Chapter 5
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I opened my mouth with determination so he could know that I was still happily in the complete toilet moments. I wanted more. I guessed what he started to spit me had a somewhat brownish colour, but I was looking at his face. I asked for phlegm now. I wanted to know all the different tastes. He spat phlegm in my mouth now and I told him.
-You look so handsome when spitting, Lipp. But I was looking at your face. Now spit again, please, both gob and phlegm, I wanna see the substance now.
As I suspected it was brownish now. It had some shit in what he spat and I had to tell him.
-It is a continuous transfer, Lipp. Now you are spitting me back my shit. Next it will be me who transfers it to your stomach. Then you'll puke me back all my excrements and finally I will leave all that dirt resting in your stomach.
-You hot man, how can you arouse me as no other pig man I have been before with has?
-Go on for five minutes, Lipp, as you said.
He continued during five minutes. It was great to me to know that he was calm now. I could finally puke with puke but not before, and he could have his transfer. He wanted my stomach very dirty and took care of dirtying it as much as possible, while my face only showed fun, fun to be eating gobs and phlegm now, and some shit again. I was not touching myself but my boner went on. I enjoyed being that pig with him. The more spitting I ate, the more I wanted. But the five minutes had ended. Now it was my time.
-Go on living pig moments, Lipp. You can see I gulp down everything easily. You have taught me what pleasure it is to be a pig. Now it is your turn to swallow.
I also spat him for five minutes and he also looked at my face before and told me I was cutest. Then he finally looked at the substance and knew there was shit in it, possibly mine and his mixed. I rained him that brownish mixture once and again, easy with him now, knowing perfectly well he would swallow all that my dirty stomach gave him. Thus we both have been having an unexpected lunch, playing with every possible dirt we had. And happy and proud we were two pigs now. I didn't know the pig that was inside me, but I have found all this game very funny. Finally I stopped and kept my mouth open, telling him to blow his nose inside my mouth now, for I really wanted to try other dirty things.
Somewhat shy yet, he produced a loud noise when blowing his nose and I could feel all his snot coming from his nostril to my mouth. I had to say what was true.
-Lipp, blow me now your other nostril and be calm. This substance is so delicious that I know one day I will cum with it, eating your snot little by little. But believe me, this is one of the substances I like most. Delicious!
I was surprised now when my brother unexpectedly approached one of his fingers to my nose and picked up some snot and ate it.
-It is delicious, Steve, really.
So I had to do the same and savour some of my brother's snot. It was the first substance from him that I tasted and knew everything would be delicious if it came from him.
-I cannot force you to shit here, bro, or else I would taste your shit too. But I would like to taste your broth today.
-I have no broth now. If you remember when I entered home, I went straight to the bathroom and I wiped and washed my ass before coming here with you.
-A pity. I will have to wait to taste your famous broth then. But I am glad you are not going to the shower for a long time, to please Lipp. You tell me, Steve. Should I have a shower? I won't if you tell me not to.
-I'd rather you had no shower, Derek. But do as you prefer.
-So, as you still have to cum once, and there is no other thing left than puke, I can guess you cummed with his puke.
-Very intelligent, bro.
So he blew his other nostril in my mouth now with a happy face. My hand was in my cock as I was eating another load of snot. I jerked it constantly and I kept on jerking off as I fed him now. He cried with enthusiasm when I began to unload my nose in his stomach, praising that jelly I produced and telling me it was one of his favourite substances too. There was more jelly for him in my other nostril and I rained him confident. He smacked his lips in anticipation of my right nostril. It was all a continuous transfer of our dirty selves, but we had almost finished our meal. Now it was the time of the transfers. His stomach should come to my stomach first. I asked him not to be shy and do it. He knew that if I didn't like this, everything would be spoiled but I was confident. I was sure I would enjoy his puke too.
He kissed me first and in that kiss came to my stomach his first load of puke. I was not looking at the substance then but I could guess it was brownish, cause the taste was that of shit again. But unexpectedly that mixture of tastes drove me crazy. I began to jack off wildly and I had to tell Lipp.
-This is a wonderful substance, Lipp. I'm not gonna puke with puke but I enjoy it so much that I will jack off and cum with it. Even the noise you produce is driving me crazy. All your tastes are here. This is the first happy pig moment in my life. Do not be shy after today and puke any time you wish. This is delicious -I concluded, my hand in my cock having fun.
