Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2018 15:52:40 +0000 From: Daniel Berasaluce Frías Subject: The servant-bitch - 3 - BLOWJOB DAY. Chapter 3 -- BLOWJOB DAY. You've come to the internet looking for erotic dreams and you have found this website. Places like nifty are necessary to you to live all kind of sexual fantasies. If you can, make nifty survive and help it with some donations. Read a story of beggars which, for a change, is not a tragedy. It is love, friendship, beauty, liberty and happiness the faces of life which are shown here. You can read my trilogy either in Spanish, Luces de la Tierra, in www.luces-delatierra.blogspot.com.es or in English, Lights of the Earth in www.lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com.es Smiling I started taking all my clothes off again. Now whenever I had to strip for that wonderful man who was becoming my friend I was happy and totally hard. I asked him whether he would like to cum too when I was stripping as he had done yesterday and he told me he wanted to, all the time smiling at me, happy now that I had returned and wanted to make him happy. When I finally pulled down my boxers I was harder than the day before I had been and I told him clearly I was this hard because I liked to see him looking at me so horny and now I knew what a stripper might feel. Now it was me who spontaneously turned so he could again enjoy the vision of his friend's ass. Then I turned again and had the satisfaction of seeing him cumming for the first time that day. So totally nude except for my shoes that I had put back on, smiling at him all the time, I approached the couch and grasped his dick with no hesitation at the time I told him it was the time for him to have a lot more fun. But I not only grasped his dick and affectionately pumped it; I kissed him again and did something I had not done the day before and started touching everything in his body, his face, his chest, his feet, even his balls and some of his ass. He perceived then my sweaty smell and I told him I had been at the gym yesterday afternoon and had preferred not to have a shower and ask him today if he liked my smell or I should wash. He told me I smelled perfectly and I asked him whether a month unwashed would not be too long a time now that I also did some sport. He encouraged me to go to the gym but I told him I would not go to the gym sweaty every day, and since my job now was also to smell for him, I could do some gymnastics at home. And unexpectedly I bent down and started licking his balls. He started moaning but also told me that I had no need but telling him I really wanted to become his best friend, I suddenly started to move my tongue up his dick and I was surprised that I really enjoyed the taste of a dick and finally gulped it down. I stopped thinking whether I could be bisexual and just thought that what I was feeling was great and I would be bisexual at least with him. He told me that he would give me a blowjob at coffee break and I said "perfect, Landon, now focus on the pleasure of your dick. Hope I am giving you a good blowjob. I really like the taste and after now your servant-bitch and friend will give you many more." He told me again I was the hottest guy he'd ever met and repeated that I should know this pleasure today and he would give me head later. I was not sure that I was moving my tongue expertly but I was rehearsing movements. I had never sucked a cock before and now I was enjoying, so this blowjob would not only be for his fun, it would also be for mine. I didn't know whether I was being good, but surely I was because he was yelling and writhing in pleasure and asking me whether I would like to drink his jizz for he was close, of course I said that I did want to taste it, he finally erupted torrents of warm bittersweet nectar in my mouth. I had really enjoyed even the taste of his semen and assured him again now I would give him many more blowjobs. -I think you will become the best friend I've ever had, Colin. -You deserve to have a friend whom you can tell everything about you. And believe me, I have enjoyed so much that I repeat I will give you at least a blowjob a day now. I was also hired as your bitch and I had to test myself in order to see whether I could also do this and in the end it has been a surprisingly wonderful experience. -Thanks, Colin. -And now I'll start my servant job. Your bed first, isn't it? -Right, Colin. I see that I have hired the best boy in the world --he said with a wide smile. And so yesterday's show was repeated with the only difference that now he came naked too after me. Of course he was touching me and jerking off all the time it took me to make his bed. But once it was made, he surprised me again. -Could you please lie on the bed now, Colin? I told you that I am a real feet weirdo and I would like to lick your feet a while, if you allow me. -I will, Landon, hope you like my tastes. And I did lie