Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2000 20:42:57 PDT From: Roderick Shafton Subject: CAMPING DADS (Incest, rimming, scat, w/s) CAMPING DADS--Part 1 "Boy, it's nice to be away, hunh?" Phil gushed. "Yeah, it sure is," Dave agreed, turning slightly on his side. It was a warm night--especially in the tent--so they layed on top of the sleeping bags in their jockeys. "I'm exhausted from the hike, but it's nice and peaceful up here. Kind of invigorating...I'm not even sleepy." "Me either. You wanna talk?" "Sure, why not. Guess there's lots we haven't learned about each other in these last couple of months." Phil was silent for a moment, getting a serious look on his face. "Dave...?" he hesitated. "Uh, you ever sucked a prick, or taken one up the ass?" Dave nearly jumped up! He did sit up straight. "PHIL!! Jeez, man, I guess there are a few things we don't know! Uh... listen..." "No, no, relax. I didn't mean you and me!" He blushed, then laughed. "Shit, no. I was just wondering, you know, what kind of experiences you had...if any...with other guys. It's sort of important. Be honest, okay. I'll get to my point in a minute." "Well, g-gee," He was unnerved--as most guys would be. "Have you?" "Dave...please." "Alright. Just...kid stuff, you know." "Like?" "The usual curiosity, I guess. A couple buddies and I used to beat each other off once in a while. That's about it. I mean, hell, we were only about 14, ferchrissake!" "Oh, don't go getting defensive. I did that stuff too around 12. I remember one of the guys licked my pecker for a moment," he laughed. "He was pissed as hell that I wouldn't do it back to him! That was no later than 13 or 14 though. But about you. Nothing else? Nothing when you were older? Late teens maybe?" "How, ah, how come you're interested, anyway?" Dave sounded ...and was...rather dubious. Phil chuckled nervously. "You have, ah, any idea whether Tom's done any of that stuff?" "Tommy?! No idea. He's a normal kid, so I suppose...who knows? Is there something about my boy you should tell me?" "No, Dave, nothing at all. It's...it's Billy." "You're kidding! Is Billy a...uh, gay?" "I don't know. You almost said queer, didn't you?" he frowned. "I do know this. And please keep it to yourself. He's ...he's an accomplished cocksucker and he loves having stiff pricks shoved up his asshole! There, I've said it. I just don't know if it's still kid stuff or not." "God, Phil, how do you know?" "I've seen him doing it. Gosh, Dave, the boys are 18... almost 19!" Dave gulped, afraid to ask. "W-with Tom?" "No. As far as I know. They are best friends, but..." "Start at the beginning. How did you happen to see him doing it?" THIS IS THE STORY HE RELATED: You know my brother drove out the last truck with a bunch of our belongings. Stuff that could wait a week. He and I and Alice all had to be to work. I told Billy he could take out some of the smaller boxes, but to wait until we got home before tackling the bigger ones. There was something I found I needed, so at lunch time I got a lift home because I'd put the car in for servicing. Anyway, I was way in the back of the truck rummaging around the boxes when I heard Billy climb onto the back. I was about to say something when all of a sudden there was this other voice...a rough voice, like a punk kid, speaking to Billy. I didn't like the first thing that came out of his mouth, so I hid back and listened...ready to pounce on the guy if necessary. "Hey, I know you! You're the kid I saw sucking cock in the park!" "N-NO! It musta been somebody else!" Billy cried, backing away as the guy hopped up and hooked his fingers in his Levi's and stood there smiling at him. "It's you, alright. I saw you in the bushes taking on two dumb jocks in my gym class. Man, you were wild! I would've joined you, but I had a cocksucker on the blowers already. By the time the little fruit got done with me, you guys had split." "I've seen you at school. Your name's Spike or Spit or..." "Slick, chump! And I live across the fuckin' street." "Oh, yeah, Slick. Are...are you gay?" The punk got a real strange look on his face. As if he was too stunned to be outraged. "Are you kidding? No, man. Fags do ME! I don't do any of that queer shit. They're always sniffin' after my ass." "W-why? I mean, if you don't do anything in return." "Get real! Oh, that's right. You're not in my gym class, so you wouldn't know. Well, the reason's as plain as the bulge in my pants. I got a big cock, hefty balls, and I've been told my ass tastes superb!" I noticed Bill's eyes immediately drop to the punk's crotch. "Ain't it great? Now neither one of us has to go to the park. Living across the street makes you real handy. Til I get tired of you, anyway." "W-what do you mean?" Billy complained at his brazen insinuation. "Simple. Your ass is mine any fuckin' time I want it. Your