Date: Sun, 16 May 1999 10:10:41 PDT
From: Mark
Subject: Dad's Outhouse (watersports, scat)

Any opinions (positive or negative) or you own perversions are not only
encouraged, but greatly appreciated.

Happy Jacking!
Mark
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Dad's Outhouse
by
Mark


I grew up in a small rural town in Mississippi.  My parents lived in a
small house several miles from a major road and we were all but secluded
from civilization.  My dad was the foreman of a large manufacturing plant
and my mom was a waitress at the local bar and grill so needless to say we
weren't rich but we had most of the necessities of life.  The one thing we
didn't have though was an indoor bathroom and we used what the old timers
call an outhouse.  It was a little shed like building outback of our house
and it was here whether during the day or night my family would have to go
to take a piss or shit.  My father, however, being a decent carpenter, had
rebuilt the old one since my mom constantly complained of the smell.  She
refused to use it and had in the meantime, set up a small port-a-potty in
the closet near their room.  Even after my dad rebuilt the old one , she
still refused to use it saying she was civilized and would leave the
outhouse for us men.

I guess looking back my dad was a pig.  He was handsome enough, but his
manners sucked.  He would belch and fart out loud and then laugh about it
as well as pick his nose in public.  All these things my mom hated, but I
thought it was rather funny at the time.  He was also loud and aggressive,
a trait I would later develop.  Anyway, by the time I was 14 we were at
each others throats.  I developed early though, so the beating I received
as a kid stopped because he knew I could kick his ass.  At 14 I was 5'10
and weighed about 150 pounds but it was all muscle even though I didn't
have a hair on my body yet.  My dad still teased me though telling me he
was going to put me over his knee or that I wasn't to old to knock upside
the head.  The only time we got along was when we drank together and we did
a lot of that.

It was about this time that I started to explore my sexuality.  Since there
weren't any guys around to tell me about sex, I had to learn everything on
my own.  I think it was during this time that I started jacking off
everyday and was fascinated with my cock and balls and ass.  I would set up
the mirror in my room at night, light candles, and watch myself masturbate
using mayonnaise.  I loved laying back, spreading my legs and watching
myself get off.  it was this same time I began noticing my own dad.  I
began wondering what my dad looked like naked.  I wondered what he did when
he jerked off.  I knew he did it quite a bit because my mom had mentioned
it once in passing and in knew they didn't get it on much.  Anyway, my dad
was a `real' man.  He was 5'11 and had short dark brown hair and brown
eyes.  He was lean and fit as well from working at the plant, even though
he had a slight beer gut.  I'd always found him obnoxious and loud, but it
was around this time my disgust turned to curiosity and the reason was
simple.  I'd never seen him naked.  I know that sounds odd, but he never
took his clothes off front of me and in fact he was relatively shy.  This
only increased my curiosity and I was getting no where peeking through the
keyhole of my parents bedroom.

Anyway, the idea to spy on him came one day while I was in the outhouse.  I
noticed that there were 2 toilet seats and below it was the catch basin
that had recently been cleaned since he rebuilt it .  There was also enough
room for someone of reasonable height to stand or sit below the bench and
viola!  I would have a perfect view of him taking a leak.  Upon close
inspection, I realized there was a small door on the outer side of the
outhouse that he used to clean the bottom with a shovel.  It would be gross
for sure, but it was a perfect way to see what I had wanted to see for so
long - my dads' cock!

I remember thinking about doing it and masturbating the night before,
having one of the best jack off sessions ever.  This would be great and I
couldn't wait.  The next day my mom went to work and my dad and I proceeded
to drink beer together as always.  He was wearing his faded jeans, work
boots and a company shirt with his name sewn on the front.  I watched him
closely and went to the fridge as often as possible to being him another
beer.  I was nervous as shit that this wouldn't work and I'd get caught,
but after 5 beers myself, I didn't care.  Besides, I crawled into the
bottom of the outhouse earlier in the morning and realized I'd have a
perfect view of him pissing and if I bunched up against the far wall I
would never be seen.  I was ready!  We'd been drinking for almost 2 hours
when I figured he'd have to take a piss.  I excused myself to my room
saying I was tired and left him to watch TV alone.  I then closed and
locked my bedroom door, stripped to my underwear and climbed out of my
bedroom window.

