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My name is David, and I was a geeky boy who didn’t learn to fully grasp to the joys of masturbation until the summer before my junior year in high school. That might sound strange, but I was backward and mostly unaware until then. I went on a camping trip with my classmates, James and Michael, just before school started, as a kind of celebration since we had all turned sixteen.
James got a car that summer, which gave us some new-found freedom, and we packed our gear and food for a three-day, two-night campout by a small lake. We also stopped by a convenience store where Michael used his fake ID to buy us two cases of beer, which would be our first opportunity to drink so much.
We got the camp setup in the morning, and then started drinking after lunch, while swimming in the lake. By late afternoon, when the sun was setting, we were all drunk and being silly, but still managed to cook some burgers and potatoes over the campfire. Then we sat around talking until it was dark and turned on the gas lantern.
James went into the tent for a minute and came back with several magazines, and he said, “Hey, you guys are going to like this shit. I found Dad’s stash of porn in a storage bin in the garage, and this stuff is really hot.”
I had never seen porn like that before, and he passed the magazines around for us to look at. They are the very raunchy kinds of magazines, and the not the more-refined Playboy type. All of us were rubbing our crotches looking at the pictures of naked women and even men fucking them.
We were all getting horny, and Michael said, “I hope you boys don’t mind, but I need to get my shorts and underwear off and air out my meat.”
Then James said, “Fuck yeah, we can have a circle jerk and see who can jerk off the fastest and who can shoot the biggest load into a cup.”
I had seen my friends naked in the showers at school many times, but I never paid much attention to their genitals. I had definitely never seen their cocks on hard or shooting cum, though, and I was strangely interested in watching. I knew that I wouldn’t be embarrassed or anything, since I assumed from seeing their soft cocks, that I am better hung.
Everyone took off their shorts and underwear and we were seeing each other’s genitals in a much different setting than in the school showers. I knew that all of us are uncircumcised, and I glanced at them to see their cocks appear to be a normal thickness and maybe four inches long on soft, with normal sized balls. They were also looking at my genitals which are more impressive than theirs. My cock is very thick and six inches long on soft, and I have unusually large, lemon-sized, low-hanging balls. My package looks impressive swinging between my legs.
Michael got a red Solo cup and he held it as we stood around in a circle near the fire. Everyone one started stroking their meat. Their cocks quickly hardened to about six inches long, and mine to eight inches long. They were both staring at my big cock, and then James had another idea.
James said, “I know what we can do, guys; the last one to shoot off has to drink the cup.”
We were all just drunk enough to agree and continued jerking off. I got a strange feeling watching them beat their meat, and realized that I enjoyed watching them, and the slapping sounds of skin-on-skin, and even our balls swinging and slapping against our thighs. I knew that I wasn’t gay or anything, but it’s hard not to be affected by a vision of such raw sex, and I even smelled the aroma of our sweaty crotches.
It only took about five minutes before all of us were breathing hard, and James was the first one to ejaculate, shooting a big load of maybe a teaspoon of teen cum into the cup, which is more than the average male ejaculation. I quickened the pace of my jerking, since I didn’t want to lose the have to drink the cup. My cock soon began to spasm and throb, as I shot my cum into the cup, and the other boys looked surprised at the size of my load.
My cock kept throbbing and flexing as spray after spray shot into the cup, and I realized that my load was much bigger than James’, and what looked like at least three table spoons full. The other boys laughed, and then James said, “Holy fucking shit, David, where did all of that goo come from? Michael sure better be hungry if he’s going to eat all of that shit.”
Michael ejaculated soon thereafter, and it was what looked to be a teaspoon-sized load. We were all coming down from our orgasms, slowly stroking our softening cocks and letting the remaining cum ooze into the cup, when Michael said, “Damn, David, I can’t believe the size of your cock, and shit man, you flooded that cup with your cream. Sorry, guys, but there’s no way I’m going to drink all that shit.”
James taunted Michael, saying, “No way your backing out now, mother fucker. We all had the same risk, and you’re going to drink that shit down. Come on, Mike, don’t be a fucking pussy. I would have done it if I lost and I think David would too.”
