Date: Wed, 18 May 2016 15:33:16 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frķas <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lipp's bitches - chapter 9

Chapter 9

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I was frightened but already knew that Derek wanted to taste everything and
do everything with his brother boyfriend. He was licking my arse madly,
saying he was glad he could be there once more, tasting it. And he asked me
for some farts again. I was terrified to shit him, but I knew he liked my
farts and for that I was not shy. He moaned and said oink, encouraging me
to do what I knew I had to do. As if it were a horror movie or a nightmare,
I didn't want to, but knew I had to. He had been more than five minutes
licking my ass again and I should shit him now. So, ok, let's go, I said to
myself. Even if he is disgusted he will not lose his affection for me, so
finally I dropped my first turd in his mouth. I felt Derek's tongue,
licking it with no sign of disgust. I could feel how he swallowed my
shit. And finally he said to me.

-Steve, I don't know if I can be even pigger than Lipp or you. But neither
of you cummed with shit last week. Look at the floor, bro. I have just
cummed with your delicious poop. Fuck the fact that shit can be dangerous
for health, or else I would eat shit every day. But do not be shy, Steve,
and shit me all you have in your bowels. Today I can.

It is true he had cummed with something I had not cummed yet. Previously I
had to kiss my brother's shitted mouth with real affection and love. And
promising I would feed him all the shit he wanted, he returned to my ass
and licked my now shitted hole with enthusiasm, repeatedly tasting shit and
farts. I was feeding him for five more minutes and gave him three new
turds. It was so hot to feel my brother's throat swallowing my crap with no
disgust. The more I fed him, the more he yelled, saying that he was now a
new shiteater, as Lipp and I were. Certainly I emptied my guts in his
stomach and almost sorry because I had no more shit to give him, I asked
him to withdraw. I would continue the toilet incestuous party with shitted
arse all afternoon. But now it was my turn to finally eat my brother's
shit, which I guessed it would be delicious.

I would have taken him for the third time to g-spot, if he had asked me; I
remember I thought when I returned to my brother's perfumed ass. I
remembered the taste of shit from Lipp's arse and I was sure I would enjoy
my brother's poop. So pervert! I could savour his farts again awaiting his
crap. Oh, how I would like to cum with shit too, I was thinking, as I was
licking in no hurry my brother's hole. But he took a shorter time to shit,
not shy at all for he knew I had already eaten shit and enjoyed. I put all
my five senses in tasting his crap as if it were the yummiest cake, a tasty
product from his stomach. And then the miracle came. I managed to cum also
with my brother's crap and I heard Lipp yelling in that moment when he
cummed again. I ate five more turds of my brother's tasty bowels and I was
saying oink as a madman, knowing finally that both Derek and I would enjoy
that meal whenever we had to shit each other again. When he finally told me
there was no more shit in his guts, he also kissed me passionately and we
both were savouring shit in our perfumed mouths now. We did not want to
stop kissing in that moment, the first real pig kiss of our lives. We asked
Lipp again to piss and now he peed in Derek's mouth again. I also pissed my
brother and he pissed me one more time. Neither he nor I wanted the pig
moments to finish, and the pigger the better. Lipp had told us that we
should puke each other but both of us had to finally leave our pukes in his
stomach again. We agreed. Now I was sure Derek would be capable of
swallowing my gobs and phlegm and have a new taste of my snot, which he had
already tasted last Monday. So far he had been able to do everything and my
love for him increased as I saw his shitted mouth and shitted ass, just as
my mouth and ass were. Now I had to be first to spit in Derek's mouth.

He was already with open mouth and smiling, saying he also wanted to see my
face as I was spitting. Calmer because I guessed he would be able to eat my
gobs, I spat with no shyness in his beautiful mouth. He told me I was even
cuter but I was a handsome man nevertheless. And he asked me for phlegm. I
took some time to clear my throat and repeating I had turned the cutest man
on earth, he swallowed that substance too, assuring me it was
delicious. Now I was certain to be spitting in Derek's mouth for five
minutes. He saw the substance and said he could not believe he had so
easily turned such a pig and almost yelled when he saw my phlegm, and
continuously saying "come on, bro, keep on spitting", I securely fed him
now the water from my throat, somewhat brownish too, an arousing shit
colour and taste. He never seemed to have enough. Derek was surprising me
as a pigger man than I. But I finally said the five minutes have ended and
now it had to be me who ate.