I was so excited I had a hard on poking out the front of my shorts before I
even got to the outhouse.  Once there I opened the door to the crawl space
and climbed in.  The only light came from the two openings in the bench
above and a skylight, but it was enough to see.  The smell was bad but
bearable.  For a moment, I froze fearing he had gone to use the port-a-
potty in my moms closet, but it was right after this thought that I heard
the back screen door slam.  My heart froze.  I was stuck.  I had to do it
now.  I could hear his heavy work boots thumping on the hard ground.  My
cock was bursting the thin shorts I had on so I pushed them down to my
knees.  I grabbed hold of my hard cock and held my breath as I heard the
outhouse door open and then bang shut.  For a moment I heard nothing and
was suddenly horrified that he knew I was there and that he was waiting for
me to come out and receive the beating of my life, but then I heard him
unbuckling his belt.  My heart was beating a hundred miles and hour and I
was sure he could hear it.  Then I heard him unzipping his pants.  I leaned
over slightly still holding my breath finally ready to see my dad's adult
sized cock!

Suddenly, to my ultimate shock, the open hole in the bench was replaced by
my dad's hairy ass.  My dad was going to take a shit instead!

Fuck I thought as I squatted closer to the floor.  This is incredible and
indeed it was.  I peered up at his hairy crack and asshole.  I thought my
cock was going to explode.  Not only could I see his hairy crack and
asshole only inches from my face , but I could see his heavy ball sack and
cock hanging down as well.  It was fucking beautiful.  His cock was small,
but ha d a large perfectly shaped mushroom head at the end.  I was in awe.
I wanted so desperately to reach up and grab it and had to stop myself from
doing that or grabbing hold of his hairy balls.  Suddenly he let out a loud
nasty fart and I freaked out as I saw his asshole open and a large hard
turn begin to push it's way out.  I was watching my dad take a shit!  The
log was thick and brown and hard and pushed it's way out of his ass like
some bizarre snake.  Suddenly it plopped to the bottom of the outhouse
floor.  I remember leaning forward to inspect his asshole.  The smell was
awesome and I leaned even closer to get a good look.

There it was contracting and opening before my very eyes, a streak of brown
shit stain on either side of his hairy ass cheeks.  I was slowly massaging
my aching cock fearful I would cum at any moment.  His cock looked larger
too and hung down over his ballsack.  God how I wanted to reach up and
stroke it.  Then a second turd began to push it's way out of his asshole.
This one seemed smaller than the first, but I watched it mesmerized just
the same.  Then something happened.  To this day I don't know what made me
do it.  I think it was the need to be a part of the experience of my dad
shitting, but I reached down without making a sound and picked up the turd
my dad had just shit out of his funky ass!  It was still hot and hard and
slimy.  I held it to my nose and gagged.  I put it down quickly only to
pick it up again.  My dad always spent a lot of time on the pot, so I
wasn't afraid of him getting up just yet.  Anyway, I remember mashing the
shit in my fist and feeling it squeeze through my fingers.  Then I did the
obvious, I grabbed my cock with my shitty fist and began to pump.  Fuck
this was awesome!  I was losing my mind.  I was jacking off with my own
dad's shit!  I slathered my six inch boycock with shit and proceeded to
pump it from the head of my cock to the base of my balls.

I guess I had really gotten into it and was amazed to see my white cock
turn completely brown with shit.  My dad was shitting another nasty log and
it was the sight of his asshole opening up with his crack, cock, and balls
so close to my face that sent me over the edge and I started to cum.

Fuck! I started starting to shoot all over the place, my cum arching up and
splattering the side of the outhouse wall.  I was gone and had no way of
stopping it.

Suddenly I heard my dad yelling, `what the fuck!'  I peered up terrified.
He was looking down between his hairy legs at his son who was covered with
his shit mixed with cum.

He just stared at me for awhile as if seeing a ghost not believing his own
son could be jacking off while watching him take a dump.  That was it I
remember thinking, he's going to beat me to a bloody pulp.  Then to my
disbelief he began to sneer.

`So you like spying on your old man, Huh?' he said and began to laugh.  I
was so terrified that I began to cry.

