Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2001 06:08:25 -0500 (EST)
From: Marc <Rim4you@webtv.net>
Subject: Raunchy Boy (Part 2)

Disclaimer:

The following story deals with incest, watersports and scat.  Topics
which some may find immoral, disgusting and offensive yet practiced
among gay men.  If you have a problem dealing with these topics or are
under the age of eighteen, STOP HERE!

Raunchy Boy (Part 2)
by Rim4you

Chapter 1

The phone rang.  Dad excused himself to go downstairs to answer it.

"I'll be back, Joel, in a couple of minutes."

In that interval of time I realised what my Dad had walked into.  The
fact the he had caught me jacking off didn't dismay me.  He had walked
in on me going at it on several occassions.  We had even discussed
mastubation and his view was that there was nothing wrong with it and
that is was normal for boys my age to masturbate.

However, this time something seemed different moreso because I
verbalized that I wanted he to stay.  Was I asking him to join me?

Now I began to think that I had overstepped my boundaries and that he'd
return to my room with a stern lecture ready.  Or would he?  Or would he
simply dismiss it all and say nothing?

I was scared and excited all at the same time, much as I was in the
lockeroom at school earlier.  But the events of earlier in the day
seemed to fall into place quite naturally.  Now things seemed to feel
quite different.  Perhaps I had acted upon my impulses too quickly.
Perhaps Dad would overlook what I had just said as merely sexual talk
and nothing more.

My heart began to beat wildly when I heard Dad's heavy footsteps slowly
ascending the stairs.  He paused at my bedroom door which was slightly
ajar.  I expected the worse.

"That was Alan.  He'll be over at around seven-thirty,"  Dad said.

I looked at my clock on the nightstand.  That would be a couple of
hours.  What now?

"Dad?"

"I'll be back in a couple of minutes, Joel."

That didn't ease my mind any.  Perhaps he was going to think of how I
was going to be punished?  I lay back down on my bed resigned to the
fact that I made a serious blunder and now had to face the consequences.

I glanced down at my cock.  It was still rock hard and wanting
attention.  I picked up Alan's jockstrap and sniffed it again.  All I
knew was that I needed to cum again.

Chapter 2

I began stroking my cock very slowly enjoying every sensation.  I moved
my fingers down to my ass and toyed with my asshole.  It was still moist
from the tongue lashing Coach Stevens had given it.  I closed my eyes
and let my mind drift back to the events in the lockeroom.  I was lost
in my fantasies which had finally become a reality.  So deeply was I
engrossed in every vivid detail of what had happened to me that I didn't
realise the added stimulation I was receiving.

I began to moan softly enjoying the pleasure being given to my cock.  At
first I thought I was leaking pre-cum like crazy because I could feel
something wet on my cock.  I contented myself that that was it as I
pinched my nipple with one hand and pressed Alan's jockstrap to my face.

"Fuck!"  I gasped, gyrating my hips.

Now the sensation had changed.  Now my throbbing cock was being engulfed
into something warm and very wet.  I knew then that no fantasy or wet
dream could feel that realistic.  My cock was being sucked!

I could feel the warm lips wrapped around my shaft gliding up and down
and a tongue flicking the sensitive underside of my cock.  It felt
absolutely wonderful.

The only person who had given me a blowjob before was Alan and this sure
did not feel like Alan's kind of blowjob!  No.  This time the feeling
was much more intense.  Much slower and more methodical and capable of
swallowing every single inch of my cock.  A feat that Alan, try as he
might, could not do.  No.  The blowjob I was receiving now was being
done by someone who knew how to suck cock.

Dare I open my eyes or should I just mellow out and enjoy every single
tingling sensation?  Slowly I slid the jockstrap from off of my face,
reluctant to let go of the scent it contained that aroused me so much.

Cautiously I barely opened my eyes.  Just enough to see the blonde
haired head bobbing ever so slowly up and down my hard cock.  I smiled
and moaned my pleasure as I thust my hips upwards to fuck the mouth that
was pleasing me.

I delighted in the slurpiing sounds and the feel of something wet
trickling over my balls.  I watched through half closed eyes as a rather
large hand caressed my stomach and slowly swirl upwards towards my
nipple.  Grasping my nub between fingers I felt instantly the pleassure
of pain.  Not a hurting pain.  Rather one that enhanced the sensation I
was feeling which was coursing throughout my entire body.

I reached down and softly stroked the arm that rested on my chest.

"Dad!  Dad!"  I whispered softly.

