Chapter 4
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I continued to know the pleasure you can feel when having a man who desires giving you that happiness. I have not called him bitch so far but I knew very well it was his turn now to work my pleasure as a bitch would. The feeling of a tongue in my feet was something so new and pleasant that I repeatedly moaned, showing him I had been in paradise all afternoon and I was still in heaven. He replied as he continued licking my feet.
-You have given me this satisfaction before and now it is your turn to know what a man can do for your pleasure. Now you will start to feel what having a private bitch means. If ever before I have been good, I must be better now than ever and you must experience the pleasure of a tongue at your feet.
He licked just as I had licked before and every movement of his tongue was driving me crazy. All my toes were licked one by one. It was impossible to utter my satisfaction. I knew I was having more pleasure than with a girl and now I knew I was bisexual everything aroused me, even his nudity. It is so hot to see a naked man, hotter if it is a sweaty naked man. After two minutes and a half of real bliss, I told him he could go to my right foot. He started with it and I could really notice his face of pleasure at the smell.
-I am not surprised at that, Steve -Derek told me-. I am more aroused than ever with the aroma of your feet. So I wanna ask you something. I'd love to see you totally nude, bro, but can you at least take your shoes off? I wanna enjoy the perfume of your feet the rest of the evening. Would you?
-Ok, Derek. If you really want me to take off my shoes, I will, if you take off your shoes next.
-Good, so please do, Steve.
I took of my shoes and I could notice my brother sniffing the air and telling me he wanted that scent to accompany him the rest of the evening. He continued madly jacking off all the time. But he took off his shoes next and then the air brought me back the smell of heaven, that of my brother's feet. I was of course incestuously jacking off too: my brother's smell was as no smell I had sniffed before.
Lipp continued to lick my right foot and I continued looking at my watch, though I knew well he did not want those two minutes and a half to pass. My face told him I was in heaven and had no hurry to return to Earth. I even told him I would like to cum one day with the perfume of his feet and he reminded me it was now my feet's turn, not his. But the time finally came when I told him he could go to my armpits.
As soon as he was in my left pit, he started to jack off too, saying he also had to cum with them since there was nothing he enjoyed more than the perfume of a man's pits, and they were no other than mine. I was happy seeing how he was enjoying my smell and taste.
-Now I will write down here Lipp's fourth cum. You see I also wrote down the one with the blowjob you gave him and the one when he reached g-spot. I wrote 3g to be exact to always remember this one was not like any other cum for him but it was with your tongue and the first of his two g-spots. You also have 3 under your name, with jacking off, being blown and with the perfume of Lipp's pits. I will also write 4g under your name when you finally reach that moment. Now I am sure I will write down number 4 under L when Lipp cums with those wonderful pits of you I also want to cum with.
As he was licking my pits and jacking off, he said once and again pits was the perfume of his life, especially my armpits and I had to sincerely repeat that it was becoming the perfume of my life too.
-And I think it will be the perfume of my life too, Steve -Derek said-. I have the need to lick man's armpits now, preferably yours, bro. I hope I can do that soon.
-We will see, Derek.
His face was entranced. I told him it was time he could go to my right pit, but he would be there all the time he wished. He said it was so good to know he would have my armpits every Monday and we would always start with them and for free. I was all the time looking at his face of bliss. I began to really feel I was his best investment ever. He told me something before cumming.
-I can't remember any moment of my life which has given me so much pleasure: no food, no travel, no book I have read, no play I have seen, nothing compares to this afternoon with you, Steve. Thank you -and he cummed then.
-So, I finally write number 4 under L. You can go on, Steve.
He asked me now to turn. He was going to make me reach g-spot. I had deserved it, he said.
-The pleasure I am also having, Lipp, is so great that I think I should not get any money.
