Chapter 2 -- A FILTHIER PHASE OF THE GAME.
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Smearing shit on my back did not take him a long time. I had shat a lot but all I had shat was now on my back. It was a pity for me my chest was not covered in shit too. Nevertheless I loved the smell of shit I was getting and I wondered how far I'd like to be degraded.
-No more shit to fill your chest. So are you aroused with so much shit on you?
-A lot, dad, thank you.
-Stay put.
I was then lying in my stomach and suddenly I felt like it was rain pouring down on me. But the warmth reminded me of the heat of my own piss that I had rained before. No doubt: my father was shamelessly pissing on my body. It is true that so far he had asked me any new phase of the game before and now he hadn't, but he must be noticing my arousal and went on, but asked me.
-You know very well what daddy's doing, don't you?
-You're pissing on my body, dad.
-Good, I can stop now if you ask me, shall I stop?
-Your piss smells even better than mine and I like its heat. You can go on, please dad, cover me in your piss.
-Then turn. I also want to piss your chest.
I turned. One thing is feeling piss soaking you and one other thing is seeing somebody pissing straight on you, a hot cock blasting that yellow dirt, my own father pissing on his son's body. I was about to cum, but could hold it, and urged him to go on.
-Cover me in piss, dad.
-I have a lot of piss inside me and I can see you are enjoying. So now I will cover also your face in piss and that I can be, a long time just pissing your face, slowly from your hair to your chin. But at this point you might be also wondering what piss will taste like. I will never do anything to you with which you can feel uncomfortable, but if you like to try, do whatever you want. I will continue pissing your head, unless you want to open your mouth and in that case, I will piss in there.
After I had begun degrading, I only wanted to go on; to be more degraded, much more, as much as he would teach me to degrade. And it is true that by then I was curious about the taste of piss, more knowing it came from my father's sexy cock which now I knew I craved. So with no hesitation I opened my mouth inviting him to piss inside and it was so pornographic to see him aiming his cock to my mouth. Two seconds later, I started drinking piss and the taste was so delicious that no sooner I was tasting the first drops of my father's piss, I shot a third load.
-As I can see you like it, I will finish in your mouth.
Thus he continued for a couple more minutes and to this day I remember my father's cock raining piss into his son's mouth, an image I still jack off to.
-Dad --I asked him when he had finished-, the taste of your piss is wonderful. Could I be rained piss from you more often or even drink it?
-I have no problem in pissing you a lot more, and after today you just have to ask me: dad, can you piss me again? And if you want every time I have to piss today, you can drink it.
-Thank you, dad. I'd love to.
-It's just a pity there was no more shit to also stain your frontal body. But daddy can also solve that. I could, only if you ask me, take a dump now on your chest. You might desire to also smell what daddy shits and even desire to see my ass. You still haven't.
-Dad, please, make me dirty, degrade me. I really want you now to take a dump on my chest.
He turned then and oh what a glorious ass. I would have even desire to fuck it but I shut my thoughts. He will never desire to be fucked. I had to be happy just watching that beauty. Then he squatted on my chest, level with my nipples. It was pornographic watching his open ass aiming to do something as simple as taking a dump but on his son's body. And soon I had one of the greatest shows of my life when I could finally see shit coming on to me. It was coming to me in small strips of shit that very first day. I wanted him to be shitting me for a long time, much longer, and I could not believe the smell of somebody else's shit was so arousing. Even so he asked me if it was arousing, assuring me again that all he wanted to do was giving me fun whenever I asked him. I told him he could shit on my body now often for I really desired that chance. He finally stopped and now he said he was gonna smear shit on my frontal nudity so I could well wallow in shit today if I so desired. And he started dirtying my hard cock, touching it shamelessly till it was as coated in shit as I desired. Then he covered in filthy-smelling shit my balls, started to take shit to my legs, even the soles of my shoes. I urged him to fill me more. He liked seeing my so horny. I knew sooner I would have my fourth cum. But now he covered my whole chest with shit. I must be looking by then too ridiculous, too degraded, but I had already learnt I wanted to be like that for him to see. Then he started to stain my face. The smell of my father's crap so close to my nose almost made me cum again and saying nothing it was me who opened my mouth, clearly showing to my father that I could also be smeared shit inside my mouth if he wanted.
-Could it be that that you also want to taste your father's shit?
-Yes dad, please. But is it you still have a good opinion of me if I eat some of your shit?
-My opinion of you cannot be better. You are the bravest of sons and you are quick to admit the things you like.
-But can I be a proper man if after now I am always attracted to excrements?
-A proper man is a brave man and you are. A man who hurts nobody by playing bizarre games from time to time. All you need now after this degradation game is to soon find a job. That will give you a lot of security in yourself. But after now play as filthy as you want, better if you like playing with me.
