Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2016 19:44:49 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frķas <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Forced to incest - chapter 2

Chapter 2

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Have a look at the beauty of life, even in the hardest conditions, in my
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There I was, licking Dave's feet and still having disconcerting feelings
for it was true I was enjoying the scent of my son's feet. I knew that
harder moments would come later but now I could be calm and enjoying that
aroma. I had already cummed or I would have cummed again with that
wonderful scent. So I was really slow and careful with every single bit of
Dave's feet, enjoying the taste and knowing perfectly well that I would ask
my son when we were in private to please let me have that fun again before
he entered the shower. I licked each toe really enjoying the taste and
wanting to please Dave, something I could never have thought, the fact that
not only I liked having sex with my son, but I would like to have more
incestuous sex with him in the future. But something I had to say and now I
know I was wrong.

-I am feeling like a faggot now.

-Pete, listen to me -Jack told me then-. Of course you can tell Dave
whatever you want and you can call me the way you prefer. I will not harm
you even if you say I am a piece of shit, or call me shitjack. I am gay and
I repeat I deserve being called as you prefer. I have raped you and I am
forcing you to incest. But look at that brave man, your son. He has just
outed a lot of things and you have understood him and hugged him. I think
faggot is an insulting word and I only use it for cowards, so even a
heterosexual man can be a faggot for me. But I will ask Dave. Do you like
the word faggot?

-I have never used it, Jack.

-But I was using the word faggot for me -I said.

-Pete -Jack was talking to me again-. You are not a coward and your son can
check you are being really brave. So I suspect he won't like to hear you
calling yourself a faggot.

-I like your points of view, Jack, thank you. There are no faggots here,
just two gay men and one who is feeling gay at the moment.

-Dad, I am discovering you today. And as I don't have any secrets with you
now, I don't want any more secrets between us. I would also like to please
you, believe me. It would be fair, Dad, would you be shocked if I tell you
that I would really like to give you fun at home?

-You should not say those things in front of Jack, Dave.

-Don't worry, Pete -Jack addressed me again-, I have promised you and your
son will have to do nothing with you here. Of course when in private later
you can do with each other whatever you like. I suspect today I have just
met the two hottest men in the world.

-Thank you, Jack. In other circumstances I would have liked to be your
friend, really. But please, I know the next steps can be harder. Can I keep
on pleasing Dave's feet for a long time? I am enjoying this.

-Then go to his other foot and remain there as long as you want.

I was surprised but even when I knew perfectly well that he had just raped
me and was forcing me to incest, I could not help but feel friendliness for
that man. I kept on enjoying Dave's scent, now in his other foot, horny as
hell, learning to please a man's feet for I knew it would not be the only
time. After now, I would always like to lick men's feet, preferably, and
this notion was surprising for me, Dave's feet. I think I was longer than
twenty minutes in Dave's left foot, discovering sensations, admitting now I
could be bisexual and maybe always an incestuous bitch. I was also
discovering slowly, but it was harder for me to admit then, that I even
liked being dominated, but I needed a man as sweet as Jack, or as sweet as
Dave. Finally I myself decided I should end the footjob and be brave and
take the toilet moments. I was scared but not so much, because I knew that
Dave could at least enjoy and I promised myself I would make him calm. So I
asked Jack what I should do now. He answered by asking Dave if he felt the
urge of peeing again. He said he had to.

-Dave, I didn't tell you, before, but I really enjoyed the taste of your
piss. I don't know what is happening to me, but everything so far is funny
for me, believe me. Now please, give me a new stream of your hot piss. I
need to piss too, but with Jack's permission, I will piss on the ground
again.

Dave was much calmer and now I know he was really surprised at his father's
reaction but it was true I was enjoying everything. He did not hesitate now
and from some distance so Jack could see him, he gave me a new warm and
salty stream to drink. I started pissing too, and since then it has always
seemed to me wonderful to be pissing as I am drinking piss. In this moment
Jack started to pee too. The three of us were pissing at the same time, and
fuck, I must admit I was enjoying. It ended sooner than I expected for I
really would have enjoyed a longer stream. I had become an addict to the
taste. Now he had to spit in my mouth.

-Do not worry, Dave -I told my son-, I might enjoy the taste or not but it
will be nothing for me to taste your gobs.

