Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2000 20:42:57 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: CAMPING DADS

(Incest, rimming, scat, w/s)

              CAMPING DADS--Part 1

  "Boy, it's nice to be away, hunh?" Phil gushed.
  "Yeah, it sure is," Dave agreed, turning slightly on his
side. It was a warm night--especially in the tent--so they
layed on top of the sleeping bags in their jockeys. "I'm
exhausted from the hike, but it's nice and peaceful up here.
Kind of invigorating...I'm not even sleepy."
  "Me either. You wanna talk?"
  "Sure, why not. Guess there's lots we haven't learned about
each other in these last couple of months."
  Phil was silent for a moment, getting a serious look on his
face.
  "Dave...?" he hesitated. "Uh, you ever sucked a prick, or
taken one up the ass?"
  Dave nearly jumped up! He did sit up straight. "PHIL!! Jeez,
man, I guess there are a few things we don't know! Uh...
listen..."
  "No, no, relax. I didn't mean you and me!" He blushed, then
laughed. "Shit, no. I was just wondering, you know, what kind
of experiences you had...if any...with other guys. It's sort of
important. Be honest, okay. I'll get to my point in a minute."
  "Well, g-gee," He was unnerved--as most guys would be. "Have
you?"
  "Dave...please."
  "Alright. Just...kid stuff, you know."
  "Like?"
  "The usual curiosity, I guess. A couple buddies and I used
to beat each other off once in a while. That's about it. I
mean, hell, we were only about 14, ferchrissake!"
  "Oh, don't go getting defensive. I did that stuff too around
12. I remember one of the guys licked my pecker for a moment,"
he laughed. "He was pissed as hell that I wouldn't do it back
to him! That was no later than 13 or 14 though. But about you.
Nothing else? Nothing when you were older? Late teens maybe?"
  "How, ah, how come you're interested, anyway?" Dave sounded
...and was...rather dubious.
  Phil chuckled nervously. "You have, ah, any idea whether
Tom's done any of that stuff?"
  "Tommy?! No idea. He's a normal kid, so I suppose...who
knows? Is there something about my boy you should tell me?"
  "No, Dave, nothing at all. It's...it's Billy."
  "You're kidding! Is Billy a...uh, gay?"
  "I don't know. You almost said queer, didn't you?" he
frowned. "I do know this. And please keep it to yourself. He's
...he's an accomplished cocksucker and he loves having stiff
pricks shoved up his asshole! There, I've said it. I just don't
know if it's still kid stuff or not."
  "God, Phil, how do you know?"
  "I've seen him doing it. Gosh, Dave, the boys are 18...
almost 19!"
  Dave gulped, afraid to ask. "W-with Tom?"
  "No. As far as I know. They are best friends, but..."
  "Start at the beginning. How did you happen to see him doing
it?"
  THIS IS THE STORY HE RELATED:
  You know my brother drove out the last truck with a bunch of
our belongings. Stuff that could wait a week. He and I and
Alice all had to be to work. I told Billy he could take out
some of the smaller boxes, but to wait until we got home before
tackling the bigger ones. There was something I found I needed,
so at lunch time I got a lift home because I'd put the car in
for servicing. Anyway, I was way in the back of the truck
rummaging around the boxes when I heard Billy climb onto the
back. I was about to say something when all of a sudden there
was this other voice...a rough voice, like a punk kid, speaking
to Billy. I didn't like the first thing that came out of his
mouth, so I hid back and listened...ready to pounce on the guy
if necessary.
  "Hey, I know you! You're the kid I saw sucking cock in the
park!"
  "N-NO! It musta been somebody else!" Billy cried, backing
away as the guy hopped up and hooked his fingers in his Levi's
and stood there smiling at him.
  "It's you, alright. I saw you in the bushes taking on two
dumb jocks in my gym class. Man, you were wild! I would've
joined you, but I had a cocksucker on the blowers already. By
the time the little fruit got done with me, you guys had
split."
  "I've seen you at school. Your name's Spike or Spit or..."
  "Slick, chump! And I live across the fuckin' street."
  "Oh, yeah, Slick. Are...are you gay?"
  The punk got a real strange look on his face. As if he was
too stunned to be outraged. "Are you kidding? No, man. Fags do
ME! I don't do any of that queer shit. They're always sniffin'
after my ass."
  "W-why? I mean, if you don't do anything in return."
  "Get real! Oh, that's right. You're not in my gym class, so
you wouldn't know. Well, the reason's as plain as the bulge in
my pants. I got a big cock, hefty balls, and I've been told my
ass tastes superb!" I noticed Bill's eyes immediately drop to
the punk's crotch.
  "Ain't it great? Now neither one of us has to go to the
park. Living across the street makes you real handy. Til I get
tired of you, anyway."
  "W-what do you mean?" Billy complained at his brazen
insinuation.
