Date: Fri, 24 Mar 2017 17:58:50 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frías <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jacob and Jason - chapter 4 - The rim seat

Chapter 4 -- THE RIM SEAT.

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Redemption and personal evolution can be seen in the most miserable
conditions, together with love and friendship, liberty, beauty and
happiness. Read my first novel, Luces de la Tierra, in:
www.luces-delatierra.blogspot.com.es or in English Lights of the Earth in:
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Jason's beautiful face was soon a lake of piss, but he gulped down and
smiled. Piss was soaking him and soon it dripped down the corners of his
mouth, down his cute face, down his neck, soon bathing his chest. Well,
maybe today was a good day to have a shower. After all we could not live
always unwashed and I told him this.

-We can have a shower later, dad, but please I am now your plaything. Be
brave and use me for everything.

-I don't wanna use you, Jason. You are the one I like most in this world. I
just want to find ways to please you and I thought you desired to be under
the rim seat.

-Ok, dad, then please me and let me be your toilet now. I admit I have
already tasted some of your shit on your bedroom floor and some of your
puke in mine, and they are delicious.

-So have I. Ok, Jason. I will do everything to you unless there comes a
moment when you prefer to leave the rim seat. But you must know that after
I have played with you, it will be me under the rim seat, and you will have
your chance to do with me anything you want. I mean anything.

My stream of piss already finished, I finally plucked up courage and sat on
the rim seat. I did not have to wait. Jason's tongue started to rim me with
no doubts and he moaned and said the taste of my ass was wonderful. I
wanted him to try everything and I told him I would do something and he
would tell me later whether he had liked it or wanted me to stop. So, I
exploded a loud fart in his sexy toilet mouth. He never stopped rimming but
repeatedly urged me to keep on farting. So thus I was for almost five
minutes, farting once and again and noticing him licking my ass with no
sign of disgust. And now he did take his hand to his cock and started to
whack off. I said to myself that the time had come.

But he kept on rimming me. And then it was effortless for me that day to
shit and the first turd came out of my ass to his mouth easily. He would
tell me later that my first turd had driven him crazy. It had a softer
consistency but it tasted perfectly combined with the psychological
pleasure to know it was his father's crap and I was not shy and played
dirty with him.

I saw he continued rimming me as I shat and I said he could stop now but he
told me he was gonna take me to g-spot. I told him.

-You can do it later, not necessarily with an ass full of shit.

-You must know first that your son wants to give you every possible
pleasure. You said I could do anything, dad, so I have your permission to
take you to g-spot now. And I want to show you what a pig I am. This will
be the dirtiest thing I have done in my life and I will do it now. So brace
yourself to see a really dirty guy in his dirtiest moment and let me be
constantly licking shit from your ass. Please go on shitting.

He asked me to shit him all I had in my bowels. As I saw his beautiful dick
being pumped and felt his tongue in my guts, I fed him five more
turds. However much he ate, he never seemed to have enough and begged me
for more and told me please do this often. A big stench of shit was in the
room then, coming from my ass, from his mouth, from the air but it was
making us both horny, and the taste was perfect for him. But in the end I
had to tell him no more shit today. But he continued for half an hour more
till I screamed my pleasure at g-spot and blasted the biggest load I had
ever blasted. I stood up and was horny looking at the shit in his mouth,
which he was biting playfully, the face of utter fun. I saw him swallow all
that heap of his father's dirt and when he finished I told him he should
keep his mouth open. I took courage and spat and I saw my gob falling down
into his mouth, mixing with the shit, adding to the putrid mixture of
things he had stored in there, becoming a river of stale substances. I told
him unfortunately I had no snot now but he had and I reminded him I would
like it later. Nevertheless I put a hand on my nose and tried to blow one
of my nostrils. No snot indeed but some of my nose dirt also fell inside
him.

Seeing me still with doubts he shouted at me with a wide face of arousal.

