Paul was becoming a man. New sensations and new discoveries fueled a mad desire for all things sexual. And while it had developed over time, it really began in earnest when he hit puberty in his early teens.
Showering after the gym, he and his buddies had started noticing changes in their bodies; changes that signaled the beginning of virility and manhood. Hair was growing in places that had once been baby smooth. Testicles were dropping and filling enlarged and lower hanging sacks. Their child-sized cocks had started descending as well and plumping into man-size weapons of sex. Of course, boners were becoming more frequent and unpredictable!
All of these changes came as no surprise to Paul. His dad, Leon, had always been very candid and open with his son about sex and becoming a man. From an early age, and especially when Paul's mom wasn't around to chastise, Leon would hang out in his underwear. Occasionally, he'd even shower and walk around naked in front of his son. So Paul knew all too well the differences between his small penis and the big, impressive and bushy cock his dad sported between his legs. He was also keenly aware that his dad's hairy chest, pits, stomach and ass were very different from his own. His dad was a veritable gorilla in Paulie's eyes.
Even as open and forthright as his dad had been growing up, one of the changes that caught Paul a bit by surprise was the new smells produced by his body. While he'd watched his dad getting ready for work for years, he already knew about deodorant and the need to keep his pits washed and fresh. However, no one had explained to him that his unwashed cock, balls and crack would begin to take on a funk of their own as his body matured into manhood. So that explained the new smell he was noticing in the locker room after playing basketball or wrestling around with his buds.
After he got home from school one day, Paul saw a note on the fridge that his dad wanted to talk to him. Thinking nothing of it, since he hadn't done anything wrong (or had he?), he ran out into the garage to find his dad. As usual, Leon was exactly where Paul expected to find him, stretched out underneath his old '67 Shelby, working on the `this or that' which always seemed to need fixing.
Paul knew better than to startle his dad; so he quietly walked over to him. As he bent down to say hello, he noticed his dad's shorts were slightly twisted and one of his dad's balls was kind of peeking out of his shorts leg. More than the unexpected surprise of seeing his dad's egg-sized nut, he was hit by a smell that seared thru his nostrils like wildfire. The intoxicating stink of his dad's sweaty manhood temporarily paralyzed the boy as his brain struggled to reconcile between repulsion and some odd attraction. While he remembered getting a faint whiff of that smell before without knowing it, his mind quickly connected the dots as to its forbidden source.
About that time, Leon slid out from under the car to find his son who was slightly embarrassed at being caught pondering his dad's stink. As usual, Leon seemed to take his son's curiosity in stride as he stood up and adjusted his heavy ball back into the confines of his dirty work shorts. Seizing on the opportunity for this life lesson, however, Leon pulled Paul over to the workbench to have a chat with his son.
Leon, not being one to beat around the bush, cut straight to the point. He explained that Paulie's mom had complained about her teenage son's developing smells. She had apparently told his dad he wasn't doing enough to control his natural body odors and begged Leon to have a talk with him about his hygiene. Knowing he could ask anything, Paul asked if the smells his mom meant were the same smells his dad was producing right now. With a twisted grin, Leon slid his hand down the front of his shorts. He rustled around for a minute or so as if he were looking for lost keys. Then, retrieving his hand, he held his fingers up to his nose and answered with a nod and definitive "Yup!" Both father and son laughed out loud at the thought of mom being so disgusted by their smell. It was obviously something that neither of them seemed to have really noticed or given a shit about.
What happened next, however, caught young Paul completely by surprise. His dad reached over and held his outstretched digit under Paul's nose telling him to take a sniff. Paul felts his cock swell in his pants as the undeniable stink of his dad's day-old nut sack and cock filled his sinuses. Removing his fingers from under his boy's nose, Leon told Paul to reach into his own pants and have a feel around to see if he too were producing the pungent aroma his father had shared. Paul wasted no time reaching down at his father's request and rubbing his swollen cock and balls. Leon encouraged him to reach all the way down below his balls to make sure. Finally, he pulled his hand back and his dad watched as he sniffed his own fingers. Wow! The same stink his dad had just shared was all over his own hand.