The recognition was answered by another tweak of my nipple without
taking his mouth away from my cock.  I suppose I wasn't going to be
punished for my rather blatant advances after all!

I opened my eyes fully to see my Dad kneeling between my outstreatched
legs sucking my cock.  From what I could gather he was naked.

Now my Dad is no eyesore.  He became a father at the age of eighteen.
Like Coach, Dad had joined the Marine Corps and had the physique to
prove it.  He still worked out at the gym three times a week.  Although
he was brawny as hell, he was a gentle man with a kind heart.  He meant
everything in the world to me and I must confess he worked very hard to
see to it that I lacked for nothing.

Chapter 3

I knew that if Dad didn't stop sucking me, as much as I enjoyed it, I
would cum all to quickly.  I didn't want that to happen.  I wanted to
prolong things for as long as I possibly could.

"I don't want to cum yet, Dad!"  I moaned.  "Please don't make me cum
just yet."

Dad stopped.  He realeased his mouth from my cock and sighed as he
kissed every inch of my dick.  He moved his mouth lower and licked my
balls.

I watched as he tongued my ball sack and them sucked them into his
mouth.  He tugged at them gently.

"That feels so fucking good, Dad!"  I gasped.  "Suck on my balls!  Yank
on 'em!"

Dad swirled my nuts in his mouth and every now and then he'd jerk his
head back to give them a good yank.  I went delerious with the pleasure
he was giving me.

Popping my balls out of his mouth he worked his way lower.  I knew where
he was heading so I raised my legs.  He grasped me behind my knee caps
and pushed my legs towards my chest spreading my asscheeks wide and
revealing to him my puckered asshole.
He gazed at my hole and smiled and licked his lips.

"My ass is dirty, Dad!"  I said, offering a polite protest.

Like Coach Stevens, Dad lowered his head.  I could feel his nose against
my asshole and in the seconds that followed, hear his deep, raspy
breaths.

"Fucking sweet boy stink," he sighed, "fucking dirty hole!"

"You like that, Dad?  You like the way my ass stinks?"

"Yeah!  It turns me on, Joel!  You're turning me on, son!  All of you!"

I reached down and fingerd my asshole, slipping my finger into the moist
cavern.  In doing so I could feel my finger sinking into shit.  How
nasty would Dad get with me?  As raunchy as I wanted to be?

I withdrew my finger slowly and rubbed what I knew to be a slimy
substance over my asslips.

"Eat my ass, Dad!  Eat my dirty fuckhole!"

Dad dipped his head once more towards my hole.  I could hear him
sniffing.

"That's so nasty, Joel!  Fuck!"

"Eat it!  Eat my fucking shitty asshole, Dad!  I'm your raunchy boy!"

Dad gasped and buried his face in my trench.  He encircled him lips
around my asshole and lapped at it with his tongue sweeping my filth
into his mouth.  He then snapped his head back and shot up into a full
kneeling position.

"Fuck!  Fuck!"  he shouted, running his fingers over his brown tinged
lips.  "Fucking dirty ass!  Fucking stink, Joel!"

I shot him a wicked, seductive grin.

"It's what you want isn't it, Dad?

"Yes!  Yes!"

"You want me to be your fucking raunchy boy don't you?"

"Oh fuck!  Yes!"

"You want my filth?  My stink?"

"Give it to me, Joel!  All of it!  I want your stink, your raunch, your
filth!"

"Fucking pig!  Fucking ass slop whore!  Cock sucking, shit slurping
slut!"

"Oh yeah!  I'll be your fuckiing pig, son!  Give it to me as dirty as
you want!"

"Sit on my face, pig!  I want to smell and eat a jock-marine ass!
Please, Dad!"

Like earlier in the day, talking dirty seemed to put me in an hypnotic
state.  A frame of mind wherein all of my inhibitions seemed to crumble.
It was as though my cock had become my mind and that it dictated my
every move.  I couldn't  help nor resist the feelings that swept over
me.  The desires that were welling up within me was nothing short of
total depravity and sewer filth and I wanted it.   I wanted it from a
man!

I wanted to be a man's raunchy boy.

Chapter 4

Like a snake being charmed, I gazed at my Dad kneeling before me.  I
looked lustfully at his big cock throbbing and jerking between his
muscular legs.  I watched trancelike as his low hanging, hairy ball sack
swayed.  I wanted him.  I wanted every inch of him.  I wanted to wallow
in his manstink.

