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As I arrived at the Jackson's apartment, there were already a sizable number of other 'donors!' I counted six, but within a matter of about fifteen minuets, that number had grown to 10.
Waiting to see if anyone else was going to show up, Jackson was his typical, excited and enthusiastic self! As I talked with a guy I recognized from the last time the group had gotten together, I saw that Jackson had the brandy snifter already out on the same small antique side-table that had been used the last time. The squat glass gleamed in the light as it sat atop the lace doily; looking like some sort of sacred vessel! I mentioned that to the other guy. He smiled.
"That's Jackson for you!" He replied. "He takes this whole thing very seriously!"
"Yes he does!" I said agreeing.
Eventually, Jackson addressed the 10 participants: "This is all that's coming (excuse the pun!) tonight it seems. But before we proceed, I want to thank ALL of you for your unfailing generosity! Without all of you, we couldn't have what we have here; and so, once again---THANK YOU ALL for being here tonight!" He paused, then added: "Tonight all of us are going to give Robert here," he turned to a considerably older man, perhaps in his late 60's, or even his early 70's, and smiling happily, Jackson finished by saying, " a BIG, and very delicious, sperm cocktail!"
There was a sprinkling of applause that followed.
"So," Jackson went on to say, "shall we proceed?"
As with my first-ever experience, all the attendees got their cocks out and began stroking away! There was a great variety of cock sizes. Some were long and thick, others of varying lengths and circumferences. No two cocks looked exactly the same.
The trick to making a really good, quality sperm cocktail (as I had learned on my first experience with that process), was for every donor to deposit their load into the glass as quickly as possible, so that the next donor could contribute theirs as well! The reason for this was simple: the best sperm cocktail was one that had a lot of sperm, but also remained warm enough to give it the desired effect! That was why sometimes two, and even three different donors would crowd around the small table where the glass sat poised in the middle, as they ejaculated their separate loads; and then several more would hurriedly step in to contribute their loads, and so on and so forth! All in all, it usually didn't take more than five minuets (and frequently less than that) before there was a very sizable quantity of sperm ready to be enjoyed by the lucky recipient!
As I ejaculated my own load (there had been about 8 different contributors already), I found the whole scenario incredibly exhilarating! I didn't mind that I was being closely watched as I began spurting my cum, and in fact, I found it very enjoyable!
My sperm instantly disappeared into the mix of all the others sperm that had preceded it! You couldn't tell who's sperm was who's at that point; but that was part of the fun of this curious, but exciting, little 'ritual!'
When I was done, I stepped back and let the last remain donors donate; and then Jackson, smiling, beaming with happiness and pride, stepped and picked up the glass, and as we stepped back, he handed it to 'Robert!'
Robert seemed to hesitate for a second, and I suddenly wondered if was uncertain if he wanted to drink all that sperm, but then he hurriedly drained the entire contents, and he did so without having to do it a second time!
The rest of us applauded him, and he smiled, and said: "Wow! I want to thank each and every one of you for that!"
His compliment made the rest of us smile!
"That was A LOT of work all of you put into that," he added, handing the now empty brandy snifter to Jackson (who was still beaming with pride), "and so, THANKS VERY MUCH! It was fantastic!" He got another round of applause for that.
The group didn't break up and go their separate ways immediately, and we shook Roberts hand, and congratulated him on a 'job well done.'
It was a curious feeling to look around at all these other guys and know that every drop of their mingled-together sperm, along with that of mine as well, now resided inside that 70 year old man; who looked like some dull and boring pastor or something! In other words, he didn't look, outwardly, as if he'd be the type to seek out a sperm cocktail; and yet, there he was!
Jackson thanked me for my donation.
"So," he inquired, "was it fun?"
"It sure as hell was," I replied.
"That sure was some big load YOU gave up! Did you 'save up' for a while before tonight?"
"Actually, yes," I replied. "I remembered what you'd said about that, and so I did that."
"The MORE sperm on these occasions," he said, with that playfully impish smirk I knew so well, "the better!"
"Robert seemed to like it," I said.
"He did!" Jackson replied, and then, after a pause he said, in a lowered tone of voice that indicated a need for a certain amount of discretion: "He's a pastor, you know. Married too, but, he LOVES those sperm cocktails!"
"I had a feeling he might be something like that," I replied.
"He's been coming here almost from the very beginning," Jackson said.
"Really?"
"Oh yes! He's absolutely mad about it," he said, then added, feeling the need for clarification, "for SPERM, I mean! He's absolutely AVID for it!"
"Apparently so!" I replied.
Jackson turned to me and said: "I want to thank you for your contribution tonight! I appreciate it. If it wasn't for all of you guys willingness, there would be no sperm cocktails! I hope you want to keep doing this. Do you?"
"Count me in, Jackson. Definitely!" I said. The expression on his face was almost beautific!
"Thanks," he replied, patting my upper arm in a friendly, and almost affectionate way, as he said that.
"So Jackson, how did all this get started? I mean, this whole 'sperm cocktail' thing you do here?"
He grinned. "It began with me, and with one other guy, but I was soon eager to have more than one guy, and it grew fast! And then I got the idea that I should share that with others! I started to feel selfish, you know? So, eventually, that's how it evolved."
"Where did the brandy snifter and all the rest of it come from?"
He gave a pleased smile. "That just sort of came to me one day! I was browsing in an antique store, and I saw this table, and then the brandy snifter, as well as the lace doily, and it all suddenly appeared in my minds eye! So I bought them, and that's how that started! It gives the experience a special feeling I think. Don't you?"
"Yes," I replied. "I kind of reminds of Communion! You know? In church."
"That's exactly the way I see it, too!" He gave a happy chuckle.
