Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2000 19:51:43 -0800 From: Roderick Shafton Subject: PEEPING TOMS (incest scat) PEEPING TOMS--Part 1 I got home early because of some teachers' meeting, surprised to see my good buddy Spence's Honda in the drive next to Dad's Buick. He wasn't due home yet, either. I couldn't think of any reason they might be together without me, til I remembered my birthday was next week. I decided to sneak up on them, figuring they might be planning some kind of horrendous surprise party or some other embarrassing nightmare. Following the muffled sounds down the hall, I saw the door to Dad's bedroom was ajar. He was naked, bending way over with one hand on the floor! I snapped my head back, stifling a gasp. It wasn't seeing him undressed, with no women in the house--we run around in our underwear all the time. It wasn't seeing Spence buck naked that shocked me. That, too, was no particular jolt. The mind-blower was seeing my buddy kneeling behind my father WITH HIS FACE BURIED UP DAD'S ASS! What the fuck was he kissing my dad's ass for??! I also saw the ramrod sticking up from his crotch. Sonofabitch, I'd never known he was hung so big when it was hard! And he definitely wasn't 'kissing' that ass, either. "Ah, lick it, Spence! Lick it real good. I've been needing this. Lap that crack for me, kid. You know how I like it." Jeez, my father and my best friend carrying on! And it didn't sound like it was the first time, either. I was shocked and angry--feeling betrayed by both of them. Was Dad a fag? Was Spence a fag, and Dad was making him do it? Maybe paying him to do it? Did my father have some dark secrets and picked my friend to molest and perform perverted acts against his will? One thing was obvious the more I peeked...Spence's tremen- dous boner! His moaning made it crystal clear that slopping his tongue up and down Dad's hairy crack was responsible for his erection. He had that keester spread wide apart with both hands. While he ran his tongue over Dad's hairy cheeks, I could see the bright rosy hole in the middle. Big and wrinkled, it glistened from Spence's spit! I wondered how long he'd been licking it. Hell, I wondered how many others he'd licked before! "Gettin' cramped like this, sport. Lemme get on the bed. I wanna see ya doin' it anyway." Dad arranged a couple of pillows for his head then sat on the end of the bed and layed back--a hand under each thigh as he pulled 'em up to his chest, rolling himself into a ball. He looked like a Tijuana whore waiting to get fucked the way his asshole was exposed! Spence stood there with his mouth open--staring at it while he jacked his own cock and kneaded his ballsack. I could see Dad's thick cock filling out as it layed on his belly. He gave Spence a lewd grin. Spence leaned down and licked Dad's balls, and underneath. He sniffed Dad's pulsing hole and went into a crouch before it...caressing the big buns and taking a long wet lick from Dad's tailbone to his nuts! Then he centered on the gross anus and began ramming his tongue in and out...tongue- fucking my moaning father! "Gawd, kid, you're the best! Whores in the Phillippines used to love doing it to us sailors, but you're the fuckin' greatest. Suck that hot hole out, baby!" He raised his butt more, scooching it around in my buddy's face, rubbing his asshole all over his mouth and cheeks! Spence ate Dad's asshole for at least ten minutes, varying his speed and angle of attack. I couldn't understand it all, but I had a big boner in my pants that needed attention. When you're 16 everything gives you a rise--even when people you know are being disgusting. Dad's cock was huge by then, and he was slowly masturbating it. Seeing him jerking off seemed even weirder than the rest. He was looking down between his legs, panting and squirming. "EAT THAT HOT SHITHOLE OUT FOR ME! DIG THAT LICKER UP MY SMELLY RECTUM!" When Spence was on his knees earlier I'd only gotten a quick peek at his dark, mysterious crack. Now as he crouched on the floor, rotating it--humping an invisible face below--I could see it all. The smooth cheeks, the enviable tan lines, the solitary