`You fuckin little faggot!' he said, his sneer turning to anger, `Stop
crying or I'll give you something to cry about.'  I started to crawl back
toward the door and escape the terror when I heard my dad yell, `FREEZE.!
Then he told me that if I was going to spy on him then I had to pay the
price.

I just looked up at him, my shorts still around my ankles with my shit
smeared cock hanging down between my hairless thighs.  That was when he
spoke again.

`Since you like spying on your old man so much, why don't you get up here
and smell my dirty ass!'

What the fuck! I thought.  What was he telling me to do? I stared at him in
disbelief.  Huh was the only thing I could say.

`Get your fuckin face up here and smell my dirty ass!', he hollered at me
again.

Suddenly I knew exactly what he wanted and I got instantly hard again.

I knew he was serious and had little choice but to do what he wanted.
Besides, it couldn't be that bad, could it?

I moved up closer stepping in one of his turds as I moved.

`That's a good boy,' he chided, `come closer.'
  
I was only inches from his ass now.  I could smell the shit still on his
crack and ass hair and almost gagged again, but then looked up and realized
that my dad was hard!  His cock was arched up and pointed toward his belly.
It was full of veins, but the head was hidden from my view.

`Don't worry about that boy, focus on what I told you.  You'll get this
another day.  For now start licking out my fuckin hole!'

I didn't need another warning, but placed my nose and mouth beneath his
hairy hole and with one quick move forward, buried my whole mouth and
tongue up against his smelly, shitty hole.

I heard a loud umph when I did it and realized my own cock was now hard as
a rock.  Even harder than before.  I was eating out my dads' shitty ass and
loving it!  Words cannot describe how unreal this was.

`Start tonguing me out boy!' I heard him bark and instantly began licking
out his dirty crack.  I ran my tongue all up in his hairy ass and began
cleaning him with my mouth and tongue.

`That's it boy, lick my entire crack.  Start at the top and work your way
down to my nuts.'

I did as he said licking all up in his hot crevice feeling his shitty ass
hairs tickle my nose, then stop when I got to his puckered ass.  I even
reached up with my hands and spread his ass cheeks apart and then drove my
tongue deep up his smelly hole in one intense plunge.

UGGHHH!!!  I heard him moan as I felt his ass tighten around my tongue.

`That's it boy, shove that tongue up my ass!'

I opened my eyes for a moment as I heard him spit.  He was fisting his
cock!  My dad was jacking off while I sucked his ass.

Keep tonguing my ass boy, I heard him say.  Don't stop.  Get that tongue up
in there.  French kiss my asshole!

I then started to really get into it and began running my tongue all up and
down his hairy crack.  It wasn't long before my dad was rocking back and
forth on the toilet seat, pushing his ass down on my face .

`Ohhhhhh! That's it boy! Lick out my dirty ass crack!

I pushed my tongue back and forth up his hot hole tasting his funky man
scent and recent shit.  I was in fucking heaven.

Oh baby he was moaning.  That feels so good.  You like eating out your
daddy's nasty ass don't you?

I just moaned, my tongue still buried up his ass crack while I fisted my
cock, his shit still coating my hands.  I could hear the slick sounds of
him pumping his cock.  Now suck on my balls he commanded and I eagerly
began sucking on his hairy nuts.

Fuck I heard him say out loud.  Now go back to my ass.  French kiss my
nasty ass.

I moved quickly back to his open hole.  Suddenly without warning, he farted
right into my open mouth.

`Fuck!' I blurted out and backed away, his wet fart filling my nose and
mouth with bits of shit.

`Get up there and eat that!' he yelled.

I did as he asked smelling the fart all the way down my throat.  I gagged
when suddenly he began pushing out a fucking turd!

I couldn't believe it.  I backed away again.

You little ass hole eating faggot!  You like my shit so much get up there
and suck on my shit!

I couldn't believe it.  Now my dad was telling me to eat his shit!

`Do it!!!' he suddenly yelled again shaking the tin walls of shed.

I immediately moved back, held my breath and placed my mouth directly over
his asshole and the log of shit.

`Suck on that fucking nasty log.  Eat the shit out of daddy's ass!'

