Date: Fri, 17 Mar 2017 17:57:54 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frías <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jacob and Jason -3 - Blowjob in my bedroom

Chapter 3 -- BLOWJOB IN MY BEDROOM.

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He soon started to grope my chest, beating off as strongly as if it were
the first time he had jacked off in his life. I was moved and had to show
him I really liked him, and with no previous words I approached his mouth
to mine and kissed him ravenously. I saw that after that tender kiss we had
just had, he felt more courageous. He had been touching my dick in slow and
sweet strokes but now he clearly started to jack me off.

-You must have some fun too, dad, since you are so good that you are
allowing me so much.

-Jason, of course you can. You know we have never talked about some things
and maybe this is the right moment to talk, so you feel calm enough to tell
your father anything you want. So, first, I want to ask you, are you gay,
bisexual...?

-I'm gay, dad. Before I was 14 I thought I was asexual. I knew my friends
used to wank or so they told me, but I never did. Of course it was that I
did not know yet my true desires. But then you came home for my 14th
birthday and you had a strong smell of sweat and my life changed
forever. Even that day when you were at home, I had to go to the toilet and
wank over your sexy smell. After that day, dad, I have wanked over you
every day of my life.

-If you need my permission I tell you that you can do it every day. Well, I
am bisexual but in the past few years I have only had sex with guys.

-Of course I have jacked off over many guys too, but wanking over you was,
say, compulsory. I always desired to find a man with your smell. The only
clean guy I have masturbated over sometimes is Sean. Yes, dad, he is a good
man. It's a pity we are so different. We are always arguing, but he can be
an attractive man too and though he is never smelly I sometimes imagined
him sweaty and well, beat my meat. Nevertheless I would not like to be
returned to him.

-And you will never leave this house unless one day you want to do it. I
like you just as you are, Jason.

He told me then that he wanted to give me some more fun and unexpectedly I
saw he was gulping down my dirty cock and wanted to give me a blowjob.

-I repeat, dad, if you don't send me to hell, I will do this too now, and
you are in danger to see your son sucking your cock every day.

-I will never send you to hell, so I will have to "suffer" --I said
smiling- that you also give me blowjobs after now. In this house you can
have any fun you want, even fuck your father, if you so desire.

-Dad --he told me as he sucked my cock vehemently-, I've had a lot of sex
so far. Gone many times to gay clubs and there it is always easy to find a
boy to have sex with. I soon discovered really dirty men and one thing led
to another. They introduced me to some friends, just as dirty, and I have
played dirty many times, even feeding guys from a rim seat or sometimes
being on the receiving end and eating. But there is something I have never
done so far. I have never been fucked, dad. It is as if I were keeping my
ass for a very special boy one day. And there can be no one more special
than you. So dad I want you to take courage and fuck me one day. I would
never fuck you unless you fuck me.

-Jason, I can do anything for your fun. But you've just made it very
difficult for me to know you have a virgin ass. I don't want to give my son
any pain.

-Think about it, please dad. I really desire your dick up my butt.

I was about to cum and I asked him.

-Jason, when the time comes for me to cum, do you want me to spill my load
in your mouth?

-Yes, dad, please.

He was sucking my cock skillfully, as an expert and I felt fire in my most
sensitive spots. I knew I would have to cum soon but I had something
important to tell him and I would resist.

-Jason, I have to confess something too.

He left my cock for a while to listen to me but I told him he could go on
and as he sucked I would tell him.

-The day you arrived, with that horny smell of sweat on your sexy
body... by the way, can I ask you now how long you had been unwashed?

-For two weeks, dad, my last shower was on May 1st.

-So, it is four months and two weeks, isn't it?

-Yes, dad.

-Well, I had washed myself and this house too, which formerly had always
been dirty. And that day I watched a very sexy guy with the smell I so much
like and I had lost. It was a drug for me and even though I knew perfectly
well I shouldn't do it, I had to wank over you that night for the first
time in my life.

-So hot to know, Dad --But he continued sucking my cock as he said that.

