Chapter 2 -- SUBMITTING TO ROGER.
See one different face of life. Happiness in the hardest conditions. Eight beggars who live happily together. You can read my trilogy in two languages: in Spanish, Luces de la Tierra in www.luces-delatierra.blogspot.com.es or in English, Lights of the Earth in www.lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com.es
With his dick inside me, I really began to ponder about myself. Could I have some gay tendencies? I still thought I was a heterosexual man but it was true I had enjoyed my master's dick in my mouth and even though the pain was too much, I could be now enjoying having a dick up my butt. In fact, whatever my sexual orientation was, I thought I should stop thinking for I knew well I would have more boys fucking me and this thought was surprising for me, even if it was in return for no excrements, although I knew well I was a toilet, and not only a ladies' toilet; after that day it would be the same for me to be also a boy's toilet. I had excrements filling my whole body; now I also had cum, piss and shit in my mouth and more would come later. Why not have also something dirty in my ass, his cum? My crack had never been dirty before except for my own shit of course. Now I would have something in my ass that was not mine and I was determined to give Roger the pleasure of bathing my ass in semen. So I was thinking all this as I was feeling a great pain in my ass, but now I focused on what I was doing or rather what I was being done.
The pain was excruciating and I could not be more humiliated, four hot naked girls there but instead of having sex with them I was being fucked by a boy before them. But I was enjoying the humiliation, even the pain now and suddenly I told Roger.
-Would you also like to beat me a while, Sir? You can also do that.
-I've never found any pleasure in beating, so I will not. But you are really being brave. I would like to do one other thing, though.
-What is it, Sir?
-I would like to kiss my hot neighbour's mouth.
Why not? I was having complete gay sex that day. I had sucked his cock, eaten his cum and enjoyed; I had a dick up my ass now. So what would be the importance of a kiss from a boy now? So I told him please, Sir, I would really like to kiss you.
He approached my lips now with exquisite tenderness and I was aware then how moved he was that a supposedly heterosexual man he really lusted for was allowing him all that. I felt his sweetness when he was probing with his tongue and I reciprocated him and we did have a long passionate kiss. As if it were a magic balm, the pain in my ass stopped then and I started to really enjoy being fucked.
-Kiss me some more, Sir, please. I really like it. And I really like being fucked now. Your dick is making me really happy.
-Do you like it enough to repeat?
I didn't give a damn what I said now, even before the girls, and I had always been sincere.
-I like it so much, Sir, that I would like to repeat, even if you feed me nothing. I hope you give me a lot of filthy things later, Sir, but I would also like you to fuck me more often, even if you give me nothing. I just wonder what all these girls can be thinking about me now.
-I think I am speaking on behalf of all of us --Valerie then told me- when I will add that we are really surprised at your reactions, Fred. But what we are feeling is admiration for you, believe me. You are hot, my friend. Keep on enjoying Roger. I just need to masturbate watching you.
All the four girls started to let their fingers in their cunts then, really aroused and Roger then told me he could not hold it any longer and he was going to cum inside me. Hearing him, I blasted my load first, again without touching my cock and he finally bathed my ass with his cum. I noticed the four girls moaning and even one of them, Debra, squirted then.
Even with his cock still dripping cum, he asked me not to move and said: "now all the things I have promised to this beautiful human toilet". And just then he approached his left foot to my nose and asked me previously to sniff it. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't stopped cumming with that man and I went hard again. I really appreciated his man scent now and was wondering whether I would also enjoy the taste. Just then he lowered his foot to my mouth and asked me to lick it. I soon started to massage that beautiful and scented part of his body and the taste did not make me cum now but I went even harder. My dick just wanted to explode at that other taste of an unwashed man's skin. So I licked and licked affectionately and he taught me how to give him a perfect footjob and asked me to suck each of his toes. Once the task was completed he told me.
-Now the other foot too, slave. You seem to be enjoying.
-I am really, enjoying, Sir. I think all the tastes of a boy are wonderful.
He approached me then his right foot, first to my nose, for he was sure by now I would enjoy the smell and later to my mouth where I started again giving his right foot the same treatment I had first given to his left foot. I would really appreciate more excrements coming from him later but meanwhile I was relishing in the sour taste of that important part of a man's body. He saw my brilliant face enjoying the taste and asked me.
-Would you do this more often, Fred?
-You can go on calling me slave, Sir. I would certainly like to lick your feet more often.
-I will call you either slave or Fred, for I will always like to be my hot and brave neighbour's friend. Now your turn to try one more thing you don't know slave. Time to lick my sweaty pits.
I started now at his right pit and just the first taste of his manly sweat made me blast a new load.
-That's it, Fred, you are really enjoying. Now you'll go to my left pit and will jack off. You like this smell so much that you will cum with both my armpits.
-Yes, Sir --and with no more words I continued the pit party, furiously beating my meat now before him and the four girls. His pits had the best taste I had savoured in my life. So good it was that maybe it made me draw the wrong conclusion: I suddenly thought I was gay. But later I would discover that I still liked girls, though I never doubted anymore that I loved having sex with boys, especially boys as perfumed as Roger.