I opened my mouth, ready to taste a new substance from Dave, still somewhat
scared of what would come later. He started spitting in my mouth. Well, the
taste did not disgust me, but it didn't arouse me either as his piss
had. But I really liked Dave's face in that moment. He was so cute and so
far I had no problem in admitting that I was feeling a bit gay and I was
proud of the cute and even sexy son I had. I could even see Jack's face
behind my son then, and he was also a cute man. It might be the fact that I
had expected to see him all the time dominating, aggressive and mad at me,
but he was surprising me as a sweet man after all. I really had the hope
that he would not force me to eat a lot of shit later, if he really saw it
was really disgusting for me.

-Stop now, Dave -Jack addressed us both now-. Come on, Pete. Keep on
showing me how brave you are. It is good for me to know that I am not
harming you too much. You probably won't enjoy this, but try at least. Both
Dave and I enjoy the taste. But be a while first tasting your son's ass and
pleasing him for a short while. After a couple of minutes I will make a
gesture to Dave so he starts farting. I will see your reaction then. Even
if you don't like them, you will have to taste some farts. And later, I
will make a new gesture to him, the signal that he must start shitting. I
would like you to enjoy, Pete. But if you don't, keep on eating some
shit. It might be an ordeal, but think this ordeal can soon be over, and
you can try eating once in your life what some people eat and enjoy.

-I will do as you tell me, Jack. And please, Dave, be calm. Even if it is
completely disgusting for me, it will be just a while and soon all of this
will be over. I trust Jack now and I know he's saying the truth. Come on,
let me taste your ass and be attentive to the signals he makes.

Dave then squatted and I could see for the first time in my life my son's
ass with some lust. I had seen his ass so many times, even this afternoon
again as he lay on his stomach on the towel and Jack, quite unknown for us
then, was jerking off. I am not surprised any man would desire wanking
seeing my son's hot buttocks. So with these surprising feelings, I finally
dared stick my tongue inside Dave's ass. No sooner I had begun to taste his
crack, I had again a big erection. A new surprise, but I really liked the
taste of a man's arse, my own son's arse. So I greedily licked and I was
forgetting the fact that he must necessarily fart later, whenever Jack
ordered him to. I could only think of the wonderful flavour of an
ass. Without anybody telling me anything, I wanted to explore this
delicious hole and soon my tongue was in his prostate. Then the first of
Dave's farts came, and I really had to say.

-Now, Dave, you can obey Jack. The taste is not delicious but I can cope
with them. Fart as many times as he tells you. I really don't mind the fact
that you are farting in my mouth. It's really not a wonderful taste but I
am enjoying the experience, though.

He did fart as many as six times. I had not forgotten I should have to eat
his crap but to a certain extent I was learning the meaning of carpe
diem. Later I would surely be disgusted even if I know I should not puke so
that Dave could be calm, even when shitting in his father's mouth. But
meanwhile farts were not a repulsive taste and I was really enjoying the
taste of Dave's butt. But his first load of shit finally reached my
mouth. It was a strange feeling my first taste of shit, but I knew I would
be able to swallow that little amount of crap. It was inside my mouth for a
short while before I took courage and swallowed. And feeling Dave's poop
traveling down my throat was the hottest thing I had done in my life. I
would not be able to hold it. My whole dick was asking me for some clemency
to achieve its goal and cum so I was carried away by a greatest lust and
had to cum with Dave's poop. He did not see me but Jack really saw me. He
said nothing but his face showed me his greatest surprise and
admiration. But I had to inform Dave of what had just happened.

-Listen to me now, Dave. I have just cummed with your shit. Oh, Dave, I
hope you understand me now if I tell you I am enjoying it all so much:
incest, eating shit and even the fact of being dominated. I think I need a
master after now. I know you have a slave. I would like to be a new slave
for you, Dave.

Regardless of whatever Jack's opinion was at the moment, not fearing now
that he could be shot, he withdrew his ass from me then, stood up and
approached me and said.

-Dad, you are the sweetest man I could ever find. There is something Jack
never told us to do, but I would like to try. I wanna kiss your mouth.

-Dave, you know my mouth if full of shit at the moment.