-I have been a psycho before, Steve. Don't you be a psycho now. I had to pay your damn price so I could finally be here giving you the greatest pleasure. And this is the best afternoon of my life. Your hard work deserves a reward. So, please, please, let me help you with my money and don't tell me now that you won't take it. We will soon have 24 hours of sex for free, I promise. So now, get what you have so decently earned.
I had to agree. He started to gently stroke my buttocks. You won't believe me, bro, if I tell you I have discovered I have an ass today. Oh how he touches. Then he said he wanted to sniff and lick my scented broth again and I should wait to fart. I said, ok, Lipp, you've paid the damn price. Now you deserve my farts. Hope you enjoy them. But lick my broth now all you want. You have deserved it.
He was licking my ass for a couple of minutes reaching my prostate and finally he asked me for farts. A little shy yet, I knew I had to do it and I said to myself: ok, I will fart once and see how he likes it. I took courage and farted. He praised it at once and said he wanted many more, at least one fart a minute as he would be taking me to g-spot, so I was glad he enjoyed my farts and continued farting as my body was experiencing a new wonderful sensation. How can I describe it to you, Derek? One day you must try and have a tongue inside your ass making you discover that pleasure. I would gladly have my tongue inside your ass, bro.
-You know, Steve. I really wish my tongue was now inside your little ass. I want to see it, touch it, sniff your broth, lick it. Oh, bro, I want an ass now. I wish I could reach g-spot, and it would be wonderful your tongue could make me discover it, but you know, damn price again, Steve. I must be first. And I really desire your ass now as I desire everything of you.
-Oh, damn price. I am so sorry you have intended to make me do nothing unless you are first.
-I think the reason of your success today with Lipp has been your damn price. That way he has been able to even enjoy farts. He has really earned them for he had to do it to you before. I want incest, bro. I clearly say it again. But it won't be successful unless you take courage to pay your damn price with me before. Go on telling me your story and you can think about damn price meanwhile.
It was pleasure for every pore of my body. Not only my ass was feeling. I was discovering sex in that moment. They have always taught us that sex is something funny, but after today I would not call sex funny unless I can live again that wonderful moment of absolute pleasure. Lipp's tongue in my ass was a monster of fun, making me discover points of my body which I did not know I had. In continuous farts and with my constant spasms I managed to talk to him.
-Now I know the pleasures you can have with your ass, the same day I have discovered I am bisexual and as I am even going to try shit, I wanna know all the pleasures you can feel with you arse and I wanna be fucked, Lipp. Have it in mind for later. I think I will be 6000 euros more expensive, but I want to know everything.
-Do not think of that now. Think only of my tongue.
I was for half an hour discovering sex with Lipp's tongue, never forgetting to fart in his mouth for I knew the more I farted, the happier he will become. But I finally had to tell him I was going to cum. He took his mouth off my ass to see me cumming and told me it was prostate fluid now.
-So I write 4g under the S of your name, bro.
He told me not to talk and enjoy the moment. All I could say was thank you, Lipp. At least I had to say that. But he could do the talking as I was touching my newly discovered second dick. He said now he was really proud he had achieved my pleasure and it had been worth his while all the previous suffering, he said, of having had to fart in my mouth. I was for three or four minutes stroking my dick, unable to talk. I asked him to kiss me now and he did. He felt more certain now that he knew I was bisexual and knew I enjoyed the touch of his lips in mine.
-Please, please, Lipp, now you have to fuck me. Let this wonderful afternoon, the most pleasant afternoon of my life, continue. I wanna know everything.
-It is five minutes of pain, Steve.
-Lipp, if you don't fuck me now, before next Monday I will go to a gay bar and try to find someone willing to fuck me, so I can enjoy fucking with you later. But please do not allow any cock to be inside my ass before yours. Please, Lipp, fuck me. I certainly desire it.
-I will have to then, Steve. But I will thrust my cock in your ass and you will tell me. If you cannot stand the pain, I will take it out immediately.
