Date: Thu, 10 Jun 2004 03:37:42 EDT
From: LoveDiego@aol.com
Subject: Father's Day Gift 2 (scat)


Father's Day Gift 2

Copyright 2004-06-10

By Lovediego@aol.com

Disclaimer: I hate writing these things. Ok, no minors or fundamentalist
should be reading this raunchy story.  If it is illegal in your state for
you to read this smut, MOVE!  This is the second part of a lust filled tale
about a consenting father and son engaging in hot acts of man filth.  You
know what I mean.  Give me a shout; tell me what you think of these
characters.



As I stood over my dad, he sat on the toilet taking his morning dump and
licking a load of his hot man shit off of my very erect nipples.  I was
amazed and aroused as the man that sired me was doing something so
incredibly gross, disgusting and foul.  My head, both of them, began to
spin at the thought of what was going on.  Could this really be happening?
I tried to convince myself that I had fallen during my morning run and hit
my head.  That the reality of the situation was that I was in a hospital
bed, doped up on morphine and this was a hallucinogenic dream.  A sexy
raunchy dream, but a dream still.

That was until my dad started biting and sucking on my nipples.  That sure
as shit, no pun intended, brought be back to my true reality.  I began to
moan with him as he nursed on my nipples like a new born. My dick was hard
as a rock and dripping cock-honey onto my dad's hairy lap.  With his left
hand, my dad pulled my body in closer to his and hugged me tight.  His
strong hands caressed my lower back and massaged my ass cheeks.  He
continued his manipulations of my chest by licking and nibbling around my
dime sized brown nips.  I loved it.  I had never been touched that way
before by anyone.  To be held in love and lust was magnificent.  My dad's
touch was only matched in intensity and heat by the smell of his butt
raunch which filled the large master bathroom.  I huffed up all the nasty
smells and let myself be free and safe in my dad's arms.  My big 9 inch
uncut dick began to rub up against his hairy chest as he pulled me closer
and closer into his embrace.  My dick spit was a nice natural lube as the
well in the middle of my dad's massive chest began to jerk me off.  It felt
so good having my dick hood stretched back and forth over my huge cock
head.  Even the creamy sticky white goo from my smelly cock cheese became
imbedded in my dad's coarse chest hairs.  I was in heaven.

My dad continued to embrace and fondle my ass cheeks before gently
inserting one. then two fingers into my rectum.  I moaned louder in pain
and pleasure at the digital intrusion but pushed my butt back onto his
fingers so that my hungry hole could suck on them more.  Taking the hint,
dad began to finger fuck my funky pussy.  Deeper and deeper his digits
probed by butt nut.  We rocked back and forth as his fingers fucked me and
his heaving chest jerked me off.  He was making me feel so good that I was
afraid that I would spunk a chunky load and end the first, and probably
only, sex session with my hunky dad.

 Dad had to know pretty quickly that my ass was packed full of butt fudge.
My morning shit was only to relieve some of the pressure in my bowels before
my run.  But 7 miles through the neighborhood always made me have to take a
major dump afterwards.  I could feel dad's fingers pushing up into my
trench as he played in my knotty turd.  The sensation was new and unusual
but I couldn't call it bad or uncomfortable.  Dad was gently pushing my
huge loaf back and forth, up and down my shit tube.  With very little
pressure he was able to begin massaging my prostate, which only made me
want to cum more.  I became dizzy and light headed as my dad played in my
ass and up my shitty butt hole.  With a soft PLOP, dad slipped his fingers
from my roughed-up moist ditch.  The smell of fresh shit accompanied his
exit.  I took a deep breath, as did dad.

He brought the two offending members to his nose and inhaled all of my butt
funk.  His middle fingers were slimy with my fudge.  The brown coating was
thick and rich over his long fingers.  Some of my shit had even started to
migrate down to his hairy knuckles.  Dad smiled at his handy work and
quickly popped his fingers into his awaiting mouth.  I was aghast!!!  Dad
had just swallowed my shit and was chomping away on it like a happy little
kid with a mouthful of fresh hot fudge.  His literal shit eating grin
became very wide when he looked up at me and said in a slight whisper:

"Turn around Mark."

This time I did as I was told with a quickness.  I turned around so fast
that my dick actually slapped my dad in the face.  I heard the WHACK across
his cheek and felt the string of pre-jizz dangle from my cock head to his
face for a second.  I was too horned up to laugh.

