Chapter 3 -- INCEST GAME.
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I was certainly enjoying the taste of my father's balls and it was the most arousing experience I had had in life and that gave me the certainty that I would suck his cock next. But I wanted to be a long while savouring that first taste of my father's body since he was allowing me, in real gratitude and out of a strong arousal. What a masculine taste. What an arousing taste to enjoy for the rest of my life. I loved my father being so dirty that day. He started asking me questions.
-Are you enjoying the taste of your father's balls, my hot Jesse?
-Woof --I answered, and with no pause I said-, woof, woof, woof, woof.
-Even if it were the only thing you wanted to do, you know you can do it after now every day so you can satisfy your desire for your father. If you are enjoying, you know you can go on, for as long as you desire.
-Woof, woof, woof, woof --I said again and continued reveling in the taste of my father's balls. That hot man wanted my pleasure and I really wanted his so I went on. I knew well I could be an hour relishing that taste and I knew he would allow me. I was so grateful now that he was my father and far from getting shocked it was obvious he wanted my utter fun and would permit me anything. So I continued tasting Norman's balls for five more minutes allowing myself to have the greatest sexual satisfaction I knew I would ever have. My father had not wiped his ass and was sitting there with a strong smell of shit and I went crazy with the combined pleasure of the smell of his shit and the taste of his balls. But I had to do it now. I could not prolong his uncertainty for longer, and even my uncertainty for now I really wanted to know the taste of my father's cock and started to go slowly up his cock with determination, knowing at last that nothing could taste better than a dick and sure now that when he finally came in my mouth, I would not feel awful, but wonderfully.
-Beware Jesse, you are biting me.
And then I said woof, woof, woof which I knew meant I'm sorry, sir.
-I will teach you how it should be done.
And then he sweetly showed me the right way to suck a cock without biting. With my hot father I was learning everything and I resumed what I was doing and continued sucking.
-Are you enjoying Jesse?
-Woof --but of course I added again-, woof, woof, woof, woof.
-Do you like the taste of a dick?
-Woof --and again-, woof, woof, woof, woof.
-Are you enjoying knowing that it is your father's dick that you are sucking?
-Woof.
Now he let me continue enjoying the taste of his dick for a good long while with no more questions. My mouth went deeper till his cock was comfortably resting in my throat. I finally knew myself and I knew with certainty no other thing I could do for the rest of my life could be as arousing as sucking my father's cock. He was reading me again.
-Would you like to do this every day, Jesse?
-Woof --I said again. It was a pity he had not taught me to say please sir.
-But you won't stop till I cum, will you?
-Woof, woof.
-You know you can after now suck my cock as often as you want. I will let you now quietly enjoying my dick but we can make this game last forever, not just a single day. I am wondering if you would also like to come to bed with me. But even if I am having disconcerting feelings about myself, I know perfectly that I would never feel good taking a boy to my bed. I would only take a boy to bed if he were willing to be my bitch and satisfy me as much as I ordered him. So listen to me well now, Jesse, after cumming in your mouth, which I am sure now I will, and only if you call me sir, you can also be my slave after now. But I will explain to you as you are working happily to make me cum. it may seem to you contradictory that I have been all afternoon saying to you that you are free, indeed the freest man I've ever known, and now I want to turn you into my slave. So first I will repeat I want only your utter fun, not only today but for the rest of your life. I cannot love you more now, you cannot be braver or more degraded or prouder, and the rest of your life I will only do things for your fun. Being your father's slave does not mean that after now we could not be friends. We could be even greater friends and you could always call me Norman even if you become my slave and I ordered you a blowjob, for instance, even in that moment. We will keep on having the conversations we have had for life and there would not be a single moment after now that you cannot call me dad or Norman. Being my slave would only mean that I will give you orders after now and you will obey me, and I will have to fuck you, but of course not obeying me the whole day. I can even set you up in my timing agency so you can have a job. And you can work like me, at home, and stay with me here all day to satisfy me sexually whenever I order you, but of course it would not be the whole day. And we can be forever the best of friends, with incest every time you like, but with a standard life most of the day. And I know it is not fair, for I will never suck your cock or be fucked by you. I know I am being selfish but I am being selfish on your behalf, just to give you fun every day and only if you like it.
All I said was woof and curiously I was thinking with no doubt and starting to assume how happy my future life could be if I became forever my father's bitch, my father's toilet, my father's slave. I even had the certainty that I wanted my father to fuck me. So I continued to suck his sexy cock for three more minutes till he finally said that he was cumming in my mouth. And then tasting again his delicious sperm after a blowjob, I blasted my eighth load today. To say that I was in heaven would be not being close to the mark.
-Thanks for this, Jesse --he would never call me slave-, I will never forget it, my dear son. Now you can recover your human language.
Even knowing that, I wanted to express my gratitude and first in the dog language I had just used. All my next words came stumbling out of my mouth, so many things I wanted to tell him.