He saw me really enjoying the perfume of his left pit and told me.
-I wonder whether you would like to become my slave, Fred.
-In this moment, Sir, my only answer is I am enjoying you so much that I would really like to become your slave.
-Good, so when you cum, I will feed you a lot more things so you can fulfill your dream of a human toilet. Later we will wait for all the girls to wipe their asses and have a shower. We will wait here, stroking each other's bodies and when they leave, you will get your keys and come naked and dirty as you are to my house. Think about it Roger. It is a small distance: nobody will see you but I want you naked all night. Next I will ask you to please me again maybe and I will have a thorough shower first; you next. And when you are clean you will spend the night with me in my bed. Tomorrow you will return to your house, put your clothes on and go to college and if you want, we can see each other every day, and we will have sex in both houses and I will feed you excrements on a regular basis. We will be master and slave but always Roger and Fred, two friends. So what do you have to say, slave?
Still enjoying the ripe smell of his left armpit, I went mad with arousal knowing I could indeed become my neighbour's slave and toilet. I yelled as a madman as I busted the longest stream of cum so far at that possibility and as I was cumming I told him.
-Sir, I quite submit to you now. I would really desire to become your slave and toilet for good.
-Good, then slave Fred. I will feed you more now. I will fart again. It will be a long concert now.
I opened my mouth before having his hot ass again sitting on my face. Then his ass cheeks spread and I licked one other time his already shitted ass, and then the first fart came. Of course I could not fart in my own mouth and today it was the first time somebody had farted inside me. He had done that previously prior to giving me his scrumptious shit to eat. I did not tell him but I was mentally counting his farts. He had told me he would go on unless there came a moment when I asked him to stop. But of course I never asked him to stop. In the end they were thirty-two loud farts in my mouth. The whole room smelled of farts but nobody complained. I had completed one other of my toilet functions relishing his explosive gas. He left my mouth at last and told me to keep my mouth wide open. There was more to come.
Never telling me beforehand what I would eat now, I suddenly saw him spitting and my aroused face told him please to go on. Now it was only eleven gobs and when I thought he had finished I saw him clearing his throat then. In that moment I could finally admit how cute he was. And phlegm did reach me at last and so yummy it had been that I asked him please to give me phlegm again so for a second time I saw him clearing his throat till he noticed he had again a big amount of spitting to feed me and finally discharged phlegm in my mouth again. I swallowed all the time with a happy face.
-Do you want a new stream of piss, slave? --He asked me.
-Of course, master Roger. Your piss is delicious and I am your toilet. Have that fun again, Sir.
He let his penis in my mouth again. I started sucking luring him into a new blowjob but he seemed not to want a second blowjob now and he started pissing. When he finished I told him shit was perfect cause it was so pervert to swallow it and know I was a toilet and it certainly had a good taste, but piss was one of the most delicious substances that a toilet like me could swallow. This stream had been shorter but I was happy that he knew now where the urinal was.
-And now, slave, something more will come. Keep your mouth open, my beautiful toilet friend.
The sound he made then was one of the most arousing sounds a human toilet would like to hear. He was really loud when he started to blow his nose, really full with snot then, in my welcoming toilet mouth. I had tasted my own snot but I couldn't believe somebody else's snot was so tasty and it had again a consequence. I shot a new load when I was not wanking. Most of my cums that day had come like that, with no hand on my dick, and it was homage to my new master, my neighbour Roger Alton, who was driving me crazy. After cumming I implored him to feed me his other nostril too and I had a new sample of his mouth-watering snot as I was beating my meat. I did not intend to cum now when I knew I would taste his puke later but his blowing his nose took a long time. There was still some more snot in both his nostrils and he filled me with all he could find in them. Finally he stopped and asked me again if I wanted his puke.
-Complete toilet, Sir. Of course I want it, Master Roger. Please give it to me too.
He first gave me a long kiss again and then I saw him letting his fingers in his mouth. I was feeling so much fire in my dick that I felt I was gonna cum again and indeed when his first torrent of yummy puke felt at last in my mouth, I did cum again, to the surprise of Mary Jo, Valerie, Rebecca, Debra and my master, my hot neighbour Roger Alton. I did cum but I knew well I could cum again, having finally fulfilled in a single afternoon the great dream of my life. I also tasted puke and it was an endless amount that Roger had in his bowels for me to eat. I was finally sure: I needed to be a toilet for life, not necessarily a ladies' toilet, as I had always believed; I could also be a boy's toilet. I could eat from more boys in the future but always from Roger if after today I was willing to always please him, to always surrender to him, which I was now sure about. Meanwhile I kept on eating Roger's delicious reddish vomit: he had also eaten meat in tomato juice. I was salivating and some puke was staining my chin and streaming down my chest. I was for minutes ingesting that scrumptious amount till he told me this would be the last time. I knew well I could do it. In fact, when his last load came, I did blast a new load. All of them congratulated me.
