A new view on masochism

A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE

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Once in his bedroom, I told him.

-Ok, Nate, you’re my master now. We’ll do anything you want but you should decide please.

-First thing you should do, Terry, is having a shower to remove all the piss you have on your body. I will enter the bathroom with you and will jerk myself off as I watch my hot slave’s perfect naked body.

I agreed with him and we both went to the bathroom and instantly I jumped into the bathtub and started a very necessary shower. I would have liked to jack off too but I had to clean my dirty body and I didn’t; I would surely cum later in bed. But it was so hot to watch my naked son masturbating looking at me. At that moment I started to wonder about his sexual orientation, but he, as if he were reading my mind, told me that after now he wanted to have sex mainly with me and he didn’t care anymore whether he liked girls, boys or both. It was a fact that he needed no more boys but he could only have a high quality sexual life with me. I began to understand him and never more protested. It was true I gave him everything, even the possibility of beating somebody in a sweet way and not feeling sexist anymore and I would always take care that my son’s dick could cum many times a day, something no girl would ever give him.

I was only for ten minutes having my shower and when he could see I had finished, he blasted a new load and I loved knowing that, for now his cock could resist much more in bed with me with anything he wanted to do. I stepped out at last, he approached me and kissed my mouth affectionately first and then held my hand and took me to our bed. He told me to choose one side of that bed, which had been his, now ours, and I chose the right side. He entered just after me and first we spent a long time kissing and touching, but I also grabbed his dick and started to masturbate him. I wanted him very hard for the next moves.

-Ok, my hot Terry. Since I am sure you really desire it, I’ll first fuck you for the second time.

I wanted to turn and show him my ass but he told he wanted to fuck me mostly in a position in which he could see my eyes and also told me he wanted me to masturbate as often as he fucked me, if I saw that my cock could resist more orgasms. I knew that with him, my cock would never get tired and as soon as I felt again his long cock penetrating me, I started to masturbate again, not only out of my own desire but also for him to see that I would always be burning whenever I could please his dick.

-Yeah, that’s it, Sir –I told him-, your schlong is causing me pain again. Please always give me some pain whenever you fuck me.

-If you like the pain my dick gives you every time I fuck you, and I intend to fuck you many more times –I smiled then- for your ass is extremely pleasant for me, and I guess my dick is very pleasant for you too, you should have enough with that pain. I’ll fuck you with pain some more times, since you are really a masochist and I know what you like and I wanna take my hot slave to heaven. But not on our first day together in the same bed. Today I just wanna have exquisite sex with my father so both of us know for certain what wonderful ocean of bliss we can swim in every night.

-Ok, Sir, the slave must submit to his master anyway the master wants him, so I will always leave both our satisfactions in your hand. Take me as you want. All I can tell you, Sir, is I will never repent of today’s events and I hope you never repent either.

His long dick was getting deeper than the first time. I could notice it and yelled in pleasure as the strokes in my cock were so hard that I knew well I should stop masturbating for a while or else I would cum.

-Can a man repent of having found an unexpected treasure that he wasn’t even looking for? No, dad, I’ll never repent and I can assure you that as far as you keep on desiring to have sex with your son, we will continue.

I had entered the crucial moments of my life today. Never horny at boys and suddenly I had everything with Nate. I was sure of how much sweeter, how much hornier, everything would always be, as far as I kept on surrendering to my son. I had found at last the dominant person who could always give me everything I needed. I resumed my masturbation when after a quarter of an hour, he told me he was close and just two more minutes and the harmony of father and son, of master and slave, came simultaneously again. He dampened my ass again and I moistened my chest with a new load in that day that so many loads I had busted. Then he asked me whether I wanted more and I told him I didn’t want the hours of this wonderful day to ever stop. He told me good and suddenly I saw him with no doubts getting my dick in his mouth again, ready to give me a second blowjob.

-Good Sir, always do anything that’s pleasant for you. –I told him sure that I would no longer protest.

