Ander

Chapter 5 -- WHAT I NEED.

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There we were eating our omelettes and jacking each other off. He asked me now to tell him comfortably anything, no matter how pig it could be. I had already admitted I was his best friend and also his lover and at least I would have his respect.

-With one other man, Ander, I would be frightened to tell him this, but I know I can tell you even something I have often fantasized about but never told, cause I never thought I could ever find a guy like you, and it must be a guy, for girls are not this pig. I've never done anything dirty with girls so far.

-Tell me whatever you want, Julian.

-Well, Ander --I took a deep breath, but finally uttered my desire-, I would like you to forget the toilet in the bathroom forever, and after now whenever you are home, I only want you to use my stomach for everything and a lot of times every day. I want to be your only toilet at home for life.

As I expected Ander shot a big load then and of course I waited for him to spill every drop of semen and I started to masturbate him again.

-Julian, I have already cum, but you haven't. And I think you will after I tell you something. I want all your dreams to come true. Any dream you want to have with me, you will, under certain conditions that I will tell you later. But I accept you.

Now it was my turn to cum and as Ander had promised he also started a new masturbation to his father, the fourth one now.

-You don't know how happy you have just made me, Ander. Now I'm your only toilet too and you'll be my feeder.

-Remember I will tell you my conditions later, but first I want to hear you.

-First you just should be the one asking me to jack you off, to suck your cock or tell me you want to fuck me again, as many times as you want.

-No, Julian. I will be your feeder now but you will decide the sex part. I mean this, dad. As now I will live always nude, whenever it's your fucking will, grasp my cock and jack me off, or stick it in your mouth and suck it. Whenever you want to be fucked, just tell me: Ander, fuck me now and I will, that simple. And the same whenever you want to lick my feet, my pits, my ass, my nostrils or any part of my body. So you decide the sex part, Julian. Now tell me with every possible detail the excrements part.

-Ok, my hot lover, I will tell you. First your semen: I always want you to cum in my mouth or in my ass after now, but if I jack you off and you cum, I also wanna eat it, so I'll start now --and just then I knelt down and ate his last cum which had fallen to the floor-, will you let me taste every drop of your semen now? I could also stick a finger in my ass and eat the semen you have just filled my ass with.

-The semen part is clear, dad, go on.

-Now your sweat. I really want you to have a really filthy smell. And as you have told me I will be the one who decides, I wanna spend my whole life licking your feet, your pits, any part of your body you have some smell on.

-Good, dad.

-Now for piss. I want you to piss in my mouth over and over again, the whole day, even in bed, and since we are going to bed together now, as far as I am awake, piss in my mouth and of course you can do it never warning me beforehand whenever I'm giving you a new blowjob. But for piss and everything: if in the middle of the night you feel like pissing, just leave the bed for a while and piss in the toilet, but don't flush. Just let your piss there all night and when I wake up you can tell me: Julian, there's a treasure from me waiting for you in the toilet, no matter if it is piss, spitting, snot, shit, puke, semen, anything.

-Ok dad, I loved hearing you call my excrements a treasure. Some days there will be a treasure waiting for you in the toilet bottom and I will tell you. Go on, what next?

-Whenever you have some snot, I want you to simply tell me: Julian, open your mouth. I'll always be willing to be your only handkerchief as we are alone at home.

-Then, dad, and since I have already accepted you, open your mouth. I have such a big cold that I will have snot for some days.

I took no time to think and opened my mouth just then and he came to me and blew both his nostrils in my mouth again, first his left one, next the right one, and next I licked his nostrils again and blasted my umpteenth load that day. It was so hot to know he had just accepted me as his only toilet and was already using me. He told me he would feed some more things before we went to bed but he wanted me to keep on talking, but he was masturbating me again, saying he would have now his new discovered fun once and again.

-Farts now. After today you can fart always in my presence, even at every meal we have, and since it won't stain the sheets, also fart in bed, even when I'm giving you blowjobs. And many times a day, just tell me to lie on the floor and open my mouth, and you can sit on my face and fart as many times you want and I hope one day, you really fart me so many times that it can be two thousand farts. Remember now that I want to be fed everything and constantly.

-Go on, dad.

-I also want you tell me to open my mouth as often as you desire and shoot me either gobs or phlegm. That's something you can do many times a day.

-Good, dad.

-Now as for puke. Since it is very easy for you to puke and you needn't be ill for that I'd like you to vomit straight in my mouth at least once a day, but it could be more if you keep some of that delicious puke of yours in your stomach. This way I will know the taste of any meal you have. Imagine that at lunch you eat something; I'll get horny knowing you are digesting that meal, and next, before dinner if you want, you can feed me that digestion and eat something new now, which you can feed me next day, and so on. I will always know what you have eaten and which vomit taste I am savouring.

-I like you dad, whatever you tell me makes me hornier and makes me love you more. Be calm with me and as I suspect you haven't finished, you can go on.

-And finally we will talk about shit.

-Tell me dad.

-If you shit daily, I want you to forget forever the bathroom and always shit in my stomach. Eating you shit day by day would be a dream. Some days you will hopefully shit more than once. Never be shy, approach me, tell me to lie on the floor and shit in my mouth again, no matter how many times a day. When you are constipated, you can try, and I will have the chance of licking your ass again and swallow some farts at least. Don't worry if you are unable to shit after all. I would have to wait for your shit the following day. So some days there will be no shit as some days I can eat it twice or more. And when you have diarrhea, don't be shy and feed me too. I'll show you then how hard my dick gets and how I am enjoying that product coming from you too. And that way maybe I can eat you shit seven times a day for instance.