on his bed and outstretched one of my feet and instantly he was sniffing it. His dick was hard as a rock as he masturbated over the way I smelled, but soon he was licking it. I saw his brilliant face as I was feeling something new: how affectionately he was licking me, with what a strong desire to give fun to his friend and lose all his inhibitions with me and start being my friend with no need to hide anything. I saw him now persuaded that not only I did not think any wrong of him for being that pig, but that he could fulfill himself with me every day for I liked what he was. He also sniffed my other foot with devotion and then started to lick it too. I was feeling a new pleasure, double pleasure because I felt that having fun, I was giving fun to a new friend. Indeed his tongue on my left foot now was making me on fire and shamelessly I started beating my meat. So thus we both were, masturbating all the time his wonderful footjob lasted. Unexpectedly I saw him cumming and seeing his cum, I had to blast my first load that day at Landon's. Now I would have to mop two cums from the floor, I thought and smiled. He told me he was gonna do some gardening now and he would get dressed for a while. So I finished with his room and went to clean his dining-rooms and his living-room. It was an hour later when I was in his living room that I saw him coming to me naked again and telling me. -Since I am gonna give you a blowjob later at coffee break, I hope you allow me now to jack you off. -Perfect, Landon. And I sat on an armchair he had there and he remained on foot and grasped my dick and started working my pleasure again. I could not believe how I was enjoying gay sex with that hot man, but every time he wanted to make me cum, I felt I liked him more and wanted to spend long years having sex with him. He knew how to stroke my dick softly, increasing the tempo but never viciously so my cock muscles were always on fire, while with his other hand he stroked my balls affectionately. I approached his lips to mine and kissed him again and kissing we would continue all the time it took him to make me cum, and I finally had to tell him I was cumming and of course he, who had also been whacking off, shot a new load. I finished cleaning his house so in just two days I had cleaned all his rooms and I headed to the kitchen where smell of coffee came. He had prepared coffee again and was sitting there waiting for me. When he saw me enter, he smiled at me and served both coffees. I hardly had any time to taste it, when I saw him raising my right arm and telling me he would feast on my pits now, he started to unhesitatingly taste me again. He told me he had always been horny at the vision of a hot guy's armpits hair. He had told me that smiling somewhat embarrassed because I was starting to know what a freak he was. But I just smiled at him and told him he needed no excuse to savour his friend and enjoy him anyway he so preferred for I was starting to enjoy the way he was. Indeed a tongue on my armpits was such a great experience that I was enjoying for the first time in my life and sure he would give me many more moments like this, that I was jacking off again and there came a moment when he noticed I wanted to cum and told me: ok, Landon, let us cum together now. And soon two new rivers of cum were adorning the kitchen floor. -And finally the moment has come to savour your dick. Hope you enjoy the fact that a boy is sucking your cock, for if you enjoy, I will also give you blowjobs every day. He was for a minute savouring my balls first. I was sure by now that he really enjoyed any part of my body and braced myself to feel a boy's mouth in my dick for the first time. But when I saw him finally come slowly up my dick, I could not believe that being blown by a boy could be such a wonderful experience. He had sucked cocks many times and I felt it. But even so, it was obvious for me that he was so grateful to me for the friendship I was showing him that he increased his capacity as a cocksucker so I could at the end think that I had never before been blown like that. Many girls had blown me, that's true, but none of them was so happy with my taste and I felt for the first time that somebody was reveling in my dick taste and enjoying my manhood. I let myself get carried away with so much pleasure and stroked his hair affectionately and soon my hands started a long journey down his entire body, groping everything of him with real affection and gratitude. I knew for sure that I would desire him blowing me rather than any girl in the world; he was better and I was lucky enough to have somebody wanting to drive me crazy. I had no time to warn him beforehand. I suddenly blasted my load inside him, the most intense orgasm I had ever had and asked him what he thought of the taste of my cum. -This cum is tastier than any cum I've drank before, knowing it has come from my friend Colin's dick and sure that now