-I was in heaven as I was jacking off but I felt awful when I finally shot
my load. But it was inevitable. You never washed and ran every day and
returned with a stronger smell. Then one day I saw all the posters of hot
naked boys you have on your room. Soon you started to help me make this
house a sewer again. But one day I could not believe how brave you are, you
came out of your room stark naked and remained naked later telling me you
wanted to live as a nudist. Then I could even see you every afternoon
jacking off and cumming, pissing anywhere, drinking piss, even mine. So I
was burning with lust for you and always thinking it was not correct, I had
to wank over you every night, even more than once some days. I could not
help but feel bad at myself.

-Do not feel bad, dad, now you know I do the same.

-But now I can see you evidently having fun at your father's cock. I know
well how dirty my cock is. You cannot find a dirtier cock anywhere and you
really seem to be enjoying.

-I am, dad, the taste of your cock is perfect.

-And you also seem to be enjoying the fact that it is your father's dick, I
mean you enjoy incest. So I have to reach an agreement with myself. If I
don't let you have this fun after now, sucking a dirty dick, your father's
dick, you might always feel sexually frustrated and I don't want you other
than really happy. So live the way you want every day. If you want incest,
we will have incest. No more inhibitions or feeling bad at myself. And now
I have said all this, there you are, eat my seed, aaagh.

And I really screamed in utter pleasure as I was filling my son's mouth
with the longest load I remember to ever have spilled. I erupted for almost
two minutes and I had the satisfaction to see how he enjoyed his father's
seed. He had never stopped jacking off and finally I could notice him
cumming too and I was moved noticing Jason had cum in my bedroom.

-Thank you, dad, oh thank you. I will never forget tonight and all you have
allowed me to do. Now I will leave you alone so you can have some sleep. I
will go to my room and sleep peacefully now but first I will jack off one
last time remembering all that has happened here tonight.

-I will also wank for a while now. No more secrets. Now I will always wank
openly over you and often in your presence. I'm proud of the brave and sexy
son I have. Kiss me, Jason, and thank you.

We had a long kiss now and finally he left me alone and I started jerking
off with his memory in my mind. I had so many images that I did not know
where to begin. But I had unconsciously started to beat my meat. What I had
always suspected was true: Jason lusted for me! Now I know he had for years
desired me, knew he was gay and as pig as his father or more. I had to
reassure him next morning but as I was jacking off, I was worried about
something. So far, everything he did, I had done too. So now I should blow
Jason, but this notion made me scared. Of course I would like to have my
son's dick in my mouth and take him to heaven but would I dare? I did not
know, but I knew I would have to be brave now. And he also wanted to be
fucked by daddy but he had a virgin ass. I would desire him fucking me but
suspected he did not want to be top with his father. A whole new world was
open for me now but I was terrified, not knowing if I would be able to do
all I would have to do. Even so, with the image of the perfect blowjob he
had given me, I finally blasted my load. Two minutes thinking he could be
doing exactly the same in his bedroom, wanking over his father, and now I
knew he used to do that every night, and I said to myself I would try to
sleep now and I thought tomorrow's just another day. I finally managed to
sleep something and when I woke up as usual at eight I went instantly hard
remembering what had happened last night, knowing I had not dreamt it.

Today it was Sunday. I used to work even on Sundays and I had some delayed
customer's orders to finish. It was a customer who wanted his snake to live
again. I loved working with snakes. It was one of my favourite animals to
work on. Jason never worked on Sundays with me and I would need a couple of
hours alone in my atelier to think things twice and know what my next moves
would be. Nevertheless I found him sitting as usual at eight o'clock, naked
and sipping his coffee and with my coffee too still hot waiting for me on
the table. He was worried that after all I could reproach him for last
night's incest. I had to take that idea off his mind so I approached him
and said.

-Good morning, Jason --and I kissed his mouth then with a new tenderness,
assuring him somehow that now we would always be kissing. I didn't think
twice, took a sip of my coffee and with a wide smile I grasped his dick and
started jacking him off.

-It's ok, Jason. Everything's ok. Nothing to reproach you for what happened
last night --he grasped my dick then and started jacking me off now, even
wanted to blow me but I told him he would have more chances later since
that cock of mine was now his whenever he wanted. So he did not blow me now
and we jerked each other off-. I did not know before last night that you
lusted for me, but I know now. So let me tell you that after today you will
have every fun you want with your father. I still have to assimilate it and
I will be slow probably but you know your father lusts for you too and you
will always be calm. Only thing I ask you is to be prudent. Nobody can know
we have sex with each other --he started then groping my chest, running his
hand erotically down my belly till he finally rested his hand in my
balls. I took courage, kissed him again first and for the first time, I had
not done it last night, started to touch that hot boy too, everywhere, even
raised his arms to sniff his pits-. After today, we can have this fun
whenever we want. Be brave and you can be constantly kissing me, touching
me, jacking me off or whatever fun you want.

