How we became self-sufficient

SEE HOW I FUCK MYSELF

That night in bed I had my own private party. I’ve never slept naked before but now I’d do it every night since my aim was sucking my cock in bed daily.

It was very easy now to bend my body and push my feet under my head and it cost me some more time but I knew I had learnt and wanted to start by licking my balls. Having no hurry now, I intended to please myself for hours. No girl had licked my balls before. Maybe a girl one day did it to me, but now I had a tongue, my own, willing to do it. So I was licking my balls for longer than a quarter of an hour till I started moving slowly up my rod in no hurry. I recognized that night every inch of my tasty dick and it there was a single spot not yet coated in saliva, I made sure not to neglect it and lick it too.

Now the time had come to be for hours if necessary at my glans. The pleasure was so extreme that since it was me that gave myself that satisfaction, I knew I could spend all the time in the world in my tasty glans. I don’t know how long I was there but thought that even if I didn’t feel gay, it would be good to imagine myself gay when I was having a self-blowjob. I was thinking all this when my first load of semen fell into my throat and I was starting to revel at the taste. And it was so damn good to make myself cum with a blowjob that I knew it would be more perfect to grant myself a second cum now, fourth today.

So now I was expertly swallowing as much as I could take of my own cock and I soon saw that I no longer choked: I’d really learnt to breathe properly and indeed that very first night, I was pushing my own shaft deeper and deeper, still expecting that I would have to suddenly take it out so I would not suffer an accident with my own dick and choked myself to death. But with all these fears, I really managed nonetheless to swallow my whole long dick and now it was when I really started to experience pleasure. There really was a mouth, my own, able to deep-throat it. Internally thanking my father for the lessons in fun he’d taught me today, I shot tons of semen into my throat and stomach and the orgasm I had then was no doubt the best orgasm I’d had in life.

The next day of course I informed my father at breakfast of what I had been doing and assured him I’d taken it in completely and had been in no risk of choking myself to death. And I added.

-Dad, a self-blowjob is something so funny that I’d love doing it twice every day and have four cums a day. What I mean is I’m gonna do it again in the afternoon. I can go to my room to do it, but since you told me yesterday that you also do it to yourself every afternoon, what if…?

-What if…?

-What if we start the habit of doing it comfortably together every afternoon? You suck your own dick before me and I suck my own.

-We’ve already seen each other naked, seen each other sucking our own dicks, seen each other cumming. Since none of these things have shocked you, I agree with you and we could do it every afternoon.

-Good, dad –I kissed his cheek and left him.

That afternoon, when I came back, first we had lunch and when it was over, I told him.

-Shall we do it again now?

But as I saw him shy, I told him.

-Come on dad, I will remind you of what you told me this morning: now we both know how we look when being naked. We’ve seen each other even having sex with our own selves. Your body’s absolutely sexy. Don’t worry that I might be looking at you as if I had some gay desires or incestuous desires, which could be worse. It’s just that it makes me hard to have reached this point of freedom with you. It’s so arousing to see us both at the same time having fun with each other…

-And what if one day we start desiring each other, Gareth?

-That would never be a problem for me, Bertrand. I’ll call you Bertrand. We need to be hard in order to do it again and being hard at each other would never be wrong since we are such great buddies, better friends now that we even have sex before the other.

-Ok, Gareth, I agree with you. Let’s strip and do it again.

It’s true I was not getting hard at Bertrand’s body yet, well that’s what I think. It was just that it really moved me to be naked before my father and knowing that two heterosexual men were again gonna have gay sex before the other. I also saw him totally hard when I was totally nude but we just looked at each other and smiled.

Soon we took the position we had yesterday and he was surprised how easy it was for me now to reach my own balls. He was really used to it too and we were soon licking our own balls easily. Now I wanted to be for hours doing this. I was in no hurry and he knew it and was licking his own balls with real fun perceptible in his horny eyes. It was really moving for a son to watch your own father experiencing sexual fun.

After more than twenty minutes it was me who started moving my tongue up my cock and again it was pornographic to watch him do the same, only that in this case it was me who took the lead. And when we finally reached our glans, we spent there such a long time that it seemed a marathon licking. Now I know he wanted to be longer in our first cums for he was still frightened that I would choke later. But I also wanted to show my father that I had learnt. I was thinking all this when I saw him finally having his first cum and drinking it and that also caused me my first orgasm.

-Now for a second cum, Bertrand –I shouted.

And of the same impulse we started bending our bodies a bit more and easily swallowing some of our tasty dicks. He told me as he started swallowing his own dick that he loved hearing me calling him Bertrand, for that way he felt more and more that we were two close friends, even two horny buddies.

Some more pushes of my body and I started swallowing more and more of my long dick. He looked at me somewhat scared but also saw that not only had I learnt to breathe but that I could actually swallow my dick completely.

-How happy I am that you’re so flexible now, Gareth.

-Now I know what I must do to satisfy myself perfectly and not having the risk to kill myself. Let us go on, Bertrand.

Indeed today we resisted longer than yesterday but eventually we filled again our own mouths of masculine juice. How hot to watch Bertrand’s face when having a second orgasm, something that he also told me later, adding he was happy that he’d taught me such great pleasure.

We got dressed and again under our clothes we were hard all day.

Every night I gave myself a second self-blowjob with two more orgasms and every morning I told him.

