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It was summer in Orlando and our house didn't have air conditioning and anyone who has ever visited Central Florida in the summer knows exactly what that means. At three in the morning the night air was hanging heavy, and the heat and humidity were making my body slimy to the touch. I rolled from side to side trying to get comfortable but it was almost impossible. As I lay there, my eyes closed, I was thinking about Aunt Lydia. My hard cock was in my hand and I was slowly stroking myself, my...

The Sperm Cocktail Club

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...

forced Submission

Okay I would like to give a little bit of background information for this. This girl told me she was lesbian, but was curious about being submissive to a man. She asked me to write a story about it. I had been drinking when I wrote so not best short story, but it will do. On the bright side, the girl that wanted the story enjoy it. Let's see if you guys do also. We would be at my house, you would be wearing something sexy not thinking anything about it. You would be getting me turned on...

My First Taste of Cum The first cock I sucked

The first cock I sucked:After my first marriage I did go a bit crazy. In college I had only dated a few girls and I was a virgin until about 22 years old. My first time was a disaster, but funny in the end. My roommate at the time (always fucking in the other bedroom) actually married her! Long story... later. .I was technically married for 7 years the first time but we lived together for only the first 5. She was my best friend and we parted on decent terms; still stay in...

An Account of an Arch Cocksman III Buses Bathrooms and Boxers

After the first couple stories that were more "origin" tales, this installment will pick up and stand on its own largely. It will read better if you spend a few minutes reading the first few installments, but this one can stand on its own if you wish. I still think you should read the others first, but hey, I'm not a fucking tyrant. Now that I've lowered your expectations... pretty please read on? :-) ========= It's just like any other day --- I'm a sad, college sophomore,...

An Account of an Arch Cocksman

Words like that always made my dick twitch a bit, and this was certainly no exception. And the fact that I broke Kendall down to the point that she would not only fuck me, but turn her into a raw carnal pile of meat was even more satisfying. She was such a bitch until I began to "press her buttons," as it were. "Holy fuck!" she groaned, half in pain and half in ecstasy. "I-I-I-I can't stop my leg from shaking!" It was enough to send me over the top as that vein of cum...

The Cocksman

This will serve as the introduction to the novel-length tale of my sexual adventures. I won’t start at the beginning, but will take you on a rambling sortie through my life as one memory triggers another. I will tell you that I was born into a wealthy family, and from early on, learned how to use others to achieve my purposes, most of which involved one form of sexual activity or another. Happy Reading one and all. Chapter 1 The Labor Day crowd had swelled to near capacity in the spacious...

The Cocksman

This will serve as the introduction to the novel-length tale of my sexual adventures. I won’t start at the beginning, but will take you on a rambling sortie through my life as one memory triggers another. I will tell you that I was born into a wealthy family, and from early on, learned how to use others to achieve my purposes; most of which involved one form of sexual activity or another. Happy Reading one and all. Chapter 1 The Labor Day crowd had swelled to near capacity in the spacious...

Teenage CocksmanChapter 2 Sharing Mrs E

A really great thing happened, school was out for the summer and I was able to work more hours. I was given more responsibility and started making more money. But, my parents were not comfortable with me needing to use the car as much as I would to handle my new responsibilities. I needed to be independent of my parent's car. There were two brothers, college students who alternated shifts as projectionists. They owned a twenty year old car, a 1935 Chrysler coupe, a two door sedan. It had a...

Teenage CocksmanChapter 3

It was late in august just before my junior year. You will remember that last year, my typing teacher had accepted that I was pulling her class down because I could not learn to type. In my freshman year, I took a drawing class, i.e., mechanical drafting and woodworking 1, under the shop teacher Mr. Ed Meyer. Last year, just before midterm of my sophomore year, release from typing class meant I had an hour to fill. Mr. Meyer snapped me up and I became an unofficial teacher's assistant....

The Making of a CocksmanChapter 2

So there we were. My sister and I had just agreed to masturbate in front of each other. Now that's weird, any way that you look at it. It was weird because she was my sister. But it was also weird because, as she stood up, pushed down her shorts and pulled her shirt over her head, I was with a naked teenaged girl for the first time ever. I had done a lot of fooling around with girls - don't get me wrong - but none of them had ever been naked. And I had never been naked in front of a girl...

The Making of a CocksmanChapter 3

"You won't believe what happened to me!" she started out. Then there were the obligatory guesses. I couldn't sort out the voices, but they ranged from, "Your Mom caved and let you get that bikini you wanted!" to "You flunked that math test, didn't you." Not one of them guessed that she'd lost her virginity. After she let them guess the wrong things for a minute or so, she whispered, in a loud whisper. "I got my cherry popped!" Dead silence. At least for ten seconds. Then it was...

The Making of a CocksmanChapter 4

The next morning was a day to sleep in, it being Saturday, but of course that didn't happen with Claire and the posse in the house. They were particularly charged up that morning because two of their number were no longer virgins and one of those had forfeited that virginity within range of the hearing of the rest, only the night before. I didn't know they had actually been in the hallway, listening to Large Marge moan her way through a couple of orgasms while her virgin pussy got all...

The Making of a CocksmanChapter 5

After Suzy my relationship with the posse changed. I had now been intimate with, from their perspective, two of them. Those two had a much different relationship with me than they had in the past. Suzy and I had our little secret in her new name and she reveled in it. Sometimes she'd come crashing into the house with all the rest of them and then stop in front of me, whether I was standing or sitting, watching TV or making a peanut butter sandwich and she'd say, "What's my name?" When...

The Making of a CocksmanChapter 6

It was a good thing I’d decided to be happy with what I’d been given, because it was almost two months before I got any more sex. School had let out and it was June. The weather was great. The world should have been sweet. I wouldn’t have thought a guy could get so worked up from a lack of nookie. I went out on a few dates, and found that it was much harder to stop when the girls wanted me to. On the other hand, I had learned a lot with the posse. I was getting better at getting them off, and...

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