-Thanks, dad. Oh please, I want to taste your shit.
He then grabbed a new amount of his strips of shit, shat in small strips, it is true, but a lot, and took it to my open mouth and I swallowed as certain about myself as if I had spent all my life wanting to know the taste of shit. The moment I started to swallow it happened. My dick thought for itself and I shamelessly blasted a fourth load before my father.
-Congratulations, Jesse. I love seeing you enjoying so much your father's shit and cumming so often. Good, put your dick to test and see how many more times you are able to cum. Enjoy life and keep on showing dad what an arousing and brave young man you are. Now I will ask you: do you want me to dirty you a bit more?
-Yes, dad, please.
-First I would like to see you wallowing in shit on the floor like a piglet, showing your father bravely and shamelessly how you are enjoying the game.
I was for a couple of minutes doing what he had asked me. From seeing myself as a mere baby, I was seeing myself now as a piglet, proudly wallowing in shit and desiring my father was enjoying my degradation and desired to continue. I wanted more, much more.
-Open your mouth. Now I want you to taste snot. You know I have a cold and my nose is full. You can taste it too if you want.
With no doubt I opened my mouth. I was sure by then I wanted to taste anything that came from my father. And soon I was tasting snot. It was delicious but even though my dick was untiring I could not cum. I knew had I not cum four times already I would have busted a new load for the taste of snot was delicious and I told my father who told me "you beautiful handkerchief. You don't know how much you are arousing daddy today for being so brave. Ok, here's more snot for you". And I had his other nostril then.
-All you want me to taste, I will, dad.
-Then keep your mouth open.
And then he began to spit. I couldn't believe it but I had the certainty that by now I could tell that hot man anything so I said.
-Keep on spitting dad, a lot more, please.
As he spat me for two more minutes he asked me.
-So are you enjoying degradation game?
-A lot, daddy. I still cannot believe the taste of excrements is so good and here I am tasting them and curiously feeling prouder about myself.
-Jesse, you are making me so hot that I need to cum now. I still haven't and you have already cum four times. So as I know you like seeing your father beating his meat, I will be jacking off before your face so you can see me. You don't have to do anything else, but I know now you lust for me and that makes me love you even more and I am prouder of you than I had been before. So only if you really want to do it and open your mouth, I could really cum on your cute mouth and you can even taste your father's semen. But do not do such a thing if you really feel uncomfortable.
What a sweet father I had. All he wanted was to please me, even if I lusted for him. So I began watching the pornographic show of my father masturbating for a long time before me. But of course with my mouth wide open. I really wanted to taste now the very essence, the very masculinity of Norman Burke. Seeing me with open mouth, clearly wanting to also taste my father's semen aroused him so much that I knew well I was gifting my father then the greatest masturbation of his life. And finally I could glimpse semen coming out of his meatus, an image I will never forget. And when the first drop of his semen fell into my mouth, I couldn't help it and I shot my fifth load and after my cum, my father's cock still dripping semen into my mouth, I uttered "thank you, dad".
-Have you liked it, Jesse?
-I have liked it so much that I would like to drink your jism often, dad.
-I will give my brave degraded son anything he asks me after now. I will stop the game just a minute to ask you, for I really need to be sure that you find everything correct. You know you have already tasted my piss, my shit, my gobs and my snot... but tasting your father's spunk is real incest now. For God's sake, Jesse, first I need to be sure. Is everything correct so far, my dear son?
-Everything is more than correct, dad. Nothing could be more painful than suddenly discovering I love excrements, I am gay and I lust for my father, tell him all this and having his contempt. But my sweet father respects me and likes what I am and is determined to give me a lot of fun, that's all. Please, dad, I want you to continue the game and make me even dirtier.
-Thanks, Jesse. I am more certain now that everything's correct and you are enjoying. You are the one I like most in this world and more after today. I would like now, Jesse, to puke your whole body. If you really desire it too, you just have to turn. I could start filling your back with puke. And one other thing I tell you. If you want, you can be covered in excrements before me as long as you want. You will finally need a shower but no need to hurry.
-All I know dad is that now I want to be covered in everything that comes for you and that I have no hurry to have a shower, even knowing I need it now so much. Puke on me dad. I turn now.
I was fast showing my father my ass and my back again and he took no more than two seconds to start puking on my body. A new arousing smell I could perceive. The more he puked the surer I was that I wanted more and was completely sure that I also wanted to taste it.
-Turn now.
I turned and first he puked a while on my dick, hard again but I only wanted to show my father a hard cock after now so he would be always calm. He puked a lot on my chest and started raining my face. I opened my mouth again and he puked in my mouth and the miracle I was expecting happened again. I shot my sixth load as homage to my father then and the taste of his puke.
