Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 15:10:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marc <Rim4you@webtv.net>
Subject: Gotta Have It (ws, scat)

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!

Gotta Have It
By Rim4you

Chapter 1

I opened the clothes hamper and there it was atop a pile of dirty
clothes.  I stared down at the dingy pouch and felt my cock swell to
life, straining against the material of my skin tight levis.

The object of my growing desire looked as though it hadn't been
laundered in weeks.  Perhaps months even.  The once white fabric was
tinged with hues that were a yellowish-brown in color.  Obviously this
pouch had exuded its manly secretions for a long time for it to appear
so gundgy.

My mind wandered to the owner of this piece of underclothing; to the
long, thick cock with the bulbous, mushroom head, oozing its juices from
the pisshole as it was cradled within the confines of the pouch; to the
hairy, hefty orbs of the balls dripping with sweat mingling with the
fluids of the cock.

I sighed and my heart raced.  My breathing became raspy and heavy with
desire and lewd lust.  My mind screamed that my thoughts were perverse
and disgusting but my cock told me otherwise.

My dick jerked wildly within my levis.  Straining.  Yearning to be
released; to be fondled and stroked; to release its pent up jism over
the dingy pouch.

"Fuck!"  I gasped, as I slid my hand over my taut stomach down to the
aching bulge between my legs.

As I kneaded my cock, my eyes fixated upon the object of my desire, I
could feel the sticky wetness of pre-cum oozing out of my piss slit.  I
moaned over and over as I squeezed my throbbing cock.

"Dad!  Dad!"  I whispered, hoarsely, as I fumbled with my zipper,
anxious more than ever to take my warm, throbbing cock in my hand and
caress it, knowing that in that instant when my hand kissed my cock, a
trillion tingles would surge from my shaft and ripple over my body.

Pulling the flaps of my levis apart and tugging downward, my cock bobbed
freely and my smoothe, low haning balls swayed between my legs with each
jerk of my now fully erect, rockhard dick.

"Oh yeah!"  I sighed, looking down at my cock.  A thin, translucent
thread of pre-cum made its way out of the pisshole and spiraled downward
attatching itself to the grundgy pouch in the clothes hamper.

I ran my hand through the thick forest of pubic hair surrounding my dick
and then slowly wrapped my fingers around the thick shaft of my cock and
squeezed.  A pearldrop of pre-cum oozed from my piss slit and I caught
it with a finger of my free hand then brough the precious nectar to my
full lips.

"Dad!"  I moaned, as I trailed the viscous fluid over my lips and my
tongue darted out from my parted lips to savor the taste of my cock
juice.

I swirled my tongue over my lips and fingertip as my hand glided
methodically up and down the length of my rigid shaft.
All the while groans and sighs of shear pleasure escaped me and echoed
throuhout the bathroom.

As I masturbated and took delight in the taste of my cock juice I
brought my hand from my mouth, spit and pre-cum coating, dripping from
my finger, and with it, traced the crack of my hairy ass.

With my eyes riveted upon my cock and the filthy jockstrap in the
clothes hamper, I trailed my finger into the hairy, sweaty cleft of my
ass.  Slowly, I inched my finger through the forest of swirling hair
towards the moist cavern of my asshole.

"Mmmmmm!  Mmmmmm!"  I groaned, my tongue swirling over my lips, my hand
pumping my cock, my balls swinging as I toyed with the outer ring of my
butthole in slow, circular motions with my finger, probing, swirling,
then sinking into the warm, moist hole.

"I gotta have it!  Gotta have it, Dad!  Need it up my ... aaaaaahhhhhh!
Oh yeah!  Up my fuckin' ass!"  I moaned, gritting my teeth, hunching
over the clothes hamper as my finger sunk to the hilt up my ass.

Further and further I bent at the waist bringing my face closer and
closer to the vile, filthy pouch that had so lured me.  All the while my
hand flew up and down my shaft and my finger dug deeper and deeper into
my asshole.