Finally his dick was in my ass, Derek. It was painful but I knew I had to live the pain first. Now I can tell you it was worth to live that pain but in that moment I was about to give up, even though I knew the psychological pleasure of knowing I had Lipp's cock inside my ass was greater. But he increased his tenderness in those painful moments and touched me and kissed me. He wanted to also jack me off, and I said ok as long as the pain lasted, but not later. Finally I was able to tell him it hurt less and I thought I would be capable of enduring the fucking, not only as a good bitch but as the boy who wanted to take him to heaven every Monday and wanted to give him every possible moment of pleasure, surrendering my ass too to his dick.
And the glorious moment came when it didn't hurt anymore. I started to yell and told him he didn't need to continue to touch me or kiss me, but he said he would go on. I pleaded him not to cum soon and go on giving me that surprisingly unexpected pleasure. I said this pleasure is so great, Lipp, that I am sorry to say that you will fuck me every Monday for free too. I will have to charge you for things as delicious as blowjobs, feet or piss, but this satisfaction must be weekly and for free. He wanted to convince me to still get some money for fucking but I did not let him speak for I had something to ask him.
-Lipp, can you continue without cumming for five more minutes?
-I can, why?
-I am feeling it again, Lipp. If you go on like this for five more minutes I will reach g-spot again.
-Do you really want to reach g-spot again, Steve?
-I do. I will take you to g-spot again later, I promise.
-Listen to me, Steve. I know you are stubborn and I am starting to know I like you just that stubborn. You have to make me reach g-spot again with your cock, ok, but it needn't be today, do you understand? I have had so much pleasure so far that I don't need it, and you can take me to g-spot with your cock next Monday.
-Ok, Lipp, I compromise. I am close now to a second explosion of prostate liquid. Now, Lipp, please cum in my ass first. When I notice your semen, I will cum.
He did cum, so finally bro, I am sorry I forgot to say we have not cummed six times each, but seven times. So today I have cummed ten times so far, twice with g-spot. As the previous moment I did not talk and Lipp congratulated me and waited for me to touch my second dick again to talk something but I stopped him and asked him to kiss me. Twice g-spot the same day, Derek. At that time I knew there could be nobody in the world right now happier than me in that glorious moment.
-So 5g for Steve, bro, and 5 for Lipp. Now I know where number 6 will go, but I want to know your seventh cum. I guess some of the filthy moments later must have given you your seventh cum this afternoon. I am really curious to know.
-Now fuck me, Steve. My moment has come. Oh, my God. I am going to know even the pleasure of your dick in my ass. Fuck me, please, Steve, and remember it will not hurt me. I have been fucked many times before.
So Lipp would know all the pleasures, even that of being fucked by my dick. I entered him easily and the moment I was inside him, I knew an ass can give you as much satisfaction as a cunt. Of course I also turned my hands into monsters for his pleasure and I groped his entire hot naked body and kissed him constantly. I had to say.
-Lipp, now I do believe that you trust me. We understand each other. But it is me who must say thank you. Thanks for everything you've made me discover.
-You decent boy. You are the hottest one I've met in my life. I really like you, Steve -and he couldn't add anything else for I kissed him ardently again. And finally I had to say.
-Believe me I am not frightened to live the complete toilet moment. I will feel what I have felt with piss and farts. I will always have mental sheets to wank over all my life, believe me.
-Ok, Steve. We will have to live that moment too, since it has been impossible to convince you. But think only of fucking now, please.
-Ok, Lipp.
-Steve, I also implore you. My ass is so sensitive now after the g-spot I have lived with you that I think only five more minutes of your fucking me and I will reach g-spot again.
-Then I will give you a second g-spot, you hot man. My cock is so exhausted that I can hold my next cum as much as you want.