-Anything that’s pleasant for both –he told me with my cock already deep in his mouth-. Every master and slave relationship must be funny for both, or else it is meaningless. If ever you stop having fun with me, just tell me. Your son is willing to do anything for his father’s fun, over and over again. With you I’ve also made some discoveries today and mostly the discovery of how good one can feel noticing the fun of the person you are dominating. And knowing this, every new discovery is paradise and you can even find pleasant some things you never thought could be pleasant, like sucking a cock, but this hot cock of yours will always be in my mouth, my sweet Terry, oh what a good taste!

I knew he wasn’t lying. He’d told me he liked the taste and he would always have my permission to suck my cock as often as he wanted. He deserved all kinds of fun that I could give him. After a while he showed me again he wanted to be conscientious for his father’s pleasure, and went to lick my balls one more time. So far so good. I only hoped he never wanted to go deeper in this father and son relationship and offered me his ass. I really had no need and never Nate’s ass, that’s for sure. But he gave extraordinary blowjobs by now, this being only the second time in his life that he had a cock in his mouth. I couldn’t hold it. Maybe with him I could never hold it for more than ten minutes, he was so good! I didn’t warn him, now sure that he wanted to swallow my juice every time he sucked my cock and maybe it would turn him on much more to drink my semen by surprise. And in fact, I had again the satisfaction of seeing my hot son cumming again the moment he swallowed my jism.

-And now, my hot slave, and since I am sure you wanna please me much more and taking advantage of the fact that I am not too sweaty, I will give you this order: you’ll start licking my ass till I tell you to go to the next step; then you will lick my feet for as long as I want you to lick them till next I order you to also lick my pits. And finally you’ll give me a new blowjob, which I’m sure you want to do again. Understood, slave?

-Yes Sir. That’s what I want, to satisfy my master son for hours. Thank you Sir.

He turned and unhesitatingly I stuck my tongue in that wonderful ass and just the first taste of a new part of my son’s sexy body almost made me cum. But I wanted to cum in the next blowjob I would give him, not before. So never masturbating but really hard, I continued exploring this wonderful hole which I hoped I would never have to fuck. But my tongue inside him was more than good. Even licking his ass hair was driving me crazy. His ass was a bit sweaty too, but not really dirty. I guessed he would never shit me but a lasting aftertaste of shit I could perceive and I even liked it. He was moaning out loud but soon he ordered me to lick his feet.

How good my son tasted everywhere. My God! I should have tasted a boy one day, but now I could. His feet were slightly sweaty but I started to perceive how well he could taste when he was sweatier, and of course I would never feel any disgust at my son’s smells. I really told him that after now I wanted to lick his feet and added I would do it with whatever smell. He told me “good” and ordered me now to lick his other foot. He was jerking himself off really aroused noticing his father’s tongue in every spot of his body and his father’s cock really hard showing him my pleasure all that time. I would have liked to be licking his feet for hours but then he ordered me to lick his pits.

Just then I entered an unexpected heaven. The slight smell of sweat he had in that area just made me change my mind. I had intended to cum in the close third blowjob that I would give him, but I knew well it was compulsory to cum with that manly fragrance. He saw me jerking myself off again and asked me whether I was enjoying. I asked him “for God’s sake Sir, since I’m sure you want my fun, please order me to lick your pits every day.” He told me he would but I should masturbate every time he gave me his armpits to enjoy. So much fun it was that I came when I was not expecting it and I had the big surprise to see him blasting a new load, now on his chest, which I licked devotedly as a good dog before starting the next move, the desired third blowjob that I would give him.

Tirelessly and though he hadn’t told me to do it, I started again licking his balls for a long time and he smiled at me and told me thank you, dad. I returned the smile and started to masturbate again before going slowly and affectionately up his cock for the third time. I happily licked his glans in no hurry, showing him that was the way I wanted to always suck his cock, never neglecting a single spot of his manhood. And at last I took his shaft deep in my mouth again and I was gladly surprised. My son’s bladder must be bursting after he had fucked me but he had held his desire to piss all the time I was licking his entire body so he could surprise me when I was giving him a new blowjob. And so surprised I was that I shot a new unexpected load, but kept on sucking and started a new masturbation. When I noticed he had indeed finished pissing, I told him: “thank you, Sir. Now you know you can do it whenever you want. Even when I am sucking your cock. You have seen I love the taste so much that I’ve even cum, so please sir, piss in your father’s mouth whenever you want.” He told me he would certainly do it more often, not every day, but he preferred surprising me. This was the longest blowjob I gave him that day. He was as oversexed as I was, but my dick constantly came with him and I could not hold it for too long, but Nate’s dick was also exciting for that reason: how long he could hold it even being so aroused. But eventually after twenty minutes again, he offered my hungry mouth a new sample of his seed. No sooner he stopped cumming; he hugged me with affection and kissed me for a good long while, telling me he hoped he’d made me happy. I told him nobody in the world could be happier than me after today. He smiled, kissed me again and told me now we should peacefully sleep naked together for the first time. We touched, kissed and talked so it was not easy to fall asleep but at long last, we managed.

