- <top>Carlos Antonio Arévalo Macas (Antonio) : Husband of Monita and father of Carlos and Danna. He works as an event organizer for Latin artists in Switzerland. His birthday is on August 9th.
- Carlos Arévalo Vega : Antonio’s and Monita’s son. He has completed his studies and now works at FC Stade Lausanne Ouchy. His birthday is on November 18th
- Danna Arévalo : Antonio’s and Monita’s daughter and Carlos’s sister. She also finished her studies. Her birthday is on May 21st.
- Monita Vega Valencia : Antonio’s wife and mother of Carlos and Danna. Her birthday is on December 15th
Antonio Arévalo Lojano lay naked in the living room. Normally, the whole family watched TV together on Sunday nights, but his 21 year old son Carlos had a date with his girlfriend. He lay stretched on the couch with his flaccid penis hanging down sideways. His daughter Danna lay naked on her damp bath towel on her stomach near the TV. Her feet bobbed up and down in the air as she laughed at the episode of The Simpsons playing on TV. Danna sputtered a loud fart. Antonio’s wife Monita was concentrating on a crossword puzzle on their cozy comforter. Danna farted again.
"I can smell that one over here!" Joked Antonio. "Papá tiene hambre, así que ¡Subida!"
Danna walked over to her dad with her eyes still on the TV as she kept laughing. She climbed up on the couch and sat her soft, smooth and bathtub fresh butt on her dad's face. Once firmly planted, she let loose another serious of more stinky farts. Antonio wrapped his lips around the girl’s budding lips as they opened. Danna grunted and mouthful of semi-soft shit ejected into her dad's mouth. Never breaking the seal, Antonio swallowed the creamy dump in three fast gulps.
Danna farted soft fudge and sighed. Antonio swallowed again and began using his tongue to extricate every last smudge of shit from his girl’s hole. A couple of minutes later, Danna’s legs grew restless. Antonio patted Danna’s but and dismissed her.
Just before Danna plopped her naked body back on the carpet, she spread her cheeks for her dad to confirm her hole was clean. Now Danna sat up with her legs crossed in front of him and laughed at the Simpsons again. Monita was mouthing a puzzle clue to herself.
"Capital of Mongolia? Ah, Ulaanbaatar!"
Just then, Carlos comes in the front door. As he turns to lock the door, he's already kicking off his shoes and pulling off his coat. He sat on the chair by the door and pulled off his pants. He was naked after pulling off his shirt off except for his sweat socks.
"Y'all have fun?" Antonio asked his oldest son.
"Sí, papá the movie was okay, but I mostly enjoyed making out the whole time!"
"Ese es mi hijo !" Antonio chuckled.
Talking about his date, Carlos’s penis was now getting hard.
"Tell me all about it!" His dad said.
"Well, we sat near the back and the movie's so old now hardly anyone was there. Even though it's cold out, she wore a dress with no panties like I asked! I kissed her and fingered her pussy and made her come like four times!"
"Ese es mi hijo !" Monita said not looking up from her crossword.
She pulled the blanket around her more. She wasn't sure how her lovely familly weren't cold. The heater was on, but the old house was drafty. Antonio sat up with one knee at his chest and the other stretched out. He patted on his leg and Carlos sat on his lap as he told his dad about his date.
"What about you?" Antonio whispered. "Your gun still cocked?"
He playfully slapped Carlos’s hard dick as Carlos lay back against his dad's chest.
"Yeah!"
As they talked, Antonio rubbed Carlo’ abs.
"Then I we went outside and waited for her mom to show up and take us home. Say papá, you already ate? I smell your breath and I know you ate, but I gotta go bad right now. I held off going to the bathroom to stay with Alia and her wet pussy."
"Well, your sister fed me, but it was lite. You have a big load?"
"Hell yeah, it's kind of cramping now."
"Hey hijo, throw that towel up here!" Antonio called out to Danna.
Danna kept her eyes on the TV and tossed her towel backward and Carlos caught it. Antonio and Carlos sat up to put the big towel underneath them and sat back down on it. Antonio sat with his feet on the carpet. Carlos lay down on the couch on his back with his feet on his dad's lap. Antonio pulled Carlo’s feet to scoot his whole body down to his. When Carlos pulled his knees to his chest, his dad gently pulled his butt up onto his right leg. A silent fart opened Carlos’s butthole into a circle and the smell of solid shit wafted to his dad's nose like a fine wine. After Carlos’s hole closed, Antonio spit on his thumb and rubbed it around his son's tight pucker. Antonio tried to relax it by massing Carlos’s crack and taint with the palm of hand. Then the soft back of his hand. He realized it would need some coaxing.
