Date: Tue, 12 May 2015 05:29:27 +0200
From: Zachary Blake <z.blake@mail.com>
Subject: Smell This 1 (Revised)

SMELL THIS 1
By Brad, Mark & Zachyboy
M/b, oral, anal, sniffing, buttplay

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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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On with the show.

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BEGINNINGS: BLADE

Everybody meet Blade.

His name is really Blake, but his friends call him Blade.

In Kindergarten, he got his "k"s and his "d"s mixed up, and he wrote his
name "Blade." And it stuck.

So now he's just Blade.

He's 12 now, and he really likes butt sex. And the stinkier the better.

You saw Blade for the first time at your nephew Parker's track
competition. Parker's 12 too.

You've sniffed him, too, but that's another story.

Let's bookmark that one and call it a potential spin-off.

What you do know about Blade:

He wears this same pair of shorts at every competition. You're fascinated
by those shorts and how they cling to his ass. You pray that they're
dirty. You pray that he doesn't put them in the hamper like a good boy
every night. You pray that those undies are as dirty as you imagine. You
pray that those undies are clinging to his ass crack, full of so much
stink, getting your nose in there would be the Ave Maria of
ass-sniffs.

What you'd like to do to Blade:

Fuck, man. What do you think?

That 12-year-old ass is so perfect. Those cheeks are so bubbly.

That crack is so boylike. So pretty-thin boylike.

Your face would dwarf it.

You'd spread those creamy cheeks apart and your nose would seem huge in
comparison to his ass button. That sticky little anus. That tiny little
stink hole. Twinkle-twinkle stinky-star.

How you'd love to huff him into your lungs like incense.

What you don't know about Blade:

He's been ass-sniffed already. He's been ass-sniffed and licked clean every
night by his very own dad.

His dad waits for him to fall alseep, then slips into his room at night,
and pulls back the covers, and pulls down Blade's pj's, and pulls down
the stinky-skid-mark undies, and spreads those cheeks, and sniffs the
ambrosia of sweet-stinky Blade-ass, and moans and strokes his own big
dadcock, and nostril-fucks his son like a man sucking oxygen.

And then when he just can't stand it, just can't take anymore, he licks up
the center, licks up the bitter-bile ass grease of the stinky-sour ass
crack he created with his own sperm 12 years ago. He licks up the shit
crack he sired with his own penis. And he shoots his hot cum on the carpet
below.

He rubs it in. He pulls up Blade's pants. Pulls up his pj's. Pulls up the
covers.

Kisses his sleeping son, always surprised that he never wakes up. Pleased
and surprised that he never even stirs.

He could do this forever. This secret midnight sex tryst. And no one's the
wiser.

Except Blade, of course.

Because as soon as Daddy's done revisiting his night-ass, Blade rolls over
and takes his rock hard babyspike in his hand, and strokes himself to a
heavenly shiver, remembering Daddy's secret tongue up his tight little
tingler.

He thinks of Daddy's tongue, and he understands it's a secret, so he waits
until Daddy leaves the room to get his own wet shivers.

It's only polite, and Blade is a good boy.

He smells his ass after Daddy cums on the carpet. He fingers his butthole
and smells his own ass while he masturbates.

And he likes it.

He likes it a lot.

What you don't know about Blade and your own nephew Parker:

They've been fucking since the two of them were 10-years-old.

Sweet fumbling boy grunts.

More slip-outs than target-locks.

But they sure give it their all.

Now they're getting pretty good at it.

Sometimes Blade's is a little bit poopy when he takes it out of Parker,
because Parker doesn't wipe.

But Blade's got a clean ass.

When Parker takes it out of him, it shines like the silvery moon.

Clean as a whistle.

But whistles still stink.

They delight in the smell of each other's shit-scented boy dicks.

They smell them a lot when they're done.

They smell them a lot and they giggle.

What Blade will let you do to him when he turns 15-years-old:

Fuck him and fill him as hard as you want.

He's done pretending he's asleep for anybody.

Now he wants fucking.

Now he wants cum in his ass.

You can do it clean, or you can do it dirty.

You can smell him, you can lick him, you can finger him, you can taste him.

As long as you cum in him when you're done with your checklist.

Do all you want. Satisfy your man-needs.

But Blade needs cum.

So lick him with love, or smear him with man jizz.

Blade needs semen, and Blade needs you.

Blade's a good boy, everybody.

Everybody meet Blade.

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CONVERSATION: COLIN & CAMMY

COLIN (the older brother, 13): Now listen, pay attention. When he gets here
and you go upstairs with him, he likes to smell your butthole first before
he does anything to you.

CAMMY (the younger brother, 10): He's gonna smell my BUTTHOLE???

COLIN: Yep. That's the first thing he always-ever does.

CAMMY: MY BUTTHOLE?? ((giggles)) That's gross!!! WHY???

COLIN (giggles): He says it smells like "boy heaven," whatever that means.

CAMMY: And he did that to YOU????

COLIN: He ALWAYS does that to me. 100% of the time. EVERY single time!

CAMMY: And he told you he wants to sniff MINE??

COLIN: Yep. He asked for yours too. He BEGGED. He said he would pay
EXTRA. And buy us whatever we want.

CAMMY: BUT IT'S MY BUTTHOLE!!!!

COLIN (giggles): I know. So weird, right? He's really weird.

CAMMY: But that's where my poop comes out!!

COLIN: Yep.

CAMMY: What if it's still stinky down there?

COLIN: Oh, he's gonna LIKE IT if it's stinky. Stinky just makes him make
noises in his throat. Like he's crying almost. Like puppy noises.