I will taste more of your manly juice every so often. -Landon, I can feel we're becoming the best of friends and still I wanna give you some more gifts. You know, I didn't take a dump yesterday but now I really need to shit. I wanna check that what you told me is true. You may come after me to the toilet and I will take a dump. You can be there just watching or go out if you don't like it. And you can also smell my shit. If you really like it, after I had wiped my ass, you may eat something or all you want. I would really like you first to taste my shit before I could take courage to one day shit in your mouth, as you want. But first I need to be sure that you like the vision, the smell or even the taste. So do you want to accompany me now to the toilet? -Going, Colin, and thank you again. With two big boners and butt naked we finally reached the bathroom. I sat on the toilet but asked him whether he wanted to drink another stream of piss; I could piss in his mouth prior to shitting. So he knelt on the floor, took my cock in his mouth and I started pissing now with no hesitation. I was not sure he could enjoy my shit but I was sure by now he reveled in my pee and I poured it all in his stomach, all the time seeing him enjoy, as whenever he had the chance of drinking my pig river. I had to be ready to shit now. At least he was gonna see me and smell what I shat. But I knew too well that my shit had a strong smell and I told him. But he just said: "please, Colin, it comes from your ass, it will be delicious", so finally thinking now or never I did the effort of taking a dump. It was not the easiest day for me to shit but when my first turd finally came out, I saw him jacking off frenetically and assuring me my shit had a stronger smell than others he had eaten but it was a perfect smell for a pig such as him. I told him again I was his friend, and if he was enjoying, I wanted him to be as pig as he wanted for I was doing that for his fun and if he asked me, after now I would always shit in his house and he could be there watching me. Hearing this, he almost came, he would tell me later, but he sniffed the air, and the shitty smell was taking him to heaven, he assured me, as I shamelessly now continued shitting two or three more turds and he told me he could see them and if I didn't get shocked, he would eat something later. So I finished and he told me first to wipe my ass, but without flushing. He also beat his meat as I was wiping my ass and when I finished he asked me to stand up, he was looking affectionately at all I had shat and said the vision was glorious. And screaming "this is the real me, Colin, hope now you are not shocked seeing me", he took one of his fingers in the toilet bowl and affectionately dampened it as if he was savouring meal from a frying pan and then he took that little morsel of my shit down his nose and sniffed as happy as a baby with his dummy and finally took it into his mouth and tasted it. I saw him cumming in that moment as if his pig self was fulfilled eating some of the shit I had given him, but at the same time he looked at me scared but I told him. -No shame, Landon, now be as pig as you want to be, cause I see you enjoying my shit. I will not think any wrong of you; on the contrary, I really like you now. Do what you want please. Really grateful to me for my words, he then stuck his head in the toilet bowl and started to slowly eat. "Ok, then, I'll show you who I really am. I am so grateful to you that you think right of me. And I only answered "come on, Landon, you like the taste, so enjoy. Be always sure how much I like you and though your servant-bitch, I will always be your friend, glad at your happiness". And he was for four more minutes eating shit till there was no shit left in the toilet. He said then. -Colin, since I can see you really like your pig friend, well... I've been fortunate enough to drink your piss and eat your shit. It would be perfect if I could also taste your puke today. Could you please puke now? -Ok, Landon, I will. And if you also like it, now I'm almost sure you will, be as pig as you want. I only want your fun. I told him I had always been able to puke without letting my fingers in my mouth, and I started. I soon saw that I would have a longer stream than ever before but soon he told me he was always enthralled seeing a boy puking and he wanted to be a long time seeing me puke and smelling my vomit. The toilet was soon a lake of filthy digestion where you could see pieces of food everywhere and he told me it smelled perfectly and my face then was a poem. He loved watching guys' faces when puking because for a man like him, the boys' beauty increased then, and surely I was cutest. I saw then that I had puked a long river and finally I told him I had finished and now he could do whatever he wanted with my puke. So I had the satisfaction of seeing him again kneeling on the floor and happily starting to eat what I