b/b, M/b, M/M, bb, FF, oral, anal, scat, smoking Marlboros
Complete fantasy. Never happened and we don't encourage it. Read, sniff, enjoy, then go home and keep your hands and your noses to yourself.
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SHIT DADS CLUB PART 2
THE DISCOVERIES
I ran home after that scene with the kid in the toilet, stinking of shit. It sat like a cloud of filth around my head and in my hands. I smiled every time I breathed the scent of waste, thinking about the next time I could indulge. I waited until right before I knew my dad was coming home to shower and wash the stink off. I noticed the lingering scent remained. Dad and I ate dinner mom had prepared, then she left, as she often did. He and I laid on the couch together after watching TV, his big hairy arm on my shoulder, my head resting against his chest. He kept rubbing my hair and every so often leaning in and sniffing, I thought. I felt tremendously self-conscious that I might be found out, but he didn't say anything. Then he'd light up a Marlboro and the smoke encased us, mixing with the soft shit odor.
It reminded me of he and I when I was really young. We'd be in the bathroom taking long shits on weekend mornings together. Mom would run off somewhere; alone, dad would set up my toilet seat near him and we'd sit. I'd catch glimpses of his huge horse cock hanging down into the water, but wasn't really aware of it sexually at that point. I do remember the sound of crackling and then a plop as his turds came out and hit the water. He'd always sit up and look down at them, say what a huge one that was, comment on how it curled around the whole rim; his cock always came up wet and sometimes smeared with brown on the tip. He'd lite up his cigs and smoke and read the paper, without flushing. I'd take my little boy shit and just sit there smelling our festering waste, in awe of the beautiful man I called dad. He'd read his paper and kinda ignore me, but I always caught him just looking at me, too, a look of love, and something else, in his eyes.
Summer break was coming up soon and I couldn't wait. I was wrestling and working out every day and eating like an animal. Subsequently, my dumps were enormous. I'd run my fingers along my dirty ass after and taste the deliciousness of my shit, but was afraid at first of getting too messy.
Finally school was over and I had the house all to myself, all day long. I waited for Mom and dad to be gone and rushed to get to the bathroom. I grabbed a plate along the way figuring it would be easier to work with the shit that way. There were mirrors all on either wall of the bathroom so I squatted down and watched my asshole open and a monster turd slowly make its way out and curl over and over on the plate. It was a beautiful chocolate brown one, smelling intense and making my mouth water. I watched my self in the mirror take one end and start to suck it like a cock, jerking off furiously. As soon as I actually bit the now softened end off, I shot a load. Didn't even have time to shoot it on the shit I was so excited.
But there I was with this full plate and my cock didn't go down; so I just kept eating. I'd suck a piece, get it kinda soft then let it hit the back of my throat, bite off and start chewing. The taste was so different than anything in the world, the sensation of dirtiness and perversion from this forbidden act made me crazy with lust. I'd reach forward with my mouth full of creamy chewed waste and suck my cock, now wanting to mix the cum with the shit. I kept eating and sucking and cumming and eating and cumming until my belly was full of shit, and I lay there panting.
Every day of the week I'd do this same ritual. I wasn't sure how to find that boy who'd initially introduced this dark world to me, since it was summer break, so I just settled on myself and my own shit.
At some point, though, as I was eating thru my daily plate of waste, a thought crossed my mind: that kid really got off on my cock up his ass, I wonder what something in there felt like.
So, shit mouthed, I prowled thru the house looking for cylindrical objects to try shoving in my ass. Broomstick was always a standby but maybe I could find something...
Just out of curiosity, I checked in my dads drawers. Under all his skivvies, each of which I sniffed, I found a prize: a long bronze rubber cock with a big head, almost the same as my own, a little longer, the head more bulbous, with a funny square base. And there was some kinda cream, elbow grease, there too. So I ran back to the bathroom and planted him on the floor, slathered cream like that kid had done to my cock, some on my asshole, and while I watched myself, let that cock penetrate my hole. At first it kinda hurt. I tensed up and my hole clammed shut. So I breathed and relaxed; as soon as I did, that big head popped right inside me! I looked at myself, my face of lust and delight and told myself, that feels fucking good.
I lifted off and tried it again. It popped in then went a little deeper. I kept on until I felt it passing something inside me that felt amazing. I sat back as it reached the bottom. Then I grabbed my shit plate and started eating and watching my self bounce on this big rubber dick while chewing a big mouthful of shit.
