rushed to the
bathroom and found what I needed.

A jug.

After filling it with warm water I returned to the bedroom where by now
Danny was on the bed with sleeping Jambo finger fucking him with three
fingers, sucking them clean every minute. I knelt at Marvin's bedside where
his hand dangled free, and placed the hand in the warm water. I'd heard
this worked but never tried it. Patiently I squatted next to his cock as it
throbbed in his white boxers. Nothing happened. I reached up and caressed
it, making sure not to wake Marvin who was still snoring, mouth gaping. I
rubbed my hand on his abdomen over his bladder and started to caress it as
best I could. It took about five minutes of this, listening to Danny grunt
and groan behind me as he pulled more and more filth out of sleeping Jambo,
and then finally!

A yellow spot began to appear in Marvin's boxers at the tip of his massive
brown snake. He was starting to piss, still asleep. I swiftly lifted the
leg of his boxers to reveal his leaking knob, with a healthy amount of
dried cum cheese around the rim, and popped that fucker in my mouth to
drink down what I could. His knob grew in my mouth as I gulped down his
piss, acrid and strong from a night on the town. I heard Danny laugh in
appreciation when he saw what I was doing. I swallowed every drop out of
Marvin and then went to town sucking on that delicious ten inches, at one
point burying it so far down my throat my nose was under his balls. I
started to tug that black cock desperate to drink his cream and he groaned
in his sleep...

"Yes dad..." he said still sleeping.

I stopped, looking around at Danny in shock. Danny by now had a face
smeared in Jambo's shit, he looked like he was camouflaged in yellow and
brown!

"Keep going," He whispered.

I did. I slowly tugged on Marvin's throbber, licking the tip as bubbles of
pre cum oozed out, and Marvin, fast asleep but clearly dreaming, moaned
like he was in a porn movie.

"That's it dad," Marvin gasped. "I won't tell mum...."

I was amazed, wanking him harder and harder.

"Make me sticky daddy," Marvin moaned. "Make me mess the bed again..."

"You heard him, daddy," Danny whispered.

He climbed off Jambo's bed and came my way. Gently he tugged Marvin's
boxers down and off him. Marvin's legs spread and his balls whafted an
incredible cheesy smell at us both. Danny placed a pillow gently over
Marvin's face so he couldn't see us.

"OK son," I said. "You mess the bed and I'll make you sticky..."

We spread his legs wide and lifted them back so his brown his hole was
splayed before us. Smooth and stinking of shit it filled the air and our
nostrils, sweaty and glistening in the afternoon sun. I tugged his dick
whilst Danny leaned down and licked the hole.

"Come on son," I whispered. "Empty out for daddy..."

"Oh daddy!" Marvin moaned. "I've got the runs!"

And suddenly his arse expelled foul brown rivers of sludge, spurting out on
Danny's face and tongue. As his arse emptied his balls tightened and
torrents of thick ropey jizz shot from his massive black cheese monster. I
laughed in shock and caught as much as I could in my mouth as Danny scooped
up the shit. It was so loose it was running between his fingers. He held as
much of it as he could as he went over to Jambo, still face down.

I watched in amazement as Danny started to slide Marvin's shit into Jambo's
gaping hole.

"Shit transplant," Danny laughed. "When he wakes up he'll have Marvin's
diarrhea inside him!"

It was too much. I stood, taking my cock out and started to stroke it over
Jambo's sleeping face as he was filled with his mate's sludge. Danny took
his own eight inches out and together we knocked out giant fucking loads
over sleeping Jambo's face. I grabbed Danny and snogged him hard before he
laughed.

"So," he said. "Wanna go and wake dad up?"

To be continued...