Suffering for my son's fun

by Daniel Berasaluce

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Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.


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Hugh started to talk.  He wanted to tell me how sorry he was but he could not help it. But in that crucial moment, with the agonizing pain I was feeling, I had to be first and told him.

-Hugh, I love you, my son; I even love you now despite what you are doing. You have a massive dick, much bigger than that of my rapist tonight. But you are not raping me, my dear. You have my consent. So now I know you like sticking your dick in your father’s ass, I only ask you to go on and fuck me till you shoot a load in my ass, and never mind my feelings or my pain. Go on and have fun, my dear Hugh.

-Dad, forgive me; I never told you but I am a dominant bastard who has even had two slaves so far. I don’t have any slave now. One of them is a big masochist and I used to beat him; the other one is a real pig and I used to do pig things to him. But I have secretly lusted for you all my life and have even spent years wanking over you, ever since I was 13 and discovered I was gay.

-Then go on, Hugh.

-I never thought of raping you but…

I talked again. I couldn’t let him continue to confuse the word.

-I’ve been raped tonight, Hugh, but just once, believe me, my son, you are not raping me, only fucking me. I only entreat you not to stop and go on having fun.

-But you’re crying.

-I cannot help it; your massive dick is tearing me open. But I want you to make me suffer and have your fun.

-You could kick me out of your house, dad. I will understand it.

-I would never kick you out of our house, Hugh. Ever since your mother left us, this is our house, and you will continue to live here with me, no matter what, no matter you are now fucking your own father and enjoying. And please, Hugh, don’t ever tell me you will stop and fuck your father, not rape him, to the end, till you cum.

-I’m horny now as I have never been in my life, dad. I saw you being raped…

-I knew you were watching, Hugh, I saw you.

-Oh dad, I didn’t know you were seeing me. I couldn’t explain what happened to me then but being a dominant bastard and having always lusted for you, I found it really arousing to see a dick up your ass, and I had to see it and jack off. Forgive me, if you can. But at least let me tell you that if I had seen that bastard beating you or wanting to kill you, I would have run to your rescue just then. I would not have let you suffer more. But what I curiously saw is that you were enjoying since you came twice. And now in my room I had wanked before to prevent myself from doing what I knew I could be doing to you, but after I came, I was still on fire, and believing this was the end of our friendship forever I had to inevitably do it and come to your bedroom, rip your briefs and rape you.

-Hugh, please listen to me now. I didn’t enjoy the rape, my only rape today. I’ll try to give you an explanation now of what I felt, but I haven’t enjoyed, or well I have enjoyed but for a totally different reason. But first it is necessary to calm you down. You are doing nothing I can’t understand. I have always known you were gay and I should have expected you lusted for me. Now I’m recalling how often I’ve seen you with boners in my presence. But be it as it may, let me repeat you are not raping me; you are fucking me and even with this excruciating pain, I want you to fuck me. Can you hear me, Hugh? I want you to fuck me. What you are doing to me right now is torture, but at the same time fun, fun for both. I want to suffer for your fun. But first I need to give you an explanation.

-Ok, dad, I will go on. I never knew what a sweet man you were but you are really brave allowing your son to fuck you, and having changed rape into consensual fuck. But believe me that if you ask me to stop, I will stop.

-I will never ask you to stop. As you fuck me, and please take as long as you want for your fun, I will give you an explanation.

-Ok, dad, talk. But you shot two loads.

-Let me tell you first, Hugh, that I was never aroused at the bastard, but at you.

-At me?

-I also need to tell you first that never before in my life I have enjoyed sex. I’ve behaved mostly as an asexual man, even with your mother, and when I did have sex, it was because I believed in people who said that sex is really funny, so I sometimes tried but never agreed with them, until tonight. Even now, I don’t feel gay or a masochist, it will be hard to make you understand me, but I will try.

-Try, dad, for even now I cannot understand you. You have said you are not gay but at the same time you have said you were aroused at me.

-I’ll make a new effort. I was quietly pissing and had no suspicion that a bastard would jump on me, pull down my pants and start raping me. It was excruciating pain, not so much pain as I am feeling now but intense pain. But don’t worry. Remember I don’t want you to stop: I want your fun till the end. To make it worse that bastard stank…

-The same as me now. I was so tired that I haven’t had a shower first.

-It’s strange, Hugh, I feel so much affection for you that your smell, similar to that bastard’s smell is even making me horny now.

-I’m really curious to know everything now, dad.

-Well, that man was a bastard, was giving me pain, forcing me and even humiliating me with his words. I hated him. So desperate I was that I screamed for help and uttered your name believing you would come to my rescue. And you did come but what I saw surprised me: you were hidden behind some bushes and were jacking off seeing how they raped your father instead of rescuing me.

-I’m sorry, dad, I am a bastard; I should have gone and set you free.

-Believe it or not, Hugh, when I saw what you were doing, I even liked you more. I accept you just as you are, certainly. But that surprise made me cum. It’s impossible to explain but I will try. Discovering you having fun at my rape and surprisingly appreciating you more, much more despite what I was seeing, made blast the longest load I’ve ever blasted. It was an explosive orgasm. I had never before experienced such sensation before. It was as if I had ten dicks, all cumming together or a single dick with ten holes. And the pleasure was carried to every part of my body and for the first time in my life I really saw that sex was funny, but not being raped; it was seeing you experiencing fun with me. From that moment on all I wanted was to suffer more for your fun. And I did suffer more. Next you saw me kissing that bastard. It was an ordeal cause his breath stank but I went harder knowing you were seeing me. Next the rapist made me suck his cock and believe me, Hugh, I did not hesitate a single moment because I know how much fun you could have seeing your father suck a cock. It had an awful taste and I was suffering but that’s what I wanted.