  "Simple. Your ass is mine any fuckin' time I want it. Your
lips and tongue, too! Anybody home?"
  "Uh, yeah. M-my parents...and three of my uncles!"
  "Hmmm. Just what I figured. Nobody."
  "You're outta your stupid mind!" Billy cried. "I'm not doing
anything to you...you creep! I'll...I'll go to your father if
you try anything!"
  "Oh, that's rich! That's really a hoot! Listen, dicklick,
let me make this straight...so to speak. I presume your daddy
doesn't know you like to gulp down peckerjuice, right? Maybe I
oughta tell him. Second, my daddy's been blowing me ever since
I first got a boner. He likes my prick as much as the next fag,
so he'll just laugh and probably drag you into the house and
pull your pants down! Hmmm. Maybe you should go see him. You
two can suck each other while I plug your little butt! You
wanna blow my dad?"
  "YOU'RE SICK!" Billy blurted.
  "Sick of wastin' time. Here, take a look at this." He
unsnapped his fly and fished out a monstrous prick for a kid.
Hell, it was bigger than most men! He just let it hang out of
his pants, letting Billy get a good look. I expected Billy to
bolt and run, but he just stood there. I could see he wanted to
say something, but he was speechless. Until he said, "WOW!"
Then my heart sank.
  Slick leaned back against the side of the truck, lewdly
flopping his big meat back and forth. "Better get on it quick
if you want to feel it grow in your mouth, Billy. I keep
slapping it around like this and it's gonna get angry-looking
real fast! Can't beat the deal, kid. You get this as long as
you treat it right, and I don't tell on ya. Come on, just feel
it. See how you like it."
  "No. I won't...I can't."
  "Who you trying to fool? You're a cocksucker and you know I
like getting cocksucked. What's the problem, sugar?"
  "Shit. It's...getting hard!" Billy was instantly on his
knees before the boy, grabbing hold of his pecker with both
hands! The bone rose up into an instant erection in my son's
hands. Billy had an amazed gleam in his eyes as he manipulated
the fantastic organ.
  "Sorry, Dave, but it was 'fantastic', there's just no other
way to describe it! I...I almost envied Billy in a way. I
couldn't help wondering what a thing like that felt like. I...
I guess that's natural, isn't it? By the time Billy put his
m-mouth on the huge knob, it had to have grown to more than 10
inches--10 thick inches!"
  "What did Billy do?" I asked.
  "He started to blow him, Dave. Fuckin' blow him! My own
kid!"
  "What did you do?"
  "I...damn this is hard to say...I squatted back there--with
a big hardon in my pants--and watched! Crazy things were going
through my mind. I started wondering why I refused to lick my
buddy's dick that time. I thought about rushing out there and
slapping Billy's face and sending him into the house then...
getting down and licking the punk's cock myself! I'm telling
you, it was strange. I began to picture the boy's father
sucking him off, and finding that I couldn't blame him! My
weird fantasies stopped when Slick finally began to talk."
  "LICK MY KNOB ALL AROUND...TEASE IT! USE YOUR TONGUE
AND TEASE THE HELL OUT OF IT...I LIKE IT THAT WAY. ALL
UP AND DOWN THE SHAFT, TOO."
  Billy licked all over it like an obedient slutboy! I
pictured him in the bushes at the park on his knees blowing all
comers. I even imagined myself in disguise, walking up to him
and shoving my cock between his whorish lips! Then Billy looked
right up at him and asked him if he'd pull his pants down.
  "Can I lick your balls?"
  "Good idea. I'll blast a load of scum in your mouth at this
rate. Let's make it last. Pull my pants all the way off. Let's
move back to those boxes just in case. I'll let you lick my
asshole."
  "I...I've never done that!" Billy gasped, getting up.
  "Good, you're in for a treat. You oughta see my old man lick
me. Fucker really digs suckin' out my old shithole! Oughta
shove a big turd down the bastard's throat some time. Really
show him who's boss!"
  "You're foul!"
  "Yeah, yeah. Pull my pants off." He pulled his legs from the
pants and lifted his heels onto the box he was sitting on. This
left his whole crotch open and lewdly exposed his asshole.
Billy was staring at it, leary, with a crinkle in his nose.
"Start with my nuts."
  Billy hesitantly put his face down there and started to lick
the guy's big balls. He licked all over them, then suddenly
pulled away.
  "I...I can't. I can't do it like this. You...you smell down
there! Maybe if you closed your legs."
  That only made the guy laugh. "Don't like the smell of my
pooper?"
  "N-no...and it's hairy, too. I'm not gonna lick it!"
  "You'll do it, cum breath. Don't knock it til you try it. My
old man likes me being hairy down there...says it holds the
smell real good!"
  "Sure as hell does!" Billy complained. "Why don't you put
your legs down and just let me blow you? I...I won't mind that
so much."
