NICHOLAS AND HIS FATHER
PART 1
The following story is fictional and bears no resemblance to any person living or dead and is intended as pure fantasy. The story contains sex between a teenage boy and an older man and mild scat themes. If this offends you or you are a minor do not read any further.
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Nicholas sat back on the toilet, spread his legs wider, grunted, sighed and pushed down on the big turd he was expelling from his teen boy anus. It moved another inch or so out of his arse, but still the big knobbly log required further attention and effort before it could be finally pinched off and fell into the bowl. Which was a good thing, as the boy was in no hurry. The smell from the first big turd already floating was rising fast, and his dick was stiff and well greased with Vaseline. He loved to stroke his shaft and masturbate as he took a shit. It had become a habit of recent months.
Like many boys his age he was addicted to masturbation and would take every opportunity to fondle his 5" dick, but privacy and the chances to really do so were often limited to bed, the shower and the toilet. He was fourteen years old and had been seriously playing with himself for a number of years. But as the hormones began to kick in the habit had turned to obsession. He thought about sex and all it's infinite possibilities instead of focussing on school- work, felt in a constant state of arousal and would erect at any time of the day or night irrespective or where he was or who he was with and only found consolation and relief when he was playing with his dick and pulling it till he blew a wad of thick boy cum. The boy was a serious masturbator. He had also discovered that his body functions had so much sexual potential. The act of taking a piss had become quite a horny experience for him and he had also found that the act of shitting also felt amazing: particularly if he played with himself as the turds dropped from his anus.
He had also very recently started to play with his shit hole and had inserted a finger into the canal, pushing it in deeper and deeper each time. He really enjoyed looking at it after it was withdrawn and smelling his dirty finger when he removed it and had even stuck it into his mouth and sucked it when he was feeling very excited on a couple of occasions. This in turn led to him not wiping his arse properly. That way whenever he needed to he had a dirty bum hole, which he could smell and finger while he played with himself. Nicholas was turning into quite a dirty boy.
The very same thought ran through his father's head as he sorted out the dirty laundry basket at his place several kilometres away. He and his wife had been divorced since Nicholas was about ten. He looked forward to every second weekend when his son would come and stay. They were reasonably close, perhaps not as close as Don would have liked, but he loved his son and could see that he was developing into a young man. He was aware of a number of physical changes that were taking place as the boy had begun to move into adolescence: he had suddenly grown taller but was still a little lanky and had not filled out yet. He had noticed hairs on the boy's legs and underarms and had also noticed that inevitable "boy smell" of old socks and body odour in his room that all teenage boys seemed to have no matter how much deodorant they used when he left top return to his mother. But what Don really noticed were the several pairs of Nick's underpants that were stuffed into the laundry basket. The white "Y" fronts had several large piss stains on the front and he knew that the crusty yellow deposits smeared across the front were undoubtedly semen. The boy had either ejaculated into them or had used them to wipe up his cum after masturbating. But it was the seat of the underpants that Don found the most intriguing. Several large gashes of dark brown ran along the seat and there were a few small lumps of solid matter. These were serious skid marks that indicated his son was not wiping himself properly after he had taken a shit or had forgotten to do so. Don recalled his own teenage years and could remember his own desperate need to masturbate in the toilet, and the associated guilt or fear of being found out as he rushed out of the toilet as fast as he could, hoping desperately that no one would have noticed how long he had been in there or question the sounds that had been emanating from the room. On more than one occasion he had also forgotten to wipe himself in his urgent need to get out of there having blown another wad and had discovered to his horror the ensuing brown smears on his own shorts. Perhaps Nicholas was in the same position? Being in an all female household with just his mother would not have been easy for his son and he at least could remember and understand how the boy was probably feeling.
As these thought ran through his mind, Don was absent-mindedly standing by the washing machine, touching the boys underpants, looking at the cum stains and skid marks he found himself feeling strangely aroused. He had worked hard and had let himself go a bit. He was a tall and quite hairy man, with a solid body and thick thighs and legs. His belly had developed and he was often unshaven and avoided dressing up, preferring instead to be comfortable. He had not had sex with anyone for a number of years and like his son had re-discovered the joys of masturbation since divorcing. Of course, as an older man he was much more adept at the practice and had found coupling the habit with pornography particularly gratifying. His wife had been very prudish about sex and had not really enjoyed it. When Don tried to initiate the idea of anal sex into their marital relations, she was horrified and things slowly fell apart from there. He had a good collection of movies and surfed the net regularly. His tastes had also developed over the years. As a newly liberated and free single man he had been able to indulge himself through exploration and exposure to some very hard- core stuff. He found much of it very horny, in fact the dirtier the better.