Derek's face when spitting was a poem to the beauty of pig men. I was
swallowing everything from him and becoming pigger than I had been with
Lipp. I enjoyed his face when he spat me the first gob and the first
phlegm. Then I focused on the substance. It was brownish too, but his
phlegm really came with some snot from his throat and I became mad with the
mixed flavour of gob, snot and shit. Asking him to feed me for five minutes
and telling him he should do at least that every day, he rained me
constantly the product of his throat. In that moment both Derek and I were
rats in a sewer and wanted more. Lipp was constantly wanking with the two
pig brothers and cummed again sure we were enjoying the pig festival. I was
so sorry the five minutes had ended but I still had some substances from my
brother to enjoy.

Now it was my brother's turn to become my handkerchief but I remembered he
had already tasted that substance and enjoyed before we had decided to
restrain ourselves. With no doubt I blew one of my nostrils in his mouth
and then he really screamed like a savage man, saying "oh, bro, this is
delicious. I have to cum with it one day. But you know I want to cum with
emetophilia later." And with no hesitation I rained him my other nostril
but Derek would not have enough and tasted my nose and his tongue was a
long while inside searching for more. He told me there was still some tasty
snot in my nose and ate it with an appetite. So I became a hungry man who
seemed not to have eaten for weeks and needed his snot to satiate my
hunger. Slowly he put a finger in his nose and producing an arousing sound
finally my brother's snot came into my mouth. A week later we still had
snot and he had a greater amount, so I prepared to keep on enjoying the
menu and his other nostril would be a yummy second dish. He filled my mouth
with that delicious gelatin a second time and I did as he had done and took
my tongue to his nose in search of any remnant of that delicious viscous
gelatin. I had no hurry to leave my brother's nose, so tasty, and was a
couple of minutes more. Little did I find now, but the taste of Derek's
nose was absolutely perfect and now I was finally allowed to taste a new of
my brother's forbidden corners.

But the time of transfers had finally come and I was scared again. It was
true every time that week I had puked on the toilet, he had enjoyed the
smell and he had had no problem in savouring his own vomit. I said to
myself "come on, Derek, eat this and everything will have finished and you
can be 48000 euros richer." I knew I had to do it and he would not end up
with puke in his stomach. First it should pass to mine and finally rest in
Lipp's pig stomach, which was used to it. Kissing Derek passionately as the
boyfriend I had become I managed to finally fill his mouth with puke. He
did not swallow it right away but was a good while moving it inside his
mouth at the same time his hand moved to his cock, assuring me that
everything aroused him and he had turned a dangerous emetophilic boy who
would like that substance in his stomach every day. So madly wanking all
the time I constantly fed him new amounts of vomit. I could feel he had so
much pleasure on that I really did not want to finish feeding him. I wanted
Derek to cum for the eighth time with me. As I was sure now he had a lot of
fun with my vomit I kissed him once and again and kept on vomiting,
sometimes with my mouth at some distance so he could see what he was so
pleasantly swallowing. I hope I am not endangering your health, bro, but
fuck, you only live once and you have to live according to your personality
and desires. We have to talk so as not to become dangerous pigs, but enjoy
your dick again, Derek. Cum with which my stomach affectionately has
prepared for your hungry pig mouth. Have fun. I didn't want to stop now. So
shy I had been before, not wanting to puke him, and now I hoped there could
be a lot more puke inside me to make him happy. But finally I had to tell
him unfortunately I had no more puke inside. One more time and it would be
the last. My vomit was finally in his mouth, and kissing me passionately
with vomit still inside, I could feel that he was cumming at last. Eight
times. He had even enjoyed the whole party more than I had last Monday. Now
a second emetophilic guy, me, opened his mouth greedily in order to eat all
the excrements my brother had in his stomach.  I knew his guts were full
with every excrement from me and from him that I had eaten and had finally
puked him. I felt like Lipp must have felt a week ago and I was sorry only
because I would have to transfer Derek's puke to Lipp's stomach later. But
his kisses all the time accompanied that many coloured porridge. I became
again a heathen idolater of vomit and my dick was moving as if in a
thanksgiving dance to the arousing power of emetophilia. My brother's
spasms, his sounds, his face when vomiting, a new statue of beauty, took me
back down the road of a pig mad young boy, who needed to feel his stomach
filling every day, to see how his stomach digested what I would eat
later. We both could have written a song to vomits, we were increasingly
dirtier and happier and prouder. He also took longer to finish and finally
he told me it would be his last time so I could achieve my eighth cum
too. Screaming as a real pig, I added my cum to Lipp's living room floor,
which was now a long river of semen. I had to kiss Derek with all that dirt
we had in our mouths then, with all tastes. Lipp let us kiss for more than
five minutes, two brothers who had just achieved everything of standard
incest, if incest could be considered standard, and pig incest. Then he
finally implored us to make two more transfers to his hungry stomach.

