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I remember when I first woke up and saw him – my Master. Awkward hands rubbed me. I was not sure what to do with these new feelings awakened by Master, but I quickly learned. I am not going to lie; he was a little rough at first, and rarely let me sleep.

Now, I love his long strokes up and down me, and that mind-blowing release at the end is second to none. We have grown very close. He knows when I need his touches and when I need to rest for a while.

Master becomes pretty demanding as the years progress. He expects me to obey him immediately – whether that means remaining inconspicuous in certain situations or jumping to attention, ready to show off and perform. Sometimes his demands cause me anxiety, and I retaliate by withdrawing. Although, I know even when he thumps me to settle me down or wrestles me awake, he values me and would die if anything serious ever happened to me.

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I guess I should introduce myself. Hello, I am Master’s cock. I don’t have a name. Some of my fellow cocks have names, like Zeus, Black Stallion, Big John, and Little Willy, to name a few. Little Willy doesn’t especially like his name. Sometimes, I wish Master had named me, but I am mostly okay with not having a name.

When I am awake, I am often challenged. I delicately maneuver tight crevices, yet also find myself in some pretty massive caves. I prefer the tight crevices. Boy, do I prefer exploring the tight crevices! Their walls pushing and pulling against my sensitive skin is unmatched. In a cave, I frantically search for a wall to touch – darting this way and that way, needing something to touch me showing that I am not alone in here.

I remember the day I first spied, with my one eye, two enormous tits. Now, I have seen many tits in my day – some small, many perky, and others bigger. These were like none my eye had seen before … melons … juicy, round, squeezable melons.

Oh boy! Master leads me right to them. I can’t wait to rub my head against one of those erect, delicious nipples. Wait, where’s he going? He misses! What the fuck? How can you miss those ginormous things, Master?

Need to know: sometimes Master has trouble with his aim and has to fumble a little to get me where I need to go. I try to be patient with him.

Okay. He gently lays me between these 40 Ds. This is acceptable, and I try to wiggle a little to cop a feel. But, then they squish around me, hugging me tightly. Oh yeah, baby! This is nice! Master pushes me up and down her soft skin, being sandwiched between these huge pillows, and it is turning me on. I am not turned on to the point of cumming, but this is a great feeling nonetheless. Great instincts, Master!

On other days, soft, slender fingers reach down and take hold of me. I always enjoy hands rubbing me. The friction against my sensitive skin – up and down – up and down. Master still rubs me, but I enjoy new hands trying to figure out how to handle me. I love being rubbed from bottom to top – hands meticulously working my entire length, and up and over the ridge to my head. And baby, throw in some lotion and I am done. You will see the fruits of your labor hopefully squirt all over your delicious tits.

When I was older, I discovered lips. I will tell you about when my one eye first spied fire-engine red, glossy lips coming my way. I have to be truthful I freaked out at first. Within those lips were teeth – sharp, pointed teeth. And you know what teeth can do to a sensitive guy like me. Ow! I shudder to think about it. I almost – almost – retreated in fear.

Lips, to my surprise, you handle me gently. I feel your incredible warmth and wetness, dragging up and down me. A soft hand takes hold and urges me in deeper. My eye sees the hanging ball living in the back of the throat coming towards me, then blackness. I am sucked down a black hole and this is the best feeling I have ever experienced. I almost explode the first time, but hold myself together to enjoy a few more swallows. My head wants to wear a nice pair of lips like a hat all the time.

Ahhhhh! And then there is pussy. That soft, tight, wet creature I can’t live without. And you are surrounded by more lips. Lips. Lips. Lips. Whether up top or down lower, lips always get a rise out of me. As I knock on your door, tight pussy, I wonder what treasures await me inside. Will you join in the sensual dance and move with me, or simply relax and luxuriate in my movements? Will you open up for me or squeeze me tightly? I long to feel your spasms, sweet pussy. You shower me with your love when I treat you right. I want you, pussy. Need you. Nothing makes me happier than to fill you with my cum. Do you feel my love when I cum?

Sadly, there are a few copy-cats lurking around. They are known as dildos. Some pussies have gone to the dark side and chosen them over my kind. Dildos try to intimate me with their longer lengths and multiple functions. I don’t fear you, dildo! You need to understand, nothing beats the real thing, baby. I know my value.

Sweet pussy, can a dildo lengthen inside you? Can your dildo spray you with hot cum? Can you feel the warmth of the blood rushing through a dildo? I think not. You don’t need to hold me. I gladly do all the work, while you lay back and enjoy my fuck. Use your free hands to strum your sensitive clit, or roll your taut nipples with your fingers. Whatever you want to do, do it, and I will keep on fucking. I got you, pussy! And I keep you guessing as to what my next move will be. Maybe I will slowly slide into your softness and then teasingly retreat. Maybe I will pound and pound and pound until you grip me in your orgasmic spasms. You just never know what I will do to you, lovely pussy.

Thank you for listening to the musings of this cock. I agree I am not the most complicated thing in the world to figure out. I wouldn’t dare compare myself to the mysteries of you, delicious pussy. And please don’t get me confused with my neighbors, the ball twins. They are sissies; they cry Waaa! Waaa! Waaaaa! like little babies even if slightly tapped. So, if you have a cock near you, go show him some love. Lips, take me in deep; I like that. Hands, stroke me; relish in my length you draw out of me. Pussy, pull me in tightly; shower me with your juices.

Lastly, I must confess, as I get older, I may not obey Master as quickly, but I am still a valuable member of society, and need your love and attention. Please, show me some love, baby!

Cock out.

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