So I began working his second g-spot with pride. In that moment I was sure we had really become friends and we were both in a wonderful corner of heaven that belonged only to us. I heard him moaning, sweat running down all his hot body, making him more perfumed and feeling alive with me. My hands were madly groping his whole body but not jacking him off. I was sure he could reach his second g-spot as I had, not even touching himself. The moment came when he asked me to cum in his ass for he was cumming too next. I cummed and touched heaven again, for the first time inside an ass. I saw his beautiful face in that moment, unable to speak. I could never have believed I had that power in myself of driving a human being crazy, but I would be hours just looking at his face in that moment when words were not necessary. The language of absolute happiness can be uttered like that: yelling, with all his muscles stretched, happily touching his second dick. After a couple of minutes I kissed him again and now we resembled a couple: so intense was that kiss. He could only say thank you, Steve, once and again.
-You are an absolute machine of pleasure, bro. I wanna have sex with someone like you. Or with you.
-I am sure you are also an absolute machine of pleasure, bro.
-I am cumming again.
-Me too, and now it is eleven times, or more, because in g-spot, you cum twice as much as in any other standard cum. So it is like thirteen times. My record is crushed. But I will cum more times this wonderful day. I still have to wank over you privately in my room later.
-And I will do exactly the same. Go on with your wonderful story. I wanna hear the piggest moments, which come now.
-Complete toilet, Lipp -I told him-, that means I also want to drink some more of your piss. Come on, in this at least you must be calm. You know I like your pee.
-Ok, but you must to the same.
I drank his pee now gladly. I had got used to the flavor and knew I was able to be all day drinking his wonderful nectar. I wasn't worried at all of what would come next, bro, believe me. I wanted to eat shit, but meanwhile I was savouring his piss again. Of course I pissed him next. I desired both our stomachs full of everything for the two transfers that would come at the end. Finally I said.
-Now, Lipp, the time has come to taste your shit. Believe me I am really aroused and I will eat it whatever I feel.
-Ok, Steve, but do not forget, please, that just a turd might be enough.
So there I was, licking and tasting his glorious ass for the second time. Of course I asked him for more farts: now I was the complete toilet and wanted everything. He knew I could stand his farts and fortunately I could smell and taste that explosion again. I knew he had his shyest moment then when he had needs to shit in my mouth but he finally took courage and I could sense shit inside my mouth. The smell was pungent and the taste was somewhat disgusting but I couldn't help but touching my dick again when I started eating his shit. In that moment I knew I was capable of eating all the shit he had in his bowels and I had to tell him.
-Lipp, I will leave your ass for a moment. I have to talk to you.
-You needn't eat any more shit, Steve, you know that.
-It's not that, Lipp. Listen to me carefully. As we are friends you can also invite me to dinner one day. Would you like to?
-Of course, Steve.
-But do not think of something as caviar. What about a pizza?
-Pizza, ok.
-But what I wanted to tell you, Lipp, is this: do not prepare a salad for me, unless it has no lettuce. I can find no taste in lettuce. So imagine next Monday you make me choose between a dish full of lettuce and a dish full of shit. I would go straight to the dish of shit, believe me. Shit has a curious taste but I prefer eating shit to eating lettuce at least. So I think we could eat shit as often as you want. How about once a month? Next Monday is March 2nd, it is a new month. We could eat shit again.
-Do you have to eat shit every time I want to eat shit too?
-I have too, Lipp. The mental sheet of knowing I am earning my living now also eating shit is so arousing that I will continue eating excrements. At least now I know that I don't puke eating shit and I want my stomach also full of shit for when the moment comes of the second transfer. So now you know, Lipp, I want you to shit me all the poop you have in your stomach. I will now return to your ass and will eat everything. Don't be shy and shit me everything. I won't have enough if you don't shit three more turds, for instance.
-I have not told you this so far; Steve, but I would also eat your shit -Derek suddenly said.
-Oh, bro, I will let you blow me, for instance, but I don't want to disgust you.
-There are people who enjoy eating shit, like Lipp, or like you, bro. I also want to try, and no other than my brother's crap. At least I will also have a mental sheet to wank over for life. Eating my brother's shit! So arousing and pervert.