His dick was feeling quite stiff and he began to rub himself with his free hand while still looking at his son's dirty underpants. He found himself imaging his son's body whilst wearing the "Y fronts, his teenage male body, his stiff little dick and his dirty anus. He was caught between the feelings of lust that were gathering in his groin and the strong sense of guilt he was also experiencing. He was thinking about his son in a sexual way, in a way that he had not previously considered. He had little experience of homo-sex, but the little he had was very enjoyable. On the net he had found a number of images of men with big dicks quite erotic and had fantasised about putting another man's cock into his mouth and sucking it. He had also found bi-sexual stuff to be quite interesting and in particular when men stuck their dicks into each other's arses he was fascinated. His own anus and crack were very hairy and he had also found inserting a finger into his bum hole while pulling himself to be very enjoyable.
The underpants in his hands had held his son's cock and balls. They were sweaty and moist. He brought them to his nose and sniffed deeply. They smelt of a young boy, his own son and the musky, bitter aroma of shit and dried spoof. Don moaned and slowly undid the cord to his track-pants. They feel to the floor and he slid down his boxer shorts and started yanking his own thick, fat six and a half inch cock vigorously. He felt incredibly horny. Lost in it now, he seriously pulled himself, smelling and licking the underpants, rubbing them over his own tool and then wiping them along his own crack and arsehole, so that his son's smells merged with his own. Inhaling deeply he was close. He jacked his dick really hard, breathing heavily and moaning as his wad blew out of his dick and onto Nicholas's skid marked undies. Thick globules of semen coated the dirty underpants and Don's body was in spasm as he slid and rubbed his dick in the filth of his son's dirty undies.
As he returned to earth he wondered whether he should give them back to his son, wash them or keep them for future use. Whatever he decided to do, he knew that he had to have a serious father and son talk with his son about his toilet habits, masturbation and his growing sexual feelings.
However, it was still over ten days till Nicholas was scheduled for his next visit and Don gave a lot of consideration as to exactly how he would broach the subject of his son's dirty underpants with him. A number of possibilities presented themselves and in the intervening days, the father of the boy found his own fantasies becoming much nastier and perverted than they had previously been. He had not washed the pair of "Y" fronts that were caked in his son's shit and had taken to wearing them around the house and masturbating into them. They stretched obscenely around less than one third of his large hairy bum cheeks so that most of his crack was revealed and in front they pushed his big balls and fat cock flat against the straining dirty white fabric. When on the john himself, he had begun to become aware of just how good it felt to have a big shit and the erotic feelings involved in pushing a big log out of his own hairy anus. He had looked at his hole with a mirror and had even inserted a finger into his bum, pushing it around and deep into his rectum. On several occasions he did not wipe himself after dumping and his own shit melded with that of his son in the seat of the cotton fabric. Nicholas's underpants had become truly filthy, streaked with large skid marks and crusty with deposits of semen from both the boy and his father.
His regular phone calls with Nicholas were quite normal and the boy had no idea what lay in store for him when Don picked him up on that Friday evening. They chatted and joked on the way home about what had been happening and both seemed pleased to be in the company of the other. Nicholas was glad to see his Dad. He missed him but had begun to realise that he did not really know his father very well as a man and longed to do so. What would it be like he thought to be a big hairy guy like Dad, to have a hairy chest and big thighs and lots or hair around your dick and balls? Would I look like my father when I fully developed and grew up? Would I be hairy and start receding when I was his age? What was it like to be man? What was I going to do with my life? What would Dad say if he only knew some of the things I had been doing with myself? Nicholas was enjoying seeing his Dad, but also had begun to feel guilty about some of his habits. What if Dad caught me at it or found out about it? Was I sick? Normal boys don't like playing with their assholes while watching turds come out and masturbating while doing so.
