Chapter 3 -- FISTED.
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-Ok, I will. Hope you're not uncomfortable seeing me nude.
But first I had to give him an intense kiss again. While I was kissing him I began to stroke his ears affectionately, then his forehead, his eyes, nose, cheeks and chin and I ended the kiss and urged my father to strip.
-But you know you have no need to touch me, please stop, Jimmy.
-I won't stop, dad. You are really taking me to heaven this afternoon. Let me please go with the flow of my emotions, dad. I really need to touch you now. And for God's sake, take off your clothes and let me see you naked and I will touch everything. I really need it.
He started then by removing his shoes and socks. His feet had some smell, not as much as mine, but curiously that smell aroused me. Before he took off some more clothes I had to stroke his bare feet, my fingers were getting some smell and I took them to my mouth and tasted my father's perfume; it really was perfume for me now. Then he took off pants and briefs, really yellow then. I grabbed his underwear and sniffed something of my father's masculinity. I told him I was really aroused and please let me touch you and give you some fun. So I took my left hand to his balls and started stroking them and thus I was for a couple of minutes till I made up my mind and started to stroke his cock, first time in my life I was touching a cock that was not mine. I got chills touching my father; it was pornographic but he was terrified. I told him "please dad let me feel, I can assure you I feel wonderfully now and I want to touch you. You can be sure that after today, we will often have sex." I urged him to take off his T-shirt.
I could not believe his naked chest was so sexy and it turned me on so much but instantly I began to touch him as he had touched me before. I think I was getting the same fetish of man's sweat he had and touched every drop of sweat I could and also licked his nipples. He moaned and I think he started to be calm, convinced now that his son was enjoying what he was doing. I raised his arms and sniffed his pits and instantly I had to tell him the new truth: "I'm sure that after today I will always have the need to smell a sweaty boy. So please dad, you have to allow me". But of course I also started to lick the sweat on his armpits and I told him that was also something that was taking me to heaven. Finally I asked him to stand up and turn. I also wanted to see his ass and touch it. And the vision of those sexy twin globes made me really desire to touch my father's ass and I stroked it slowly and even dared take one of my fingers in his crack for a moment, no more because I soon saw that he was scared, so I took my finger out but took it to my nose and sniffed and then tasted it; I told him his ass juices also turned me on. I repeated I would be touching and kissing him all the afternoon and added: "you are a very sexy boy, dad. I like watching you naked. And now we will happily spend hours naked together." But I also told him that now it was the turn of his second masturbation before he fisted me.
-Ok, I will jack off again. I have enjoyed the taste of your pits so much that I will start by licking them again.
So I assumed the position of lying on my back on the couch so he could raise my arms and rest his tongue on my ripe pits again. The more he slurped my sweat and enjoyed the more I was slowly becoming convinced that I could never again have more arousing sex than with my father. He knew how to please me, encouraging me to smell all I wanted and the certainty that I was arousing being dirty began to fill me as the hottest sexual sensation I had ever felt.
And finally he dared lick my cock. He would not give me a blowjob since I had told him I didn't want him to but I began to feel with the strokes of his tongue on my dirty dick that being blown by a man would be a new heaven I could enter. But in order to achieve that new pleasure I should have the guts to suck my father's cock first: would I dare? Perhaps I would; that afternoon of incestuous sex was being, I knew it perfectly well, the most arousing of my sexual life. Meanwhile he licked and licked his son's cock. Now he could. And he was recording the taste on his brain, still unable to believe that after today I would let him taste my shaft every day. But I was sure about it. I was thinking about all this when suddenly I heard him yelling again with the pleasure of his second consecutive cum.
-My hot father, now I hope you really fist me; oh how I desire it.
-It will be really difficult with a virgin ass. I only promise I will try but of course you will ask me to stop sooner or later and I will stop. But there is another anal pleasure I forgot to mention, or maybe I didn't forget it, because this new pleasure is necessary for g-spot, which I would take you to now if you asked me. But ok, there's something more called rimming, which is licking the ass slowly. And don't worry: I will taste your shit again, but you know I love it.