-Dad, I cannot hold it any longer, you hot man. Ok if I cum now?

-Ok, Jason, stain my hand. I will cum too.

And father and son came together after that first reciprocal incestuous
wanking. We smiled and kissed each other greedily before I went to my room,
put my clothes on and went again to my atelier, but not before kissing him
one more time with all my affection repeating "everything's ok,
Jason. Daddy loves you just as you are. Now stay here and have fun. Hope
when I return at about eleven I find you again having fun."

But first things first. Prior to working on the snake I knew I had to go to
the atelier toilet and wank over Jason again, over the beauty of his naked
body. I knew at least I could be able to kiss him and jack him off. He
would always be calm with me after today. It was a really short
masturbation now and I shot my load after two minutes. I could focus on the
snake then.

It was a beautiful non-poisonous snake, a milk snake, which Mr. Gomez had
given me when Jason had arrived. I could not delay longer. Mr. Gomez was a
nice Latino I had often wanked over, but of course that was before Jason's
arrival. Maybe one day I'd wank over him again. Now I couldn't. Stop
thinking about your dick for a minute, I said to myself angrily. I really
liked snakes. It was easy to work on its beautiful red skin. Now the final
touch. Mr. Gomez wanted a ferocious aspect in that snake he had loved so
much. I managed to give it a fierce look taking its tongue out. Thank God
it was over because thinking of its beautiful red; I had started to think
about a different red, that of Jason's lips. I had to beat my meat
again. This time it was a longer time. I still wasn't sure I could give him
a blowjob. But I said to myself "go with the flow, Jacob, and see what
happens." I had to return to our flat.

When I arrived he was of course naked, lying on his stomach, the vision of
his beautiful ass thus exposed as if he was luring me into fucking him. He
was watching a new scat movie, one with a rim seat again. I knew rim seats
were a big fetish of his. His beautifully scented feet were dangling from
an arm of the couch. That smell gave me an idea what to do next. I
approached him and kissed his lips first. Then I said.

-Don't move, Jason. Go on in this position and wait for me and no move
meanwhile, ok? Of course no move does not mean you cannot jack off any
longer.

I went to my room and took everything off. I knew now what I was gonna
do. I returned to the living room and with no words, knelt on the floor,
poked my tongue out and started tasting his left stinking foot.

-Are you naked, dad? --he asked me.

-Of course I am naked, Jason, and with a big boner. Oh, how I have always
desired to do this.

Relishing in the aroma of feet as I had done so many times, I wasn't aware
I had started sobbing. But he noticed and asked me.

-It's nothing, Jason. I'm crying out of real emotion. I am moved I can
sexually please you at last. Keep on enjoying your father's tongue on your
foot and jack off if you want.

-Of course I am jacking off right now, seeing that my father, rather than
getting shocked, is determined to give his son sexual pleasures. But I must
cum now.

Finally Jason screamed his pleasure blasting a huge load, staining again
the floor. I had to go with his right foot now but I had a new idea and
took him in my arms, holding his entire body, and took him to my bedroom
and laid him on my bed. We would be more comfortable there, and he would
leave his scent on my sheets, a thought that really aroused me. There he
was lying on his stomach, his feet resting on the sheets. With no
hesitation I started licking now his stinking right foot. And I was like
this for five more minutes. Jason was beating his meat and moaning, saying
once and again: "thank you, daddy." Then I made him a question.

-Do you know g-spot?

-I always thought it was a myth, dad.

-It's true, Jason. In fact I have been taken to g-spot five times
before. There's no pleasure like this and now you will know it. It can be
longer than an hour but I can't get tired licking this beautiful sexy crack
of yours.

And indeed I started tasting his hole at once. It surprised me as very
clean, but as I was thinking this, Jason was talking.

-Dad, if it can be longer than an hour, I will not be able to hold it. I
think I should piss before. Let me go to the toilet for a minute.

