Date: Thu, 16 Mar 2017 13:10:34 +0000
From: Jay Morris <sniffyoudeep@hotmail.com>
Subject: Benidorm Scally Raunch Part 6

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This story contains extreme raunch.


The stink woke me before anything else. I was stuck in a bed covered in
dried puke shit piss and cum and the room was almost humming with the
stench. Add to that Steve's rank feet under my nose as he snored, face up,
with his nephew Danny strewn across him out cold, fucked raw, and his dad
Jimmy cradling him lovingly from behind. As I sat up the dried puke and
shit cracked around me and it made my stomach lurch. I dragged myself off
the bed and fell to my knees, heaving a fresh pile of putrid vomit on to
the floor in front of me.

"You dirty old cunt."

I looked up to see Simon coming in from the balcony in just his shitty
boxers. Hard to believe this sweaty chunky wall of man meat was getting
fisted by his little brother in front of my very eyes last night. He
smirked, took out his fat semi erect dick and before I knew it he was
pissing all over me.

"There you go, wash you off nice and clean."

Habit and impulse kicked in and I opened my mouth to receive the
stream. Simon slid his knob into my mouth and grew harder as he pissed down
my throat. Before I knew it I was sucking on his prick, and the hunger came
back as I started to deep throat him. He grabbed either side of my head and
started to throat fuck me.

"Yeah you perv, take it. Take my fucking dirty cock, it's got my dad's shit
on it! Come onnnn swallow it down!"

I coughed and spluttered and snot flew out of my nose as I choked on his
dick tasting Jimmy's shit on it as it slid down my gullet. It didn't take
long before Simon unloaded. Thick wads of sperm flew down my throat and I
swallowed obediently. I wanted to ingest as much of this lad as I could. He
smiled down at me.

"You're fucking amazing," I told him.

"I know," he replied. "And right now I stink like a sewer. Going back to my
room to get showered. You breathe a word of this and I'll break your
fucking nose, got it?"

The way he said it made me want to go out and tell the world just to incur
his wrath. I nodded and he winked before heading out, grabbing his clothes
as he went. I was left alone with Danny, his dad and uncle all fast asleep
on the same shitty bed. Swallowing Simon's load had given me a rush of
blood to the south so I had to deal with that. Danny's arse was presented
as he slouched over his uncle's belly in his sleep.

It would have been rude not to. I knelt down beside the bed and parted his
sweet smooth cheeks. They were encrusted with shit and vomit from last
night. I leaned in, tongue out and began to hungrily lap at his nasty
crack. The smell was so strong I felt intoxicated by it, burrowing my
tongue deep into his ruined hole. I noticed he was split by all our cocks,
especially Uncle Steve's monster. Tenderly I tongued the gashes to soothe
them, and his rose opened for me. I looked inside at pink flesh bloodied
and bruised, and I dove in further, my tongue sliding so far inside I
probably licked his prostate. He was shitty inside and I brought out flecks
of brown on my tongue. And then as he shifted, he let out a rip roaring
fart right in my face that came with its own trickle of yellow
sludge. Enough to make me pop – and I came with gusto all over the
carpet.

Beautiful Danny. Even asleep he could make me cum.

I stood, stepped into my shorts and slipped out into the relative normality
of the hotel. I made haste and didn't dare use the lift, aware that I stunk
of filth and excrement. My head still reeled from last night even as I
showered. I'd engaged in a family orgy of shit and vomit, the nastiest
thing I had ever partaken. What twisted events had brought their family to
hold such a debauched bond?

As soon as I was out of the shower there was a knock at the door and I
answered in my robe to none other than the hotel manager, Juan.

"Second time you've caught me in my robe," I joked. "Is everything okay?"

"Of course, senor," Juan responded. "I see you decided to take me up on my
offer to extend your stay? I have settled the bill on your room."

"That's too kind," I replied. "And yes I've decided there are reasons,
after all, to stay on here at the hotel."

Juan smirked, seeming to be in on a secret. "I can only imagine, senor. I
saw you head out last night with the stag party. Brave man."

"Oh they're pussycats really," I said. "I do tend to prefer the company of
men. And the more intoxicated they are the better."

"Yes I... I am inclined to agree."

When he said that he was looking directly at my crotch. There was no doubt
about it, Juan was flirting.

"Well if there is anything else I can do to make your stay as comfortable
as possible then let me know."

"Oh I will," I responded. "In fact after last night's antics I think lazing
by the pool is going to be enough for me today."

"I don't blame you. The stag boys are already out there, I noticed them
tanning their white anglo saxon skin just now."

"I bet you did," I said almost with a wink. He just smiled, nodded and
backed away. I had to stop him. "They taste as good as they look."

He stopped in his tracks. I slowly reached into my robe and pulled out my
hard cock, right there in the doorway.

"In fact, you can probably still taste one of them on here." I gestured to
my knob as I pulled the foreskin back. My head was still a little brown. He
licked his lips.

"Which one?" he asked.

"The youngest," I said. "I'm sure you've spotted him."

"Yes," he said. "He reminds me of my son..."

And with that he leaned over and engulfed my prick with his hot mouth. I
grabbed on to the door frame to steady myself. But before I could cum a
door opened next door and Juan swiftly stood, fixing himself and smiling as
I backed into the room.

"Thank you, senor," he said, official and clipped. "I will try to resolve
this matter later."