"Fuck!  Fuck!"  I gasped, as I took in a deep breath and the pungent
aroma of the pouch swirled within my nostrils.  "Jock stink!  Fuckin'
jock stink!"

The stench from the jockstrap penetrated my nose; a heady, foul yet
erotic stink, as I took one breath after another filling my lungs with
the aroma of man.  The manstink of my Dad.

As if in a trance, driven with lust and perverted desire, I seductively
ran my nose and mouth over the damp, and in some areas, crusty pouch,
With raspy breaths I took delight in the crotch stink my nose detected
emanating from Dad's well worn jockstrap.

I was completely lost in my deprived actions.  Masturbating.  Finger
fucking my asshole which, as I probed deeper and deeper, I perceived and
felt the filth within.  Smelling.  Sniffing,  Breathing the stink from
that which had hugged my Dad's cock and balls.

As I inhaled the manly funk, I opened my mouth over the rancid pouch.
My tongue darted out and licked the damp cloth, at first slowly, then
more eagerly like a dog lapping from its waterbowl, tasting the gruel
and grime of crotch.  Sweaty.  Tangy, jock crotch.  My Dad's crotch.

"Fuckin' stink, man!"  I sighed.  "Fuckin' dirty, jock stink!  Fuckin'
Dad stink!  Fuckin' cock stink!  Mmmmmm!  Oh fuck yeah!"

Like a hungry wolf I sucked the vile smelling, crusty pouch into my
mouth, slurping, sucking what I knew to be my Dad's cock and balls
sweaty grundge.  The robust flavor that filled my mouth was just as
strong and heady as the stench that filled my nostrils.  Perhaps weeks
or months of Dad's balls sweat and oozing cock juices now filled my
mouth.  I was in jock stink heaven, beating my meat and fingering my
dirty hole with the pungent pouch in my mouth.  I was oblivious to
everything around me except for the stink taste in my mouth and the
stink aroma swirling up my nostrils.

Being a hot, horny teenager sure did feel good.  Real good.

Chapter 2

"Smell that manstink, fucker.  Smells good don't it, Jeffery?  Gettin'
off on that dirty jockstrap, huh?  Talk to me, pig!  Fuckin' tell me how
much you love sniffin' jock stink!"

"Kevin!"  I gasped.

"Yeah, fucker!  Caught you right in the act you little fuck.  Dirty jock
hangin' outta your fuckin' pig mouth!  Pullin' on your meat!  Fingerin'
your sloppy, shitty hole!  You're a nasty fucker, Jeffery!"

My surprise, fear and anxiety at being caught in the act quickly melted
at the sight of my older brother, Kevin, his beefy, muscular body
framing the doorway.

What caught my lustful attention was the obvious bulge between his legs
poking forward against the nylon fabric of his jogging shorts.  His
hairy nutsack hung freely from out of his shorts.

I turned my gaze from his inviting crotch upward, over his taut,
washboard stomach to his hard, sculpted chest and quarter sized nipples
which stood out, erect, like his cock.

Kevin stood there, his thumbs hooked in the elastic waistband of his
jogging shorts, his crotch thrust forward, his full lips curled back
with a grin.  There was no escaping him but did I want to?

His golden tanned skin, glistened with a sheen of sweat.  Obviously he
had just come in from his daily run.  I wondered what it would be like
to taste those beads of sweat which trickled down his chest and from his
armpits?  What savory flavors dripped from his cock and balls?

I flashed my brother a lustful smile as the rancid jockstrap fell from
my mouth back into the clothes hamper.  My eyes met Kevin's bright,
emerald-green eyes.

"Nasty fuck!"  Kevin hissed, locking his eyes with mine.  "See something
you want, Jeffery?"

Tauntingly.  Teasingly.  Slowly, Kevin gyrated his hips.

"Oh yeah, little brother!  Fuck yeah!  I know what you want.  I'm all
sweaty and stinky and what I got between my legs ..."

Kevin yanked the front of his shorts down and under his balls.  With
both hands he massaged his thick, mammoth tool and tugged at his hefty
cum sack.  Then he raised his hands to his face and sniffed.