-I am used to eating shit, Dad. And never had I felt such a strong desire
of kissing a man than now. Kiss me, Dad.

That was the hottest moment of all the hot moments of that day. Absolutely
careless of my shitted breath, he kissed me and kissed me with a new
tenderness I did not know in him and we were not stopped by Jack, who was
looking at us with admiration and respect. I was crazy kissing Dave's lips
and neither of us wanted that first incestuous kiss to end. But Dave had
something to tell me.

-Dad, I understand what you are feeling. But we could have sex whenever you
want, even every day, and I would also like to please you. But I want you
always to be my best buddy, never my slave. So, Dad, if you really feel the
need of having a master, or maybe a mistress, you could look for one
different from me and you can tell me every day what you are feeling with
him or her, just as I will never again have any secrets with you and I will
tell you everything about Leo or any new slave or just sex partner I could
have in the future.

-I agree with you then Dave. But I need a master. I'm sorry to say that
maybe I have become a psycho, but I would like to keep on enjoying all the
shit you have and not only today, and probably taste the shit of some other
men too in the future.

-So, I will feed you now all the shit I have, Dad. Now I believe you like
everything from me and I am calm. Come on, Dad, return to my ass.

I was allowed to enjoy the taste of his now shitted ass for a long time
before in constant farts I could finally swallow a second turd. I moaned so
that Dave could know how I was enjoying that pig moment. I was licking
shit, savouring farts and sometimes eating a new turd. I was making love to
shit for the first time in my life. But I needed more. I swear that if I
didn't know shit can be dangerous for health I would have asked Dave to
please let me eat his shit every day. I certainly felt the need then to eat
even Jack's shit, but so far I must have enough with the five turds I was
fed from Dave's hot ass. He finally told me there was no more shit and now
it would be the time of puke and the ordeal would be over. Little he knew
it was not being an ordeal for me. I was enjoying being my son's toilet and
I wanted to keep on enjoying, even if I did not like the taste of puke.

-Kiss me again, Dad -Dave told me-. I will puke you in the midst of this
kiss. Hope you enjoy it too, you hot man.

The new kiss was even sweeter now. Dave and I had started to take communion
in the same tenderness for each other. It is true I had discovered Dave
that day and he had discovered a different father too. I never forgot my
son was going to puke me soon, but meanwhile I was kissing him as if I had
always been his boyfriend and there was no tomorrow. I noticed how Jack was
wanking now frantically. And the first load of puke finally came into my
mouth. I knew from that moment on I would eat and enjoy puke, and my dick
did not even ask for permission now. I had to leave it absolutely free and
I cummed again, at the same time I could notice Jack cumming with me. I had
to speak.

-Of all the things I have tasted from you today, Dave, this is the most
delicious substance. So please, empty your guts in my stomach and let me
enjoy all the digestion you have. I like it so much that I am going to wank
again. Please, please Dave. Keep on puking.

-I will keep on puking, Dad, and kissing you. Welcome to the world of dirty
men as me, Dad. I do believe now you are certainly enjoying everything.

It was five more minutes of delicious puke. My dick never stopped. Jack's
dick never stopped. But for the first time I saw Dave was also jacking
off. Three dicks were having fun in unison and I was kissing Dave as a man
in love. I didn't love Dave, but I enjoyed the softness of his lips as I
kept on eating that wonderful substance. Thinking to myself "I want to be a
toilet for the rest of my life", I finally cummed for the second time with
puke. I had cummed four times with Dave and I knew I would cum again when
he fucked me, something I now really desired. Both Jack and Dave cummed
after me. I wanted no pause and straight away I had the need to say.

-Oh, Dave, fuck me. I don't want you to think that Jack is forcing me
now. I really would appreciate your dick in my ass, sonny. Please give that
great pleasure to Dad.

With my mouth still full of my son's delicious excrements, I could finally
notice Dave's dick pummeling my ass. He never stopped kissing me in that
final moment. Did I say final? I would like that fucking time to be the
beginning of a new incestuous shared life. But I said nothing and kept on
enjoying being fucked by no other than my own son. It was only three
minutes when Jack cummed again and addressing us both, spoke.

-I still have a surprise for both of you. Look at me now. And then he
pointed the gun to his right temple and I was frightened thinking he would
shoot himself. I could not help but cry.