In the afternoons every day for a week, we did it again till I perceived there was no more shyness in his eyes and the rest of every day, we started speaking naturally of the fun we had with our own selves.

One night I noticed him wanting to ask me something.

-I see you really horny every day, Gareth; You’re my pride and joy, but I also notice there’s something you’d like but don’t dare tell me. We have agreed that by now we’re the best buddies in the world, so don’t be shy, please and tell me what it is that you’d like to tell me.

-It’s nothing, Bertrand –by now I always called my father by his name-, well, it’s just that I would also like to see you fucking yourself, that’s all. But you don’t have to do it. I can understand you’ll be shy to fuck yourself before your son.

-Not before Gareth Leake. I don’t wanna lose the real friendship we’ve started now. Now I’m sure I could never have a better friend than my own son. So nothing to be shy about. I’m sure that if you see your own father fucking himself, you’ll even love him more and you will be really horny. So ok, I’ll fuck myself before you tomorrow.

In that we agreed and that night as I sucked my own dick, I was all the time picturing Bertrand with a dick up his ass, his own. Hopefully I’d see him tomorrow.

The next day, he smiled at me when I kissed him good morning and even kissed my mouth.

-I’m gonna have a tender intimacy with my own son today, that of even fucking myself, something now I love but will do it mostly for you, for I’m sure you’d love to see it. I’ve kissed you just to assure you of what good friends we are now but if you haven’t liked it, just tell me.

But my response was kissing Bertrand’s lips with affection.

-Since we’re used to doing some gay things shamelessly before the other and since today I’m also gonna see you fucking yourself, not only do I have any problems in kissing your mouth, but I love it, Bertrand, so after today, kissing can be a new tender intimacy that we can have with each other.

That afternoon when he saw me, the first thing he did was kissing me passionately and then telling me.

-Ok, Gareth, now I’m gonna fuck myself for your fun, also for mine but I want you really aroused watching me and please after now never be shy to tell me anything you want. Let’s strip first.

We stripped quickly. Every day it was more natural to see each other with nothing on. I even thought I needed to see my father often naked.

-I’ll suck my cock as you fuck yourself, Bertrand.

-Perfect, Gareth, that’ll make me really hard to let it in my hole.

The first movements he had to do were very similar but he helped himself with his own hand to bend his cock till I could naturally see it entering my father’s hole. I was madly licking my glans when he started fucking himself. It was so hot to see this, oh how I loved Bertrand Leake now!

-Of course the first day I fucked myself it was really painful. That’s why when I took the decision of fucking myself, I was for a month opening myself up with the longest dildo I could find in a sex shop, and with my fingers, till I also bought the Chinese balls and was playing with them for some time till one day I decided it was about time I fucked myself with my own dick.

-But even so –he went on talking- the pain of my long dick up my butt was overwhelming. The dildo had somehow eased the way but not totally and I almost gave up till the thought came to myself that I could do it only if…

-Only if…?

-Well, don’t know what you will think of me now, but well I could only go on since I remembered I wanted a hole to fuck completely and that would only be possible if I raped myself, only if I had that fantasy, a rape fantasy, of course false rape cause I really consented to have my own dick up my butt.

-So you raped yourself.

-Meanwhile see how I fuck myself, Gareth. Hope you like watching this.

-A lot dad, thanks.

-Of course I’ll never rape anybody nor would I like being raped but in this false self-rape I could feel what a real rapist must be feeling and also the victim of a rape, so I started crying to myself real angry words as tears came down my eyes of the real pain I was feeling but I never faltered.

-Tell me something of what you told yourself.

-Well, it was something like this: you can keep on crying all you want, you filthy bitch but this ass of yours now is mine and I won’t have any mercy; now you’re my bitch, my slave, so you can cry but don’t ever ask me to have mercy on you cause I won’t and I’d have to slap you in fury. Now this ass belongs to me and I’ll fuck it as often as I want, so now you know.

Those relentless words from my father to himself the first time he had fucked himself and intuiting his pain and really admiring his courage, suddenly made my dick cum before I had intended and Bertrand saw me and congratulated me.

-I’ll go on fucking myself. Now I feel no pain. My own dick hurt me for two months, but later it didn’t hurt me. I drive it completely and don’t know what spots of my inner body it’s reaching but surely at least my prostate and sincerely Gareth, since you’re watching me fuck myself, let me tell you now that it’s really funny for every time I do I reach G-spot, or P-spot, that’s the real name.

He went on fucking himself as now I had my massive dick totally in my throat. I wanted to finally see my father’s ass filled with his own semen.

He kept on fucking himself for twenty more minutes and I noticed in his face that orgasm was approaching. I could never see something as pornographic as Bertrand’s face in that moment, no doubt reaching G-spot. It was a show I’ll never forget. And finally he told me.

-I’m cumming.

Guessing my father’s own semen was filling my father’s ass and watching his absolutely handsome face in the utmost of his fun, made me shoot a very large load into my mouth that I drank happily again.

Still I had to see how my father took his dick out of his ass and then he spread his cheeks so I could see his semen inside.

-You’ve driven me crazy, Bertrand, thanks.

-Whenever you want, I’ll do it again for both our fun. It’s you I must thank, Gareth.

For a week we continued with self-blowjobs before each other and he fucked himself before me twice more. How I loved now Bertrand Leake.

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