And with that he turned and walked away, stifling his hard on. I went back
into my room, my head buzzing. Not only did he give great head but he was
thinking about his son the whole time. I needed to meet this son. I stepped
into my shorts and made a beeline for the pool.

Sure enough half of the loungers were taken up with sweaty male chav flesh
– but none of the family I'd fucked last night. Clearly they were still
recovering. I dozed in my lounger watching their while chests glisten in
the sun – they were all very subdued and hungover. I couldn't help
imagining lining them up for my own special hangover cure where I would
lick each and every one of their arses clean for them as they wanked
themselves off. Thinking of the different smells between their legs got me
hard until a familiar voice boomed...

"Jesus you're worse than me!"

I opened my eyes to see Uncle Steve stood over me. He sat down on the next
lounger, patting my shoulder.

"Thinking about last night?" he joked.

"What do you think. That was insane!"

"Tell me about it. Never gets any less fucking horny I tell ya. Glad
Danny's first time was so nasty."

"He seemed to get into it."

"Oh don't worry Simon's been warming him up for a year or so. Dirty little
fucker, that one."

"Yeah I noticed. And now he's marrying a girl?" I asked.

"Yeah she's got no clue she's settling down with the piggiest pervert in
Manchester."

"Has he always been like that?"

Uncle Steve smirked, sat up and leaned over to me, hushed voice.

"Let me tell you a little something about Simon. I think he was 15 at the
time. Proper troublemaker he was, always with the girls, getting into
trouble, got about 3 of `em pregnant before they were 16. The amount of
abortions me and Jim had to pay for..."

He laughed, nonchalant, shocking me with his casual attitude.

"Horny as fuck just like me and his dad. Anyway one day Jim calls me and
says "Better get over here Steve, our Simon's been on the booze all night
with his cronies and he's in a bad way." So I did what any good uncle would
do, went over to help look after him. Simon wasn't drunk he'd done a
pill. Off his fucking tits he was. We had to calm him down, get him into
bed, but while he's ranting and raving I noticed he had a ginormous
hard-on. Now me and Jim, we've been fucking each other since we knew what
to do but that's another story. But as Jim leans over to help Simon into
bed Simon grabs him and full on kisses him on the lips. His own father!
Neither of us knew what to do but we both got fucking boners the size of
Blackpool tower. Before either of us could do anything Simon was slipping
his boxers off and he literally spread his legs as far as they'd go rubbing
his cock, his balls and his arse and asking us to do him. Jim's Missus was
asleep in the next room so to shut Simon up I just went down on the
cunt. Fat sweaty teenage cock and balls right there? I couldn't resist. Jim
watched me suck his son off, my fucking nephew, and I tell ya it was the
best thing I'd ever tasted.  But the whole time I was sucking I could smell
the stink coming out of his tight little arse and I just had to have some
of it. I looks up, and there's Jim lashing his cock out and tugging one out
watching me do his son. Jim grabbed his ankles and pulled them back so
Simon's arsehole was pointing at the ceiling and I just looked at it for a
bit. It was smooth, pink, but had a little taint on it colour of a korma. I
knew it was dirty but I couldn't help myself and I put my fucking face in
it. It stunk to high heaven but it just made me hotter and hotter for my
nephew. Then Simon laughed and pushed his hole out and fucking hell... his
hole exploded with shit. Simon was shitting himself right in front of us,
off his tits, and laughing like he was playing a prank on his dad and
uncle. It was so fucked up but we both stayed hard as a rock. Jim got angry
with him and decided to teach him a lesson. I watched my brother squat over
his son and slide his massive fucking tool into his shitty sloppy arse
hole. That stopped Simon laughing. He was screaming in pain so I did the
only thing I could think of to stop him waking the whole house up. I took
my jeans off and my boxers and I sat on his face. The more Jim fucked his
hole the more that sloppy pea soup shit spewed out and ran all over Simon's
balls. And I found Simon was getting into my own sweaty arse, he was
licking the hole, burying his tongue up his uncle's cunt. He fucking loved
it. And then when Jim said he was gonna cum he pulled his knob out, covered
in shit, and sprayed it all over my chest. And God help me I loved it and I
leaned in and sucked Simon's fat cock even though it was covered in his
shit. It didn't matter. It just made me harder, and I sucked my nephew
until he blew his load in my mouth. The biggest load I've ever had – 12
spurts of thick juicy teen cum. Oh yeah. And I forgot to mention. Danny
shared a room with him and watched the whole thing."

By time Steve had finished his story my shorts were sodden. If there had
been any cum left in me after last night it was now pouring down my inner
thigh. Steve looked down at the stains.

"Yeah," Steve said. "Had that effect on me and all. We said it'd never
happen again but then... when you've got two horny little cunts like that
walking round in stinking boxer shorts, just begging for you to sniff them
out... what's a man to do?"

He was suddenly distracted as he looked over my shoulder and almost drooled
on the spot. Curious I followed his eyeline to a young lad passing –
Spanish, in tiny red shorts and a tank top, his chunky arse cheeks almost
hanging out of the shorts. As he passed by we both almost fell off our
loungers. A hand on my shoulder stopped me from following him and I turned
to see the manager, Juan, stood there smiling at me.

"I take it you've seen my son," Juan said with a smirk. "Come to my office
in ten minutes."

And with that he sauntered off. Steve looked at me with envy.

"You manage to get into his arse then do NOT wash your cock," Steve warned
me. "I bet he smells amazing."

I intended to find out...

To Be Continued