As James continued trying to shame Michael into drinking our loads, I couldn’t help being drawn to the sight of the cum in the cup. It was viscous, opalescent white, with swirls of different shades of white, and the aroma was a kind of faint ammonia smell. I was drawn to it in a way that I didn’t understand at the time, and almost thinking that I might want to at least taste it, if Michael chickened out. I didn’t get my chance, though, since Michael finally relented.
James and I watched with sour looks on our faces as we cheered, and Michael raised the cup to his lips, tilted it up, and we saw his throat undulating as he swallowed the cum. It looked like it took him three swallows to get it all down. He looked like he was about to throw up but tossed the cup into the fire and took a swig of beer to wash it down.
We sat down in our camp chairs by the fire, still naked from the waist down, and Michael said, “If either one of you mother fuckers tell anyone what I did, I’ll kick your fucking ass. And fuck, David, it wouldn’t have been nearly as bad without your huge load.”
Sharing that circle jerk with my friends brought our friendship to a new level, and we sat around naked for most of the rest of our campout. We even had a few more circle jerks, and since I really did want to taste the cum, and not just mine, I made a suggestion when we were still drunk.
I said, “You know, maybe one way we can assure Mike that we won’t tell anyone, is if James and I take a turn drinking the cup too. I mean, shit, if Michael can do it, then we can too.”
James weakly argued against taking his turn, but in the end we both did it. That campout was a huge awakening for me. Not only did I get to see my friends’ hard cocks and watch them jerk off, which made me wonder a little about myself since I liked seeing them so much. But I also got a sense that my ejaculations are unusually large. And when I took my turn drinking the cup, I realized that I love the taste, smell, and texture of our cum. The whole idea of masturbating, ejaculating semen and sperm, and eating it had become very appealing to me.
I did a little research on my laptop when we got back home, since I was curious why my ejaculation is so much bigger than my friends’. I learned about a rare medical condition called hyperspermia, in which some men have unusually large ejaculations. It turns out that the normal human male ejaculation is from three and a half to five milliliters, and five milliliters is a teaspoon.
But someone with hyperspermia can ejaculate as much as fifty to eighty milliliters, and even more in some rarer cases. Sixty milliliters is four tablespoons or one quarter cup, and eighty milliliters is one third cup. Not only that, they can ejaculate multiple times in a day with about the same size loads. I’m sure that I have that condition, because even though I was too embarrassed to discuss it with my parents and go to a doctor, my ejaculations got even bigger over time.
I was becoming so obsessed with and aroused by my big ejaculations, that I started using a cup or condoms when I masturbate. I was jerking off at least once or twice, and frequently three times a day. I loved slowly stroking my big cock, edging to the point of orgasm several times, before ejaculating into either a condom or a cup. It is so arousing watching as my cock throbs and the condom fills with my thick, opalescent cum, fully enveloping my cock.
I like squeezing my softening cock, milking the rest of my semen, until I pull the condom off and empty it into my mouth, or drink it from a cup. I was using non-lubricated and non-flavored condoms so I could enjoy the natural taste of the cum.
My friends and I continued having circle jerks whenever we camped out or slept at one another’s homes, and one night James came out of the closet and revealed one of his secret desires.
We had just finished ejaculating into the cup, and I volunteered to take my turn drinking it, which I love to do. I had just brought the cup to my lips and tipped it up to drink it, when I felt the most amazing thing. James had leaned over and began sucking my soft cock, the first time anyone had done that for me. His lips and warm, wet mouth felt so good sucking my meat.
I watched with Michael as James continued sucking my cock as it hardened, and then for almost fifteen minutes, until I ejaculated into his mouth. He swallowed my huge load of cock cream and kept sucking for more, until I finally had enough.
I pushed James back and Michael said, “Damn, dude, if I had known that you have a taste for cock meat, you could have been sucking our cocks all along. Or is it just that you like David’s big cock and huge loads so much?”
James face was red, and he really looked embarrassed when he replied, “I’m not sure what got into me, guys, but I enjoyed doing that more than I should have. And hell yeah, if you want me to keep doing this for you two, I’d be happy to. And yeah, I think it was seeing David’s big cock and cum loads that really turned me on the most.”
We continued our circle jerks until we graduated from high school and went our separate ways to college. And although we all took turns drinking from the cup, and James continued to periodically suck off Michael and me, I never had an urge to suck cock. I enjoyed masturbating and being the one with the largest cock and cum loads in our group, and it never occurred to suck their cocks.