I gasped upon seeing his cock.  The cock that had sired me.  It was
huge!  A hefty piece of meat that I reckoned any man would be more than
proud of.

Dad noticed my gaze.  He grabbed hold of his cock at the base and
squeezed.  It appeared to me that it became even more engourged and
bigger.

"You like my big cock, Joel?"

"Fuck!"  I gasped.

"Wanna touch it?  Feel this big piece of man cock in your hand, huh?"

"That's a bull cock, Dad!"

"You got that right, Joel.  Bull cock.  Horse cock or whatever the fuck
you wanna call it!  It's big and juicy, Joel.  It likes to be stroked
and sucked.  Nothing turns me on more than ramming my big cock up some
guys shitty hole!  I need to get off, son."

"You've fucked alot of guys, Dad?"

"Oh yeah.  I get my fair share of asshole to fuck but not many guys like
to fuck dirty and stink.  I like to fuck the shit out of a guy.  Get
real dirty and messy.  I guess you and I are alike.  We're raunchy and
nasty to the core!"

As Dad talked he stroked his cock leaking his pre-cum which oozed out of
his pisshole onto my dick.

Dad's next move was to crawl his way up and over me, swinging around so
that his full, hairy ass was staring me in the face.

"Go ahead, son.  I know you want my ass.  Smell it.  Kiss it.  Lick it.
It's nice and ripe.  Eat my fucking ass, raunchy boy!"

The pungent aroma of his ass was the first thing to hit me.  A strong,
ripe, robust scent that sent my head spinning with desire and lust.  I
grazed my nose up and down Dad's sweaty ass crack savouring the heady
smell.  Indeed, it was stink, foul and disgusting but a kind of
repugnance that only aroused me.

"Yeah!  Fuck!  Smell my nasty ass!  Fucking smells like shit dosen't
it?"

I groaned as I buried my face into the forest like trench of swirling
hair.

"Gonna make you smell like a man's asshole!"  Dad grunted, as he rubbed
his moist, sweaty ass over my face.  "Fuck yeah!  Making my boy smell
like a man!  You like smelling like an asshole, Joel?"

"Yes!  Fuck yes!"  I groaned.  "Make me smell like shit, Dad!  I wanna
smell like your turds!  Your fucking, stinking turds!"

"Yeah!  That's my raunchy boy.  Gonna make you smell like my
motherfucking shithole!  My stink, dirty shithole!"

Reaching up I pried my Dad's asscheeks apart.

"That's it, son!  Spread those stink asscheeks wide.  Oh yeah!  Get that
pig nose right up to my stinkhole and snort my man funk!"

I placed my nose smack dab against the putrid hole and inhaled deeply.
The stench was more rancid than Alan's jockstrap and with each breath I
took I could feel my dick jerking wildly.

"Fucking gonna blow you a stink ass kiss now, son!  Want Dad's special
kiss, raunchy boy?"

"Yes!"  I groaned.

Dad bore down and I could feel his asslips flare open followed by a
powerful burst of foul wind that ripped loudly, sloppily and wet from
his asshole and shot right up my nose.  I shoved my face deeper and more
forcefully into his trench.

"Aaahhh!  Yeah!  Fuckiing stinking you up real good now."

"Mmmmmm!  Mmmmmm!"  I moaned,  "Get nasty with me, Dad!  I want it real
dirty!"

"I know what you want, raunchy boy!  Dad's gonna pack his hole up nice
and full for you.  It may not be tonight, Joel, but real soon."

"You promise, Dad?"

"Count on it, son."

Owing to the fact that Alan would be coming over, I had to content
myself with sniffing and eating out Dad's ass.  I savoured what juices I
could suck out of his asshole as once again he wrapped his lips around
my cock and sucked furiously.

This time I couldn't hold back.  I could feel my balls drawing and
tightening against my body.  Smelling and slurping on my Dad's ass was
all too much.  Likewise, Dad was pounding on his meat, his hand flying
up and down his shaft.

"Fuck!  Fuck!"  I groaned loudly, as I arched my back and felt my cock
explode, releasing my creamy load into Dad's mouth.

At the same time Dad let out a long, gutteral moan and I could feel his
warm wad splattering on my flesh.

Panting with emotion, Dad rolled off to the side of me.

"Jeez!"  he gasped.  "Fuck!"

"Am I your raunchy boy, Dad?"

"Oh yes, Joel!  Oh yes!"  Dad responded, licking his warm sperm from my
body.

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