-I could never think all that. How brave you are, dad.

-And knowing again that you were watching and enjoying, I shot a second load. Then on the road to Marlene’s, I was thinking that I’d rather be raped a lot more times provided you saw me and had your fun. I had such a big boner in her house that I had to go to the toilet, as you know, but I went there to masturbate, and it was over you, Hugh. I’m not gay and think that I will never be, but nevertheless I had fun thinking about your fun. For your pleasure I could do anything. And tonight I also jacked off in bed one more time. So I had never needed to masturbate more than once the same day and I scarcely beat off, but here I am, having jacked off twice today after having blasted two loads in my rape. And then you decided to enter my room and rape me. I could not allow you. So listen to me well, Hugh, I tell you again you are not raping me and I like you. Now I hope you have understood me. Your dick is certainly giving me an unbearable pain, but I want your fun, so please never stop. My only sexual fun now is seeing your sexual fun.

-Ok, dad, now I understand, strange as it seems, my fucking you is torture for you but hopefully a great fun too.

-I’m feeling it. My balls are loaded again and I can foresee that when you finally cum, I’ll have again an explosive orgasm. I can only have now explosive orgasms giving you fun.

-Ok, dad, after all I want you to experience some gay fun.

-I don’t know if I can ever experience gay fun. But the fun, even in the midst of this excruciating pain that you’re giving me, is complete, knowing I am living again what my real sexual desire is after now: suffering for your fun.

-Well, I would like you to enjoy the sex act itself.

-I want to go further. Listen to me, Hugh, if you have understood me well by now, I want to give you a gift. You like having sex with your father, you like fucking him, so after this moment, and never mind the pain, I give you my ass to play with, and I mean it. Now you will fuck me whenever you want. Simply shove your dick in my ass as often as you want and no need to tell me a single word beforehand. After now, whenever you feel like fucking this man you lust for, you will fuck me and I will never complain. Understood?

-I am so moved now that I can notice I will cum soon.

-One more thing I would like to tell you before you cum. I will do after now whatever you want me to do for your sexual fun, and I mean it. I’ve heard you say what you used to do with your slaves. So you can do it with me now. Hugh, I would like to be your slave, that simple.

Those words of mine made him shoot a massive load inside me. And as I was expecting, noticing Hugh’s semen in my ass, I started trembling, then twisting and soon my dick was again raining the liquid of pleasure in big torrents.

-Explosive now, dad?

-Explosive, Hugh.

-Then I certainly want to take you to this fun more often. No boy I have been with, though certainly I take care that all of them cum, has ever cum so much and with so much fun before.

I kept on staining the shits, as my son watched me experiencing what I had told him, what an explosive orgasm was. All my nerves, all my muscles, my sweat, my breath, my groans, my yells which contorted my face, they were all speaking for me, unable to talk but writhing in the sheets because of fun and soon my eyes were fountains too, spilling tears of joy. My voice quivered: “thank you, Hugh, thank you, oh thaaaank you.”

-I’ve never seen such pleasure in a man before, dad. Ok, you’re not gay, you’re not a masochist but I’m more than willing to give you this extreme fun over and over again. Did you mean it when you said you wanted to be my slave?

-I did mean, it, Sir.

-Only Hugh now, please. I’ll tell you when you must start calling me sir and when you needn’t call me sir anymore. But ok, if you wanna be my new slave, here’s what we’re gonna do.

-Tell me, my dear Hugh. Now I think you’ve began to understand your father and known what I need.

-Everything ok so far. If tomorrow you wanna become my new slave, you can. But you will think twice about it tonight. I want you to sleep naked tonight. I won’t enter your room again though, you can be sure.

-Yes, Hugh, but let me tell you I’m gonna jack off again, thinking of the extreme fun my son has just given me.

-I will also wank a little more in bed thinking about my brave and sweet father. Well, tomorrow I got some things to do, but I could postpone them and don’t even need to go to the gym. But I will wake up at seven. You can set the alarm clock at seven too. Then I hope you still like some fun with me. I want you to come to the kitchen buck naked, and I hope you enter with a big boner. I will be waiting for you with my clothes on and with coffee ready. And then as you are having your coffee, if you still want what you have told me tonight, you will jack off before me, telling me exactly what you have felt, even with the real rape in the park, if you want, but you will tell me about tonight’s rape, ok or fucking, in bed and tell me everything. If you are on fire you will only call me sir, even greet me so when you enter the kitchen, till the moment I tell you that you can call me Hugh again. I want to be your master; I do, but mainly your son and friend. I could also wank before you if you make me hard.

-I’d like you to experience more sexual fun with your father, your slave tomorrow.

-Well, dad, but you have to cum first, but later be careful, for if I hear you still calling me sir and see you desiring all this master and slave new relationship, I could even order you to suck my cock.

-I wish you did, Hugh. You have seen me tonight sucking a cock and I did not enjoy him but I did enjoy you. I would certainly like to give you that fun.

-Ok, I’ll leave you. But would you like to kiss me, dad?

-Come here, Hugh.

And then I gave him the second kiss I’ve ever given to a boy, but this second one I did enjoy.

-Thank you, Hugh. Thank you for everything.

I had to jack off again and I was beating my meat for just five minutes for I still was on fire after my second explosive orgasm. Then I fell asleep and the alarm clock woke me up at seven. I pissed first and then with no clothes on, and smiling inwardly for I had a huge boner then, I headed to the kitchen to meet Hugh. I wanted to become his slave. I was sure I was neither gay nor a masochist, but I was also sure I wanted to serve my son sexually, and keep on suffering, and as I suffered, I was sure, having more fun.

by Daniel Berasaluce

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