-This is called emetophilia. There are some pig men like me, and now I can see men like you too, who are really aroused at it. I will not say anything now. Enjoy then. I will tell you when the last time will be, but my stomach is so dirty with every possible dirty thing from you that I could be puking for five minutes.
-All the time you need, Lipp. I won't stop my cock now. I must cum with this delicious substance.
-I am surprised you may cum so many times with such a pig man as I am -he told me in the midst of a new load of vomit. Now I could see what he was puking and indeed it was brown. I love brown puke-. I will keep on puking and you can keep on jacking off.
So it finally was five minutes of pig heaven and I could guess the fun he would have later. He was kissing me all the time and I was savouring his puke and the remnants of the taste in his mouth. Almost no puke fell to the ground. I wanted to eat and fortunately there was a huge dessert to enjoy. My hand on my cock never stopped, getting ready for the moment he would finally tell me it would be the last time. And that moment finally came. I cummed for the last time this afternoon but the memory of it is so horny that I will cum for the twelfth time today right now.
-You arouse me so much with the way you tell me that now I also have the need to taste puke. And I will do the same and cum too.
So both my brother and I cummed again. -Now it is the moment of the final transfer, Lipp. A pity for me that we are at the end. But we can have this pleasure every Monday. Or we could blow each other again next.
-Please, Steve, do not make me cum more times. I will try and masturbate again tonight at home with all our excrements in my stomach. But I don't know if I would be able.
-Ok, Lipp. Let's piss again first. I need to and I think you too.
-Ok, Steve. Me first, isn't it?
-Yes.
-Okay. Open your mouth.
He dirtied my mouth and stomach a bit more. At that moment I knew I was a real pig, and the pigger the better. It had all started with pee and it was again a delicious taste. Now it was me who peed him, last time this afternoon, filling his stomach first prior to the big final dirt, the second transfer. I promised him now all my stomach would go into his. He was waiting but had already started to masturbate. I asked him to kiss me and we were kissing for a couple of minutes as two lovers. I wanted to surprise him. I wanted to see him waiting for his first load of puke. Finally the first brownish yellow rain fell in his mouth. He stopped me and said.
-Thanks, Steve, for the best afternoon of my life. Thank you because now I can live the piggest moment I have lived so far with men who called themselves pigs, but you have been incredibly better. A guy who thought he was heterosexual and of course never thought of getting dirty with a man. And your face has only shown fun for hours. Thanks again, Steve.
-No need to thank me, Lipp. I am working but it has been real fun with you and the best is knowing that we will repeat. And to know that we are friends.
-We are. Keep on puking, please. Your tasty vomit has all the ingredients now of two pig men. I am a sewer again, ready to make some room for your stomach in mine, ready to swim in a cesspool for I know the man who is watching me swim in that mud is looking at me with admiration now, and thus it is so easy to fulfill my dirty self with you once and again. I have already said it is a pity you have met me, but now you have made me see it has been fun for you to have met me.
-Incredible fun, Lipp. I couldn't have a greater fun with anybody else in my life, believe me.
-Of course, bro, I didn't know then that I was lying, because there is a man I can have more fun with: you, Derek.
-And you are the man I would have more fun with, Steve.
I puked and puked and kissed and kissed him in that moment, sometimes letting him see the substance or the mixed substances of both our stomachs that now were in mine. I was soaking him with the ingredients my guts had been affectionately fermenting for him. Every time I puked his cock seemed about to burst but it resisted the more than five minutes I was puking, a rain of decomposition I gave him slowly and tenderly, kissing him and telling him to please enjoy. His moment had come to finally taste both our many loads of piss, both our shit, both our gobs and phlegm, both our snot, both our cums, everything that now was in my stomach with possibly the scent of our farts, pits and feet two. Never had he eaten a meal that delicious, he told me and I reminded him when we had our 24 hours of free sex, we could have stomach transfer too. And even, I suggested, we could go to bed together. I told him now unfortunately I would puke for the last time. Now I know emetophilia, I can tell you brother than someone who knows it is horny with everything related to puke and even the fact that I was puking aroused me. He got ready to have his final cum and when I emptied my guts in his mouth for the last time, a big brownish amount, he yelled as he cummed, the noise of extreme fun. He was exhausted but was now, I knew, the happiest man on Earth.