-And now the public show is over for today. Let me first congratulate you, Fred. You have done a lot more than I expected when our common friend Valerie invited me to come and see the show. Now the private show can begin. You sure you want to come to my house, Fred?
-Absolutely sure, Master Roger. I want to please you more and be all night thanking you for what you have made me discover about myself this afternoon. I want to be your slave and toilet for life, Sir.
-So ok, I will stay here with you while the four girls are in the bathroom wiping their asses and having a shower. Hope you don't mind cleaning all four together.
-Roger, my friend --Valerie started to tell him then-, we are used to seeing one another naked and this is not the first session we've had with Fred. We will all clean thoroughly now and then come out, put on our clothes and leave you two together to keep on enjoying each other's company. I am glad my two best friends after Eric have liked each other so much. Now, girls, come with me to the bathroom.
And finally I stayed in the living room alone with my master, who did not stop caressing my whole naked body, filled with excrements everywhere. And suddenly he grasped my dick and started jacking me off.
-Everything ok so far, Fred?
-Everything's perfect, Sir --and I wanted to jack him off too but he stopped me and said it should be me now the only one to cum, and he added.
-No sir now. You will call me only Fred and you will cum, understood, my hot neighbour?
-Ok, understood, Roger.
-Let me please you a bit --he was stroking my whole body now regardless of how dirty I was-. You're hotter than a pistol, Fred. I know I have no right to tell you this, but I'd love to have sex with you every day.
-Roger --I took a deep breath and uttered his name for I wanted to have now a man to man conversation-, you have made me see today a lot of things. First, what I have thought all my life was true. I need to be a toilet, but I have discovered today that I needn't be a ladies' toilet. Being a boy's toilet is also good. And what's more. I have really enjoyed gay sex, and that was something I could never have expected. I want to surrender to you, Roger, please allow me. I promise I will always blow you and lick everything of you, especially if you are as aromatic as you are now. You can always fuck me, every day. You decide after today but I really wanna give myself to you and be your slave.
-Then so be it, Fred --but in that moment I shot a new load onto the floor, and just then Mary Jo and Valerie came out of the bathroom and began putting their clothes on. Roger saw that I was still hard at the vision of naked girls.
-Have you enjoyed this time of wait, Fred? I see your dick is dripping cum.
-Roger has been so good as to jack me off. Would you mind, Valerie, that now I will start a slave's time with my neighbour?
-Of course I don't. I'm really happy that you have liked each other. And whenever you want to have a new session with girls, you know here we are for you.
Just then Rebecca and Debra came out of the bathroom and also started to get dressed. Once they all had their clothes on again, Rebecca approached me and asked me for my cell phone number and she also gave me hers. She added that she would like to have a drink one day with me and asked me please to phone her. I promised I would. And finally the four girls looked at me with admiration and kissed my mouth one by one. And Valerie said.
-So long, Fred. Now enjoy your time with Roger and remember, whenever you want us, we'll be here.
And finally they left. Roger looked at me now as if saying alone at last but even so he asked me.
-You sure you wanna come now with me to my house, dirty with excrements and buck naked, Fred?
-I certainly do, Roger. I wanna spend the night with you.
-Then look for your keys.
I did and once I had got them, he opened the door a crack and told me that the coast was clear, he first went to his house and opened with his key and just then he told me I could get out and go to his flat. I was not really frightened that any of the eight neighbours I had on that corridor could see me like that, buck naked, my entire body covered in excrements. But even so, I ran to Roger's flat. I reached it and got in. The first thing Roger did was kissing my mouth passionately, never minding the whole lot of excrements I had inside me. Then he led me to the couch and asked me to give him a new blowjob if I wanted.
-Of course I want, Roger, master. I don't know how to call you now.
-All those names, please: master, Sir, Roger... you decide.
-I'm afraid I will take more shit to your dick, Roger.
-Both of us will have a shower later. It is so hot to see a sexy naked boy covered in excrements and filling my dick with more dirt as he blows me again, knowing well you have given your first blowjob today and you are eager to suck my cock again.
-Of course, master Roger --and with no more words and kneeling as I was I started licking his hot balls again. I was using all the names he had told me to use with him. Then I finally dared swallow his sexy rod for the second time that day, now with no more doubts and trying to transmit him again my gratitude. It was an intense blowjob and I had to show him I wanted to give him that pleasure at least once a day, whenever he ordered me to. But he could not hold it for long now. My tongue was pleasantly travelling down his shaft when I noticed his hot semen again flowing down my throat. I drank again with a happy face. It was curious that it was a product I had never tasted before and now I had become addicted to the taste. Once all his cum was in my mouth, he raised me and merged with me again in a long erotic kiss. Then he told me.
-Time to have two thorough showers now. I will be first and as we are having a shower I will explain to you what being master and slave means for me.
We went to the bathroom, my dick still hard despite the fact that it had not stopped cumming that day. A short time that he was wiping his ass and then both of us together brushed our teeth and finally my master got into the shower tray. I saw him having that shower and it was hot looking at him. The time had come to start living with my master.