"Fuck, Jeffery!  Real stinky, little brother!  I can smell my cock and
balls, man!  Fuckin' ripe!"

I watched hungrily as Kevin sniffed his hands.  All the while his hard
cock jerked and bobbed.

"Oh!  Sorry, dude!"  Kevin said, with a wicked grin on his face as he
lowered his hands.  "Wanna smell my dick, Jeffery?  Wanna sniff the funk
on my sweaty balls?"

"I gotta have it, Kevin!"

"Gotta have what, Jeffery?  Talk to me, man.  Tell your big brother what
you want, fucker!"

"I gotta ..."

"What?  Say it, pig!"

"I want your stink, Kevin!  I gotta have it!"

"Yeah?  Like you gotta have Dad's stinkin' jockstrap?"

"Yes!"

"You like sniffin' Dad's strap, don't you, Jeffery?"

"Yes!"

"Bet you wish you could smell Dad's big, hard cock, huh?"

"Yes!"

"Yeah!  Run your pig nose along Dad's uncut tool and sniff that ripe
head cheese?  Gettin' his fresh cock stink?"

"Yes!  Yes!  But ..."

"But what, fucker?  Ah, I get it.  You wanna smell my butt too!"

"Fuck!"  I gasped, dropping to my knees.

"That's it, Jeffery!  On your fuckin' knees!  Kneel before my stink
dick!  Show me how you'd grovel and beg for stink cock!  Like how you'd
beg for Dad's cock cheese!"

"Fuck!  Fuck, Kevin!  Please!  Let me smell your big dick!  I gotta have
it.  All of your stink!"

"Fuckin' pig!  Fuckin' cock whore!  Get over here and worship my cock!"

I slid on my knees towards my brother's dick, inching my way closer and
closer to his throbbing, dripping manhood.

"Hold it right there, fucker!"  Kevin snapped, reaching down and
grasping my head in his hands, only inches away from his turgid shaft.

"What?"  I almost whined.

"Take your finger outta your shithole!"

I obeyed and slid my finger out of my asshole with a wet, slurping
sound.

"What's that on your finger, Jeffery?"

I gazed at the brown sludge coated on my finger.

"It's shit, Kevin."  I whispered.

"Yeah?  You got shit on your finger, Jeffery?"

"Yes.  My finger is shitty, Kevin."

"We gotta do something about that, Jeffery."

"Like what?"  I asked, looking up at my brother.

"Stink up my cock real good, Jeffery."

"Huh?"

"You ain't deaf, fucker!  Stink up my cock!  Rub your shit on my dick!
Do it!"

"Kev!"

"Do it!  You want it stink, don't you?  Like those brown streaks on
Dad's pouch?"

"Brown ..."

"Hey, man!  That fuckin' brown didn't come from jizz, Jeffery!  That
stink didn't just come from his cheesey cock.  That's butthole funk!
Dad's dirty hole!  And you've been sniffin' and lickin' it up, Jeffery!"

"Fuck!"  I moaned, the stench of my dirty finger swirling up my
nostrils.

"Yeah!  Looks like our Dad likes it nasty.  Just like you and ..."

"And what, Kevin?"

"Shut the fuck up, pig!  Stink up my dick!  Rub that shit all over my
cock!"

"Oh yeah!"  I cooed, as I ran my shitty finger over Kevin's engourged
cockhead and along the length of his long, thick shaft.  "Fuckin' dirty
dick, big bro!  Fuckin' stink, Kevin!"

"That's fuckin' shitty-jock-cock, man!  Fuckin' make my cock stink like
your fuckin' asshole, Jeffery!  Yeah!  Rub your fuckin' buttslop all
over my dick!  Smell it!  Smell it, Jeffery!"

As I ran my filthy digit up and down, over and under the length of
Kevin's pulsating dick, so too did I trail my nose alongside my finger
and inhaled deeply, my ass stench on my brother's cock.