-Woof, woof, woof, woof --It was the first I said and now I had to be very careful in calling him sir-. Thank you sir. I am really proud of my father now and I am happy. I want to be your constant toilet, sir. I wanna be your bitch sir. I wanna be your slave, sir. I want you to fuck me, sir.
-I won't fuck you today. You have first to be twenty-four hours thinking it twice, but oh I am so happy at your happiness. Do you want to keep on playing incest game?
-Yes, sir. Please, sir.
-You have already tasted and enjoyed piss, shit, snot, gobs, puke and even your father's cum twice. Not only you have swallowed everything but you have cum with some of those things. So I think you can even enjoy your father's dirty tastes. First I have to piss. Open your mouth, Jesse.
And then I had again a new sample of the most arousing of liquids, my father's piss, which I swallowed with delectation.
-My feet stink, Jesse, but I am almost sure you want to taste them. Take off my shoes and socks, sniff them if you want and give a footjob to each of my stinking feet.
I was slowly discovering pleasures so I took long sniffing both his shoes and both his socks later, wet with his sweat. I really liked that smell and I wondered now what the taste of his dirty feet would be like.
-Sir, could I jack off again as I am licking your feet?
-Do it Jesse. You know you have just discovered today that you are a gusher and you can still check how many times you are able to cum again. But never ask me after now and beat your meat as often as you like. Even if ever you became my slave, I want you that free, constantly having all kinds of fun with daddy.
-I've been in heaven all afternoon, sir, and I really want to have more fun with you and give you a lot more fun, for you have deserved it. The smell of your feet is heaven and I am gonna start licking them now jerking off at the same time. Thank you, sir.
And then I started a twenty minutes footjob in both his tasty feet. My dick needed no rest so far and I was pumping it frenetically before him as I was savouring the greatest of tastes. How blind I had been before. After now I will always need a man, preferably stinking, preferably my dad. So I started a long journey up his left foot, taking saliva and possibly shit, puke and God know what else to all the length of that tasty foot, licking each toe with affection, lustfully, incestuously, and journeyed down again, never getting tired and telling my father that I really desired to be fucked as soon as possible, even that night if he wished.
-It won't be tonight, Jesse but I could fuck you tomorrow if you want. Now please lick my right foot and don't ask my permission to cum. Do it when you want.
I started a new dance with my tongue on his right foot with which I knew I would cum, constantly asking him please sir, let me do this every day, mainly if you are sweaty. He told me after today it could be a habitual thing and he was so happy I was so happy. Finally saying "sir, I'm cumming now" I blasted my ninth load; incredible!
-Keep on playing with me, please sir.
-Jesse, would you like to see your father naked?
-I'd love to sir.
-And would you like to eat some more shit?
-I'd love to sir. Do you want to take a new dump? You know you can shit in my mouth if you want.
-No, I could not shit again. But you know I'm sitting here with an unwiped ass. I could first take everything off, and then I will turn and you can rim me for as long as you want, tasting shit again from daddy's very dirty ass.
-Please sir, I'd love to see you naked and taste some of your delicious shit again.
Then he started to undress. I knew I would not cum now but even so I began masturbating so he was sure enough of how strongly his degraded son wanted to see his nudity now. I almost shot my tenth load watching my father's chest and I was closer when I saw him slowly pulling down his pants and finally his briefs. He had cum three times but he could not be harder. I told him "thank you, sir, you have such hot body and I would like to please you sexually all my life." "You know you can", he said with a wide smile and then he turned. How I loved to see his ass full of shit now. The smell was calling me and with no hesitation I knelt on the floor and beating my meat I took my tongue to his filthy ass and I started rimming.
I knew by then how I loved the taste of shit and I started crying at the chance that I could have been allowed to taste my father's crap straight from his ass. He asked me to keep on enjoying since it was obvious I was enjoying. I was savouring shit as a mad young boy who had just discovered the meaning of his life and I told him as I was slurping shit: "thank you for the most arousing afternoon on my life, sir. You are so arousing, your body's so perfect everywhere, you are so sweet allowing me everything that I am sure now I want to become your slave, sir. I want this game to last for as long as I live. And I am sure that by obeying your orders, I will always have the greatest possible fun. Degrade me forever sir, please. That's the way I wanna live always, forever your friend, your bitch, your toilet, your slave... whatever you want, sir."
-There's still one more taste of daddy's filthy body that you can taste and take more shit to. You could, if you want, taste my pits now.
And I started licking that new taste and started to shamelessly beat my meat so strongly that it hurt but with the security now that my tenth cum will also cum. Bravo for Norman Burke, the most arousing of fathers, who had made me cum ten times today with his arousing game. I yelled and thanked him continuously knowing with a strange security that after now I had no more doubts and I had learnt all these things in a single day: I was gay, I desired my father, I loved being degraded, I loved playing with excrements and after now however much I could live I would devote every hour of my life to pleasing my father as often as he wanted and I wanted to live as his toilet, his slave and his bitch. I changed to his other pit quickly and told him thank you for today, sir. You have helped me discover myself and I will always live desiring you and telling you every day with no shame, naked as often as I can, beating off before you, pleasing you for life anyway you so desire. I have to cum now, sir."