CAMMY (whispers): Wow.

COLIN: Yep. He likes stinky A LOT.

(Little Cammy reaches behind himself, puts a hand down his shorts and
fingers his crinkly anus. Pokes a fingertip inside and brings it back
out. Sniffs it. Holds it up to Colin's nose for a sniff, too).

CAMMY: Does my butt stink enough?

COLIN (inhaling): Oh yeah. He's gonna like that A LOT. That's REALLY
STINKY. His thing's gonna get REALLY hard when he smells that.

CAMMY: So I just stay there on my hands and knees and he smells me?

COLIN: Yep. Sometimes for a long, long time.

CAMMY: And then what?

COLIN: Then sometimes he jacks off his thing and sprays his juice on your
butt crack.

CAMMY (giggles): Ewwww....

COLIN: And sometimes he tries to put the tip inside your butt.

CAMMY: Eww....

COLIN: Yeah, I know. That part always suprises you a little, but it's fast
like a bee sting. Like a pinch. Plus, his juice comes out REALLY fast if
he gets his thing anywhere near your butt. That always makes his juice
come out SUPER fast. Believe me.

CAMMY: Okay.

COLIN: And sometimes he likes you to turn around so he can shoot his juice
on your tummy or in your mouth.

CAMMY: EWWWW! NO WAY he's putting his juice in MY mouth!

COLIN: Do it, dumb shit! He pays extra when he does it in your mouth or in
your butt.

CAMMY: But do I have to eat it?

COLIN: No, just spit it out, stupid.

CAMMY: Ewwww.

COLIN: Once I spit it out in my hand and rubbed my cock up and down with it
and he moaned so much I thought he was going to pass out.

CAMMY: Wow.

COLIN: And then he bought me a new X-Box game.

CAMMY: Wow.

COLIN: So just do whatever he wants. The part where he smells you takes a
long time, but the rest is over really, really fast.

CAMMY: Okay.

COLIN: The butt-smelling makes him get his juice REALLY fast.

CAMMY: Okay.

COLIN: And if you think he's weird when he's doing it, just keep thinking
"X-Box, X-Box," that's what I do...and then before you know it...BAM, he
gets his juice, and then he's all done.

CAMMY: Wow.

COLIN: Easy.

CAMMY (shrugs): You sure my butt stinks good enough?

COLIN: Yep. You're gonna do fine. Now quiet. Here he comes.

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DIRTY: VASEK

Everybody meet Vasek.

He's 15 this year. Just turned 15.

Everything about Vasek is dirty.

His shirt is dirty, and it's already and around his neck, which is dirty
too. Sweet little rivulets of salty boy sweat dried into dirt brown crinkle
tracks you'll notice as you mount his stinky rectum doggie style and nibble
on the back of his hairline, right under his ear.

His jeans are dirty. You'll have those off him in a heartbeat though, and
tossed aside in a reckless pile at the bottom of his bed on your way to
what you're really after.

His underwear are dirty. When you peel them off, the hot musk of horny boy
funk is going to hit your nostrils like a fucking missile assualt. You'll
smell that ass long before you fuck it, for a long long time. It's good.

The ass you'll fuck, but those underwear, oh yeah. Those are going home in
a Ziplock bag where they'll be re-enjoyed thoroughly...the back part, where
his ass left a natural scent overload of natural Slavik grease tracks, and
the front part where you wiped your boy-funk cock off after you came
in him.

And his ass. Oh that ass. It's dirty in the finest way. No poop. No
brown. Just the funky raw vinegar smell of unwashed boy, ready to be
nose-fucked and globe-spread till you've had your fill, till your body is
shaking and convulsing on the verge of explosion, gulping down fresh
lungfuls of Vasek's sweetstink boypussy like it's the last thing on earth
left to breathe.

He's puzzled and silent why you'd spend so much time nose-nursing at his
greasy backdoor. He knows it stinks. He can smell it himself. And why
anybody'd want their nose in it, especially as long as you've been there,
is utterly perplexing to him. But it doesn't hurt, so all the better for
him. He's perfectly content to let you gulp down your fill. Dumbly
perplexed, but pleased and content.

And after awhile, your nose in his shit chute starts making him hard. You
sniff and you sniff, and eventually, the nerve endings on his anus start
overpowering his brain's ridiculous attempt to try to find logic in it, and
tingly and hardening, he starts pushing back against you.

Pushing his crinklestink into your nose. Starting to breathe faster a
little. And when you start licking that greasy little shitbox with your
tongue, then he really does start to push back. That part makes him
moan. That part gets him whimpering. Stinky little ass puppy, sweet and
sour and whimpering under your poking butt tongue.

Everything about Vasek is going to be dirty. The way his stinky ass feels
greasy and a little bit gritty as you slide your cock into it's
virgin-tight slot tube.

The way he swears a little in Russian while you're bottoming out in his
colon.

The way he grabs the dirty sheets and blankets on his bed where he's never
been fucked before.

And the way you put a finger in his mouth to shush him, and he bites down
on it as you shove your cock in as far as it goes to unload your jizz in
the stinky hot depths of his muscle-sucking boy cunt.

Everything about Vasek is dirty. Hot and secret and fuckably dirty.

If you want some boystink, there he is.

If you want a clean boy, you'll have to move on.

Vasek is a good boy, everybody. 15 and horny.

Meet fulfillment, everybody.

Everybody meet Vasek.

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Somebody once said about writing, "If you're afraid of what people
might think of you, then you better not give up your day job."

This series is dedicated to Josh Terrence.
He's fierce, funny and fearless.
A master of his craft.
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#joshterrence

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