"Now, bend over."

I did as I was told.  Bending down slightly at the waist, my heart was
beating faster with lust and anticipation.  I was sweating bullets and
dripping dick spit all over the white tiled bathroom floor.

"No son, bend ALL the way over.  Spread you legs and try to touch your
toes."

What the fuck?!? How was dad going to fuck me in that position, I thought
to myself?  I just knew that I wanted his fat dick up my virgin ass, so I
was going to do whatever I was told.  I spread my legs and reached down for
my toes.  I couldn't touch them all the way because my legs were so
muscular so I let my arms dangle in front of my thighs once I had gotten as
far as my body would let me.

"Good boy."

The man who almost never yelled suddenly became the fuckin horse whisperer.
Each statement was a command in a gentle voice that was almost impossible
to resist or ignore.  Whatever my dad told me to do in that sexy raspy
whisper; I did quickly and without question.  What surprised me was the
slick feeling of my dad's tongue around my recently explored hot hole.  Dad
spit a huge wad of spit directly onto my brown-eye and began rimming me.
It felt so fuckin hot.  Dad licked and probed all the way around my rectum.
It was at that point that I remembered the shit on his fingers.  If dad's
fingers were shitty from my ass, then when he pulled them out, shit must
have come with them and spattered around my butt hole.  Dad must've been
lapping up my nasty shit with each swipe of his tongue.  Wow, he really
must have liked the taste of my shit, because he was moaning and wailing
into my butt like he was when he was taking a shit.  Dad ran his fingers
and hands all over my back as he ate out my filthy shit chute.  My ass
trench felt wet and slimy after his tongue bath.  Once again, dad had
cleaned up his little boy's shit.

"Turn back around Mark."

As I did so, dad sat back and up from the toilet seat.  His huge purple
headed dick was sticking straight up with a wicked look from its one eye.
Here was a place where dad and I didn't look alike.  My dick measured in at
a respectable 9 inches, but the fucker that made me had to be at least 11
mega thick inches of Dominican dick.  My mouth dropped at the sight of the
fat sucker.  Dad's cock head was so huge that it looked like a flesh helmet
over his thinner shaft.  If I didn't know better, I never would have
guessed that he was uncut because his dick hood had retreated all the way
down his knob and hid somewhere on his flesh pole.  The one singular sign
left was the large amount of cock cheese that covered the base and sides of
his corona.  The white smega must have been at least a couple of days old
because it stunk to high hell.  Even standing up and away from his member,
I could cop whiffs of his stinky cheese.  My dick bobbed up and down with
its approval of the stench.  At the base of dad's thick dick was his set of
huge bull balls.  They were much more obvious and pronounced now that dad
was fully erect.  They competed with pride for top honors at the horse and
pony show but had to settle for second place in the "that's the fuckin
largest thing I have ever seen before" category.  But still, dad had an
impressive set of nuts in his wrinkled sac.  His balls were covered in a
thick matt of true man fur.  So much so, that I could hardly make both nuts
out at the same time.  The trail of hair, which descended from his wiry
pubes, crept down in a thick road down through dad's hairy legs and
disappeared under the nape of his sac.  I just knew that I wanted to find
out were that hirsute road led. As I stared in wonder at my dad's private
parts, he began talking, or rather, whispering to me again.

"Do you want to get wet?  You look hot."

What did that mean?  All of the events from the day where new to me, so I
felt like an idiot for asking questions.  I just went along with whatever
he said or told me to do.

Sure.

I answered with a look of true curiosity on my face.  I was a bit warm but
not hot.  And how was he planning on wetting me?  The sink and shower were
on the other side of the large bathroom. As I tried desperately to foresee
what was going to happen next, dad let loose with a torrent of warm piss
that landed all over my chest and stomach.  The size of his dick gave him
great aim to reach my upper chest and neck. Any of my shit that dad had
painted on my nipples that he didn't eat away, was quickly washed down the
front of my body by dad's piss.  The warm yellow water felt good on my body
as he pointed his pissing cock at the ring of brown hair circling my own
cock.  Dad's urine coated my dick and balls in his salty brine.  And just
as suddenly as a summer rain shower, it stopped.

"Bend down Mark.  Get on your knees."

I was on my knees in two seconds flat awaiting my next command.

