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Panting and almost out of breath, Aiden opens the front door to his small suburban home. Upon entering, he immediately slouches onto a coach. Previously, he would have taken a shower or dried off all the sweat from his body, rather than letting it drip and rub all over his furniture. However, he no longer cares. His home was never fully clean or tidy, yet it was nowhere near the state it is today. A state that is unbearably messy, and in which every room is soaked in the scent of manly pheromones, urine, semen and all sorts of musty bodily odours.
The reason? Well, he’s coming through the door just about now.
A younger male with purple, unruly hair walks through the front door whilst stretching his arms out, allowing the pungent smell of his musty pits to waft across the living room. “Man, that was a good run! I am beat!”
Ever since he offered to allow Yoichi to live with him, his house has never seen fresh air.. and neither has he.. Aiden knew Yoichi had animal-like behaviourism, and thus hated cleanliness and human home structures. The boy was raised by a freakin’ Siberian Husky!
Though.. he never thought it would be like this..
Aiden looked around, his apartment a mess with dirty clothes all over the floor. But that wasn’t the issue.. You see, Yoichi had a dog-like tendency to mark his new home with.. his piss.. He did so to calm himself. It was a trait he carried from Yuki, his former pet, to assert dominance and scare away other dogs. Now, he can’t stop doing it. He also tries to imitate the fur shedding of a dog - He rubs his body hair and pubes all over the place. This all on top of the fact that Yoichi just naturally stinks. He rarely ever showers and dislikes the use of any form of deodorant or perfume.
This has been going on for the past 3 months. Over time, Aiden just learnt to adjust to it. To be more precise, he simply adapted to it by becoming less clean and tidy himself. He even started to shower less, and, similar to Yoichi, threw his worn clothes wherever. That is, when Yoichi wears clothes. At home, Yoichi often prefers to wear only a jockstrap with a fluffy dog-tail butt-plug. Occasionally he’ll pair it up with a baggy singlet.
And there he goes, Yoichi begins to strip off his sweat-soaked workout clothes and dump them besides Aiden, leaving on only his stinky jockstrap. It was once white, but, due to being worn excessively and abused, had gained splodgey yellow tints from all the piss and cum stains.
“Dude, you stink!” Aiden teased.
“Hehe, wanna smell more?” Yoichi said seductively while moving to sit onto Aiden’s lap.
Suddenly, a loud knock on the door interrupts their moment. Yoichi jumps off Aiden and hides behind the coach. He’s fairly shy and cautious of strangers.
Aiden walks up to the door, perplexed at who could be visiting them at 8:30am. He opens it to an “AIDEN!! Thank God you’re up! I messaged you, but got no response. Sorry, this is all so sudden and out of nowhere”
“Wait, wait! Calm down and take it slow, Sarah” Aiden replies, now aware that it’s his older sister, holding a carry basket with her 3-month-old baby boy. And behind them, her 7-year-old son.
Sarah takes a deep breath, “Okay, so I need you to take care of them. I can’t stay and explain more. I’m in a rush.” She hands over the baby basket to Aiden and unloads a bunch of bags and boxes from her car. “There’s a baby crib in one of these boxes, along with their toys. Food for both of them are packed in separately labelled bags. There’s a schedule for each also attached, and plenty of spare clothes, diapers and wipes.”
Aiden is absolutely stunned. Not sure what to even say, he completely forgot that he’s still a mess in his sweaty, smelly workout clothes.
“If you need anything more, give me a call.” Sarah states as she hops back in her car and starts the engine.
Panicking, “W-wait! I don’t know if I’m cut out for this stuff!” Aiden yells out in disbelief.
“It’s only for two days. I have no one else I can count on.” Sarah pouts while blowing a farewell kiss and pulling out of the driveway.
Aiden stands shocked. Unable to fully process the situation he’s suddenly placed in until he hears the door creak open. Yoichi pops his head out and scans the situation. “Babies?” he questions.
“Yeah, babies. And we have to watch over them.” Aiden pushes past Yoichi into their home and lays the baby basket on their stinky coach as he goes and brings everything else inside.
“Come in, Kenta. You’ve seen my house before. Sit down, I’ll get you something to drink and see what your mum has planned in your schedule.” Kenta obediently follows Aiden. He’s normally not so calm and obedient. But it is fairly early, and this situation is odd and unexpected. He’s most likely just as shaken up as Aiden and Yoichi are.
Kenta is suddenly hit with the strong pungent stench wafting across the home. The strong heavy smell of urine, semen and masculine pheromones. The hot sticky scent of man sweat from the two lads that had just come back from their morning run. The foul odour of unwashed clothing draped across the small home.
In the meantime, Yoichi was noticing the new fragrance of lavender and baby powder coming from the two kids. Obviously, such a soft, gentle smell was no match for the potent stench within the house. Yet, Yoichi had sharp senses - and so the slightest fragrance and synthetic flowery scent bothered him. He couldn’t handle this new smell. In fact, he wanted to pee on whatever was giving off that scent. He wanted to smother it with the odour of his nasty body. Yoichi wanted to mark the boys as his dirty property.