  "Mind it? Ha! You're gonna fuckin' love it. Don't worry,
sugar, I'll let ya drink my jizz alright. I'm gonna keep your
hungry cocksuckin' throat full of cream from now on! But I dig
watchin' a guy licking out my stinky hole...and you're gonna do
it. You sure don't want me to send your dad a little note
tellin' him how you suck off half the guys in the shower, but
were too sensitive to rim, do you?" He chuckled.
  "If...if you'd just clean it, then..."
  "Listen, suckboy, that's what I got you for. Now get your
mouth down there and kiss it! Gimme a big, loud smooch."
  Sighing resignedly, Billy gritted his teeth and moved in.
Slick grinned wickedly, enjoying my son's discomfort. I could
have put a stop to it...but I didn't. And I'm ashamed at that.
I guess I was also a bit angry at finding out about Billy, and
was unconsciously enjoying his torment in a revengeful way.
  "Please don't make me do this," Billy pleaded, breathing
into the anal region. Slick started to put his hand behind
Billy's head to pull him tight, but thought better of it.
Almost as if he figured that if Billy did it on his own...he'd
enjoy it! Little bastard's asshole smell must have some intoxi-
cating qualities or something, because when Slick didn't answer
him, he put his mouth to the dirty hole and kissed it!
  "Do it again...louder!" He ripped off his shirt, leaving him
naked.
  "Aw, come on. I did it once! This isn't queer...it's dirty!"
  "So? You're a dirty queer! This time, after you kiss it, put
your tongue on it and tickle me."
  Billy obeyed, reluctantly. He was cornered, and knew it. He
let out a loud smooching sound, then I saw his tongue come out
of his mouth and flutter around the guy's anus. All the time he
was groaning with disgust! I felt a little sorry for him as I
played with myself.
  "Yeah, tease it open!" Slick was watching intently and
getting a real charge out of it by the way his hard prick
started to leak! "Now, lick in the pit!"
  "Sliiii-ick?" Billy whined.
  "Right kid...SLICK. Slick it up. Wet it down and get it
loose so you can tongue-fuck me."
  Billy's groans got worse as he pushed further between the
anal lips. He tongued it, tickled it, and poked it. Then, I
guess, he just wanted to get the filthy business over with,
because suddenly he pulled back and used his hands to spread
the aperture wide open. Then he thrust his face into the crack
and started to tongue the guy out! He'd drive into the smelly
hole, then use his tongue to wash all up and down the whole
asscrack and valley between the buttocks. He sloshed his tongue
around the hairs surrounding the asshole and cleaned them
before diving back into the crevice--wrenching the anus apart
even more.
  Slick moaned, throwing his head back. "Awww, that's it! Knew
you'd like it. Fags love lickin' my shithole! Don't know what I
got down there, but it sure turns you fags on! EAT ME
OUT, BUNNY BOY! YEAH, SUCK ON THAT RAUNCHY HOLE! OH,
KID, YOU'RE GONNA LOVE DOING THIS ALL THE TIME...JUST
YOU WAIT AND SEE!" He started jerkin' his bone, and soon
dropped his legs, aiming his prick at Billy's mouth. Billy
eagerly dove for it, but Slick stalled him for a moment.
  "Somethin' you wanna tell me first, stinklips?"
  "Uh, g-guess I like it. You happy now?"
  "If you're happy, sweetheart. I'm layin' here naked just to
make your mouth and lips happy. Now blow me real good, and make
sure you drink down every fuckin' drop. I know you can handle
that."
  Billy already had a handle on Slick's rigid shaft and he was
pumping it. He lowered his mouth and eagerly put the cock
between his lips. Then he gave the best blowjob I'd ever seen!
He was soon bobbing his head up and down...taking nearly all of
the big prick down his throat on each plunge. And he didn't
slow down when Slick started to squirt hot cream out of his
cockhead--Billy was gobbling it up!
  "OK, OK, man, let loose! It's getting tender. Gawd, what a
suck! You an' me are gonna get along great. Just to show I'm a
fair guy, pull your prick out and beat off."
  Billy's cock was tenting his pants as he stood, and he
quickly fished inside for it and yanked it out--stiff and
ready. He wrapped his fist around it and started to pound
mercilessly.
  "Shoot it in your hand," Slick directed. "Shoot it in your
hand; I want to see you eat it."
  Billy had his eyes half-closed, ignoring the guy. He was
totally involved with his own pleasure. When it came time to
shoot, however, he dutifully splattered the load into his palm
and quickly raised it to his mouth and licked it all up...even
reaching back down to squeeze out the last few drops and
licking it from his finger!
  "See ya, sucker!" Slick had his pants on, and quickly jumped
off the back of the truck. Billy collapsed, looking satisfied.
I was breathing so hard, I'm amazed Billy didn't hear me...he
was so close.
  "What'd you do?" Dave asked, entranced.


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