-Everything, dad. I hope I have more chances to be your toilet other days
but today I want to taste everything.

-Ok, Jason, you hot boy. You asked for it.

But first I had to kiss his beautiful lips again with real lust and in the
midst of the kiss I started puking. He had not cum yet but now he was
ferociously beating his meat on the verge of cumming but he urged me to
puke him a lot more and said he would cum with my puke. And I wanted him to
cum so his dick could resist longer later. So less timidly knowing he would
eat all of his father's dirt and noticing his aroused face asking me for
more I had no more doubts and said to myself: "Jason is as pig as you are,
Jacob, and he really wants to swallow more. So keep puking." What a sexy
toilet he was. I could not feel prouder of him seeing him enjoying his
father and fulfilling himself as a proud gay pig. I puked him a lot at some
distance so he could also enjoy the vision of his father's puke falling
slowly into his mouth. But there came a moment when I knew I had no more
and I told him. In that moment I saw him cumming, filling his entire sexy
chest with his juice and he still had time to eat one more load of puke
after he came. He was tireless. After all this pig party I told him I had
to reward him now and with no more words I moved to his sexy balls and
started licking them.

-Are you sure, dad? I thought I would be the only one giving this pleasure
to you.

-You're sexy as hell, Jason. I don't want you bottom. You will play with me
as often as you want but I will also please you whenever I have a chance.

And then I gulped down his whole rod and started blowing him. Finally! I
was able at last and as I ordered myself to give Jason the most perfect
blowjob I had ever given, I smiled at myself and thought that sexy man, not
a boy anymore, had really deserved it, making me hornier day by day till at
last we had reached this moment. Such a good taste his dirty rod had!  I
think my tongue was silently thanking him for being that sexy man who had
driven me crazy and finally I had to admit incest was the thing we both
desired and after that day we would play with each other any way we so
wished. He could hold his orgasm for longer than a quarter of an hour but I
was in no hurry. Jason's perfect taste that I had been four months lusting
for was more delicious even than I could ever have imagined. I knew it was
a forbidden thing, something you should not do, sucking your son's dick,
but I knew after today we would have our own rules and father and son
needed each other. He came at last and the taste of Jason's cum is
indescribable, the seed of my son's manhood. The babies he would never have
were falling into my mouth. I went to his lips and kissed him one more time
and then told him now it would be my turn under the rim seat. We would
exchange places. The time had come, I reminded him, to do exactly what he
wanted with his father, his complete toilet now.

He said the need to piss was so urgent that he would start there. And I was
moved seeing my son's drops of filthy urine soaking my mouth and I
swallowed with delectation. I gulped down a huge amount of piss but I
wanted it long and was enjoying that pleasure awaiting more substances to
fill my mouth later. But I would have to wait. He proceeded then to licking
my balls with affection now and he told me.

-Since we are both gonna have a shower today, I think I can first take shit
to all your sexy body. Waiting for my father to take courage and fuck me, I
will again suck your cock. It was a dream that last night you told me I
could do this every time I wished and I have been all day wanting to blow
you again. Now I can.

I wanted him happy and he should do anything he wanted as I had told
him. So I finally had a new blowjob from him. I was sure other substances
would finally reach me but meanwhile I would let him have some more fun
with his father's body. As best I could, I looked at my son's mouth
enjoying his father's shaft one more time and went mad realizing again how
cute he was. Such a sexy mouth. I wanted to kiss his lips again but I would
have to wait. This time I could perceive the difference from yesterday's
blowjob. Last night he had been shy, not really believing he could suck his
father's cock. Now he was certain that my dick was his every day and it
would give him pleasure as often as he wanted. This blowjob had to last a
shorter time but even so I could hold it for five minutes and he delighted
again in the taste of his father's seed, his brothers. I thanked him again
and asked him to kiss me. I kissed that hot boy again, now with a mouth
dirty of everything. I was wondering what he would do next but I didn't
have long to wait. After the kiss, he went to my dirty feet and started to
lick with no hesitation.

