As expected, the following five days passed; Hannah and the staff kept tight-lipped about our nocturnal outputs. At least she stopped crying and weeping. She shook her head each day, saying we beat the previous day's production output. Smiling away, we went for a morning drink and lots of food. We shaved 1 percent of body fat off each nocturnal milking session. Hannah and her three staff are often beside themselves because we can walk and talk after the almost continuous 18 hours of intense wide and deep probe milking exploding out who knows how many litres.
The boys are head over heels for daily fight club hour. It was the bonding we were missing. Sure, we did the BDSM and whipping, flogging, paddling and spanking sometimes, destroying our cock, balls and assholes, but that was under the context of sexual pleasure.
There is an absolute joy in slugging a boy across the face, especially if he is one of 99 lovers. Noah and Lucas, some days, I thought, were going to kill me and each other. But we always walked out laughing and blood-covered to clean in the pool. The make-up sex was to die for. Our cocks were 12 inches; nearly all of us were between 5FT 11” and 6 Ft 5”; none were over 170 pounds. Every cell, fibre, muscle, ligament, and tendon in us was beyond perfect; the Twink-boy body was beautiful.
In the Grotto pool, sauna and hot tub, so many of us who had practically tried to beat to death our prime lovers sucked face, sucked cock and sucked their asshole so lovingly and deeply like you can't even describe. We loved the anal sex, deep fisting, cock sucking and cum eating, but I noticed an increase in the desire to eat each other's boy-cunt and suck their rosebuds deep into our throats, suctioning out every drop of boy-cum in their entire four feet of love tunnel.
We had tremendous awake sessions on the probes these days and knew our 9-hour milking outputs during the day were at least 60% increased, so I was betting that the nocturnal semen and boy-cum collection would cum in a round 8-9000 litres.
Yes, it was Friday the 20th. The big noon reveal was looming large. We woke from our Nocturnal Milking. Hannah and the staff looked at us like we were Gods as we dethroned from our Anal Prostate Milking Stations. Fuck we were so ripped and perfect. Maybe we were Gods? All I knew was right now, I was fucking starving and could drink a barrel of arctic mineral water!
We had lots of drinks and food; we sucked and swallowed lots of boy-cum too. During our daily six hours off the Milking Stations, apart from the one-hour fight club and recreation, Lucas, Noah and I, and many of our closet boys, were doing triple penetrations, multi-arm fisting, BDSM Flogging, and sucking cum deep out of each other's asses and boy-cunts. We loved the deep boy-cunt eating and swallowing of so many boys' random cum that had been dumped that day already or whenever.
There was not a second or minute when other boys were not touching us. Even douching became a touching and sharing event. We had no aversion to each other's; shit, piss, cum, semen, spit, and blood; it was all part of the boys that we loved so passionately and wildly. We would die for any of us if it ever came down to it, that there was no doubt.
Finally, TAPAIR announced, “Hannah and staff have requested the presence of the 100 Twinks in the entry corner of the BDSM sleep quarters.” We assembled with precision speed, eyes so wide.
Hannah began quite emotional, sobbing tears of joy, “Alex, Lord of the Boys, and all your other incredible 99 Twink-boys-young men. I stand before you here today and have no fucking idea how any of you are even alive. I shit you not! What you all achieved together is improbable and impossible, yet here we are. Your contribution to medical science is forever changed. No one will believe what you 100 boys did in 6 days, or basically, this is only representative of your 54 hours of Nocturnal Anal Prostate Milking on that incredible machine that Austin designed. Boys, here are your…..
21,600 Litre bags of your beautiful fresh hot boy-cum semen!!” Almost all of us were speechless!
I said, “Sorry, Hannah,….can you….can you … can you repeat that, as it is not possible what I think myself and the rest of us just heard…it sounded like 21,600 litres…” I and all giggled hysterically. The Semen boy-cum Vault door opened, and TAPAIR, so eloquently, with perfect timing, played Beethoven's 9th Ode to Joy just when the choir sings!!
Fucking unreal, like a vault of gold! All we saw were shelves and shelves and layers and layers of hot creamy bagged boy-cum…our boy-cum! We wept and cried like the schoolgirl pussies that we pretended not to be with all this macho fighting.
I emotionally said, “But Hannah, 21,600 litres over 54 hours nocturnal only divided by 100 Creamy boys…Fuck me! That would be like 66.67ml per minute every minute, or a full 7 ml ejaculation every 6 seconds of the 9 hours asleep with our horny dreams, like a 1 ml + every second.”
Hannah answered, “Yes, Alex, with the Nanobots and the APMS, you each had a full-blown ejaculation every six seconds; it fucking never ended, filling up the I-litre bags each in less than 15 minutes. The 4 of us only had 1.2 minutes to swap out the two full bags for empties, and by the time we finished boy #25, we had to fucking run back to boy #1 under our care.