I continued in college my routine of masturbating frequently, and I noticed that my ejaculations were getting more and more voluminous. It was clear that I’m on the high end, even for others with hyperspermia, having some of the biggest ejaculations I had read about. I was routinely shooting almost one third cup, and sometimes when I couldn’t jerk off for a day or two, I shot almost a half-cup.
It was fun dating girls in college, and while all of them enjoyed my big cock, some of them were turned off by my big loads. I refused to wear condoms when fucking, and my loads would get very messy. A few girls even liked sucking me off and swallowing the loads, but most couldn’t handle it. I met Janice, the girl who become my wife, in college and she loved both fucking my big cock and sucking me off.
Janice and got married right after graduation, and had a great sex life for many years, in our nice home in suburban Houston. I still masturbated, but only infrequently, since we were fucking almost every day, at least until after the birth of our second child, and I always eat her out after we fuck, enjoying my cum and her juices. She wanted sex less and less often after our second child was born, and as our intimacy decreased, my frequency of masturbating increased.
By the time I turned thirty years old, my ejaculations were just as big as ever, and I established a routine where I’d shoot into a cup when I jacked off in the house, to avoid the risk of having Janice find the used condoms, but I used condoms when I beat off in my utility shed on the back corner of our property.
I’m an avid gardener, and I use the excuse of being out in the yard so much on weekends and some evenings to spend time in the shed, without Janice becoming suspicious.
No one usually bothered me in the shed, and I had a stash of condoms and some porn reading material out there to enhance my frequent jerk-off sessions. My cock produces enough precum to keep the inside of the condoms lubricated, and I was spending sometimes an hour at a time stroking and edging to huge ejaculations in my comfortable, cushioned chair.
One day I was reading a particularly arousing story about a man fucking his neighbor’s wife, and after having edged for almost forty-five minutes, I finally let myself ejaculate. I had my eyes closed as I felt my cock throbbing and the condom filling with my load, and that’s when I heard a the partially-closed door of the shed creaking open.
I recognized the voice of Lynn, the wife of our next-door neighbor, who started speaking before her eyes adjusted from the bright sunlight outside and saw that I was in the middle of ejaculating into a condom in the dimly-lit shed.
She said, “Good morning, David, I noticed that you were out here, and I was hoping that I could borrow a tool to…oh shit, what the fuck, uh, oh my? I’m so, um, so sorry that I barged in on you like this.”
Lynn is a pretty, late-forties, slightly overweight MILF, and I had always been attracted to her. I had helped her many times with landscaping projects around their home, since her husband, Jerry, works such long hours. Our families socialize some, but not as much as we do with other neighbors who have kids about the ages of our kids.
I was in the middle of an especially intense ejaculation and didn’t stop stroking and milking my meat, as I opened my eyes to look at her. She was wearing a short, denim skirt and tight t-shirt. I had always admired her slightly saggy, DD breasts, and they looked massive and jiggly in that t-shirt.
I expected her to back out and leave, but instead, she continued watching and stammered, “D-d-damn, David, I had no idea that you’d need to take care of that by hand. Janice is so pretty, and from what she told me a few years ago, you two have a good sex life.”
Maybe it was because I was enjoying my orgasm so much, or since she wasn’t leaving as I had expected, or maybe because I hadn’t had any pussy in weeks, but I decided to push the limits with Lynn.
My thick, white cum was completely enveloping my cock in the condom, and she hadn’t looked away. I said, “I’m a little embarrassed that you caught me this way, Lynn, but I’m afraid that Janice and I aren’t having sex nearly as much as we used to. Not all is lost, though, since I do enjoy taking matters in hand.”
Lynn stepped closer and said, “Well, at least I can see that Janice wasn’t kidding about how hung you are. We were having a few glasses of wine together a couple of years ago, and since we were both feeling no pain, and I had just told her that Jerry isn’t very well-hung, she was bragging about not only your cock, but your huge cum loads. And damn, David, I can see that she wasn’t exaggerating one bit. Maybe that’s the tool I need right now.”
I had no reason to believe that she would really fuck me, but I pushed farther, saying, “You’re welcome to take this condom off me, and get a closer look.”
