Date: Tue, 21 May 2013 10:12:30 -0500
From: kj c <kjcniftystories@gmail.com>
Subject: BED AND BREAKFAST - 1

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit
sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
scenes of sex between males who are related to each other. If it is
illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic
distasteful the please leave now.

The story contains RAUNCH/SCAT

The author can be reached at kjcniftystories@gmail.com


Bed and Breakfast - 1


I love Saturday mornings. I look forward to morning time with 13 year old
son, Jr. (who most folks including I just call "Jr.") the most.  My wife
would often go out early on Saturday to run errands or shop with her
girlfriend.

Today, I can hear the soft padding of my son as he walks down the hallway.
I watch as Jr strolls past my bedroom door and to the bathroom. I layed
back in bed and heard the distinct sounds of piss hitting the toilet bowel
and then a quick flush. Turning towards, the window, I, again hear Jr's
footsteps in the hallway. My eyes turned towards the door as I hear the
footsteps stop at my bedroom doorway.

My son knows the drill and walks into the bedroom. He starts to remove his
pajama bottom and crawls on all floors starting at the foot of the bed
until he reaches where I am laying at. He stares into my eyes for just a
minute and lays his head on my muscular chest. I can feel him breathing in
my man musk deeply. He slowly snakes out a tongue and licks at my nipple
and then at my pit. I grab the back of his head and push his head further
into my musky hairy arm pits. He slowly licks and sucks at all the sweaty
hair there. I rub the back of his head in circles as he continues to eat
out my pit. His other hand slowly makes its way to my boxers and fishes
through the opening in the front for my big black veiny dick. Once he has
it in his hands, he slowly strokes the uncut black dick up and down very
slowly while still licking my funky musty pits. He stops and looks again
into my eyes. He knows what I want and he turns to face my feet on the bed.
He slowly lifts his left leg over my now sweaty torso and presents me his
young hairy ass on display. I look up into the now sweaty ass crack of my
son and as I am staring into the deep wrinkled hole of his, he slowly and
gently lets out a strong fart. I inhale very deeply. I can smell what the
boy ate last night along with some pretty ripe shit that is due to come out
soon.  I rub my son's black and hairy ass cheeks around and around and
around while watching his hole open and change shape as I play with his
ass. He has a hairy ring around a sweaty glistening hole. I slowly lift my
head up and he pushes back to meet my face. I plant my face into his ass
cheeks softly with my tongue already out. I can taste the salty tang of
sweaty dirty ass. He grinds his ass back into my face doing circular
movements with his hips. My tongue digs deeper into his ass ring and I get
the distinct metallic taste of shit on my tongue. I pull out my tongue to
gather more saliva to help make the boy's hole more sloppy. I know that if
I can make it sloppy enough more juice might flow and he will loosen up
more and give me what I want soon.

I pull my head back and take an inhale and an exhale. It is very straining
on one's neck when eating ass in the 69 position. I plant my head back into
the boy's hole and start back to dig into his sweaty dirty ass trench even
deeper. I want what he has buried in there. He lets out another fart and
then another. This has always been the sign before --- right before he is
ready to drop a deuce, his hairy little shitter starts to expel shit gas
like a factory. I keep inhaling as deeply as I can. I like the smell of
farts. I can feel his body straining and I know it's almost time. I stop
licking for a minute and put my head back onto the bed. I like to watch the
opening number, so to speak, and as I am laying there, I slowly see his
hairy ass ring open like the letter "O" and close very quickly. This
happens again and again and finally, I start to see the start of his shit
log pointing its way out of his hole. It goes back in a couple of times,
but comes right back out and eventually doesn't retreat back into the hole.
The best part is about to start. I can feel my son continue to bear down to
shit into my mouth and face. I slowly rub his back to encourage him to take
it nice and slow.

The tip of the shit is hovering over my face. I can smell it's heady funk
and can see how knotty and lumpy it is. I think to myself, what a waste of
food. I could have just skipped dinner if I was going to do this today and
laugh silently as I wait for the prize.



To be continued...