I was in the clouds with this intense feeling, overcome with lust. I tilted my head down and buried my face in the shit plate. I felt like I was in an ocean of shit surrounding my face and me sucking and eating as much as I could, while this rubber cock rhythmically went in and out of my hole. I lifted my head and looked at my shit coated face, smiled and smeared the shit all over my head and upper body, covering myself in waste, bouncing on the cock and jerking my cock. As I got close I bent forward and swallowed as much of my own cock as I could and sucked myself to yet another head exploding climax, guzzling the cum from my fat jizz-filled balls.
Wow.
I cleaned up and tried to get everything back in the drawer as it was.
Again, dinner with mom and dad. Dad smoking at table after looking at me quizzically, leaning forward to sniff me every so often.
Again mom left and dad and I laid on the couch, snuggled and close, him seeming to be breathing the stench that was for sure rising from my shit loving face and hair.
A couple days later, I prepared my shit plate and went back into dad's drawers. Wait what's this? Now there was ANOTHER of these orange rubber things, this one much thicker, kinda weird shaped and big. I got so excited it didn't even occur to me I might be getting set up. I brought both of these, well, toys, I guessed I could call them, and started with the regular one then the really big weird one. I broke a sweat with that one. The stretch of my hole was unbelievable; it felt like my insides were being pulled open. But it felt so fucking good. I slid down on it as I passed the big weird head part and it banged against something deep in me that made me moan and get lost in it. I closed my eyes and just banged my self against it over and over. I absently grabbed a hand full of shit and started filling my mouth and smearing my body and head as I banged and banged. I leaned forward and sucked and brought myself to cumming, hard. So hard I saw stars and had to lay on my side, the giant toy thing slowly starting to come out of me. I held it in place and banged again and again and again. This was a whole new level of sensation. It blew me away.
But it was time to clean up and replace everything.
Another night of food and TV with dad. This time I couldn't help notice that dad's monster cock was kinda hard under me. I know I was feeling it. He rubbed his hand on my forehead and thru my hair and held me tighter than other times. I was also throbbing hard but kept trying to hide it.
Wow.
A couple days later I was ready for that crazy thing inside me again, a particularly huge steamy dump waiting for me on the plate. On a whim, I checked in a couple other drawers.
Bingo! I couldn't believe what I pulled out. It was a big mans hand, like half of the praying hands, in that same bronze material! It was much bigger than my own hand in the same position, really big around the knuckles. So I ran back and put him on the closed toilet seat and pushed and pushed, sweating bullets, so concentrated until POP! He went in and filled my asshole. Wow nothing ever felt so intense so filling so completely drawing my whole consciousness to the point of that hand inside my hole. I bounced against it roughly, then pulled with effort to get him out. As soon as he was out I banged him back in. I got up and walked around with this thing in my hole and it felt amazing. I leaned into my shit plate, gulped in a mouthful then slowly lovingly covered my entire body with shit, making sure I got shit on every inch of me: my toes, my legs, my ass, my belly, my chest, arms, neck and head to the hair. I kept smearing and massaging the filth deep into my skin, feeling like I was just a giant turd myself with a huge rubber mans hand deep in my bowels. Then I pushed and popped the hand out of my hole.
As I looked at my hole I noticed how beautiful it was.
It stayed open!
The ring of my asshole was puffed out and as I pushed, I could see this bright red insides pushing out as well! It was beautiful!
I felt it with my hand and dug it into that red meat. My hand went in deep!
I kept pushing bending over somewhat and POP my hand went in!
What a feeling!
I pulled it out and pushed it back in, fucking myself with my own hand!
Then I bent down far and sucked my cock all the way into the back of my throat. I was bent over more than I'd ever done so my cock went deeper than ever. It slid in deep and I sucked and gagged. As I gagged I felt my hole squeeze hard on my hand. The sensation was mind blowing. I kept gagging and gagging until I just puked! All the shit I'd just eaten came whooshing out onto my cock and crotch and all over the floor!
In insane lust I scooped the stinking shit puke and fed it back to myself, swallowing it down and grabbing the large chunk left on the plate as well. I chewed this even nastier shit now mixed with puke. My hand went back in my hole and I started sucking and gagging again till I puked again. I was again reaching some new height of ecstasy and came harder once more than ever before!
I fell over onto my side panting in a puddle of shit puke, giggling and smearing it on my body. This was amazing! Nothing could beat this!
Nothing!
And, in a short time, I would discover that this was only the start!