“Umm.. uncle Aiden, it smells bad in here.” little Kenta expressed.
Aiden turned and looked at him, then he looked at the house, at Yoichi in his dirty jockstrap, at baby Haru on the stinky coach. “Ahh.. it’s okay, you’ll get used to it. It’s become sort of a man cave in here, haha!” was all he managed to say. He tried to joke about the situation. And yet, for some reason, he was getting hard. He was enjoying this feeling. He was pitching a tent in his shorts.
He tried to quickly suppress that thought. ‘Maybe it’s because I didn’t get to jerk off this morning? Yoichi put me in the mood prior to them barging in. Yeah, that must be it!’
Kenta, still puzzled and distraught by the putrid stench, tried to look for his Nintendo Switch. At least that would help distract him. Meanwhile, Aiden went to set up the babies crib. It was a small, low-standing white frame with adjustable sides for easy access.
While putting it up in his incredibly musky bedroom, tainted in the feral stench of two men, he realised his workout shorts constricting again to the growing bulge in his crotch.
For some reason, the idea that a cute adorable baby, his precious 3-month-old nephew, would be sleeping among a sea of this putrid odour made his cock grow. He remembered the disgust on Kenta’s face, his nose crunching up upon whiffing the filth created by two unhygienic older males. Thinking of all this, Aiden begins palming the now prominent bulge through his thin shorts, letting small moans escape his lips. He sits there, lost in a sexual trance.
On the other end of the home was Yoichi, becoming increasingly irritated by the fresh scent from the baby wrapped up in a clean, soft blanket. He was mad. Baby Haru sleeping all snug right where he loved to sit. Not only that, but the scent of chemically synthesised lavender, heavy baby powder and clean soapy skin was slowly over-marking the stinky coach he loved to pee, drool, sweat, cum and rub his filthy pubes across.. It made him rage from within.
Yoichi couldn’t contain his feral mannerism. He had to act and reclaim his beloved territory. His perfect cosy coach shall be liberated once more!
He knew what needed to be done. Though, before acting on it, Yoichi scanned the environment. Aiden was off working on setting up the crib and sorting out the boxes, leaving Kenta at the kitchen counter. He was meant to be drinking the smoothie Aiden poured for him, yet he was engulfed with playing Pokémon Sword on his Nintendo Switch.
This was perfect. Yoichi was able to work on what he wanted. Wasting no time, he hopped onto the coach, cautious not to step on or shake the baby. He hovered over the infant, he was absolutely cute. His onesie barely visible under the soft blanket. He had his thumb in his mouth, sucking on it as if it was a pacifier or one of his mother’s perky tits.
Yoichi admired the view below him. He couldn’t wait to ruin this little bundle of joy. To taint this innocent image with something so dark and foul.
Swiftly taking off his filthy jockstrap, he grinned and held the musty cum and piss stained undies against the 3-month-old’s nose.
They stank! The tot scrunched his little nose and furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to squirm his head away from the pungent stench invading his nostrils, suffocating his lungs and making his breath hazy. But, Yoichi wasn’t about to let the poor child escape.
“No, you don’t. Brat!” Yoichi placed his free hand firmly on the babies head. Forcing him to stay still and continue to engulf the putrid, filthy odour of urine, semen and sweat. The pure stench of man infiltrating his small nose, forcing him to abruptly awaken from his deep sleep.
Yoichi’s loose, thick, curly pubes stuck on his jocks now grazing across the infant's face, scratching him.
Gunky yellow cock cheese smudging onto the newborns soft skin. Staining him in a cruddy substance that reeked an abhorrently foul odour. Some, even falling through into the crevice of his mouth as he tries to wail and call out for help.
It was however to no avail. His cries were muffled by the thick fabric now lodged deep against his mouth and nose. Literally suffocating him at this point.
“Awww, baby is crying?” Yoichi mocked with a wicked expression sprawled across his face, watching streams of tears trickle down the child’s red cheeks.
He loved this. It was a wild experience, one of which he never even pondered of doing.
He felt absolutely powerful. Totally unstoppable. The petite child struggling against the pressure of his bare fists. Choking the life out of the brat with his jockstrap, he chuckled to himself.
Though, he had no intentions of snuffing little Haru. He was simply enshrining his ownership over this brat.
He relaxed his pressure on the babies face. Watching the poor innocent child flail and cry. He managed to free himself from the confines of his blankey and began effortlessly pawing his cute little hands against Yoichi. Desperately trying to breathe.
Yoichi was enjoying this so much, he wanted to prolong the fun a little more.
In swift movements, he quickly repositioned himself and lifted his undies off the kid.
Now, his massive bulbous balls were pressed firmly atop the infant's head. They were huge, and full to the brim with fertile sperm. As if gently massaging him, Yoichi’s thick coarse pubes brushed into the tots smooth fluffy hair.