"Now, open your mouth. Open wide and say AAHHH."

As I did so, my tonsils were washed in dad's funky water.  His perfect aim
did not fail him as he hit the back of my throat.  Making sure that I
didn't try to swallow too much too fast.  His piss simply slid down my
gullet with no help from me.  I pulled at his peeing cock and began sucking
and nursing on the dick that made me.  I wanted to taste his urine.  I
wanted to know what man piss tasted like.  Dad kept empting his waste water
into my thirsty mouth and I drank and drank for dear life.  I loved the
taste of the salty/sweet liquid.  I gulped each offering and held my mouth
open for more. Until finally dad was all pissed out.

"Sorry son, I can't help you if you're still thirsty, but I can help you if
you're hungry.  Which would you like first; white or brown?  Before you
answer, let me tell you that white is sweet and creamy but there is not
much off it.  Brown is tangy and thick and there is a lot of it.  You can
have both, but you need to decide in which order. And try not to let your
eyes be bigger than your stomach."

I could guess which was which, but I had never eaten shit before.  Not even
my own.  I loved the smell of my own farts and butt burst but that is
different from eating a load of hot steamy shit.  Now, cum on the other
hand, was an old friend of mine.  I had been eating cum since I started
popping the tasty treat out of my young hairless balls at the age of 13.
Fuck yeah, me and cum went wwwwaaaayyyy back!  I was going to go with my
old favorite when logic intervened.  Maybe I should go with the new and
save the old as a back up to take the taste of the shit out of my mouth.
If I didn't like it.  But, if I was anything like dad, and everyone said I
was, then I would be a shit eating pig in no time...right?

I'll start with brown dad.

I made my selection with confidence.  I was absolutely sure that I knew
what was going to happen next. Boy was I wrong.

"OK Mark, I want you to do a couple of things for me.  These are very
simple things and I'm sure that you can handle them without any real effort
or trouble, ok?"

That man must have been out of his mind.  If there was a job or project to
do, that you needed to be fucked up royally, then I was your man. But if it
was simple but important...please ask someone else.  Dad knew this but still
gave me small assignments anyway.  And here was another set for me to fuck
up.

"Mark, I want you to shit in your hand and then rub it all over my dick and
balls. Can you do that for me?  See it's a very easy job.  I know that
you've a full load of shit up that hot little hole of yours and you're in
the perfect position to take a shit, don't you think?  Can you shit in your
hand for me and then rub it all over my big dick?"

Wow, if he asked me to do every chore in that voice, I don't think I would
have fucked up as often.  I was already on my knees with my legs spread.
It was the perfect position to shit in my own hand, but I had never done
anything like that, especially not in front of Mr. Perfect.  But, he was
not longer perfect, was he?  I nodded my head and began to relax my anal
muscles to begin the first public shit of my life.  I really didn't want to
think about my dad watching and waiting for me to screw-up another simple
project. I mean really, you know you're a fuck up when you can't even take
a shit right.  I let my ass do its thing while my mouth did its thing.  I
opened my mouth real wide and began to suck on my dad's big dick.  I
especially loved the taste of his cock cheese.  The slimy substance was
salty and nasty to the taste and even smelled funky like real cheese. It
was perfect.  I sucked on dad's huge head and let the smooth feeling of his
glands take my mind off of my shitting ass.  We both seemed to zone out
with my first cock sucking experience.  Our mutual moans became louder and
louder until they were overpowered by the sounds of my farting ass.

"MMMnnn, that's a good boy.  Let it all out. Let daddy hear it."

I continued to moan my approval and sucked harder on dad's dick. After a
while I had gotten my throat to take ¾ of his monster meat.  The rest of
his shaft was fisted hard and steady with my right hand, as my left cupped
my shitting asshole.  I wanted to stay kneeling at my dad's feet, sucking
his big donkey dick forever, but since I was done shitting into my hand, I
proudly offered the brown paste up to him.

"OK Mark, now...paste my dick with it.  Don't forget to get my balls.  Coat
all of my privates with your wonderful load of shit."

Dad scooted up further off the toilet until he was hovering about 6 or 7
inches above it.  His massive thighs supported his weight effortlessly.  My
left hand coated every inch of his huge dick and made sure not to skip his
nuts.  I also took the extra effort to run a few of my fingers past his
balls and taint and liberally added a layer of my shit to my dad's ass.  I
fingered his still shitty hole lightly and even dared to poke a finger up
his hot ditch before he called my name again.