Suddenly the log fell out of his ass and into my mouth.  I immediately spit
it out and replaced the log with my tongue.  No sooner had I put my mouth
back on his shitty hole than I felt his hole close on my tongue.

`Fuck I'm gonna cum!!!!!!' he screamed out loud!

He bucked his hips wildly on my face and started to shoot his load all over
the place.

Fuck Fuck Fuck I'm cumming!!!!!! he yelled again.

I then reached up between his hairy legs and grabbed the base of his cock
as he came!

Umph! Uumph! AAAAAAGGRRR!!!!!! he moaned as he rocked back and forth on my
face, his cock in my shitty hand as his cum shot out all over his chest and
legs.  Soon it covered my hand.  The same hand that had been covered with
his shit.  After what seemed like forever, I pulled my hand back down.  It
was covered with my dad's cum!

I watched my dad slowly get up and the hole in the bench open up.  I peered
up at him and what a sight I must have been.  He stood there, his pants and
round his knees, his still hard cock swaying back and forth between his
thick hairy legs, the cum still running down his stomach.

You dirty little fucker, he sneered seeing me crouched in the bottom of the
outhouse, shit all over my mouth and face and cock.

Lick your hand he said and grinned.  I just stood there in shock at all
that had happened.

Lick it! he bellowed.

I put my hand up to my mouth and began licking off his cum and shit, my own
cock arched straight up against my stomach still stained with my dad's
shit.

I reached up and began jacking my cock needing relief not caring if he
watched me or not.  It didn't matter now.

That was when my dad moved up closer, his now half hard cock swinging back
and forth between his legs.

Here you dirty little ass sucker he said, here's something to wash my shit
down with and he began pissing on me!  it was beer piss too, hot and wet.

He shot it directly in my face and eyes.  I was stunned again but heard him
say open and immediately opened my mouth as the warn piss filled my shitty
mouth.  I instinctively swallowed and then gagged spitting it back up.  I
heard my dad laugh as piss hit my smooth chest and the last thing he said
was `jack it'

I reached down and began furiously pumping my cock.

I remember him pissing directly on my pumping fist and shit covered cock
and balls.  It was incredible and soon the flow of urine was gone, but I
was in ecstacy.  I could even feel his piss running down the crack of my
ass.  I looked up to see him peering down at me with a hot look in his
eyes.  A look that said he was enjoying this as much as me.  He then bent
down and placed his hand on my slimy shoulder.

That's it baby boy, I heard my dad say, pump that cock for daddy.  Jerk
that hard cock for me.  Let me see you shoot that hot load all over the
floor.  Do it son!  Pump that hard fuckin cock!  And suddenly I felt myself
starting to cum.

Umphh!!!! I yelled out loud.  That's it boy, shoot that fuckin load!!!!, he
said as I started to shoot all over the floor of the outhouse.

Umpphh!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!! I yelled out load bucking my hips obscenely almost
blacking out from the intensity of it all.


After I came to, I looked up to see my dad grinning from ear to ear.

'Very impressive' he said and motioned for me to come up from the shit pit.

I climbed through the trap door and he greeted me at the front door to the
outhouse.  That's when he grabbed me and stuck his tongue in my mouth.  I
groaned unable to grasp all that was happening.  I even reached out and
jerked his now hard cock a few times listening to him grunt and moan.  He
then pulled me into the outhouse, sat me down on the same seat I'd just
rimmed his ass on and proceeded to lick me clean from head to toe.  It was
unbelievable.  He even lifted my legs and began tonguing out my ass!  I sat
and grunted like a dog.  Before I knew it his head was between my legs and
his lips were swapped around my hard cock.  I was once again shooting my
load, but this time it was down my own dad's throat!  It was fucking
awesome!

After we were done, we walked to the house in the hot sun.  My dad put his
arm around my shoulder as we laughed the whole way.  He admitted to me that
he had known I was planning to spy on him in the outhouse.  In fact, he
told me that that was the reason he built it that way and that I wasn't the
first person to spy!  I couldn't believe it.  I was still in shock.

Needless to say our sex didn't stop there.  A few years later my mom got an
office job and had my dad put in an indoor bathroom with a tub, sink and
all but to this day she wonders why us men still want use the old outhouse!


The End!