My cock was almost deflated, but still thick, and I could hardly believe it when she moved to her knees in front of me and gripped my meat, before sliding the condom off. It was heavy with my cum, and she held it up to weigh it in her hand and to examine it more closely.
She said, “My goodness, David, I didn’t think a load this big was even possible. Damn, there must be a third of a cup in here. What do you do with it anyway, just poor it out?”
I laughed and answered, “I’m afraid you might think I’m sick if I tell you, but ever since high school I’ve loved the taste of my own cum.”
She cocked her head and smiled before saying, “Come on now, David, you don’t drink your own cock juice, do you? If you do, I’d love to see that, especially since Jerry won’t go near my pussy after we fuck. If you show me, maybe I’ll give you a surprise.”
Our conversation had gone much farther than anticipated and I wanted to keep it going. So, I took the condom from her hand, swirled it around for a few seconds, and then brought it to my lips. I was slurping down my own cum, when I felt her lips around my deflated cock, sucking and licking to clean off the remnants of my ejaculation.
I had finished draining the condom, and as she continued sucking my cock and fondling my big balls with one hand, she had her other hand under her skirt, and I guessed finger-fucking herself. It was becoming obvious that she intended to fuck me, and as my cock hardened in her warm, sucking mouth, I reached down to fondle her big breasts.
She was still sucking, and my cock had been hard for several minutes, when she stood in front of me, straddled my lap, and lifted her t-shirt up over those big breasts, before asking, “You don’t mind if momma takes a ride, do you sweetie?”
Lynn reached down to pull the gusset of her panties aside, and sank down on my cock, as I began sucking her big, brown areolas and nipples. She was moving up and down on my cock, and I was surprised that she was able to take me to the balls, given how she aid that Jerry has a small cock.
We fucked that way for what seemed like fifteen minutes, and she was moaning and having one orgasm after the other on my meat. She had seen me ejaculate only about twenty minutes earlier, and she was moaning as she said, “I don’t know if you can cum again so soon, sweetie, but I can’t stop cumming on your big cock. Damn, Janice is crazy for not wanting to ride this thing every fucking day.”
I felt myself getting close to ejaculating and said, “I’m a lot different than most men, and I’m just about ready to cum again. Are you on birth control, and do you want me to breed your married pussy with my big flood of cock cream?”
She was thrusting and swiveling her hips aggressively as she breathlessly said, “Yes, I’m on the pill, sweetie, but even if I wasn’t, I’d want your load in my fucking womb. Do it, do it, cream my hole. Oh, oh, oh, that ‘s it, honey, I can feel your cock throbbing and flooding my cunt.”
My cock throbbed and pulsed for over a minute, and Lynn leaned down to kiss me as she kept swiveling her pussy on my deflating cock. I wanted to eat her out, and said, “Stand up just a little, while I slip out of the chair to sit on the floor and lay my head back on the chair seat. I want you to sit on my face while I suck your pussy clean.”
Lynn was ecstatic as she replied, “Fuck yeah, get on down there and clean my cunt. I sure wish that Jerry liked doing that.”
I moved down and she sat on my face, as I held onto her hip with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other. I sure never expected my day to turn out that way, with my married neighbor fucking me, and then writhing on my face, feeding me my own cum. She was having even more orgasms as I sucked and tongued her labia, and sucked on her thumb-sized clit, and I was in heaven under that voluptuous woman.
She finally moved off me, straightened herself up, and said, “That was wonderful, David, and I’d sure like to join you over here, again and again, whenever we’re both available. Damn, baby, your cock is fantastic, and I love your huge cum loads. And even better, I love being eaten out after I’m fucked.”
I laughed and said, “I feel the same way, Lynn, and it was nice getting to know you so intimately. All the time we’ve lived next door, I had no idea that you’d be so horny and, willing to fuck me. I’m out here several times every weekend, and even some evenings during the week. As much as I enjoy jacking off and eating my own cum, I’ll also enjoy fucking you from time to time, and sucking my cum out of your tasty, mature, married cunt. Janice and Jerry don’t know what they’re missing, and I sure enjoyed breeding you.”
That was the beginning of a new chapter in my life. Although I continue to masturbate whenever the mood strikes, which is more than once daily, I still enjoy fucking the big-breasted neighbor’s wife when I get the opportunity.
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