So before he fisted me I could feel another part of his inside me, now his tongue. I soon saw what being rimmed was like and I said to myself that all the anal pleasures I was discovering today should be repeated, but first I had to take courage and rim my father too. Why not? At that moment I was even curious to know what an ass tasted like and I felt like tasting that ass, the most forbidden ass for me since it was my father's. Meanwhile he was savouring my shit like crazy, praising the taste of that cake I produced and indeed with every slurp he brought the smell of shit more clearly to the room so it soon started smelling of shit, my own shit, and I got used to that smell and it began to slowly arouse me. Meanwhile my father's tongue in my ass was a new heaven I was entering, but it was taking him so long that I guessed he wanted to take me to g-spot, so I told him.
-Dad, do not take me to g-spot now, please. Be brave and fist me. I'm really curious.
-Ok, Jimmy, this may take hours if you want. I will be slow and will enter one finger, which I know you like; you've cum twice with one of my fingers. Then if you still desire it, I will be progressively letting my fingers in. Remember you can ask me to stop.
-Come on dad, stick your finger in my ass again.
-I will use no gloves if it is the same to you.
-Of course dad, I know how you would like to take your fist out coated in shit later.
He began then with his little finger. It would be his right hand that would, hopefully, fist me.
-I can never get tired of your finger in my ass now, dad. And if you really love me I want you to often finger fuck me. Come on, dad, we can be slow but let your ring finger in too.
I was constantly talking to him so he was reassured and dared to keep on fisting me. The feeling now was that of greater pain. Now I really started to feel some pain but I knew I would not falter. I wanted pain in my ass as a means of reaching ecstasy, and I told him the truth: it was hurting me a bit, but the pain was also becoming sublime and I entreated him to enter his middle finger too. He said ok and started, shyly and terrified.
-Oh, Jimmy, my hot and brave Jimmy, if only you had been fucked before. You're asking your father to give you pain.
-Pain and pleasure, dad. Oh, I love it, gimme more, please.
-Ok, since so far I know you can endure it.
-Dad, four fingers, please stick your forefinger in too and move it from left to right and back again so my ass can be really stretched for the pleasure of a dick one close day.
He started moving his four fingers inside me then as I had asked him, slowly and painstakingly from left to right, from right to west, and all the corners of my ass were being stretched.
-Oh, Jimmy, I have the sexiest of sons, the most courageous of sons, the most resilient of boys to endure four fingers in your virgin ass. I am moved. I can never find a boy as hot as you. But remember we don't have to do it in a single day. We could go little by little in some days. So would you not prefer I take my fingers out now and we can go on tomorrow?
-So far I can endure it, dad. Please be a longer while and I would even like the pain of your fingers inside me to be accompanied by more spanks, please dad. I wanna reach ecstasy with my ass today, with my father, with pain. So please spank me and do not withdraw your fingers yet. Move them inside, dad.
He started to spank me again, persuaded that I wanted a red ass and at least spanking was a big pleasure for me. And timidly he continued moving his four fingers inside me, widening my ass which I was sure could take a dick soon and feel no pain, because being fisted, I would be opened up by my father.
-Dad, I entreat you now, please, at least I want to feel the sensation of having your five fingers in my ass today. Dare do it, dad.
I could perceive he was terrified but indeed he let his thumb in now. With his five fingers inside I thought I had reached my pain level but I wanted to withstand it.
-What are you feeling now, Jimmy? Tell me the truth.
-It hurts like hell, dad.
-I knew it. So shall I take my fingers out at last?
-No, dad, the more pain I am experiencing the more I desire to know this anal pleasure better. I entreat you dad, for the love you feel for me, keep on with all your fingers inside me and try to slowly shape your hand into a fist.
