****** Folsom Street ******
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Folsom Street


I wasn't sure I would score tonight. I had been cruising Folsom for a couple
hours with no luck. It wasn't cold so I only wore a ragged t-shirt with my
levis and boots.

Just when I was ready to give up, I pass a big guy, maybe 6 ft. 5 in., with the
start of a beer belly, and a wad packed in his crotch. I slowed and so did he.
I hate to waste time fucking around so I said, "I need a mouthful of cock. Can
you help me out?" Without a word he pulls open his fly and yanks out a fat,
beefy dick...right there on Folsom. I didn't need to get busted (although I
admit I like a mouthful of black inmate cum) so I led him around the corner
toward Howard into one of those little alleyways. I dropped to my knees and
sucked his shaft into my juicy mouth. Its uncut and cheesy. Just like I like
it. He has dropped his pants so I can lap at his balls and ass. I clean the
crud from under his foreskin and the shit caked in his crack.

"You like it dirty." he pants. "Come on home with me. I got someone I want you
to meet. You two are gonna get along fine." I consider saying no. I'm getting
off on the danger of being on the sidewalk sucking a fat piece of meat. But my
drive for cock tells me that two is better than one, so I accept his offer.
Three blocks away and we enter one of those shack-like buildings off Howard
Street. There's only four rooms but it looks comfortable and lived in.

Sitting in a recliner is a hunky man in boxer shorts. He is leaning back with
his knees drawn up. "This is my Dad, Bob. My name's Sam. How 'bout a beer?"
"Sounds good," I reply while checking out the opening of Bob's boxer shorts.
The idea that these two were father and son made the anticipation even hotter.
I could smell his crotch and my mouth is watering wondering what's inside that
hole. It didn't take long to find out.

Sam comes out of the kitchen with three beers and his meat flopping down from
his fly. As he hands his Dad a bottle, Bob draws his son's cock into his mouth
and slurps down on it. Sam takes a swig from his beer and motions me to come
closer. He leans over and pulls out his father's cock through the opening of
the boxer shorts. His dad's meat is not quite as fat as Sam's but its at least
two inches longer.

"Hey, Dad. This guy eats dick cheese and shit. I know you keep your meat extra
spicy for such special occasions." Then he says to me, "Have a taste of real
crotch crud." I didn't need a second invitation as I slammed my mouth down on
Bob's big pecker. He must not've washed for at least two weeks. His crotch was
ripe with a pungent odor as only a hot man can emit. As I licked up the cheese
under his foreskin I watched as Sam pulled his meat out of his dad's mouth and
held it steady, aimed at Bob's open mouth. Bob's tongue was darting out trying
to lap at his son's giant meat when a beautiful stream of luscious piss shot
into his face and started to fill his mouth. Gulp after gulp of piss coursed
down Bob's eager throat. As he drank the precious fluid, he gave me his own
gusher of hot piss. It caught me unawares and it spilled out of my mouth and
into his filthy, hairy crotch. I farted and pissed onto Bob's naked feet where
I was kneeling, making a pool of piss.

We removed all our clothes and Bob asked me to crouch over his face and force
some farts. This I did wish relish while his son sat on his dad's cock and
leaned forward to suck on my nipples. I could feel Bob's tongue against my
hole. He fastened his lips to my asshole and blew air into my ass. I soon gave
him some juicy farts. I felt a movement in my ass and warned him, "Here comes a
log of shit, man." Bob opened his mouth wide and waited. Soon a fat, 8 inch
turd slipped out of my ass right into his drooling mouth. I stood up to admire
my work and almost shot my load taking in the picture. Sam was riding his
father's cock while his dad lay there with a turd jutting out of his mouth. Sam
leaned forward and, kissing his father, took the other end of the shit log into
his mouth. They kissed and chewed until they ate the turd completely and
smeared the shit on their lips. I joined them in the kiss and licked my own
shit from their faces. Bob continued to pump his son's ass and soon let out a
moan as he blew his load up the man hole. Sam rode it a little while longer
then slowly stood up, letting Bob's meat flop out of his ass. It was covered
with his shit and Bob's cum. I dropped to the floor and drew the ripe cock into
my mouth. I ate all the cum and shit, licking the shaft clean and back into a
full erection. I farted again and shit a load onto the floor. Bob rolled over
and lapped at it while Sam pissed into the pile.

Then Sam made me lie face up on the floor while he squatted over my mouth. His
dad's load was dripping out of his gaping ass as he pushed out a wet fart. I
lapped at his hole, careful not to miss a drop of Bob's cum. Suddenly, a rope
of manshit shot out of his hole right into my hungry mouth. I tried to keep up
with the big shitload but started to let some fall onto my chin. Then Bob
squatted with his back to the back of his son and began to give me a hot wad of
shit. I shot my load just watching the two studs flex their holes into my
waiting mouth.

The father-son studs stood up and kissed passionate while they shot their loads
onto my shit-riddled body. We suck and ate and kissed and fucked each other all
night.

The next time I came by they had a big German Shepherd as a pet. But I'll tell
you about that later.

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