"Yank on those balls, fucker!"  Kevin hissed, grasping my head within
his powerful grip.  "Smell my motherfuckin' shitty cock!  Pull on my
hairy, sweaty balls!"

The creamy whiteness of my brother's dick slowly gave way to a streaked,
brown tinge which, mingled with his cock sweat, yielded a stong, ripe,
pungent aroma which even Kevin inhaled deeply.

"Fuckin' stink, man!"  Kevin groaned.  "Fuckin' righteous!  I gotta ..."

"Gotta what, Kevin?"  I sighed, sniffing and flicking my tongue along
his shit streaked tool, tasting my asshole.

"Feels so fuckin' good, Jeffery!  So fuckin' nasty, man!  Your shit
feels so good on my cock!  Stinks, bro!  Stinks so fuckin' good!"

I swirled my tongue over Kevin's cockhead and probed his pisshole,
savoring the taste of his pre-cum, sweat and my ass slop.

"Suck!  Suck my fuckin' dirty dick, Jeffery!  Suck the stink off my
dick!"

"My shit, Kevin!  My stinkin' shit's on your big cock!"

"More, buddy!  Fuck!  Suck my dirty cock!  More stink, man!"

I gave Kevin's balls a hard yank.  He winced, groaning with pain and
pleasure.

"Fuck yeah!  Harder, bro!  Pull on my nuts!  Suck my raunchy cock, man!
More stink, Jeffery!  More shit on my dick!"

I gave Kevin's balls a sharp tug,  He moaned even louder.  Releasing his
nuts I slid my hand under the full mounds of his asscheeks and sunk my
finger deep into his asshole.

"Fuck!"  Kevin hollered, at the intrusion.  But was it my probing,
digging finger, sinking into the sludge up his asshole that caused him
to yell at the top of his lungs and his hands grip the doorframe
tightly?

"Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!"  Kevin yelled, grinding his sweaty ass backward.
My finger sunk even deeper up my brother's steamy, diry asshole.  I
churned my finger in my brother's hole.  "You motherfuckin', filthy
bitch!"  Kevin screamed, bucking his ass.  "Fuckin' bitch!  Cunt fuckin'
whore!"

I glanced up quickly to see the wild, crazed, lustfilled eyes of my
brother.  Eyes that betrayed wanton perversity and lustful abandon.  His
mouth gaping, like his asshole, and spewing forth all the vile venom he
could utter.

"Fuckin' pig!  Shit-whore-sow-pig!  Cunt fuckin' bastard!  Cock
sniffin', turd suckin' bitches!"

I fell back on my haunches and hung my mouth wide open before Kevin's
rockhard dick.  His cock jerked wildly.

"Drink, pig!"  Kevin hollered.

In an instant, Kevin's piss slit erupted and a warm stream of piss hit
the back of throat.  The warm nectar filled my mouth and spilled from
the corners of my lips.

"Drink my piss, Jeffery!  Drink it, toilet pig!"

I gulped and swallowed the strong, rancid stream of my brother's piss.
Its warmth cascaded from my mouth, down across my chest and soaked my
pubic hair as my hand flew up and down my cock.

"Fuckin' stink piss from my stink, shitty cock!  Drink it, Jeffery!"

I gurggled and swallowed.  I hissed, coughed and spat piss.

Kevin bucked his ass back with wild abandon, clenching the doorframe
with his hands, wincing with lust and pain.

"Fuck me, bitch!"  Kevin hollered.  "Fuck my shitfilled hole, fucker!
Rape my stinkin' jock-cunt, fucker!  Fuck the shit outta me, man!  Fuck
me!  Fuck my stink turdhole, jock-pussy!  Fuck me ... Dad!  Rape your
boy's shithole with your big cock!  Stink it up real good for Jeffery!"

"And for you too, Kevin!"  Dad hollered, slamming his cock up Kevin's
ass.  "I want both of my boys sniffin', lickin' and suckin' my stink,
cheesy, shitty, pissin' cock!"

"I gotta have it ... I gotta have it!"  Kevin and I chanted.

... And Dad made sure we did.

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