They had finished dinner and the TV was on. While Don stacked the dishwasher, Nicholas went to his room to unpack and get changed. He needed a piss and went via the toilet. He went in, closed the door and turned on the light. He was immediately struck by the smell, which was very strong. Undoing his fly and lifting the toilet seat he was greeted by an amazing sight. There before him, floating, were two of the biggest turds he had ever seen in his life. They were a deep chocolate brown colour, knobbly and one was at least nine inches long and very thick. The other one was also thick but a bit shorter. Another small, fat nugget completed the picture. The bowl was full of shit. Nicholas found his uncontrollable dick beginning to stiffen in his hands. He quickly glanced back to ensure the door was closed and looked again at the sight before him. Here in the bowl were two big turds that had come out of his Dad's ass. His father's shit was right there in front of him and he wanted to anoint and cover the shit of his father with his own cum, his boy juice. Don had sat on the john and pushed those two monsters out of his hairy asshole. Wow! Would my turds be this big when I became a man? Inhaling deeply and feasting his eyes on the toilet bowl, Nicholas began to pull himself off. He pushed his pants down to his ankles and started to play with his ass. His finger began to circle his hole with two fingers as he pushed his ass back, bent his legs and really started to wank his dick in earnest with his free hand. He was imaging his Dad shitting in front of him, watching these two turds slide out of his asshole while both Dad and he played with their dicks, masturbating them-selves together. Nicholas gave himself over to it and was breathing heavily, clenching his arse cheeks together intending to push the semen up and into his shaft as fast as possible so that his Dad would not notice what was going on.
But of course Don knew exactly what was going on. He quickly tiptoed out to be near the toilet door as soon as he heard the door close and could hear the unmistakable sounds of masturbation within. He could hear Nicholas breathing heavily and the rhythmic slapping of hand on his cock as it was pulled and jerked.
He heard small moans of pleasure and sighs and grunts as his son neared his orgasm. He estimated it would not be long now. His son was about to ejaculate all over the toilet bowl. The father placed his hand on the door- knob and opened it quickly, giving his son no time to do anything. There in the toilet was his son Nicholas with his trousers around his ankles astride the toilet bowl. His hands were clenched tightly around his very stiff and engorged penis and his arsehole was protruding open as two fingers were rammed inside his hole. His son's eyes were ablaze and his mouth fell suddenly open as he yelled:
"Dad!!"
As Don feigned surprise and also reacted saying:
"Oh hell...shit...sorry mate" a big spurt of semen shot out from Nick's dick and onto Don's tracksuit leg.
The boy gasped and another shot flew into the air and they both watched it drop onto the floor. It was as if the whole scene were being enacted in slow motion. Several other dribbles and spurts followed as Nicholas, in spasm from the intensity of his orgasm and the shock at being discovered by his father, tried to cover himself. Don stood there also in a kind of shock but also excited by the scene before him and also having discovered his son in such an intimate and personal act. A sort of very awkward silence descended and Don finally said:
"God, I'm sorry Nick. I didn't know what you were doing...look don't be embarrassed...look...ah sorry. I'll go."
He turned, left and closed the door. Nicholas was mortified and had no idea what to do. He cleaned himself up with toilet paper, flushed the toilet and pulled his pants up. He took a very deep breath and went straight to his room and closed the door. He felt sick in his stomach, his heart was racing and he was bright red. What was he going to say to his Dad? How could he ever look him in the face again? His father had just caught him masturbating while fingering himself. As he tried to re-play the whole thing in his head and piece together what had just happened, there was a knock on the door and his father's voice:
"Nicholas, can I come in? I'm so sorry. I had no idea you were in there. Please don't be upset. Nicholas, please open the door. Let's talk about it"
The boy was silent for a minute but realised he could not hide forever. He opened the door and sat on the bed. Don entered and sat down next to him.
"Nicholas, please don't be embarrassed about what just happened. I'm your father. Nothing you could do would ever stop me loving you. We are both guys here and you are growing into a man. Masturbation is a perfectly normal thing. It's part of growing up. All boys do it. All men do too and those that say they don't well, they're lying. I masturbate too Nicholas. I enjoy it. Playing with yourself is a very normal and healthy thing to do. It's all just part of growing up. You are starting to grow into a man, son. You are at your sexual peak and you have all these hormones racing around inside of you and the only outlet is pulling yourself off. Believe me I know. I was your age once. So come on, don't be upset. Talk to me son. Tell me about it...ask me some questions if you want. We have spoken about sex before but that was about the plumbing, babies and stuff. Let's talk about sex as men. Don't be afraid mate...