-Don't do it, Jack.

But he finally pulled the trigger. And then? nothing happened.

-All the time I was threatening you, I have raped you and forced you to
have incest with a toy gun. I suddenly discovered it was in one of my
pockets and I came with it to the sea, just because I wanted to fill it
with water sometimes and play with it as a kid. Then I was really aroused
at the fact that you are a father and a son and really hot and I had the
temptation to try and compel you to have some incest. I have read a lot of
stories about incest and alpha males, and maybe my head started to be
filled with that shit and I became convinced that I was an alpha male and
had the right to do what I have done. But what the hell is an alpha male? I
believe it is only stupid ridiculous men with so much ego that they can
easily turn, as I have just turned, into dangerous men, even rapists, and
then they only reach the level, if you remember the Greek alphabet, of
omega males, the level of the pure shit man I have just become.

Dave was all the time fucking me and I could notice he was really sweating
now. I thought it was because of the torrid day we were living, but now I
know it was because he was listening to Jack now, and he was becoming
infuriated. He left my ass suddenly and with a lot of fury seemed to be
going to Jack now and he really punched him now and seemed he wanted to
kill him. In fact he told him.

-You scum. I will never forget all you have just done to my father. I will
not stop till you are dead -and he kept on beating him.

-Dave -I had the need to shout-, please stop. You are hot and I have
enjoyed everything. Jack is a sweet man who has finally done no harm to
me. He has helped me discover myself, that's all. And please I could not
stand you became a murderer. Spare him or I swear, however much I love you,
I will not talk to you again.

-You have the right to kill me, Dave. But you have paid me back with this
beating you have just given me and have just taken this stupid alpha male
to the level of omega male and shit that he deserves. But heed your father,
please. It is not because I need to be spared. I have deserved your rage
and I would accept now any punishment you want to give me. But look at that
hot man, Pete. He would not like his son to become a murderer. Do not lose
him. It would be terrible for you to lose forever his tenderness. Maybe you
need to talk to him.

-Dave, please, stop. Jack has done nothing but allowing me to discover the
new fun I want for the rest of my life. You still have to cum in my
ass. Now with no gun I entreat you, Dave, to come back to me and fuck me
again till you fill my hole with your sperm.

-Ok, Dad. I will finally do as you tell me and I will please you, for now I
know you really want me to cum in your arse. Kiss me.

His dick was again moving freely in my ass. He kissed me and even told Jack
that he was forgiven and he could jack off if he wished seeing how he
tenderly fucked me. But Dave's sweetness and strong arousal knowing I
really desired to be fucked by him, was taking him soon to the verge of
orgasm. But I had something to say to Jack and I spoke.

-Jack, I only have the need to please you now and thank you for what you
have done to me. Of course you are not omega or shit now. And I would
really like to blow you, can I?

-It would be heaven for me. But listen to me, Pete. I am dirtier than you
may suppose. I only have a shower twice a year and I don't want to have a
new one till August. But imagine you blow me now. Your mouth is full of
shit and puke. You would stain my cock with all that and I would have to go
to the shower. I don't want to do that. But there's a different thing you
could do if you really want to please me. You could fuck me at the same
time Dave fucks you. Deal?

-Ok, Jack, deal. Come to my dick and I will fuck you.

It was the first time in my life I was fucking an ass, and gosh, it was
heaven. But so unexpected the pleasure was that I was only fucking him for
two minutes and in that exact moment Dave filled my ass with his cum. End
of everything. Was it really the end of that wonderful evening? I felt I
needed to say something to Jack.

-Jack, I really appreciate you now. I want to really thank you for the
wonderful moments you have made me live and I would really like to say some
words to my son first, but could you please wait for us here? When we have
finished talking, I want to talk to you again.

-I have nothing to do, Pete. I can wait for you here. I hope Dave is not
really angry at me later. I will wait.

-So long, then. We will soon be back. I repeat again: thank you, Jack.

Dave and I were soon hidden under the shade of some alders. I had to talk
to my son now and maybe convince him of some things, now that no threat was
endangering us. Jack was not an alpha male now, but he had earned for me
the right to be no letter of the Greek alphabet, but something as simple as
a possible friend from now on.