Antonio turned half a quarter turn with his torso and lifted up Carlos’s butt into the air. He drooled warm spit down into the hole. As it farted again, the spit disappeared inside it. To speed things up, Antonio lapped up and down his son's asshole.
"Ya viene, papá!"
Now Antonio lay back against the cushions and watched his son's hole bloom open into a perfect circle and the crown of compressed nuggets were exposed. He licked his lips. Carlos’s hole crackled and popped as the turd emerged, halfway out, it broke in two and Antonio caught it. He bit into it with his front teeth and started chewing.
"¿Bueno, papá?"
"Sí, tastes good, but it's kinda dry. You need to drink more water, bud!"
"Okay papá!"
After he swallowed the first chunk, he used his pinky to loosen the chunks trapped between his back teeth and gums. He shoved the rest of the half-turd into his mouth and chomped. He swallowed hard. Now he turned to his son who began dispensing more turd.
After the compressed nuggets, the turd slimmed to a smoother log of a lighter brown. The turd glistened with his boy's ass juices. He inhaled deeply as the turd popped out into his hand.
"That's not all of papá, I still feel packed!"
His dad nodded in understanding. Now Bob's Burgers was on and both laughed together. Even Monita looked up to see what was funny and smiled. She went back to her puzzle. Antonio took multiple bites of Carlos’s first log. He smacked his mouth when the last bit went down.
"You need a drink papá?"
"Sí !"
So Antonio leaned down as Carlos spread his knees and let his dad's mouth cover his soft dick. He sighed as his piss started flowing into his dad's mouth. As the flow got faster, Antonio gulped and gulped. He left his son's penis in his lips until the flow stopped.
"Mmm!" Antonio said. "¡Qué sabroso hijo!"
Carlos pressed his knees together now to push out the next turd. This one was longer and softer. It curled into his dad's hands as it come out with a whistle. Carlos was watching TV again and laughing in unison with his sister. Antonio ate the new turds in five segments. The head was nice, but he preferred the tastier, earthy flavored center. He enjoyed it, chew by chew! Finally he made it to the tapered end.
"Here comes another, papá!" Carlos grunted.
"I don't know how you can eat all that after the big dinner we had!"
Said Monita.
Her husband shrugged and laughed. Carlo’s next shit was soft and pushed out fast in coils into his dad's hands. A few stray nuggets popped out in a blob of butt sauce.
As the credits rolled on the TV, Monita stood up.
"Time for bed, chica ! Come on!"
Danna scooted her cute, pert butt up and hopped to a stand. Her colt-like legs ran to her dad. She kissed her dad goodnight on the cheek.
"G'nite papá!"
"Goodnight, hija!"
"I'm turning in myself. You two don't stay up too late! Don't make a mess on the couch!"
"We won't, mamá !" Carlos said.
"Nite cariño!" Answered.
Antonio and Carlos stayed still for a minute or so. The pile of shit was getting cold, but they waited to ensure she was away.
"To the floor, hijo !" Antonio said low.
Carlos grabbed the towel from under his dad as Antonio stood up. Carlos lay it flat on the carpet and collapsed on his back.
"Finally!" Carlos groaned.
His dad sat down on over his crotch and took the huge piles of soft shit in his hands and pressed it onto Carlos’s chest, legs and feet. Now he smeared it up and down his son's legs and feet. His large and rough hands pressed the shirt further up and rubbed the shit all over Carlos’s face.
"Fuck yeah!" He moaned.
Now for the first time all evening, both men had erections. All of Carlos’s face was covered in his shit except for his eyes. He snorted to pushed the shit out of his nose. Antonio massaged his son's feet with shit. As it got firmer, he spit into it to make it softer. He gripped Carlos’s hard dick and milked it. Shit was the best lube he thought.
He now sucked on Carlos’s shitty toes making his son moan. As he shit-jacked Carlos’s penis, he randomly shoved his middle finger in his son’s hole to see if any more fudge had dislodged. Now what he had been saving up for two days began to emerge. He reached back to catch the first piece.
"I've saved this up for you, sexy!"
"Wow, cool papá! Gimme some!"
"Hold on, it's coming."
