Suffering for my son's fun

by Daniel Berasaluce

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HORNY BREAKFAST.

Freedom can move your life and it can be seen even in the hardest conditions, together with love and friendship, happiness and beauty. Have a look at the life of eight beggars who live together at: luces-delatierra.blogspot.com or in English at: lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com


Hugh smiled at me seeing my big boner and noticing I had entered the kitchen buck naked as he had told me.

-Good morning, Sir –I said, knowing which words could give him pleasure and assuring him this way I wanted all I told him last night.

-Good morning, slave. I will only call you slave today until I decide to call you by your name, for I intend to call you Adrian then, my new closest friend after today.

-So hot to hear my own son calling me slave and so hot to know that you have understood me.

-So hot to see you that naked and that hard. Let me see your ass again, slave. Turn.

I turned then sure I would let him see my ass as often as he wanted and hoping he would get horny and desired to fuck his father over and over again. Finally he told me I could turn again and he called me to him and said now he wanted to kiss his beautiful slave. We started to kiss again and this time we were kissing for five minutes.

-I was a brute last night. Ok, I didn’t rape you cause you fortunately changed rape into consensual fun. But everything has to be funny for you. Remember that if you like this situation, you have to jack off.

-I remember, sir, what you told me last night that you want all your slaves to cum, and I will show you my desires cumming for you later. I only hope that you also start the day cumming with your new slave.

All that time I saw him getting hard and I hoped I could see his dick again soon. Then he told me to sit and indeed he served breakfast and asked me to drink it and if I wanted, as I was having my coffee, I should masturbate. I was dying to do it. I began wanking and speaking aloud.

-I think I should start, Sir, assuring you again how much I like you –my son obviously liked seeing his father jacking off and I continued beating my meat-. It is surprising the love of a father for his son. And I still like you more now knowing your dominant side, Sir –and just then without me having started to tell him what I had felt yesterday he took his dick out and also started to jerk himself off before me. I loved that picture.

-You still haven’t seen my dick, slave, since yesterday it was deep in your ass.

-You’re forgetting, Sir, I had the chance to see it when you were masturbating in The Heroes’ park, hidden behind some bushes. Sir, I know it’s you who should order, but can I kiss you again?

-It’s so hot for me to know that my father wants to kiss me without me having told him anything. Ok, kiss me, dad. I’ll call you slave but I will also call you dad. And after now kiss me whenever you want.

-And you too, Sir.

I approached my son’s lips and locked them in mine again. My son was dominant but he also knew how to be sweet and I had a new chance of noticing his tenderness. I had to resume pumping my cock again and talking.

-I will tell you briefly about my only rape, last night, Sir, there in the park. I won’t talk about the bastard who raped me but about the big surprise it was for me to see you jacking off there Sir. Reactions in life are sometimes surprising. I knew I should have cursed you later, be angry at you and never talk to you again. But the love of a father for a son can be astonishing. In just a split second my mind had to choose. And it decided giving an order to my dick. I still loved you more knowing what you are, Sir. I will always love you and the affection I feel for you now is enormous as well as my desire to be your friend.

-You are surprising and really brave. Of course I will like to be your best friend after now. If you really want to be my slave, you will, but certainly a master and a slave can be friends. Go on with your story.

-So, as I already told you I had the first explosive orgasm of my life. I will spare you now, Sir, to talk to you about all the things I told you last night: my first blowjob to that bastard and cumming again, the horny road to Marlene’s, how I jacked off again in her toilet, the arousing road home, and my last masturbation in bed before I got asleep. Then I had a brusque awakening, Sir, when I felt you with you dick in your father’s ass. And let me tell you again it was a big surprise, I could never expect that, but I had been secretly wanting all night suffering more for your fun and not knowing how I could do that. Then you started raping me. But just a second. I could not allow you to rape me when it would be so easy to give you my consent. Your dick really hurt me, Sir, but I wanted you to cum in my ass. And I hope you still want to fuck your slave over and over again.

Hugh was so horny by then that without a word he approached my hand to his cock and asked me to wank him. I didn’t have a chance to masturbate the bastard last night so this was the first time I jacked somebody off, and it was my own son’s dick. Good, I had started pleasing his cock at last.

-How to explain to you Sir what I felt in yesterday’s second fuck?

-Try.

-I like you, Sir and I will be unable to utter how much I liked you when I saw you fucking your father, torturing your father but unconsciously doing what I wanted. The love of a father for a son is astonishing, Sir, as I told you, but never before in my life had I loved you more, Sir. I love my son just as he is and believe me: now I will do whatever it takes to have you always having fun with your slave father. So Sir, yesterday was the most important day of my life and being raped, only once remember, made me discover myself. I don’t feel gay so far, but I love giving you sexual fun and hope you want a lot more sexual fun from me.