I could notice how he moved his five fingers inside me, shaping a fist now. Finally! I had his fist in my ass and it was being stretched. Not wanting him to withdraw his fist soon, I asked him.
-Have you been fisted many times, dad?
-Well, I have counted the times Ron has fisted me. They have been eleven times so far. And I have fisted him other eleven times. And I remember two other guys who have fisted me. So thirteen times if I remember correctly.
-Dad, I will soon cum. It's a delirium of pain now, dad, but my ass and yours are twin asses, and we feel the same sensations. You have only been an angel who has shown me today the road leading to heaven. I am in heaven now, dad, and I want to slowly explore all of the landscapes of heaven. I'm cumming now, dad, but please do not withdraw your fist yet.
And even I was surprised seeing the amount of semen I was spilling. My father started to cry, saying he was moved knowing he was making me cum so often and still amazed that he had such a brave son who dared to be fisted without having ever been fucked.
-All my life I'll need pleasures with my ass now, dad, or I will feel sexually frustrated after now. Everything we're doing is ok, dad. Please go on and dare to enter your forearm too. The more pain, the more pleasure.
He was a bit more running his fist inside me left to right, right to left and then deeper. My father's fist must be now in my intestines. But I wanted more and entreated him to come deeper with his forearm. At that moment I was convinced I could withstand all kinds of pain in my ass and I was slowly getting the resolve to also be fucked by him that extraordinary heavenly day. And he dared, terrified but convinced enough by now that I would not ask him to stop till he had pushed some of his forearm inside me too and at least persuaded that the boy he lusted for, his own son, would fist him too one close day. Finally after at least five minutes of delirium, I told him he could finally take his fist out, but told him please to do it in the most painful way he knew. He said ok and I could notice the terrible pain that it caused me, but my cock got crazy then and despite the many times I had already shot my load, I could not help it and started cumming, which is better than saying I did cum again. But now it was an endless stream as, my father would tell me later, all the features of my face contorted while I was spilling a never-ending lake of cum onto the floor. I came, yelled, told him I had been taken to a heaven I did not want to leave so soon, and I continued cumming. My father could not believe I could cum so much and in a single afternoon he had taken me to the climax of my sexual life. I did not know my sexual orientation now and thought that I was bisexual like my father. I was thinking all this as my cock kept pouring cum in long torrents, the greatest amount of cum I had ever shot. But finally my dick stopped.
-So we have finished, my hot and brave son. Finally it has taken us no more than three quarters of an hour. But we could stop having sex now.
.Not yet, dad --and I approached his lips again and gave him an even more intense kiss now, longer, much longer, as I was also touching his cock and jacking him off a little. Then I surprised him by saying.
-Dad, now I would like you to fuck me.
In that moment I heard him shouting again as a new load spurted from his sexy dick. I saw that even if we were having a lot of mutual sex that day, he could never have expected to hear those words from me.
-I don't know if I would like to do that to you, Jimmy. I am persuaded now that you really want a cock up your ass, but it should be a different cock, not mine.
-Dad, I can see that even with the wonderful sex afternoon we are having you are still shy and not convinced yet of the pleasures I am having. But as I can still see you with a lot of doubts, I will ask you to sit on the couch now beside me. I am gonna jack you off. Please allow me, dad: I really desire to give some fun to your dick now. And you can grasp my cock and jack me off too. Something tender again between two horny guys that are comfortably having sex now with each other. Nothing wrong, dad: nothing can be better than a father and a son showing each other how much they love and how tender they can be. Sit on the couch, please.
And instantly he sat next to me and I began to touch him. All the time I would be jacking him off now, I would be touching him. With no hesitation, I grasped his dick and kissed him at the same time. He dared grasp my dick and we started to jack each other off, two horny guys having more sex before they fucked each other. I enjoyed his cock in my fist now. I had first to have a long talk with him in order to convince him for the next step.