First it was Derek, whose stomach was almost empty but had saved a little
puke to have something to transfer Lipp. He was a short while but also
kissed Lipp affectionately, thanking him for having made it possible that
he had discovered himself. Lipp wanked again. He had cummed few times so he
could cum with both our transfers and he cummed soon, saying thank you to
Derek and repeating he was also a sweet cute man he wanted to be with. Now
the days to be together begin, Lipp, my brother told him. And then he
implored me to fill his stomach with two brothers' excrements that were all
awaiting him in my stomach.

-I thought I had already lived the piggest moment of my life last week, but
not only do you have your delicious excrements in your stomach again, but
also your brother's and all that mixture is fermenting for me to enjoy
now. Come on, Steve, let both of you return home now with clean stomachs,
and dirty mine, please.

I kissed him ardently and slowly started to transfer all our excrements to
his pig stomach too. He showed me again what a sweet man he was and his
tongue invited my dirty tongue to dance and lovingly moved to my uvula and
his soft breath caused me to erupt a large load of every substance I had
mixed and fermented in my guts for him to enjoy. It was a large load of
everything. I reminded him there was also something of him in my stomach
for I must be puking back his piss. Derek was not wanking then but his
boner was high. Lipp and I were kissing for about seven minutes and at
every kiss I discharged a new load of vomit. From those days, the three of
us prefer puke to any other thing, specially a vomit with so many colours
and tastes. Three emetophilic guys were living their utmost as real pigs
and I rained and rained a large river of puke which seemed never to end and
we three had enormous boners, even though only Lipp masturbated, but we
were taking communion with the smell, the sounds and the flavours of
puke. But there came a moment when inevitably I had to finish and Lipp
cummed with his mouth full of two brothers' complete dirt, kissing me and
saying thank you to both of us.

-Now you should go to the bathroom to wipe your asses and brush your teeth,
or even to have a shower, if you so wish, though I would have you both a
month unwashed. Then you can return, put your clothes back on and finally
take the money into your pockets. I wanna go to the bathroom and see you.

He came with us and jerked off looking at us in our private moments of
wiping our asses and brushing our teeth. He was really enjoying himself and
we were glad he was having some fun even now when everything was
accomplished. Then we returned to the living room and put on our
clothes. Then we took both amounts of 48000 euros in our pockets and we
heard Lipp say.

-I am not in love with either of you so far, so don't worry. You will
continue getting money from me. I have thought that first you should have
this week for yourselves and enjoy your newly born couple. Next Monday
Steve may come again, at six in the McKenzie as we talked last week. Now
you know my address but we should have a coffee first. On Tuesday next
week, I could have my first private session with Derek. And every Wednesday
could be Incest Day now and you may come both together. What do you think?

-It is a perfect solution for our horny selves, Lipp -I said and Derek
agreed with me.

We finally kissed Lipp's mouth and returned home to live our first night as
a couple. Just two minutes after we had left Lipp's house, next to a bar
closer to his home than to the McKenzie bar my brother suggested we could
enter and have a new coffee. He had to talk to me, he said.

Once inside we asked for two coffees and he said he wanted to tell me
something. Mistakenly I said.

-Is there anything you haven't liked? Even if it is the fact that we are a
couple. You can forget about that if you prefer.

-It's not that, my dear Steve. I will always want to be your boyfriend
now. But remember the time I was licking your pits. I said these words to
you them: "I cannot feel more affection now, be fonder of you or desire you
more, Steve." Just in that moment I noticed that I had fallen madly in love
with you, bro, but I wanted to say this to you privately. You can tell Lipp
next Monday when you are with him again -and he added as I was crying,
noticing that real bliss was bathing me now-. I even fear now that one day
you do not want to be my partner anymore.

It was me now who had to reassure him. I did not want to kiss him there but
I held his hand affectionately and reassured him I would always love him
and we would always be together.

-Oh, how I love you, Derek. Lipp has finally solved our lives, both
economically and emotionally. Only our health could be risked.

-It really could, bro. I will have to make some efforts so as to eat shit
and puke only twice a month: Lipp's shit and puke once and your shit and
puke one more time. But I hope I can see you shit every day. And you can
even puke every day for me to see and smell your digestion. Maybe I have
enough with that. I have become a real pig now, bro, but we will try and
keep on being sane.

I nodded to his words and added we could at least drink piss every day if
he agreed. Of course he thought it was perfect.

-Now, Steve, we'd better get home and start our mutual happiness together
as the real couple we are now. I want to be with you under our sheets or
even have some sex with you before.

I thought it was wonderful. I also needed to touch him, kiss him, and feel
him. I was so in love. So we stood up and headed home where we would live
our first hours as a couple, deep in love with each other.