Just then Hugh moistened my hand with his juice. I was glad I had at last made him cum today and my face contorted in a new orgasm that I had just then.

-Explosive? –My son asked me.

-Let’s call it a second level orgasm, Sir. Not explosive, which would be the first level, but better than all the previous orgasms of my life.

-I would like you to constantly cum with your son, your master now. Ok, drink your coffee now quietly. When you finish, and only if you really want, you will give your son a blowjob.

-I’m looking forward to do it, Sir.

-Have your coffee quietly. I want to tell you a couple of things first. You are a surprising man, dad. I believe that you are not a masochist, I do, because masochists like pain, but it’s not pain that turns you on, but knowing than having pain you are giving fun to your son. I am moved at this, dad, and I won’t give you pain, just the pain of fucking you. And you are not gay, I can perceive that, but I’m sure you can have any gay sex just to have your son burning with pleasure. That’s why I told you I would like you to know gay fun, since you want to do any gay thing to please me. I certainly would like you to have fun.

-I would have fun anyhow –at that time I had almost finished my coffee and needed to suck Hugh’s cock-. Don’t worry about me, Sir. It will be funny for me for one reason or other. And please go as far as you want with your new slave.

-Dad, can’t you think that by asking me to do anything that can be funny for me I could tie you to the bed or even force you to eat my shit?

-Anything you want to do, you won’t be forcing me, Sir. And imagine I am in bondage. I trust you implicitly and know you won’t become crazy at me. And if you make up your mind to shit in my mouth, I know what I would feel, Sir. I would feel disgust, of course, and I would suffer, but you have done similar things before and it would be funny for you. So Sir, can’t you see? I would be suffering and you would be having fun, exactly what I need. So don’t hesitate, please Sir and if you want to do it, please do it.

-I think I can spare you that at least. Don’t know yet; we shall see. But now, slave, have you finished your coffee? I want you to kneel on the floor and start licking my balls and next you’ll give me the first blowjob. But let’s do something. I know you will be having fun just because you’re suffering for me. In that case do not jack off as you suck my cock. Only in the unlikely case that you are experiencing a bit of gay fun with a dick in your mouth, I want you to beat off. Understood slave?

-Understood Sir.

-So now you can do it. Kneel on the floor and start giving your master a pleasure he still doesn’t know from you.

I did not hesitate a single second. I didn’t know what Hugh’s cock would taste like but I wanted to do it for his fun and also because I wanted to take off my mind the memory of the awful taste of the bastard’s dick. So I quickly knelt on the floor. My son’s cock started to throb at the vision of his naked father there quite erect and with my tongue already at his balls. It was not a delicious taste but it did not disgust me, and I was getting what I wanted:  Hugh’s sexual fun. So I licked his balls for just one minute for I wanted him to see that his father really wanted to suck his cock. So I went up his cock with affection. It was dirty and sweaty but it tasted good. Once again affection had changed what could be a bad taste into fun. And knowing what my son wanted me to do, once I had sensuously licked his head briefly and had swallowed his cock completely, I started to jack off. Even so he asked me.

-Is it gay fun, dad?

-It is, Sir. Thanks for making me discover a new fun and please let me give you many more blowjobs after now. Since I only want now to please you sexually, it would be great to feel gay too.

And saying no more words I devoted myself to the satisfaction on my son’s cock, which had already fucked me and I had jacked off. But this was the first blowjob I was giving him and I wanted him sure of the fun it was for both and had to convince him to stick his dick in my mouth after now as often as he wanted. I still had to know Hugh better that day and indeed he was the sweetest boy after all that I had already known. But in that moment all I knew was that he was sweet enough and by ordering me these things, he only wanted my fun. He never lost a moment to utter his admiration for his father and even told me that blowjobs like this were literature and they should be written and I could write a day something at least similar to our story. But I laughed and thought I would never be believed if I wrote it. All that time I was wildly jacking off for my son to see his father was experiencing gay fun too and there came a moment when he told me he could not hold it any longer and was gonna cum. Of course I wanted a new orgasm from him with his devoted father and I had a second sample of cum in my mouth, first from my son, but again now the taste was different and I even liked it and wanted many more rivers of my son’s dick in the future. And of course feeling his pleasure, my dick, which all the time had been burning for release, shot a second load that day in his presence.

-So you have enjoyed gay fun after all, slave?

-I have, Sir. It’s been a great surprise for me but incredible pleasure.

-Do you want to give me some more fun, dad? But be sincere.

-I don’t work today, Sir, and all I can tell you is that if you want, my desire is to be pleasing you all day.

-First I will ask you something, and please answer me whether you’re saying yes out of desire to suffer or out of a gay desire. Would you now like to see your son, your master at least today, naked too for the rest of the day?

by Daniel Berasaluce

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