The next day he wanted to jack each other off at breakfast, which for the first time we had with no clothes on. Then after cumming we got dressed and went to our respective jobs. I hoped that when I returned everything was just as hot as yesterday. I spent the morning thinking about my master son and every now and then going to the toilet to wank over him or else I would have creamed my pants at work.

When I finally returned, Nate was already home and buck naked waiting for me.

He kissed me and asked me if I still wanted our master and slave relationship. I answered of course, Sir. He made a new question.

-Are you really willing to obey your master’s orders, whatever they are?

-Totally sure, Sir. I will always obey you.

Then he went quickly on all fours, showed me his gorgeous ass and told me.

-Then fuck your master, now, that’s an order.

-Oh Sir, I will obey anything, but not that please.

-Terry, I want to continue to be your master. I’ve spent the whole morning thinking, and I was increasingly more certain that after what happened yesterday, I will never need any girls. You give me more pleasure. I like it more having sex with my father; incest drives me crazy. You satisfy me as no girl will ever satisfy me and I see your sexual fun in everything and as I told you yesterday, a good master must take care of his or her slave’s sexual needs, all of them. I know you are a masochist and in that sense you can have everything with me. But you’re also a man. You will need no girl to blow you after now, since I am here for that. But you also have to fuck, as everybody does and I am sure it will be hotter for you to drive your cock into your son’s ass. A master must also have a taste of his own medicine, so that he knows what the slave is enduring. You offered me your ass yesterday and now it will be me. Ok, since I am not a masochist and I’m sure that will never give you fun, you will never beat me. But I want you for sex, Terry, my slave, my father. And everything related to vanilla sex we’ll have with each other and after now, though I will surely fuck you more often, you will also have an ass to fuck. And either you do it now or I won’t ever be your master again, I won’t fuck you, you won’t suck my cock, I won’t beat you and so on. So what’s it gonna be? Will you obey your master and fuck him or shall we stop?

-I’d like everything to go on, Sir. I can see now that I have no chance so I’ll have to fuck my master, but please Nate, just tell me to take it out if you cannot endure it, please. I’m sorry my dick is also long and the last thing I want is torture you.

-Since you’ve already made up your mind to do it, do it now, Terry. It’s an order.

So I timidly approached him and first groped his wonderful butt and touched it with affection, still terrified to fuck him but he ordered me again to stick my cock in and with a deep sigh, I started fucking my son.

-Deeper, slave.

I went deeper but I saw him crying, and asked him whether I’d better not stop.

-Now I know what you endured yesterday for my fun. You are wonderful, Terry. Keep on giving the master a taste of his own medicine. Since you want me as your master, I must first show you my resilience capacity. We’ll have every kind of sex with each other and the master must also show you he’s courageous. Just let me cry: your long dick is causing me real pain but I won’t ever ask you to stop. In fact I order you to continue and if you can, don’t cum too soon; you have to open me up. So I’ll keep on crying but you will keep on fucking me.

So sweet he was, so brave! I was doing what I didn’t want to do: torturing him. But as I saw his tears of pain and time was passing and the moment never seemed to come that it would not hurt him, I began to think that Nate wanted to take care of all my sexual needs, which were also his sexual needs, becoming not only master and slave forever, but also two men having all kinds of carnal knowledge. I saw him crying a bit less and suddenly he turned and I could look into his eyes. He told me.