ring of dark hair around his poochy asshole. I gulped, finding the sight disturbing and exciting all spread open like that. I wondered if Dad was gonna lick it. "Hey, Spence," Dad spoke more directly without all the fire, "you never said how I smell and taste today." He smacked his lips away for a moment. "Wild and rangy, Mr B!" "Yeah, bet it's a lot tangier inside, hunh?" "Oh yeh! Lots!" Spence gushed. "Hmmm. Never met a boy who likes eatin' a man's ass like you do." He layed his head back, his eyes half-closed. "Kinda makes me wish you were a good-for-nothing pervert instead of a normal gay asslicker. Had a fella go hog wild over my keester many years ago down in Panama. Sorta like you, but not as deliciously teasing. He was too eager to get the stuff. Suck the stuff. Eat my stuff. Yeah. Fucker ate me out, alright. Every drop of assjuice...and all three turds! Two other sailor pals and a Marine watched him eat my shit like an animal! 'Cept he weren't no animal. He was a man who ate other men's shit!" Yeck! I couldn't believe he'd said that while Spence was licking his hole out. What a gross-out! I waited for Spence to jump up and say how disgusting, but he smacked a big smooch on Dad's butthole. "Guess a guy could get to liking it too much. Tastes good when it's all sweaty 'n pungent down here. Maybe the excitement just got to him." "Sure did. The Marine was taking a shit in his mouth as I was leaving. I hung around long enough to watch him suck the turd. I like to think he didn't eat it...that mine was special and he just couldn't hold himself back!" Dad chuckled. "What a time that was." "Yeah, I'll bet," Spence laughed nervously. "Uh, I hope you don't think I might...I mean, I'm only 16, Mr B. I really dig your ass, but I can't imagine myself s-sucking a turd before I'm old...like 30." "HA! HA! I'm not even suggesting it...just reminiscing. Your soothing tongue up my shithole makes me kinda dreamy. Beats a shower and massage any day. Can't take much more, though. You wanna blow me off?" "Okay. I could go all day, but my lips are getting kinda raw." Yeah, I thought. I'll bet they are, you cheap asslicker! The impact of the one-sided sex deal they had going finally was clear. Dad just bared it all and my buddy would 'service' him. I could do that! Why didn't he ever try to get in my pants? I've got an asshole he can suck out! And a dripping cock he could blow, too! Spence went around the side of the bed. Dad put his legs down and handed his prick to Spence when he bent down to it. Spence began sucking his cock--working rapidly up and down the thick meat. With his other hand he jostled Dad's big balls, slipping a finger down and sliding it up Dad's wet hole. And from personal experience, I knew just what spot he was pressing on in there. The same spot I jigger when I pump myself off every night. As if on cue, Dad reached up and started jacking Spence off. And not even that good, either. Cheap bastard. All that work Spence did and he only gets a third-rate handjob! "Oooh, suck that meat, baby! Suck that fuckin' cock! Get that boiling jizz outta my balls and drink it, you cock- sucker!" He was twitching his asshole around Spence's probing finger, practically forgetting the cock in his hand. I burst into the room. "JEZZUS, DAD, THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS GIVE HIM A FUCKIN' BLOWJOB! MAKE HIM, SPENCE! DON'T JUST LET HIM USE YOU THAT WAY. STICK IT IN HIS SELFISH MOUTH! DON'T SETTLE FOR THAT LOUSY HANDJOB." I stood there, cock in hand, frozen! My mouth hung open--as did theirs--as I tried to comprehend what drove me to enter the room. I felt foolish and tried to hide my cock. Why didn't I run out? Spence stood there, flabbergasted and blinking. Dad gulped and closed his mouth. Then he got an evil grin. "You're damned right, son. He does deserve more. And since it's your idea, why don't you come over here and suck your buddy off instead of sneaking at the doorway and playing with yourself?" "Oooh!" I gritted my teeth at him. His taunting made me madder. I took a look at Spence's hard boner, knowing Dad fully expected me to run off in a huff. I'd show him. I walked over to Spence, avoiding his eyes, and knelt down. Taking a deep breath...my body shaking all over...I put his cock in my mouth! Now, I had a lot of things to work out just then. Did I intend to really go through with it? Did I like how it felt in my mouth? Did I want to suck it? Suck it off, and drink his jizz?!! But they were much too horny to give me a chance. They accepted it, and moved the action along. Spence sighed with excitement and pressed me against the bed--his cock nearly going down my throat!