So---till the next 'serving' of Sperm Cocktail!
The End
Waiting to see if anyone else was going to show up, Jackson was his typical, excited and enthusiastic self! As I talked with a guy I recognized from the last time the group had gotten together, I saw that Jackson had the brandy snifter already out on the same small antique side-table that had been used the last time. The squat glass gleamed in the light as it sat atop the lace doily; looking like some sort of sacred vessel! I mentioned that to the other guy. He smiled.
"That's Jackson for you!" He replied. "He takes this whole thing very seriously!"
"Yes he does!" I said agreeing.
Eventually, Jackson addressed the 10 participants: "This is all that's coming (excuse the pun!) tonight it seems. But before we proceed, I want to thank ALL of you for your unfailing generosity! Without all of you, we couldn't have what we have here; and so, once again---THANK YOU ALL for being here tonight!" He paused, then added: "Tonight all of us are going to give Robert here," he turned to a considerably older man, perhaps in his late 60's, or even his early 70's, and smiling happily, Jackson finished by saying, " a BIG, and very delicious, sperm cocktail!"
There was a sprinkling of applause that followed.
"So," Jackson went on to say, "shall we proceed?"
As with my first-ever experience, all the attendees got their cocks out and began stroking away! There was a great variety of cock sizes. Some were long and thick, others of varying lengths and circumferences. No two cocks looked exactly the same.
The trick to making a really good, quality sperm cocktail (as I had learned on my first experience with that process), was for every donor to deposit their load into the glass as quickly as possible, so that the next donor could contribute theirs as well! The reason for this was simple: the best sperm cocktail was one that had a lot of sperm, but also remained warm enough to give it the desired effect! That was why sometimes two, and even three different donors would crowd around the small table where the glass sat poised in the middle, as they ejaculated their separate loads; and then several more would hurriedly step in to contribute their loads, and so on and so forth! All in all, it usually didn't take more than five minuets (and frequently less than that) before there was a very sizable quantity of sperm ready to be enjoyed by the lucky recipient!
As I ejaculated my own load (there had been about 8 different contributors already), I found the whole scenario incredibly exhilarating! I didn't mind that I was being closely watched as I began spurting my cum, and in fact, I found it very enjoyable!
My sperm instantly disappeared into the mix of all the others sperm that had preceded it! You couldn't tell who's sperm was who's at that point; but that was part of the fun of this curious, but exciting, little 'ritual!'
When I was done, I stepped back and let the last remain donors donate; and then Jackson, smiling, beaming with happiness and pride, stepped and picked up the glass, and as we stepped back, he handed it to 'Robert!'
Robert seemed to hesitate for a second, and I suddenly wondered if was uncertain if he wanted to drink all that sperm, but then he hurriedly drained the entire contents, and he did so without having to do it a second time!
The rest of us applauded him, and he smiled, and said: "Wow! I want to thank each and every one of you for that!"
His compliment made the rest of us smile!
"That was A LOT of work all of you put into that," he added, handing the now empty brandy snifter to Jackson (who was still beaming with pride), "and so, THANKS VERY MUCH! It was fantastic!" He got another round of applause for that.
The group didn't break up and go their separate ways immediately, and we shook Roberts hand, and congratulated him on a 'job well done.'
It was a curious feeling to look around at all these other guys and know that every drop of their mingled-together sperm, along with that of mine as well, now resided inside that 70 year old man; who looked like some dull and boring pastor or something! In other words, he didn't look, outwardly, as if he'd be the type to seek out a sperm cocktail; and yet, there he was!
Jackson thanked me for my donation.
"So," he inquired, "was it fun?"
"It sure as hell was," I replied.
"That sure was some big load YOU gave up! Did you 'save up' for a while before tonight?"
"Actually, yes," I replied. "I remembered what you'd said about that, and so I did that."
"The MORE sperm on these occasions," he said, with that playfully impish smirk I knew so well, "the better!"
"Robert seemed to like it," I said.
"He did!" Jackson replied, and then, after a pause he said, in a lowered tone of voice that indicated a need for a certain amount of discretion: "He's a pastor, you know. Married too, but, he LOVES those sperm cocktails!"
"I had a feeling he might be something like that," I replied.
"He's been coming here almost from the very beginning," Jackson said.
"Really?"
"Oh yes! He's absolutely mad about it," he said, then added, feeling the need for clarification, "for SPERM, I mean! He's absolutely AVID for it!"
"Apparently so!" I replied.
Jackson turned to me and said: "I want to thank you for your contribution tonight! I appreciate it. If it wasn't for all of you guys willingness, there would be no sperm cocktails! I hope you want to keep doing this. Do you?"
"Count me in, Jackson. Definitely!" I said. The expression on his face was almost beautific!
"Thanks," he replied, patting my upper arm in a friendly, and almost affectionate way, as he said that.
"So Jackson, how did all this get started? I mean, this whole 'sperm cocktail' thing you do here?"
He grinned. "It began with me, and with one other guy, but I was soon eager to have more than one guy, and it grew fast! And then I got the idea that I should share that with others! I started to feel selfish, you know? So, eventually, that's how it evolved."
"Where did the brandy snifter and all the rest of it come from?"
He gave a pleased smile. "That just sort of came to me one day! I was browsing in an antique store, and I saw this table, and then the brandy snifter, as well as the lace doily, and it all suddenly appeared in my minds eye! So I bought them, and that's how that started! It gives the experience a special feeling I think. Don't you?"
"Yes," I replied. "I kind of reminds of Communion! You know? In church."
"That's exactly the way I see it, too!" He gave a happy chuckle.
So---till the next 'serving' of Sperm Cocktail!
The End
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