-Thank you so much, dad. Everything for you is scrumptious and I don't know how to thank you for giving me all this fun. I have already cum six times. I'm a gusher, dad.
-I could give you now one more fun and we could enter a new phase of the game. But first I want to assure you again how much I love you, how much I like you. You're the bravest son and you are making me so horny that I am sure I have not enjoyed so much with a girl before. I am even starting to feel slowly aroused at your body, at that beautiful image of you covered in all kinds of excrements and enjoying as a pig in shit.
-You don't have to doubt your heterosexuality because your degraded brave son, as you called me, knows with certainty now that he is gay and desires you, dad. Please don't question yourself.
-All I want is to give you a little more fun, but only if you really want it. You can degrade a bit more and knowing that you lust for me and only thinking about your fun, I can make you enter a new phase. You can do it or not as far as you find yourself wanting it. But I want you to feel the freest man on Earth with your daddy. So, we can do this. You see, I am so stoked that I am gonna sit on the couch again and jack off one more time. You can just be there watching something that now I am sure you love seeing, your father jerking himself off till he shoots a second load. And you can be on all fours now, like a good dog. Ok so far, Jesse?
-I'd love to see you cumming again, dad, and even tasting a new load from you. Go on, dad, tell me bravely all you have planned now.
-I have thought that maybe you could even like to be dominated by your father. Who knows? We shall see. But I would only dominate you if I see clearly that it is a new fun for you. So I would like this: I would like you to call me Sir only if you really want it.
-I'd love to call you sir, dad.
-Good and if you want I will also teach you a bit of dog language for you to use if you want. You can start barking and these are the meanings, just for words; you won't need anymore. One woof would mean yes, sir. Two woofs would mean no, sir. Three woofs would mean I'm sorry sir. And four woofs would mean thank you sir. Do you want to play being a dog for daddy?
I started then the new dog language I had just learnt and my only answer was "woof", a loud woof which conveyed a lot of information to my father and told him I wanted to keep on playing with him.
-So, here's what we can do, Jesse. I will start masturbating again and you can do nothing else than watch me. But if you want, you can slowly approach me and totally nude and covered in excrements, you can bark as often as you want and come to where I am and only if you really want you can even start licking my balls. I know what you wanna say and with the scarce dog language I have taught you to use, you cannot say it. If you went as far as licking my balls, you would stain them with shit, puke and all you have in your mouth. But I tell you again nothing a good shower cannot cure and I know very well I need a shower. So if it is that you wanna taste my balls, remember only if you're comfortable, you can do it, you can shamelessly start covering your father's body with excrements. Then you can lick my balls for as long as you're having pleasure, no matter how long it takes you. Remember that even though a tongue in my balls could give me a lot of pleasure, I am thinking about your pleasure and I want to give you every liberty you wanna have with me. So if after licking my balls for as long as you want, you even want to give your father a blowjob and enjoy the taste of his dick, you can shamelessly do it too. All I would ask you is to be very sure. If you start, I would not like you to stop. I'd like you to finish me off and cum in your mouth. And that way you can also taste a new load from your father and you can even continue sucking my cock till I feel like pissing again. If you happened to suck my cock, I could make you some questions and you can answer me in your dog language. Now we could enter incest game but remember: you have to do nothing, or everything you want to do. Anyhow, you will show me again how brave you are, doing it or not doing it, as you prefer. If you happened to suck my cock till I cum, just then I would like you to recover your human language and call me dad again or even Norman. But my sincere desire would be to hear you call me sir, and know that way, as I suspect, that you even want your father to dominate you. And that's all; I will sit on the couch and jerk myself off for a while. You can do nothing or start a dog parade now, only if that's your real will.
I let him masturbate for a long while. Oh, how good it was to watch him and I wanted to prolong his uncertainty, not knowing if his son would lick his balls or not. But I had no doubt. I was still unsure that I would suck his cock. I was sure that I would enjoy but my uncertainty was not to know how I would feel after the blowjob, maybe shocked that I had sucked my father's cock. But I was so grateful by now to Norman Burke for everything he'd made me discover in a single day just playing with me that of course I would lick his balls. But he still did not know. So after a minute of watching my father having fun with his sexy dick and masturbating ferociously I started an arousing dog parade, and totally nude, covered in all his excrements I started to bark. My first word was woof, woof, woof, woof. I could be an hour saying thank you and I started again four woofs till I approached the couch and with no hesitation, I rested my grateful tongue on my father's balls. And just then I shot my seventh load again. The taste was acrid but arousing. My father shot an unexpected load seeing my new cum and I went on licking his balls and desiring to play now incest game.