-It has really been the best afternoon of my life, Steve, thank you. I will go home with shitted ass. It is three kilometers but I will walk and sleep tonight with my stomach full of everything. I will puke in the morning -and searching in his pocket, he finally took out what was left of the 30000 euros and gave it to me-. You have worked hard and you have decently earned it, you hot boy. Now you can wipe your ass in this puddle not to reach home with dirty ass. And as you do it, I can tell you the offer for next Monday. But -he looked scared at me- now that we are such good friends I know I can lose your friendship and you will hate me. But I only want to help. I have three different offers for you, and you won't like offer B and offer C.
-Lipp, they have to do with my brother, don't they?
Derek pricked up his ears then.
-Indeed. That's why you will hate me.
-Lipp, I remind you again I imagined I was blowing my brother when I was sucking your delicious cock. And I did not tell you, but there was also a moment, when you were fucking me that I imagined it was Derek's cock that was fucking me. I will always have incestuous thoughts with him now. It is inevitable. And I can feel ok with that idea, for I know I will never rape him.
-Tell me the three offers in detail, Steve -Derek said-, I am glad to know you imagined my dick in your ass as I am imagining your dick in mine right now.
-I will tell you everything now, bro.
-Well -Lipp said as I was washing my ass a bit and we exchanged address and phone numbers-, offer A is just for you, for your weekly work. Let me see: I live 300 meters of a gay bar you will remember for it is called McKenzie.
-I know it, Lipp. My brother and I were one day walking near and we saw that bar and had to drink something inside, laughing because that bar had our surname and we said it was our bar: it belonged to us. I will find it easily next Monday.
-Well, then we can meet in that bar next Monday at seven for instance. From there we would go to my house. You will work, say, from 7 to 9 and you will get 3000 euros every Monday.
-Lipp, 3000 euros for just two hours of work is a lot of money. I cannot accept it.
-You know I have had the pleasure of my life with you today, and it is nothing for me that amount of money and you deserve it. Let me make you rich, please.
-I have been thinking if I could be an expensive bitch for you, Lipp, and I decided ok, I will be, for I know the investment is good for you. So I can be an expensive bitch, but not so expensive. What you want to give me will be 12000 euros a month and 144000 euros a year. That's too much. But I will listen to your offer and later I will make you a counteroffer. You know I am stubborn and you will have to accept what I say. But you can tell me what you want for next Monday.
-Well, we will begin taking off our clothes and jacking off licking each other's armpits for free as you suggested. Next when we have cummed, we can go to dinner, and ok, we can eat shit once a month. Next Monday I wanna eat the shit of March. And you will have to eat shit too if you are still so stubborn. Well, we will have pizza and also shit. So let me ask you. Do you prefer shit before or after the pizza?
-After.
-As a dessert?
-If I eat the shit first, the pizza will taste like shit later. A nice flavour, but I want to enjoy both: pizza and shit.
-Well, we will eat the pizza and then the shit, and finally we can fuck. And that's all. I will enjoy seeing you again after all if you are not angry at me later.
-Now let me tell you my counteroffer, Lipp. I will go to the McKenzie at 6. We will have an hour first just to have coffee and comfortably talk about each other, to tell how we have spent this week and if we have jacked off over the other a lot of times, for instance. I could also tell you how my brother has reacted and if I still have incestuous thoughts with him. If I have, who else but you can I talk about that feeling? And of course we can talk about anything else, like theatre or stars. Next we will go to your house but I will work from 7 to 12. Not much Lipp, just five hours of work a week. Anybody would say of me that I am really lazy, but I will because I know you understand me and I am a good investment for you. But it will be five hours of work for half the money: 1500 euros a week. It is still a lot, Lipp. It is 6000 euros a month and 72000 euros a year plus the 30000 I have right now.
-Ok, Steve, but please do not discount me any more money, please.
-I won't, but there is something else for free. I will tell you later. Well, since we have more time now, we will begin licking each other's armpits for free. Then we will lick each other's feet. I wanna cum with your feet next week. Then we will blow each other again. Next we will eat the pizza and later the shit. Oink, Lipp, please never be afraid of giving me shit now. And we could also puke each other once a month, so in two weeks it could be puke again. After the pizza and the shit, we will fuck each other, we both will cum many times each Monday, but I am sorry to say, Lipp, being fucked is also for free. I have found it so pleasant that I cannot get any money from you for being fucked. You will have to pay for my ass for things such as rimming, farting or shitting, but not for fucking.