--as he bent over to get Dad's juicy cock back in his mouth. Then he shuffled so I wouldn't choke. Dad began to pat my shoulder and stroke it, urging me on with resignation. So I relaxed and concentrated on giving my best buddy a decent blowjob. At least I thought it was. It somehow seemed to come natural. At any rate, it sure churned his nuts enough to blast a torrent of cum in my mouth! Must have been three times as much as I ever shot, but I managed to get all but a couple of streams that overflowed and ran down my chin. Stuff that Spence leaned down and gently licked off my astonished face as I layed back trying to catch my breath. Then he kissed me and I could taste Dad's jizz! "Here's the scoop, Sport," Dad explained later, "your buddy was helping me in the garage a few weeks ago. Damned spider ran up the back of my trousers and I jumped like crazy, wiggling 'em down and yellin' for him to help me. We got the bugger out, alright, but ended up with him on his knees and my bare butt in his face!" They both laughed. I looked at Spence and he sorta shrugged and blushed a little. "Well, he had this look, see? I'd seen that look before in the service when a guy would be lookin' at another guy's naked ass. Didn't even have to say a word, but had to give him the benefit of the doubt, you know? I kinda bent over more and said, `Wanna kiss it and make it feel better, Spence?' I chuckled and so did he. `Okay, if you think I should,' he said. He had a twinkle in his eye, so I smiled and bent way over! Then he kissed me right on the ol' shithole. I said he could do it a few more times if he wanted. He wanted, alright. Wanted it bad!" "How c-come you didn't...you n-never...?" I stammered to Spence. Dad looked away with his tongue in his cheek, getting my drift. "You? Gosh, I hope I can now," Spence said eagerly. "I just always thought you were too much of a stud. I didn't think you'd want to mess around. Not like this, anyway." "Oh. Guess you're probably right. But, FUCK I just blew ya! Uh, sorry, Dad. Guess you think I'm a fruit now, hunh?" "Suckin' a buddy's prick don't make you a fruit, son. Course, if you do it on a regular basis, and love it like you just did, I'd have to say you definitely jumped onto the Queer Express. But if you do, don't think your old man's gonna hold it against you. Hmm, that could sure have two meanings, couldn't it?!" he laughed. "Nope, every man's got the right to get his rocks off as he sees best. And that goes for me, too. Sure would hate to lose Spence's hot buttsuckin' just cause you either got religion suddenly or start takin' up all his time by sitting on his face and blowin' him! How 'bout we share?" "Dad!" I cried. "Hey, sounds good to me!" Spence jabbed me. "Gee, I don't wanna give up his...your dad's...you know. We could do all kinds of stuff...all three of us!" "Spencer!" I cried, embarrassed by his lewd suggestion. "I cou..." "Uh, maybe that's going a bit too far, you little perv," he said to Spence. "But I can't see any reason we three can't have a ball...long as you're between us." "I don't know..." I hesitated. "Hell, kid, we've seen each other in action already. Got you turned on pretty good, and I sure got a kick outta seein' you suckin' cock!" Dad saw us through college and just helped us get our first house. Yes, the old fart still comes around to get his hole licked. A while back he got so excited watching us fuck, he's started getting into that, too. First he fucked Spence...now he takes us both on one after the other. Lemme tell you, slamming it to your old man is fantastic! Comments appreciated...please mention story name. bawdypen@hotmail.com