He savoured my dirty feet for longer than five minutes each and was
stopping at every inch of my flesh, running down that land that belonged to
his tongue now, scent-marking me. After a long journey in them I saw him
with a big smile widespread telling me he was gonna travel now in his
favourite aroma. He took his hand to his dick first and then started to
lick my right armpit and as he licked he said: "I am catching the scent of
Jacob Ashler, my sex symbol, with whom I discovered I was gay. It has been
many years wanting to taste them, and now I am savouring them." His words
increased my arousal and I thought, that's the sexy son I have, brave and
arousing, the man I desire to have sex with daily. He must come to my
bed. "Great perfume of life, from the one who gave life to me, I cannot
hold it any longer and I am cumming." And I could see again his cute face
transfigured in a new orgasm. With this permission to taste my whole body I
had also made him happy. Once the travel down my body was over, he
approached me again and sat on the rim seat. I licked his crack again
knowing now the time had come for him to shit me.

I licked for a short while before I was fed that first tasty turd coming
from him. He had not farted so far and I asked him to fart and I ate and
swallowed farts as I was tirelessly rimming him. He never noticed that I
was crying then, eating the shit I had so desired. Even though I had
surreptitiously tasted some of the shit he had left on my bedroom, I still
could not quite assimilate I was being shat in my mouth by the boy I wanted
to share my whole life with, now I was sure. So I ate and cried as I
touched my shit-coated dick with lust. And then I knew it. I was in love
with him. But I would never make him suffer and would not tell him. I knew
I could have more and more sex with him in the future and that would have
to be enough. Meanwhile I was eating his digestion slowly and having a lot
of fun at that taste of the shit from that sexy guy, my own son, I was
secretly in love with now. He had such a huge amount of crap in his bowels
that I thought he would never finish shitting but eventually he stopped. I
did cum again and now waited for more. I looked lovingly at his beautiful
face, dripping sweat to me and he started to spit.

Seeing I was moaning he spat in my mouth for a good long while and I did
not want the time of being my son's personal toilet to finish. I was rained
continuously and I was more certain that I loved him.

-Come on, Jason, have fun, and keep on spitting me.

He did obey me and I was rained more gobs, somewhat brown and I was in
heaven knowing he was spitting shit too into my mouth. Finally he stopped
and told me I was gonna taste his snot now. He put a hand on his right
nostril and a viscous substance fell in my mouth then, at the taste of
which I screamed like the real pig I was, praising the taste and urging him
to feed me more. He was getting wild seeing his father so aroused at his
products, and was not shy feeding me now his left nostril with a loud
noise.

The time had finally come to eat his puke. He took his fingers into his
mouth and never hesitated and I was soon eating again what his stomach had
digested. I could well perceive the remnants of the potatoes we had eaten
last night, our last meal, though today we were both eating excrements and
were not hungry so far. But what he was puking me now had a clear colour
and taste of shit. I had eaten puked shit sometimes but I had never been
that dirty. I was being fed by that hot man I was in love with, my own son
Jason, and I wanted more. But the time of puking was short. He told me and
I busted a new load. He did cum too. I thought everything had finished but
then I saw him crying out of control. I left the rim seat, stood up and
sweetly kissed him before I asked him what the matter was.

-I'm sorry, dad. If you want me to return with mum and Sean, I will. I will
never forget these last twenty-four hours and all we have done, but...

-But? Jason, what's the matter with you?

-Everything I have done you have done too. But so sexy you are, so brave,
so pig that I cannot help it now, dad.

I asked again as sweetly as I could what the matter was with him and his
next words struck me as a burn.

-I'm in love with you, dad.

-Jason, come here --I approached his lips and kissed him lovingly as the
man in love that I had become-, first things first. Now you will call me
Jacob, ok?

-Ok, Jacob --he said.

