A gay story: Hyperspermia… Pt. 04
Cum Junkie…
“WM, 24, ultra submissive twink, smooth, 5’10″s, 160 lbs. Bottomless throat and love to be face fucked by alpha males. Clean, sane and safe, impeccable hygiene, expect the same. Seeking alpha males that can produce amazingly copious loads. I’m a cum junkie, looking for a guy that cums so much that it’s overwhelming, I will swallow every single drop. No reciprocation desired, it’s all about pleasing you. Please only guys that cum a ton.”
I kept running this same ad on all three websites as before, but new responses had slowed down considerably. I guess once you weed out all the flakes, exaggerators, liars and trolls, you just pray that someone new, that really fits your ad might respond.
While I was still hooking up with Danny and Will a few times a week, it seemed like Danny had slowed down to maybe once a week and those meetings were usually late night booty calls. Actually real late sometimes, but I never refused him when he called. I honestly believe he really preferred a woman, instead of a guy servicing his cock. Still, I just couldn’t resist the chance to service his big cock and swallow his massive loads of cum when he did call.
He told me constantly that I gave him the absolute best head and ass he ever had, but even so, I felt like I was mostly a second choice booty call for when he struck out with women and was horny. I didn’t care. I was cool with that, not offended or jealous. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, other than the type of relationship where I serviced his cock when he was horny. I would always drop what I was doing when he called and I got exactly what I needed every time we met. I’m sure he knew I was a sure thing for his cock. He knew he held a power over me.
When he called, sometimes as late as 2AM, I would wake up and give myself a quick but thorough enema and then make the 30 minute drive to his house. Coupled with the long drives to and from his house and sometimes getting home at 4AM in the morning, while I still relished servicing his cock and especially digesting his massive loads of cum, I won’t lie, it was wearing me out.
Will, well he was still coming probably 1-2 times a week. He was expensive to hook up with, as it costing me $100, for what he called “gas money” each time he visited. But I craved his big dick and all the cum he fed me. Again I had a really good job and nice surplus of money in the bank. So, I was willing to keep paying if he would let me suck on his fat cock and feed my stomach and ass with those unbelievable huge loads of his sweet cum.
Even as many times as we had already hooked up, still, every time he called, I was so excited, that I actually trembled until I got his cock in my mouth. We had probably hooked up at least 12 times in the last few months, even so, when I saw his number pop up on my caller ID, I knew I was gonna get what I craved. Fucked and fed.
When I got home from work last night, I checked my ads and saw 3 new responses. One was from a guy that kept bugging me over and over. He seemed creepy to me. I already knew he was a no go.
The other was from an old, very obese, unkempt man, that sent a picture of himself completely naked, which looked absolutely disgusting. Another definite no go.
The third was from a guy that only said, “I’m interested, I think I got exactly what you need, hit me back.”
It was signed “The Milk Man.” His suggestive name struck a cord in me immediately, “The Milk Man”, hmmmm, that sounded hot like this ad had potential, so I replied immediately.
I sent him my phone number and asked if he would consider doing a brief phone chat to see if me and him were on the same page, you know, to see if we clicked. Within 5 minutes my phone rang from an anonymous caller. While I rarely answer those, I immediately accepted the call, hoping it was from him, and it was.
He seemed like a really cool, laid back guy, as we actually ended up chatting for about 15 minutes. As I advertised in a specific zip code area, I was delighted to hear that he lived close, being in my local zip code area. I explained in great detail what I was looking for and he said I sounded perfect. He mentioned several times through our chat that our talking had given him a monstrous erection and that he needed some release soon. I myself was also erect and very excited.
I of course asked about him and especially his cock, you know, what he looked like and especially how much cum he “honestly ejaculated”. He replied that he was 36 years old, 185 lbs., 6′ 2″s tall, a white male, about 8″s cut, sported a cropped goatee, was considered handsome and had been told by several women that he was also uncommonly thick. He said he could shoot around 10 really long ropes of cum. I was so excited about everything he told me, that I got goosebumps and felt my mouth watering as I listened in awe, hoping he was for real and not exaggerating.
He asked for a pic and said he would call me back after he received it. I sent one immediately of myself, fully dressed, that included my face, and after about 10 minutes, I got another text from him with a video attached.
Hands shaking, I opened the video and it showed the reflection of a completely naked, toned, height weight proportionate guy, standing in front of a full length mirror stroking a breathtakingly, huge erect cut cock. The camera was positioned so I couldn’t actually see his face, but that didn’t matter. His face was no deal breaker if I could get a chance to service that handsome cock. His cock was every bit the 8″s he claimed and maybe even more, as it looked so masculine and virile.
Within 15 seconds into the video, the guy in the video started to moan loudly. Seconds later I saw his cock erupt and start to spit out long streams of cum. It was absolutely astonishing the amount of semen that spewed out of his gorgeous cock. No embellishment here as I watched foot long plus ropes of cum rocket out from his cock. Up against the mirror they ricocheted with so much force that they splattered like a high pressure water pistol against the glass. His syrupy cum slowly dripped and drooled all the way down the mirror to the floor and puddled at the bottom. What a puddle it was! Absolutely unreal as he moaned passionately through the whole video, which turned me on so much that my heart pounded in my chest.
I played it again and this time I counted 11 streams spray out of his engorged cock head. It was unbelievable and I was in heaven. But even more amazing than the 11 spurts, was the volume and length of each squirt. Not puny little squirts, not a drooling spew, no dribbling, just long dense ropes of pearly white cum that flew out of his cock with such power, that they looked like they would fly 5 feet through the air if not for the mirror blocking their trajectory.
The video was only 1 minute 22 seconds long, but I knew enough already that this guy was indeed exactly what I was looking for.
I must have replayed it a dozen times before my phone rang again saying “anonymous caller”. I quickly answered and it was him again. We exchanged names, him saying his name was Rodney. Then after a brief pause he said, “Is that what you’re looking for?”