lips and tongue, too! Anybody home?" "Uh, yeah. M-my parents...and three of my uncles!" "Hmmm. Just what I figured. Nobody." "You're outta your stupid mind!" Billy cried. "I'm not doing anything to you...you creep! I'll...I'll go to your father if you try anything!" "Oh, that's rich! That's really a hoot! Listen, dicklick, let me make this straight...so to speak. I presume your daddy doesn't know you like to gulp down peckerjuice, right? Maybe I oughta tell him. Second, my daddy's been blowing me ever since I first got a boner. He likes my prick as much as the next fag, so he'll just laugh and probably drag you into the house and pull your pants down! Hmmm. Maybe you should go see him. You two can suck each other while I plug your little butt! You wanna blow my dad?" "YOU'RE SICK!" Billy blurted. "Sick of wastin' time. Here, take a look at this." He unsnapped his fly and fished out a monstrous prick for a kid. Hell, it was bigger than most men! He just let it hang out of his pants, letting Billy get a good look. I expected Billy to bolt and run, but he just stood there. I could see he wanted to say something, but he was speechless. Until he said, "WOW!" Then my heart sank. Slick leaned back against the side of the truck, lewdly flopping his big meat back and forth. "Better get on it quick if you want to feel it grow in your mouth, Billy. I keep slapping it around like this and it's gonna get angry-looking real fast! Can't beat the deal, kid. You get this as long as you treat it right, and I don't tell on ya. Come on, just feel it. See how you like it." "No. I won't...I can't." "Who you trying to fool? You're a cocksucker and you know I like getting cocksucked. What's the problem, sugar?" "Shit. It's...getting hard!" Billy was instantly on his knees before the boy, grabbing hold of his pecker with both hands! The bone rose up into an instant erection in my son's hands. Billy had an amazed gleam in his eyes as he manipulated the fantastic organ. "Sorry, Dave, but it was 'fantastic', there's just no other way to describe it! I...I almost envied Billy in a way. I couldn't help wondering what a thing like that felt like. I... I guess that's natural, isn't it? By the time Billy put his m-mouth on the huge knob, it had to have grown to more than 10 inches--10 thick inches!" "What did Billy do?" I asked. "He started to blow him, Dave. Fuckin' blow him! My own kid!" "What did you do?" "I...damn this is hard to say...I squatted back there--with a big hardon in my pants--and watched! Crazy things were going through my mind. I started wondering why I refused to lick my buddy's dick that time. I thought about rushing out there and slapping Billy's face and sending him into the house then... getting down and licking the punk's cock myself! I'm telling you, it was strange. I began to picture the boy's father sucking him off, and finding that I couldn't blame him! My weird fantasies stopped when Slick finally began to talk." "LICK MY KNOB ALL AROUND...TEASE IT! USE YOUR TONGUE AND TEASE THE HELL OUT OF IT...I LIKE IT THAT WAY. ALL UP AND DOWN THE SHAFT, TOO." Billy licked all over it like an obedient slutboy! I pictured him in the bushes at the park on his knees blowing all comers. I even imagined myself in disguise, walking up to him and shoving my cock between his whorish lips! Then Billy looked right up at him and asked him if he'd pull his pants down. "Can I lick your balls?" "Good idea. I'll blast a load of scum in your mouth at this rate. Let's make it last. Pull my pants all the way off. Let's move back to those boxes just in case. I'll let you lick my asshole." "I...I've never done that!" Billy gasped, getting up. "Good, you're in for a treat. You oughta see my old man lick me. Fucker really digs suckin' out my old shithole! Oughta shove a big turd down the bastard's throat some time. Really show him who's boss!" "You're foul!" "Yeah, yeah. Pull my pants off." He pulled his legs from the pants and lifted his heels onto the box he was sitting on. This left his whole crotch open and lewdly exposed his asshole. Billy was staring at it, leary, with a crinkle in his nose. "Start with my nuts." Billy hesitantly put his face down there and started to lick the guy's big balls. He licked all over them, then suddenly pulled away. "I...I can't. I can't do it like this. You...you smell down there! Maybe if you closed your legs." That only made the guy laugh. "Don't like the smell of my pooper?" "N-no...and it's hairy, too. I'm not gonna lick it!" "You'll do it, cum breath. Don't knock it til you try it. My old man likes me being hairy down there...says it holds the smell real good!" "Sure as hell does!" Billy complained. "Why don't you put your legs down and just let me blow you? I...I won't mind that so much." "Mind it? Ha! You're gonna fuckin' love it. Don't worry, sugar, I'll let ya