-The moment you’ve finally popped my cherry, you will know for then I will start to jerk myself off before you. And since my slave is a masochist and wants more pain from me, I’m sure –I looked at him and smiled-, I will also slap you, not too strong, for I don’t want to leave any marks on your face, but I will.

His tears were less frequent. I knew at least that the moment would come when it would stop hurting him, as sure as I was that my brave son would order me to fuck him more times. I was so grateful to him that I just told him I hoped he fucked me more than I would have to fuck him. He smiled and agreed and just then I saw him masturbating. I sighed with relief. At last! Now it didn’t hurt him. He told me.

-And now, Terry, hold it for as long as you can. Being fucked by my father is heaven and I want to feel you inside me every now and then. After now this is also fun for me and I’m sure you want to always give your master anything that’s pleasant for him –and just then unexpectedly he started to slap me. I cried in fun.

-Yeah, always do it like this, when I don’t expect it. But every day, please.

-Wonderful, slave –his slaps continued-, my only curiosity now is to know whether you are enjoying your master’s ass.

-A lot, Sir. It’s wonderful to know that with this I can also please you, after having suffered seeing your tears of pain that I was unwillingly giving you. But forgive me, Sir; now I really have to cum.

I still spilled more semen than I did yesterday and as I was cumming, I saw him embellishing his chest with a huge load too. That was the central moment for a master son and his father slave. We have sealed a new agreement of how everything was going to be after now. To the best of my knowledge, we never fell in love but Nate never needed any more girls nor did I ever need them again. We were perfect for each other. So the first thing he did was kissing me passionately, smiling and congratulating me. Then he ordered me to lick his cum from his chest and after a long while, he told me.

-Ok, slave, I’m sure that after fucking your master for the first time, you also need it. So I will fuck you now. On all fours, Terry.

With a big smile I took the position he’d ordered me to have and soon I could feel my master’s cock up my butt, as a balm which calmed me down. After having begun the afternoon with something totally unexpected, I could again do what I wanted to do: satisfy my son’s cock. I constantly told him: now you deserve it more than ever, Sir. He asked me only whether now I felt that we were better friends than ever and I answered I could never have expected that my best friend could be my son, but assured him now we had a perfect agreement and we would always be happy as father and son, as master and slave, as lovers, as close friend… Twenty minutes till he shot a new load inside me and he told me that was not gonna be all today. There was much more.

Fortunately now he ordered me to lick his whole body in the order I preferred, as far as I finished with a new blowjob. So I started rimming again his wonderful ass. I didn’t cum with it, for now I went to his feet and started jerking myself off with them with the aim to cum. He still had not had a shower and I have always been very sincere with him. I love him smelling of sweat, scarcely in some spots and a lot in others. As for feet, I like him two days unwashed. After a thorough licking of both his feet, I went to my favourite spot, his armpits. He knows that I love it when they are too sweaty, and I thank him whenever he can be two weeks without having washed his armpits. Of course I came with paradise again and finally I gave him my first blowjob that day. His cock deserved it more than ever today and I worked his pleasure there till I was lucky to drink his first load today.

We spent the rest of that day naked, for he had ordered me to be naked the whole day. We got used to watching porn, even gay porn some days and we have seen many father and son porn too, which makes us really horny.

In bed every night, he fucks me again, for he usually fucks me twice a day; fortunately he only orders me to fuck him every three days or so. He blows me once or twice every day and I give him at least three blowjobs a day, but I remember one day I sucked his cock as many as seven times. He usually has sweaty armpits for my fun whenever he can, feet sometimes sweaty too.

He beats me a bit every day, scarcely by surprise for he prefers telling me beforehand things like “I’m gonna slap your face now”. But he always spanks me when he fucks me.

Five years later I am still his slave, his lover and his best friend. With Nate I not only have my masochistic needs fulfilled, but also all my sexual needs for now I need him more than any girl, and curiously he prefers sex with his father too more than with any girl in the world. Both of us often have sex with girls, but not with other boys. For that we have each other and we have constant sex every day.

So I am still Nate Cartwright’s slave and lover and when I am alone at home, I devote that time to think about him sexually. Now I am not only a deep masochist, but being incestuous is inevitable.