-Have you finished, Julian?

-Feed me everything and constantly. And also feed me any other thing from you that you can think about too, like dirty nails, cough or sneeze. And constantly leave treasures for me to eat in the toilet or wherever you want.

-It would not be common sense, dad. Imagine I take a dump here in the living room, for instance, and there suddenly comes somebody. It will only be in your stomach, as you've asked me, or in the toilet, for now you have to hear me.

-Ok, tell me, Ander.

-I have accepted you as my toilet and I will be a constant feeder, but nevertheless I will see every day how your health is. I don't wanna kill you, dad, and eating excrements constantly might kill you.

-But I cannot imagine a sweeter death than dying of an infection because you have made me your only toilet.

-Dad, you must understand that I could not stand your death, let alone knowing I have been the cause of your death. So we will do this: I will certainly feed you snot whenever I have some, like now, and it can be many times a day, but even so, I will be watching the state of your health. As for the other things...

-Tell me Ander.

-I will spit in your mouth every day, I will fart you every day --at least farts won't reach your stomach-, you will always have my semen in the conditions I told you, dad. You decide how you would like a new load. And you can lick my sweat as often as you want. Now let's talk about piss: I will only piss in your mouth as far as you're awake as you asked me but if I see you getting ill, I will piss in the toilet. And as for shit and puke: I'll give you the dream you have of me taking a dump straight in your stomach at least one day, or whenever I decide to use your stomach. And the same for puke. But many days, Julian, I'll take a dump or vomit in the toilet. At least you may come with me and see me shit or puke and you will always be allowed to taste a morsel, but just a morsel. So I may decide, dad, to shit or puke in your stomach or do both things in the toilet. I want you to accept my conditions, dad, and this way you can have your dream in life come true, and I will feed you some things later before going to bed and after your fourth blowjob, which I imagine you want to give me now. I'll cum first.

Both of us shot a new load and I got ready to suck Ander's cock a fourth time.

Ander was my son and the one I've always liked most all my life and in a single day he had become my best friend, respectful as nobody I had ever met before had been, and was now also my lover and would be my daily feeder. I cried knowing he wanted to give me all dreams I needed and he was so sweet, so sexy, such a good guy that this fourth blowjob would be just one more present that he deserved having from me. I still didn't know my son well enough and he would keep on surprising me for as I sucked his cock now he constantly told me: "and please after now, allow me to discover myself in anything I need to discover. I love being gay with you, I love incest and still don't know how far I can get, but you have to allow me, Julian. And I don't know yet the pig that I could have inside me, dad. All I know is that I get horny even at the smell of all my excrements and you will never notice any disgust in me whenever I feed you." And he began to piss in my mouth again, the longest stream of his tasty piss I'd had from him that day. When he finished, he told me, in case I wanted to speak.

-I will always love you, Ander, and in this new blowjob you must notice your father's gratitude for everything you've allowed me today and for having accepted me as your only toilet in this house. Don't worry, I have spent many years eating many filthy things and never got ill so far. One other thing I am thinking about right now, Ander.

-Tell me, Julian.

-Do you think you are also able to cum every day before having a coffee?

-Why are you asking, dad?

-Because I would like to wake you up every day with a blowjob and that way I can also be fed your first morning piss, which is dirtier, but I'd love it too, since it comes from your bladder.

-You can blow me every day before breakfast, dad, and taste my first piss. But I will jack you off. And finally I will tell you whether there is any "treasure" from me waiting for you in the toilet. And later, we'll go to breakfast, always naked, and there every day's fun can go on, before entering our ateliers, Julian. Let's never forget our jobs but so hot to know we will both work comfortably naked there together every day. And naked we will always be unless we hear the bell and somebody is coming. --And just then he came for the fourth time today in my mouth. I still would have a new opportunity to suck my lover's cock that day, in bed. Of course I also came.

-And now Julian, I will feed you some things before we finally go for the first time to bed together as lovers.

-Good, Ander. Tell me what you want.

-First I'll blow you my nose again. Open your mouth, my hot Julian.

I did and soon I had a new sample of his tasty snot. I was sure he would have snot at least for a week, and I would be fed a lot of loads from the substance I preferred. Once he finished he told me to lie on the floor with my open mouth. And he sat in my mouth again and gave me now 34 farts as I was licking his perfect ass again, of course. He told me to remain in that position and he fed me only phlegm now. Ten more for my hungry toilet stomach. He told me that was all for now but he would surely piss me again before we went to bed. And he suggested sharing now the washing up and both naked partners were at it together, our erections saying clearly that now we wanted to start our lovers' time in bed. He told me it would be his and I said, perfect, it might have your smell, but he reminded me he'd had a shower last evening and don't worry, dad, soon it will smell of me. That's our bed now.

Now he said he wanted to piss in order to have a calm bladder for bed tonight, so I said nothing, knelt on the floor, stuck his cock in my mouth and got ready to drinking a new sample of my son's tasty piss. After he was drained he took my hand lovingly and told me it was about time we finally started our lovers' time and reminded me I would be the first cumming on our sheets.