-Jason, I'm also in love with you. I've always wanted to share my life with
someone like you. I think we can try, my dear son, to become a couple. We
can do whatever we like with each other every day, have sex with each
other, playing as the dirty ones we are. I love you, Jason; tell me, for
God's sake, that we can live together as a couple.

He broke down then. He was crying for two minutes and I let him cry
awaiting his answer.

-It will be perfect, Jacob, we can try.

Hearing that I first kissed him ravenously for longer than five
minutes. Father and son had just become engaged.

-Here's what we're gonna do. It is hot to see us both covered in
excrements, but we cannot go to work tomorrow with this aspect. Now I am
gonna go to my bedroom with you and I will also piss a bit on my
sheets. Next we will have a shower together and come out and eat
something. At night we can both sleep together for the first time, in the
sheets we have both pissed. As we are a couple now, I will take courage and
fuck you in bed, after which you will also fuck your father, your
partner. In the morning we might be smelling of piss and will need a second
shower. Then we will go to work and when we return we will clean the house
of all it has now: piss, cum, spitting, shit, puke, garbage... it will not
be prudent to live like this. I sometimes have friends visiting me and the
house can smell of sweat but must be clean. But think we can be months
unwashed again and do any pig thing we like, whenever we like. Well, what
do you think?

-So hot to know you are now my partner, Jacob, and that you will finally
fuck me. Hope you never repent. So, everything's ok, dad. I wanna call you
dad and Jacob. So please, let's go now to your bedroom. I want to see you
pissing the sheets we are going to sleep in tonight.

He came with me and I did not hesitate and adorned the sheets where we
would finally sleep together tonight for the first time. It was a long
stream and I also peed on the floor later. He was horny as hell watching me
doing that. When I had pissed a big stream, I held him in my arms and
kissed him more sweetly than I had ever kissed a guy and finally told him
we should head to the shower now. It would be the first shower we had had
in four months but we would wash together.

After entering the shower tray, we kissed and hugged, touching each other's
bodies with no shame, feeling more than ever that I had become engaged to
that sexy young man. We had to start cleaning ourselves, but he wanted to
jack me off in there. I told him we should not have sex in the shower. That
would come later. But sex is not only using your dick; it can also be
groping somebody, kissing him. As we soaped each other up, we never stopped
touching or kissing and the water drops filling us what the dew bathing our
new life as a couple, enjoying our bodies as they were getting cleaner as
we had enjoyed previously our dirty bodies. Finally we left the shower and
we got out to have some dinner.

We had not eaten anything so far but our respective excrements. We ate a
lot now: a salad, a soup and some fish. But Jason's hands could not be
quiet. He was touching me all the time of the meal and not shy now, knowing
well his father partner's body would always be his; he started to jack me
off there. I smiled at him, kissed him with love and grasped his dick too
and started wanking him, saying a lot of sweet words to him, which I do not
remember now, but were constant repetitions of I love you, Jason. I will
always make you happy as long as I live. We finally shot our loads and he
asked me to take him to bed and make love to him.

It was very early yet but we started crying in unison knowing our naked
bodies were in contact in a bed with the mixed scents of piss, cum and
sweat. I did not dare fuck him yet and I was for half an hour devouring his
entire skin. He did the same to me till he finally yelled: fuck me dad,
fuck me Jason. I'm yours and ready.