His thick, rank cock resting across the child’s face. His large male appendage eclipsing the child. The uncut tip of his dick, coated in an overwhelming amount of gunky yellow cock cheese, kissed the soft lips of the distraught newborn.
The child began to gag and choke. The stench was deadly. It was absolutely putrid. Beyond any humane scent. Yoichi’s cock was covered in a slimy film. It had thick, loose, curly pubes all over it, a loose one even stuck to the tip of his foreskin.
The child was breathing RIGHT ON HIS COCK. Yoichi felt the warm breath push against his heavy member. It excited him so much. He moaned, oozing a thick, gooey stream of pre-cum. Painting it onto the babies lips. Some seeping through the slit of Haru’s suffocating mouth, while the rest poured over his chin.
Grabbing his girthy cock, Yoichi began slapping his stinky member repeatedly against the infant's face. Each slap harder than the last. Pre-cum splashing all over.
“There” *slap* “take” *slap* “that” *slap* “you” *slap* “bitch!” *SLAP!*
The tot began to scream loudly, but, just before he could alert the others, Yoichi quickly shoved his thick dick into the ready to wail mouth.
“Thought you could stop me? Well, try again, slut! You're mine now, and I’m set on marking you!”
The disgusting taste flooded the little one’s mouth. His watery eyes shot up, staring at Yoichi. In a way, it seemed the little boy was trying to plead for mercy. As if he was on the verge of death. Though, all he could see now was Yoichi’s massive hairy balls hitting his face. His harsh pubes scratching him once more.
Looking down and seeing this, Yoichi only widened his grin and shoved deeper. “Yeah! choke and gag all over daddies rank cock! You're my new toy!”
The older male felt around the small mouth and pressed the head of his filthy cock right against the infant’s wet tongue. He wiped his musty, slimy dick onto the boy. The smegma coating his cock now sloshing inside the inexperienced child.
“Clean daddy Yoichi’s godly cock! Put that mouth of yours to use!”
A loud, distant thud pulled Yoichi back to his senses.
“Fuck! remembered I’m not exactly alone here. Let’s end this for now, I’ll have my fun with you again later”
However, rather than pulling out, Yoichi smirked as he huffed and sighed, releasing a long stream of hot piss straight inside the newborn.
“Ahhh.. drink up! I heard kids like ‘apple juice’, hehe”
The thick stream of dark-yellow pee flowed in an endless motion down the child’s throat and straight into his stomach along with all the pubes, smegma and cock grime.
Yoichi then pulled out, splashing the remainder of his piss all over the tots face, waterboarding him. He then aimed at the kid's body, permanently staining his now exposed onesie. Then, lifting the hem of the body-suit from around the boy’s collar, he splashed some hot piss directly onto the babies once clean skin.
Yoichi shook the remaining droplets of pee over the boy, then proceeding to rub his cock dry onto the kid’s hair.
He quickly shoved the jockstrap into the kid’s mouth.
“There, that should shut you up. Fuck! You’re so annoying!” he spat at the kid.
He looked down at the inhumane mess he created. The kid bawling as tears pushed the acidic piss laying on his face away from burning his eyes.
Grabbing the open blankey, Yoichi wrapped up the baby once more. Leaving him soaked in his warm, smelly urine. ‘It’s okay’ he thought, ‘it’ll dry up eventually’.
It didn’t take long for Haru to calm down. He was exhausted from what had just happened. All his energy spent on wailing and trying to fight back against the assault.
Yoichi gently removed his undies from the now sleeping child’s mouth. They were soaked in baby saliva, snot and tears. He smirked and put them back on. The sticky wetness didn’t matter, Yoichi enjoyed the sensation. It made him feel powerful.
As Yoichi was thinking of what to do next, he noticed a figure standing across the other side of the room. Aiden had his hand over the bulge straining his shorts, with each squeeze pre-cum oozed through the thin fabric.
He blushed, realising that Aiden was watching them. But since when?
“I-ahh.. ummm..” Yoichi was lost for words.
Aiden walked over, grinning and still massaging his aching crotch as he did so. “It’s alright, buddy. I didn’t watch the whole thing, but what I did see was fucking hot.”
Yoichi was still lost in awe. “Don’t worry, I set up a small temporary mattress in my study room and told Kenta to go to put his bags and toys there.” He pat Yoichi on the head. “To be honest, I was having similar thoughts before I stumbled in here and saw what you were doing.”
Yoichi had a blushing smile on his face now. “So.. does that mean we can..” He stopped and looked up at Aiden. Beads of sweat formed on his head, his heart thumping.
“You bet!” he huffed with a dark grin. “Let’s enjoy ourselves a bit. We both didn’t get to release our cum today. My balls are HEAVY, and I bet yours feel the same.”
Yoichi’s eyes sparkled in excitement. His mind flowing with all sorts of ideas.
This was going to be a long and fun day.
♥ [END OF CHAPTER ONE] ♥