had digested. "What a good taste. With your permission, Colin, I wanna eat it all." "I have puked for your fun, Landon, enjoy, I will give you my puke to eat more often." And he also ended the long vomit meal and devoured everything with a happy face. Then he told me he would brush his teeth now. I could get out of the bathroom, he said, for surely it would be disgusting for me to see, but I told him, you are my friend, Landon, and now I love to see your every intimacy and increase the affection I feel for you now. -Now I will make lunch --I told him when he had finished-. Today I will cook paella, do you like it? -I love it. And he came with me to the kitchen and as I was cooking, he was of course jerking himself off one more time. In that moment I told him I was enjoying the book I had borrowed yesterday, The Clown. It's a sad book perhaps but it is written masterfully and I am enjoying the characters, the plot, everything. -I told you it was one of my favourite books, we will talk about it when you have finished it and you know you can borrow more books if you want. He had told me that never stopping his masturbation and suddenly I was hard as a rock, knowing I would have now a new fetish: too see somebody jacking off as he was talking of literature, let's say to see a boy with both his brains working at the same time, lucid with his upper brain while horny with the brain in his cock. I told him lunch was ready and he asked me to wait because he would cum again before lunch. When he shot a new load, I smiled at him. He helped me lay the table and we sat down to eat the paella. I had put a lot of seafood in it, learned from and old Valencian recipe. But in the midst of that time he told me. -I see you hard as a rock, Colin, my friend. When we finish lunch and before you go, would you let me give you a new blowjob? -I also want to give you a new blowjob, Landon. We can do this, we should first finish lunch in no hurry and later we could 69. Remember I told you I like the taste of your cock and I mean it. So please let me blow you now more than once a day. -Ok, we can 69 later. As we finished lunch, both with obvious erections, God how I wanted to give him a new blowjob, he told me that after I had finished The Clown, he could recommend me some other books. He told me that he liked a lot for instance The Tin Drum or Perfume -- The Story of a Murder, by Patrick Süskind. I felt the same sensation again. My cock could not be harder hearing him talk about literature. With him I would always have new fetishes, new ways to be aroused, so I was in a hurry to finish lunch. He must be feeling something similar for he ended soon and with a smile and no more words, bent down so he could take my cock in his mouth and just an instant later I was doing the same. The feelings in my burning cock now were more arousing as I felt his tongue massaging my cock; at the time I had a new chance of tasting that scrumptious dick that had surprisingly driven me crazy this morning. 69 was a combined pleasure that I wanted to often have with him. Now I needed, I really needed to feel my mouth stuffed with a dick. When at home I would have to reflect what it was that was happening to me, but I started feeling that being bisexual was much greater fun than being heterosexual, as I had always believed. I noticed he accelerated the rhythm so I soon did the same. I wanted his balls to produce a new load of tasty nectar again for I wanted to have a new chance to savour that surprisingly arousing flavour. He wanted my semen to spill in his mouth again too, and thus we were, as two good friends that want the utter pleasure of the other and wanted to drink the most delicious of drinks again, our jism. I would have to ponder about myself this weekend but I had no more doubts that I really enjoyed the taste of a dick, at least Landon's. Enjoying the taste of his cock, as no doubt he was enjoying the taste of mine, and at the same time reflecting on myself but increasingly sure of what I was feeling, we continued for three more minutes, but both of us had the same security. We wanted to empty ourselves for the other's happiness and as soon as I noticed at last his tasty seed, I shot a big load in his mouth. We were for two minutes happily drinking what our cocks had unleashed and our dicks did not want to end cumming. When we finally withdrew from each other's cocks, of the same impulse we locked our mouths again in a new never-ending kiss, friendlier than ever. -Come on, Colin, I don't want you to but you have to go. I have a perfect friend in you but you need hours by yourself. Then I stood up and got dressed telling him I would surely finish The Clown and we could certainly talk about it on Monday. Once I had all my clothes on, I kissed him ravenously again and telling him "so long, my wonderful friend", I finally left his house and headed home where I knew I would spend a whole weekend jacking off and reflecting.