"Mark, calm down.  There will be more than enough time for you to explore
my asshole.  For now, I want you to stand up and then sit down on my lap."

Dad, how can I sit on your lap with you dick...oh, yeah, I get it.

I wasn't really afraid.  It was what I wanted.  Well, not exactly.  I never
dreamed that my dad would be using my shit to fuck my packed ass but, live
and learn.  I was so excited that I had to keep my calm or I would have
spunked right then and there.  I stood up, turned around and began to sit
on my dad's dick.  Luckily for me, dad took control very quickly.  He
placed his large hands on my hips and guided my still open ass onto the tip
of his dick. I moaned with its first entrance.

"Just relax.  Try to push down with your ass muscles like your taking
another shit.  Let the shit up your ass and on my dick lubricate your hole.
Don't worry, you won't be hurt.  You'll not only like it, you'll love
having my dick up your ass.  Just like you loved having my fingers up there
before."

He was right; I did love having his two fingers up my ass, pushing up and
down on my butt loaf.  I breathed in deeply and used my ass muscles like I
was taking another dump.  I knew it was working because a smaller load of
shit leapt from my ass and landed on the tip of dad's dick, right were his
foreskin usually was.  It was that small slick piece that made the initial
entry so smooth.  I squatted down and let half of my dad's full 11 inch
dick enter my rectum.  I moaned to the point of yelling at the forced
entry.  It felt good, maybe too good, and I had a greedy hole.  As much as
I loved it, it was more than I could take.  His hard steel shaft pulsing in
my body like a hot poker made me very very horny.  And I told him so.

Dad, oh fuck dad.  You dick feels so good. Oh, fuck, fuck me please dad.  I
want to cum with you big dick up my ass.  Oh, please fuck me dad!

I was howling at the top of my lungs for the man that sired me to fuck me
and bathe my gut's in a load of his hot sperm.  I moaned louder and louder
as dad laid more of his fuck pipe up my trench.  Within 4 more inches and 3
strokes of his ass splitter, I came all over myself and the tiled floor.  I
bucked up and down on his dick, actually allowing all of his cock to enter
into my body with my orgasm.  I was so horned up that I didn't even notice
the pain of my ass stretching past its natural lengths anymore.  I loved it
all.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm cuming dad.  Fuck me more as I cum. Please fuck me.
Plow my ass dad, fuck me hard, rip my ass.  Fuck, feels so good dad.
Please fuck me harder.  I want all of your huge dick up my ass.  FUCK ME!!!

I was having the time of my young life as rope after rope of slimy cum
jettisoned from my too hard dick.  I didn't even start to stroke my cock
until the very end.  After the 6th or 7th volley of boy milk rocked out of
my dick and landed somewhere on one of the bathroom walls.  The deeper
dad's dick penetrated my rectal walls the more I came. I didn't know I
could cum so much at one time.  Until, finally, it was over.  I had shot my
wad.  But you couldn't tell my teenaged dick that. As I looked down at my
sweaty body, my cock was still rock hard and ready for action. My dad
cupped his hand under my still spewing dick and gathered as much of my teen
cum as he could. I guess my dick jumped and spit another spoonful of cream
into his palm.  Dad offered up my own nut to me as a treat.  I lapped up
every slick, sticky drop like a dog.  I even began to lick the palm of his
hand and his middle fingers, that still retained the slight bitter taste of
my shit.

Dad kissed the nape of my neck and my shoulders but he didn't pull his dick
out of my abused ass.  I sat on his lap comfortably until he pulled me back
into his arms so that my back lay against his sweaty hairy chest.  Dad
wrapped his arms around my waist and began to gently and slowly play with
my dick and balls.  The hard fucking that I had just received created
buckets of sweat to add to the wetness of dad's piss bath over my nuts.  He
paid close attention to my swollen balls that were busy making another load
of spunk to spew.

"How was that, did you like it?"

Fuck, I loved it.  But I thought I was going to get brown before white.

"Mark, come on, by now, shouldn't you know that dad always knows best?"


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For those who wanedt a total list of my posted stories:
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Father's Day Gift
Funk
So, baby, a raunchy love story
The pizza boi delivered
The moving man
The brothers Garcia
Carlito's tale