He wanted to stand up but I did not let him.

-Jason, when have you needed a toilet in this house to piss? You can piss
on my sheets now.

-Dad, if I piss your sheets now, you will need a shower tomorrow and I
would have you a new month unwashed.

-Then we can do this Jason --I told him as I continued to lick his scented
ass-, you can piss a little stream on my sheets and the rest you can piss
on the floor as I take you to this greater pleasure. Come on, do it.

And Jason fortunately started doing what I had suggested. I kept on licking
his ass but out of the corner of my eye I was able to see his hot stream
dirtying the sheets I would lie in tonight. Only half a minute and later he
bravely started to piss on the floor, more certain now.

After the stream of Jason's hot piss, I was glad he had not pissed on a
toilet, I focused on the pleasure of that hot ass I was finally allowed to
please, but I had to tell him.

-It's surprising, Jason, but your ass seems to be very clean.

He told me in the midst of really aroused moans.

-I had a bad experience with a boy once. Nobody has ever complained of my
smell of sweat but one dude once told me he was unable to lick my dirty
crack. I don't know if you know that sensation, dad, but I felt really
dirty for the first time in my life. I was ashamed knowing I was
disgusting. It was such an awful sensation that since that day I have
always washed my ass after wiping it.

-I know what you felt, Jason. We are twin souls. That also happened to me
and I always wash my ass too. Now you have an ass with a taste so perfect
that I will make you bust a huge load on my sheets.

I was licking and licking, sure that sooner or later my hot son would know
a new pleasure he had not even imagined. If I didn't believe I could ever
take courage to fuck him, I knew I could please his ass in a different
way. I had worked on a snake this morning and had taken out its tongue. Now
I would turn my tongue into a different snake. I was wondering what species
the snake would be and I laughed thinking it could be a new species:
ass-eating snake.

But the rimming was shorter than I expected. So much I wanted to please him
and so good my snake tongue was becoming that it took me shorter than I
expected: three quarters of an hour, when I had been in heaven. When I saw
his beautiful face at cumming I became more certain that at least I would
give him this pleasure often. Finally his cum was embellishing my
sheets. So many times I had masturbated there and dreamt he would cum in my
bed. He thanked me and said it really was a hot experience, the best sexual
experience he had ever had, better because it had been his father who had
not hesitated to take him there.

I still had some doubts though that I could give him a blowjob, but there
was something I really could do. I affectionately turned him and started
whacking off as I moved to his ripe pits and started licking.

-Ever since I smelled a guy's pits I knew I was gay. Ever since I sniffed
your pits in May I knew I was a different man, a sinner maybe but I had to
burn every day with this smell and wank over you. No other thing would be
possible as far as you did not wash your armpits. Now I am doing what I
have so desired to do for four months. But you have not seen you father yet
wanking over your flavours and now you will see a wild man beating his meat
as he is allowed to taste the most scented corner of the universe.

He was jacking off too seeing me so aroused at his smell, something he
still could not assimilate. But I had to enjoy that first cum I would have
with his body and had to make it last. I was five minutes in his right pit
and moved to his left pit at last, screaming.

-This is how a man always should smell and taste. I have licked pits many
times, but never this dirty. But this is just the smell I would always like
to find in a dude.

But I knew I could not hold it any longer and also had to fill my sheets
with an aroused stream of incestuous father's nectar. He came after me and
I kissed him.

All that time I had conceived a new idea. Why not? He had showed me he was
fond of that so maybe he would like the new game. I held all his body again
and carried him to the living room and now laid him on the floor.

-Is it too cold, Jason?

-It's not, dad. I just wonder what you will want to do now.

-Wait for me here.

I went back to my bedroom and took out the rim seat. It was a long time
since I had used it. Now I would play with Jason. He would have time to see
what I wanted to do now and if he really did not desire to be used he could
get away from it. Whether or not he was brave enough to play this with me,
I would reward him later with a blowjob. I had no doubts. I finally arrived
to the living room and he could perfectly see I was carrying the rim seat.
With no hesitation I placed it over his head so he was under it. Then with
no words I aimed my cock to his mouth, that sexy mouth my son had. His
response was smiling at me and opening it wide. So now a stream of his
father's piss would inevitably fall on him.