-I cannot tell you anything, Derek. I should not have talked to you about damn price or mental sheets.
-You turn me on with every word you say. Oh, bro, if only we had known before. We could have had the pleasure of incest, even pig incest, for years. But we still have the rest of our lives to enjoy.
-Well, I will continue with the story. How can I blame you for being aroused at shit if it has also aroused me?
Then I returned to Lipp's ass. He knew now I would eat everything and he even had to fart a lot more times to make the complete toilet moment more perfumed. He was giving me his shit to eat little by little and the more shit I ate the more I knew I would not puke and could eat all he had. I was getting full and satiated, bro, so that curiously I feel no hunger now. I have eaten an unexpected meal this afternoon, but a funny one. I was counting them and finally they were five turds that I ate. Finally he told me he had no more shit. In the floor of the cave there was even a big puddle where we could wash our asses later so as not to reach home with shitted asses.
-Now it is my turn to eat your shit, Steve, and judging by the taste of your broth, it will taste deliciously. But I can't believe I will eat the shit of the hottest man on Earth and I will not be able to cum. I've cummed so many times that I know I need a rest for my cock now and I want to cum with the transfer, when I know a lot of delicacies await me in your stomach. But not cumming with your shit when I so desire it is also an arousing moment of the best afternoon of my life, here with not only a friend, but my best friend after now. Now turn and please feed me your shit, Steve.
-I will, Lipp. Be proud and as pig as you want now. You've earned it and I wanna go on driving you crazy.
-Oh, Steve, you were right with your damn price. I have been with so many pig men before and believe me I have never felt like this. I really want to show you the pig I am. And happier, prouder and pigger than I have been all my previous life- and starting to savour my broth again, he said-. Oink, now I am a fly which has smelled your broth from afar and hovers and comes here to finally have a feast at your scented broth and smacks its lips awaiting your farts and your shit for later -I farted-. Please surprise me. Feed me your shit when I least expect it.
So I think I had him for two minutes like that, tasting broth and farts, till I finally surprised him with the first turd. We were both moved by then and the last words from both were uttered as we cried of emotion.
-This if my first dish in the menu of the best of restaurants, your hot ass. I wanna have in my stomach your crap and sleep with it today, I wanna be the sewer of your digestion, the shiteater you have now. I am a proud pig that has always wanted to live like this, saying oink as he eats the wonderful recipes a hot boy's stomach cooks -I shat him more turds as I was feeling how his tears of happiness were running down his face, along with his sweat, and shit slipped down his lips, dirtying his face as his stomach was getting dirtier every turd I gave him to eat, every fart I exploded, to keep having some broth for his pig mouth to lick. He never stopped talking, showing his gratitude and satisfaction, thanking me for allowing him to live the piggest moment of his life and feeling proud of being that pig. I was moved and could only tell him: it is your moment, Lipp, enjoy my shit as I have enjoyed yours first, and believe me we will have this pig party once a month- I cannot cum -he added- but I can at least touch my cock. So good, Steve, that you have allowed me to enter pig's heaven with you.
I informed him this new turd would be the last one. I had shat him six and the seventh one would be the last.
-I know with you I can taste this wonderful crap once a month. So I need no other pigs if I can always have pig sex with you. Please, look at me now, Steve, and tell me what you feel seeing this pig man chewing your shit.
I looked at him and almost cried seeing how bright he felt with my shit in his mouth. I saw how he was chewing my crap and had a sudden impulse and kissed him then. He cried seeing I also felt like kissing him with shit in his mouth. We were for a couple of minutes devouring each other in an endless kiss and crying, both happy and moved.
-I also wanted to know what my shit tasted like, Lipp, and kissing you will always be a good moment when your mouth is full of shit. Look at us, now, both our asses and both our mouths are full of shit, and we will continue like this as long as the complete toilet party lasts. Now you can be calmer. I am sure I will eat your gob and snot next. Be good and feed me again.