-Do it, Jesse, enjoy yourself.
And I had then my tenth load in the most explosive orgasm I've had in my life. After draining my cock, at that point every pore of my dick was on fire, I simply asked him: what now, sir?
-Jesse, you have shown me today how brave you are. I just wanna check your resilience now. If you want to keep on playing and become your father's slave, we will do this. First I need a long shower. You may come after me to the bathroom as you are, totally nude, covered in excrements, on all fours and barking. And once inside the bathroom I'll get into the bathtub and start my shower. I would like you to remain there on all fours and jack off as you see my naked body when I am having a shower. If you make me hard, I will beat off again and cum one more time.
I could not control myself and interrupted him to assure him I'd love to see him cumming again. He told me good, Jesse, now I will explain the hardest parts, but remember you have to do nothing that you don't like, and this is forever, and I mean it.
-But I really want to become your slave now, sir.
-Good. This is what I would like. After my shower I want to go to my room and sleep totally nude for the first time in my life, hoping to take you to bed tomorrow, but only tomorrow. If you do what I want, you will enter the bathtub next and I would like you to be twenty-four hours naked and covered in excrements and spend the whole day in the tub. We have started the game today at six and we can end it at six in the afternoon tomorrow. You won't even eat any other thing but excrements for twenty-four hours. Remember you have a lot on your body. If you are hungry you just have to pick excrements from your body and eat them. If you were hungry after all, you could take a dump on your body or puke, piss, whatever you prefer and eat them too. And as we both know what an extraordinary dick you have, I would like you to wank some more times thinking about me and eat only for your fun, even if you are not hungry. I know I have to piss a lot of times before I fall asleep and I will enter the bathroom sometimes, nude of course. I would like you, every time you see your naked father entering the bathroom tonight, to open your mouth, and in that case, I will piss in your mouth, maybe take a dump again, or puke or spit or God knows what. I would masturbate again and you can do the same to my rhythm. But we won't have any more sex today for I want you to sleep without having brushed your teeth, with the taste of all my excrements in your mouth and I don't want you to stain my body again in filth once I have had a shower. Do you like it so far?
-I love your schedule, dad.
-Good, tomorrow at six you will have a shower, long and careful for I want you totally clean for the moment I take you to bed and I want the bathtub shining with cleanness. After you have washed all your body, I would like you to give me then, here in the bathroom, your second blowjob. Then the moment has finally come for you to eat standard food again. I will prepare fish and chips, I know you love it, and you will have a great amount to satisfy your hunger. And after dinner... well I would only do this if you ask me, only if you ask me. I only want your fun and I would also do it if it's funny for you. Well, you can ask me to beat you and I could start slightly spanking your ass, but if you ask me to increase the pain, I can be a long time beating you, but always remember, Jesse, only for your fun.
-You will certainly beat me, sir.
-Well, finally you can ask your father to fuck you. Only if you ask me, I will fuck you and the moment I have finally shot my load in your ass you will certainly be my slave and can start pleasing me as a bitch in bed, where I will finally take you. After tomorrow night and every day, as far as you keep on desiring it, you will be my slave, but if one day you want to stop, please tell me. I want your fun, not your torture. And every day, and no wrong moments for that, you can call me master, sir, dad or Norman. Always choose the name you prefer to give me and though my slave, always be the freest and proudest man on Earth.
-What you have scheduled is happiness for the rest of my life. On please, please sir. Let me show you my gratitude for the rest of my days.
-And one more thing, Jesse. Of course I will always give you time to go to gay bars if you want and try to seduce boys. Even time to be with girls, if you want.
-Only boys, sir.
-But I would so something else for I know you will be missing something. As I am not gonna do it, you will need somebody giving you blowjobs or somebody to fuck. I can hire a male prostitute from time to time and if I could trust him, I would tell him to come home and give you a blowjob and then wait for you will also fuck him. And I would love to see how they suck your cock or how you fuck a boy and enjoy. Of course no incest then.
-I agree with everything you have said, sir.
-So now if you really want to keep on playing bizarre adult games with me, you can accompany me to the bathroom, naked, covered in excrements and start a new dog parade on all fours and barking till I enter the bathtub and you can start a new masturbation and have fun again.
-Whenever you want, sir.
And then he turned and I could glimpse again my father's sexy ass and I followed him to the bathroom on all fours, naked and covered in excrements, and started barking and returning to the dog language again with constant repetitions of woof, woof, woof, woof. I knew now the fun would continue with new tests for him to see how resilient I was and I would first have to live almost twenty-four hours in the bathtub to begin the happiness of the rest of my future life. Finally he arrived to the bathtub and entered calmly, smiling at me as hard as a rock and I took no more time, and all fours on the bathroom floor, I started to jerk myself off, sure that very day I would have my eleventh cum.