-What did you like most, Steve? -Derek suddenly broke in and asked me.
-There are four things that drive me crazy, bro: armpits, g-spot, being fucked and emetophilia. I cannot tell you which of them I prefer.
-Good, go on.
-And that's only for next Monday, Lipp. You can mention whatever you prefer for other days. And of course we can drink piss every week. Now be brave and tell me offer B.
-Well -he took a deep breath-, I will tell you even if you get angry. It is this: can you imagine your brother also as a bitch?
-I can't imagine him in a brothel. But different it would be with a man like you, Lipp. But I don't know. He is not gay. It is true I didn't imagine myself having sex with a guy and finally I have had. But well, you can tell me.
-In any case, you would only tell him this offer if you find your brother aroused with what you tell him and he says at least once: I would also do it. Or else, you will tell him nothing.
-I can see that I have innocently fallen into my own trap, Steve. I did say it.
-Well, it will be another 30000 euros for him. I do not like imagining you rich and he as the poor brother.
-Anyhow, Lipp. I know Derek, and he is as stubborn as me.
-That I can guess. And as sexy as you. And just as honest.
-You can be sure of that, Lipp. But he will not take any money for something he has not done.
-Thanks for defending me, Steve. And you can be sure of that. I want to also be a bitch for Lipp. We will have the same job and to hell with neighbours. But now I know the price of everything, I won't take any money if I am not able to do it. A blowjob for instance is 1000 euros. If I finally cannot blow him, he won't blow me either and I won't take 2000 euros. I will also have your damn price for him. And the same for everything. If I want to have 30000 euros, I have to do everything and even eat Lipp's shit.
-I was sure you would react like this, Derek.
-Ok, let him decide how much money he wants to take and for what. But of course say nothing to him if you don't see he says he would also do it. Now I will dare mention option C. But your brother can also accept options B and C. In that case, you may come to the McKenzie bar at 4. I will go into that bar at 4 just in case, and also at 6. But I confess I would be calmer if I only find you there at 6. I may repent of what I have said. Well -and I could see he hesitated.
-Dare to speak, Lipp.
-I would give you 60000 euros each. And do not be stubborn now. What I am going to say is worth that money and more. I have said I have seen this many times in porn movies and I was really excited when you were blowing me and you mentioned your brother's name. So it would really arouse me, but what has moved me to really utter this is understanding that I really can help both of you. So it would be 60000 euros each for incest. Now you know. But listen to me carefully, Steve. You will only mention this possibility to your brother if you find him aroused, not only at what you are telling him, but aroused at you. Imagine that could happen.
-Oh, my God, Steve. I have fulfilled every condition -my brother said.
-You have, bro, lol. That's why I finally decided to tell you everything.
-Well, Lipp, I will not get angry at you for having mentioned it. It is true the idea of having incest with Derek drives me crazy. I can imagine myself blowing him or being fucked by him. I can even imagine myself eating my brother's crap. But I cannot imagine it the other way round. I cannot picture him blowing me, being fucked by his brother or eating my crap. And I won't sell my brother. I would only tell him if I happened to see him aroused at me, but only in that case. I could have incest with him, but as I can't imagine him desiring incest this is all very unlikely and I am not angry at you for having said that. But I repeat, Lipp, if for example we do other things but we don't fuck each other, it will be 6000 euros cheaper.
-The best thing that can happen to me next Monday, Steve, is seeing you again.
-You will see me again, Lipp. In case I was angry I would go to the McKenzie to tell you and at least to thank you for today. But that won't happen. We are friends now and we will always be. I can go on working as a bitch. This job is wonderful, Lipp.
-Ok, you can put your clothes back on and I will also get dressed. Let us kiss and say goodbye till next Monday then. I would prefer to see you alone at six there, but anyhow, you know now what to do or not. Don't tell your brother the other two offers unless you see in him clear desires to work for me or clear incestuous desires.
And finally we had our clothes on again, kissed and said goodbye to this wonderful afternoon. We were kissing for five minutes and then he left walking back home. I got a taxi, reached home and went straight to the bathroom. Then I came here and told you my story. Now you know everything, Derek.
-I will cum again -he said.
-I will too. Now it is thirteen times. A perfect day.
-It can be more perfect, Steve. The question now is: do you really want incest, bro?