Paul froze for a minute, not knowing what to say or do. Sensing his son's awkwardness, dad leaned in and took a whiff of his son's fingers just as he'd asked Paul to do a few seconds early. The fact that both seemed to get high on the smell his mom had found so repugnant amused Paul. Both now watched as their hands voluntarily went back for another round of pocket pool. After a few minutes both were sniffing their own fingers and sharing the stink with each other. Needless to say, father and son now were sporting massive erections from the taboo exchange of mansmells.
Wanting to keep this moment between dad and son, Leon walked over to the garage door and locked it from the inside. He then returned to his son. Without asking, he reached down and lowered his shorts exposing his massive swollen member. Both father and son were overwhelmed by the stink released into the air by his dad's unshowered cock. Paul quickly followed suit adding his own teenage funk to the heady mixture of stink that was now swirling around in the garage.
Paul felt emboldened by this unexpected intimacy and openness from his dad. Without hesitation, he knelt down just inches from his dad's bulging nine inch cock and balls. He looked up at his dad with curious eyes asking if he could smell the source of the stink they'd both shared. Leon didn't waste any time reaching down to hold his cock up, exposing his balls and taint for the boy's curious nose.
Paul leaned forward into his dad's hairy crotch Taboo inhibitions of inappropriateness disappeared into the heat of the moment as he inhaled the stink his father was so gladly offering. Paul's head spun as he inhaled deeply from his father's crotch. The strong scent of cock and ball sweat was overpowering the lad as his own cock strained for release. As his nose almost touched his dad's huge sack, Paul picked up a new smell that was mixing with his dad's dank dick smell. Paul looked up into his dad's face as he raised his fingers to his dad's cock and balls. Leon nodded approval as his son slid a finger between his thighs along his taint to capture a sample of the new-found smell.
When Paul pulled his finger back from his dad's beefy crack, he was overwhelmed. He had been correct. His dad's butt crack was the source of an even headier stink than his cock and balls had produced. Paul swiftly lifted the finger to his nose inhaling the oddly familiar yet foreign scent as he noticed the undeniable flecks of brown on his knuckles. The sight of his dad's shit on his hand threw Paulie for a loop. He didn't know whether to be grossed out or not. Oddly, all he could think about was smelling his finger to discover the new fragrance added by his dad's shit.
Leon could see his son's hesitance and kneeled down. He joined Paul as they both sniffed the finger even more lost in their forbidden exchange. As both father and son reveled in the heady smell, Leon asked Paul if he wanted a full dose of this new forbidden mansmell. Never wanting this moment to end, Paulie nodded his consent. He watched as his dad slowly stood, turned and spread his hairy, beefy ass cheeks exposing his pouty asshole. Like the rest of his ass, Paul noticed his dad's crack and hole were densely covered in fur. Coupled with the unexpected pleasure of being this close to and seeing his dad's exposed shit hole, the smell had become overpowering. The hair around his dad's puckered hole was matted with the obvious residue of shit left after Leon's last dump.
On autopilot, Paul leaned forward to envelope himself in this most taboo of odors as his dad ordered him to take a deep breath. Drunk on sensory overload, he marveled as his dad's ass ring expanded and released a loud belch of the most intoxicating and nasty stench right into his expanding lungs. Collapsing in ecstasy and without touching his throbbing teenage cock, the boy shuddered as he deposited volley after volley of watery, white jizz all over his dad's ankles and naked hairy feet.
Feeling the warmth of his son's release, Leon turned around aiming his enormous flared cock cannon at his trembling son. With a couple of quick tugs along the length of his engorged member, four days worth of his own baby batter shot all all over his son's face. Exhausted himself, Leon extended his hand and helped his shaking son off the garage floor. With his cock snot still dripping from his son's nose and cheeks, Leon pulled his son close and licked the deposit off his boy in order to hide any evidence of their indiscretion. Father and son looked at each other's relaxed and satisfied expressions knowing they'd discovered a closeness and a bond that would last for a lifetime. No matter how long, Paul knew he was determined to enjoy his dad's smells every chance he got. Who knew? Maybe he'd want a taste too!!!