Carlos squirmed as his dad jacked his dick tightly with his own shit. Antonio raised his hand and brought down part of a soft log. He hand-fed it to Carlos a bite at a time.
"That's it hijo...yeah. Nice and slow. More to come!"
"Fuck papá, your shit's always so damn good. Delicioso como la mierda!"
"Here comes more!"
He put the next soft blobs in Carlos’s open mouth. Carlos swallowed it whole like an oyster! He sucked his dad's fingers clean from the fresh shit and the older dried shit. His handsome dad looked down and smiled exposing perfect teeth that were caked in brown shit!
"Más papá!"
Carlos begged like a junkie wanting more meth.
"Fuck papá!"
"Here you go, eat slow...quit gobbling it all down so fast!"
"Sorry," Carlos apologized.
Now Antonio stood up and placed his ass over his son's mouth. His hole swelled up like a feeding tube and started to push out more butt fudge.
Carlos’s mouth opened wide. As he promised his dad, he slowed down. He sucked on this batch of shit and pressed it against the roof of his mouth with his tongue. It had hints of a sweet aftertaste like a diet soda leaves. It was perfectly smooth, grade A man-shit. Antonio bent over and jacked his son while licking his balls in the 69 position. When he felt a tongue on his hole, he knew to feed more to Carlos. He pushed and felt soft shit gently squishing out of him.
"Mmm, fuck!" Carlos cooed.
His dad fed more and Carlos’s cheeks bulged like a hamster hoarding its food. He let it release from his cheeks onto his tongue little by little. Finally, the shit was gone and he signaled for more. Antonio grunted and pushed out hard. The final dump was akin to a fireworks show where the big finale was the best. The rest of Antonio’s shit load twisted out like frozen chocolate yogurt coming out of a soft-service machine.
Antonio stood up to see at least a pound of soft, creamy sludge covering his son's face. He took a handful of it and coated Carlos’s hard penis.
Next, he bent down and slowly pressed Carlos’s dick into his hole. Again, shit was the best lube!
As Antonio rode his son's dick, he pressed his chest to Carlos’s and they kissed rubbing shit all over each other's face. In less than a minute, Carlos cried out and his body convulsed. His dad kissed him hard and rode him fast. The orgasm felt explosive to Carlos! Antonio sat up jacking his cock in a fury to finally let cum spurt on his son's chest and face.
Then he fell on top of Carlos. They shit-kissed with longs strings of saliva connecting their mouths exchanging pieces of undigested food with their tongues like the paella and chorizo they ate for dinner.
"Damn papá, why is mamá such a hard ass? She acts like me eating shit is the same as smoking cigarettes, chewing tobacco, or doing weed!"
"I know hijo, she's just protective."
"It's not fair, you get to eat it all you want!"
"I know, but let's go shower before we get busted! She thinks only I'm doing all the eating.
The two of them got up to find by a miracle, there was no shit on the carpet. Carlos grabbed the towel and swatted his dad's ass with it. The two roughhoused to the shower. Once inside the glass walls, brad turned on the water.
"Wait, you're forgetting dessert!"
"Duh, sorry papá!"
They both laughed. Carlos squatted behind his father and pulled his dad's cheeks apart. A nasty fart erupted and then a torrent of cum started to drool down. Carlos caught it on his tongue before he locked his mouth onto his dad's anus. Antonio grunted and farted all the sperm from his hole to his son. Carlos stood up to kiss his father. Tongues dueled as they shared the shitty cum.
"Now sit!" Antonio said.
Carlos sat on the small bench built into the shower wall. His dad aimed his cock at his face and a stream of yellow piss began to flow. Immediate opened his mouth to let it go down his throat.
A while later, the shower was empty. All shit bits had been flushed down the drain with the shower's handheld spray. Only a Bath N Bodyworks herbal shower gel scent filled the bathroom. The shitty towel was in the dirty clothes hamper. Antonio went to his bed and spooned behind his wife.
Carlos lay in his bed savoring shit-burps. He rubbed his full belly and sighed. Normally flat, his belly bulged after eating such a fine meal.
His sister lay in the twin bed opposite him. He heard the covers rustling.
"You still up?" His sister said groggily.
"Yeah, just got in bed."
Danna slid out of her bed and quickly crawled into bed with her brother.
"Goodnight!" Danna said.
She snuggled her face into her brother's armpit.
"Nite. Love you.