drink my jizz alright. I'm gonna keep your hungry cocksuckin' throat full of cream from now on! But I dig watchin' a guy licking out my stinky hole...and you're gonna do it. You sure don't want me to send your dad a little note tellin' him how you suck off half the guys in the shower, but were too sensitive to rim, do you?" He chuckled. "If...if you'd just clean it, then..." "Listen, suckboy, that's what I got you for. Now get your mouth down there and kiss it! Gimme a big, loud smooch." Sighing resignedly, Billy gritted his teeth and moved in. Slick grinned wickedly, enjoying my son's discomfort. I could have put a stop to it...but I didn't. And I'm ashamed at that. I guess I was also a bit angry at finding out about Billy, and was unconsciously enjoying his torment in a revengeful way. "Please don't make me do this," Billy pleaded, breathing into the anal region. Slick started to put his hand behind Billy's head to pull him tight, but thought better of it. Almost as if he figured that if Billy did it on his own...he'd enjoy it! Little bastard's asshole smell must have some intoxi- cating qualities or something, because when Slick didn't answer him, he put his mouth to the dirty hole and kissed it! "Do it again...louder!" He ripped off his shirt, leaving him naked. "Aw, come on. I did it once! This isn't queer...it's dirty!" "So? You're a dirty queer! This time, after you kiss it, put your tongue on it and tickle me." Billy obeyed, reluctantly. He was cornered, and knew it. He let out a loud smooching sound, then I saw his tongue come out of his mouth and flutter around the guy's anus. All the time he was groaning with disgust! I felt a little sorry for him as I played with myself. "Yeah, tease it open!" Slick was watching intently and getting a real charge out of it by the way his hard prick started to leak! "Now, lick in the pit!" "Sliiii-ick?" Billy whined. "Right kid...SLICK. Slick it up. Wet it down and get it loose so you can tongue-fuck me." Billy's groans got worse as he pushed further between the anal lips. He tongued it, tickled it, and poked it. Then, I guess, he just wanted to get the filthy business over with, because suddenly he pulled back and used his hands to spread the aperture wide open. Then he thrust his face into the crack and started to tongue the guy out! He'd drive into the smelly hole, then use his tongue to wash all up and down the whole asscrack and valley between the buttocks. He sloshed his tongue around the hairs surrounding the asshole and cleaned them before diving back into the crevice--wrenching the anus apart even more. Slick moaned, throwing his head back. "Awww, that's it! Knew you'd like it. Fags love lickin' my shithole! Don't know what I got down there, but it sure turns you fags on! EAT ME OUT, BUNNY BOY! YEAH, SUCK ON THAT RAUNCHY HOLE! OH, KID, YOU'RE GONNA LOVE DOING THIS ALL THE TIME...JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE!" He started jerkin' his bone, and soon dropped his legs, aiming his prick at Billy's mouth. Billy eagerly dove for it, but Slick stalled him for a moment. "Somethin' you wanna tell me first, stinklips?" "Uh, g-guess I like it. You happy now?" "If you're happy, sweetheart. I'm layin' here naked just to make your mouth and lips happy. Now blow me real good, and make sure you drink down every fuckin' drop. I know you can handle that." Billy already had a handle on Slick's rigid shaft and he was pumping it. He lowered his mouth and eagerly put the cock between his lips. Then he gave the best blowjob I'd ever seen! He was soon bobbing his head up and down...taking nearly all of the big prick down his throat on each plunge. And he didn't slow down when Slick started to squirt hot cream out of his cockhead--Billy was gobbling it up! "OK, OK, man, let loose! It's getting tender. Gawd, what a suck! You an' me are gonna get along great. Just to show I'm a fair guy, pull your prick out and beat off." Billy's cock was tenting his pants as he stood, and he quickly fished inside for it and yanked it out--stiff and ready. He wrapped his fist around it and started to pound mercilessly. "Shoot it in your hand," Slick directed. "Shoot it in your hand; I want to see you eat it." Billy had his eyes half-closed, ignoring the guy. He was totally involved with his own pleasure. When it came time to shoot, however, he dutifully splattered the load into his palm and quickly raised it to his mouth and licked it all up...even reaching back down to squeeze out the last few drops and licking it from his finger! "See ya, sucker!" Slick had his pants on, and quickly jumped off the back of the truck. Billy collapsed, looking satisfied. I was breathing so hard, I'm amazed Billy didn't hear me...he was so close. "What'd you do?" Dave asked, entranced. Comments appreciated...please mention story name. bawdypen@hotmail.com