He was looking at me. I previously started to eat his crack and my tongue
was a long while slurping his ass juices. But I have to be brave and face
the fact that I was gonna fuck him. He really had deserved it. I slowly
entered the tip of my dick, not wanting to hurt him but he told me to push
deeper. He knew he had to live the pain first but he would never say no to
have my cock inside him, many times every day. He reminded me he loved me
and I had to do it. So I finally dared and shoved my dick to the innermost
spots of that glorious ass. I saw it was hurting him but he urged me to
continue. He would be resilient. In fact, he never cried and just repeated
I love you, Jacob. Take possession of this burning ass, your lover's ass. I
wanted his pain to stop but I went crazy knowing I was pleasing that hot
man I was engaged too, and he would resist. And the moment came at last
when he told me it did not hurt him anymore and said that now he wanted a
long fuck. I was twenty more minutes fucking Jason, in the exhilaration of
knowing that we both liked it and we were lovers. So I was massaging his
ass and making love to him in no hurry, knowing I would be fucked next, but
meanwhile enjoying the psychological sensation that we had become one at
last. But twenty minutes later I blasted a huge load of father's seed
inside him and I was happy seeing that he was cumming in the sheets that he
would always share with me now.

There was only one thing that father and son had not done yet. He still had
not fucked me. So I turned and begged him please, for the love we feel for
each other, to fuck me now. And with no doubt now knowing it would not hurt
me, I noticed at last his cock piercing my flesh. So much tenderness, so
much sweetness. I could not believe all the experiences of my life had led
to this incredible moment. I have deep inside me the rod of the man I would
share the rest of my life with. I was alive, happy as I had never been
before. He perceived my clear gestures of love and kissed me, touched me,
said sweet words to me: "how happy we will live after now, Jacob. I want
you to see how much I love you." And I answered: "I had to find you, Jason,
in order to finally know what real bliss means. I love you." He was ten
more minutes making exquisite love to me till he cried: "here you have the
seed of my love, dad. See how much I love you and always will." He filled
my crack with his sperm then and I cried noticing my son's seed bathing
me. I told him I wanted to sleep with his dick inside me all night. He
kissed and hugged me and said he would. We spent at least an hour
exchanging love words, both of us sure by now we would always sleep
together.

In the morning, we got up, had breakfast first, touching each other, and
went to the bathroom to have a second shower. This time, though I had told
him nothing beforehand, I knelt, thrust his dick in my mouth and gave him a
blowjob there. The water drops were baptizing our newly founded couple. But
of course he came in my mouth and later returned the pleasure to his
partner. Water kept on pouring us but now getting clean was easier and we
had more time. Being blown under the water was a new erotic experience we
would not have often for now we were both sure that we would wash again
after five new months of dirt. We came out of the shower at last, put our
clothes on and went to work.

We managed to work a little but were constantly interrupting the job to
kiss us again and say tender words to each other. We had a shorter day of
work and we went up to our flat, took our clothes on and decided to 69 now
prior to washing our house thoroughly. My dick in his mouth, my mouth in
his dick moved rhythmically deep in love and we both came together
simultaneously and we both cried of emotion. But there was a lot of work to
do, but it could be fast cause we would both clean the house at the same
time. We removed garbage, piss, cum, shit and puke and later, he swept and
mopped some rooms as I swept and mopped some other rooms. Finally we both
coincided cleaning my bedroom. I know he did not want me to, but knew I had
to do it and I finally changed our sheets and everything was clean, ready
for five months now of dirtying the house and each other again.

We started then a pleasurable routine of every day working and sometimes
kissing in our atelier, far from the windows facing the street and soon he
was no longer my apprentice but my partner in the business; then at home,
we took our clothes off and often gave each other blowjobs before lunch.
Then we saw porn movies together and often fucked each other as we were
watching them. We had dinner, returned to our bedroom and had sex for
hours.

We have been living together for three years. Nobody knows we are a couple
and he is very careful never to betray his feeling with his mum and Sean,
whom he often visits, often with me and we choose the days we are cleaner.
But that seldom happens. We have the habit of going to the shower every
four of five months and it is a big pleasure to notice our increasingly
sweaty bodies and sniff and lick each other thoroughly. We have played with
the rim seat often and we sometimes eat excrements but only from time to
time not to damage our health. I am perfect for him; he is perfect for me:
my own son, my partner, I am sure I will always share my life with. And I
am happy every time I make him moan and Jason is cumming.