Nicholas was feeling a bit embarrassed by the talk and still in shock about what had just happened but his ears pricked up when his father admitted to masturbating and actually enjoying it. His father was also being very reasonable about the whole thing:
" I just feel a bit of an idiot Dad"
"But why son? Looks to me like you were having a damn good time in there. You sure know how to pull that thing. Maybe we should get you some Vaseline, so that when you need to do it, you do properly. Vaseline makes it feel so much better"
"Is that what you use Dad?" Nicholas asked quietly.
"Pretty much. I find it provides much better friction on my dick and if you are going to masturbate a lot, you need lubrication, otherwise your penis can feel sore and become red. How long have you been masturbating Nick?
"Ah well Dad... I'm not sure" His voice trailed off.
"If you're like me probably most of your life. It's a very normal thing to do son. And I can tell that you are exploring all parts of your body, which is a good thing. You need to learn about what turns you on. There is more to a man's body than just his dick and balls"
"What do you mean Dad?"
"Well Nick, I couldn't help but notice that you were fingering yourself. You had two fingers up your bum when I walked in. Your anus is quite erogenous and it can be very horny when it's rubbed or massaged by a finger or something else.
"Like what?"
"Well a tongue, or a dildo or another man's penis. The prostate gland when stimulated can be very sensitive. My own prostate is very sensitive. Why sometimes mate, and this is a bit of a man to man secret that I'd like to share with you, but I sometimes get an erection when I take a shit."
There was a stunned silence. Finally Nicholas spoke up:
Wow Dad! That happens to... me... too"
"Does it Nick? It's very normal. It can feel so good to take a shit can't it? Your bum is full of shit and then you sit down and you begin to feel it slide out of your arse..."
"And you push down and you have a big turd hanging from your hole"
"That's right Nick, it feels so fucking good doesn't it?
Don was enjoying the conversation with his son and his dick was feeling quite stiff in his underpants
"Oh yeah Dad it sure does. Gee, I had no idea that you felt this way. I thought I was a bit weird thinking about this kind of stuff"
"No Nicholas, you definitely are not weird. I think it's really good that we can talk about this kind of stuff together, man to man. I must have forgotten to flush the toilet this morning. It sure did smell a bit rank in there. Sorry about that"
"It's cool Dad. You certainly must have had a big dump. Those turds were huge"
"I usually do pretty big ones. What about you mate?
"Mine are big too"
"So they should be. You are a growing boy and eating a lot. You should be having at least two very big shits a day and I would imagine expelling very thick heavy turds"
"Dad you are so right. I can have some very thick ones. It can sometimes be hard to push them out"
"Is that when you get stiffies mate, when you are trying to push out those big, thick logs?"
"Yeah Dad. It just feels so good and with the smell and everything"
"Your arse must get pretty smelly then too?
"Yeah it can."
"My arse gets very smelly too Nicholas. You'll find that as you develop and get older"
"How come?"
"Well my arse is pretty hairy. You will probably be hairy there too if you are like the old man. I have a lot of hair on my arse cheeks and in my crack and around the anus hole itself. It can be hard to wipe it after having a big shit. So when you sweat and the shit mixes together you have one very smelly arse-hole.
"I think I am getting some hairs around my hole Dad. I find wiping my bum can be hard too some times"
"May be I should take a look at it sometime for you and see how you are developing"
"OK Dad. But only if I can have a look at yours."
"Anytime"
Dad, can I ask a question. You might think it's a bit weird"
"Ask anything son. I think it's great that we are having this conversation. I am enjoying it. It makes me fell very close to you Nicholas"
"Me too Dad. How do you wipe your arse after you've had a shit?
"Well, I usually stand up, fold the paper and smear it around my hole. It's kind of hard to explain I guess"
"Yeah I think I get it"
"It's probably easier if you are interested, that I actually show you. Would that be OK? Would you like that Nicholas? Would you like to see your father take a shit""
"Yes Dad. I really would"
"Then perhaps you could show me how you wipe yours as well"
"Sure"
"Tell you what. Tomorrow, I'll let you know when I need to take a shit. If you want to come, you can watch me and then I'll show you how I wipe my arsehole."
"That would be good Dad. Really good"
They both looked at each other and then slowly embraced. The next day Nicholas and his Father had agreed that they were about to share one of the most intimate acts two people can engage in. The Dad would show his son how he took a shit and then wiped himself. Don hoped that Nicholas would then shit for him and together they would show their dirty, unwiped anuses to each other. Neither was sure where they were heading, but they both seemed to like the direction things were going in.
It was going to be a very interesting day!