Now you and your boys can get cum drunk for days. My staff and I are going to bed. We are fucking exhausted. TAPAIR, please wake us when Austin’s sub is a few hours away on the 22nd. Cum and piss party away your crazy incredible Twinks!” Hannah Kissed me on the lips, and they all left.
We hooted and hollered and raided the cum vault, opening bags and spraying it around like an Olympic medal party orgy. We were all covered in our boy-cum, drinking what we could. I mean, we only needed 1 litre per hour, and here we had 4.5 per hour available, for Christ's Fucking sake!
By supper, we were stuffed and still had only blown 1600 bags of our boy-cum. We all settled down and chatted while we sipped and sucked out cum bags dripping in each other's warm creamy sweet semen. We assembled our cushions on our beds and walked around talking and drinking. Although we had gotten to know each other over these 6 weeks, with and between sex, it was really lovely to sit, chat and drink our warm vaulted semen. When we wanted more, we just walked into the sauna-like cum-semen vault and grabbed a few more random bags. It felt like boys at the cottage or rental twink cabin drinking beer and chatting about life around the campfire.
At about 2 AM, we passed out exhausted and cum drunk from the endorphins. This celibacy shit was going to be ridiculously the most challenging thing we had ever done! During our sleep, we all became raging rock-hard erect. When up to piss, it was all we could do, not to cum and jerk off. Going back to bed with naked, perfect boys with massive erections around us…this was going to be hell!
We all started to wake at about noon. We headed for breakfast and decided not to cum tube and bag our dripping hard cocks seeing as we had a ridiculous surplus. I recalled that I promised to have a massive piss party.
I said, “TAPAIR, announce to the boys that we will meet at 2 PM at the clean mineral water catchment with no lifeforms or plants in the Solarium-Greenhouse Fitness. The overhead water supply pipes and the massive 1000 litre dump buckets, please divert all fresh, kept and stored boy-piss from the last 6 weeks; when I command, let it rip! Cover us all until each tank is dry of piss.”
We each carried six bags of boy-cum to the mineral pond. We could hear and smell the large dump bucket filling with our piss that had been collected, circulated and kept at a fresh 100F. I was trying to do the math as to how many litres of piss we were about to douse ourselves in while we got cum drunk again.
We had been here 36 days, as we had calculated, 104 humans and we drank so much water and liquids to make so much cum; we still were pissing over 24 litres a day was our best guess, but a lot was refed to us during our cum-piss ejaculation during the probe milking sessions. The best guess was still that 12 Litres of piss was stored each day from each of us, so 1200 litres for 36 days is over 43,000 litres of boy piss. It was a heavy-duty tanker truck of boy piss about to tsunami down on us!
Once we were in place, TAPAIR stated, “Twinks, I have adjusted the 10 exit pipes with 10 divided sprayers, so your boy-piss should spray out in about 100 streams in your 10 x 10 square meter formation in the mineral pond. There is sufficient volume space to hold it all for hours on continuous piss play. The piss bucket of 1000 litres will fill and dump every 6 minutes taking one hour, while the other 33,000 litres blasts out over 1 hour. Enjoy! Lord Alex, I await your release command.”
We got in our formation and placed our cum bags in the pond that was about 24” deep. Once we were under the dump bucket and the exit pipes, I yelled, “TAPAIR Release!” Seconds later, the 100 of us were covered in pleasant tasting and fresh scent hot boy piss. Remember, we drank a tonne of water, which made it like a sweet light champagne. Gloriously, we screamed and hollered as it doused us with buckets and streams of lovely hot boy piss. We held our hands up, hugged and kissed our piss and licked and swallowed as much as we could. Our cocks were so excited many of us ejaculated spontaneously without even touching our cocks. Sorry to Austin, but no rule can be absolute…we tried!
An hour later, the pond was four feet deep in hot boy piss. We swam around, hugged, and drank our boy-cum bags. Most of us sat and chilled at the edge and grassy shore. We had about 20 hours before Austin was to arrive, and many of us were ejaculating powerful loads just from the thought of sex acts and the sex about to happen tomorrow.
The remains of the day were broken into the workout and fight club, swimming in the Grotto Pool and watching porn in the theatre, trying not to cum. We all drank boy-cum constantly and would still have thousands of litres left when Austin arrived. It was impossible, as many boys said they were so full they were close to puking…we sure did not want that, now did we?
The lovely, tiled floor, although non-slip and trip-proof, became a hazard because of so much dripping precum and semen blowing out the tips of our raging erections. We knew now we could not go more than a few hours, like maybe 4-6, without ejaculating major cum. It was counter-intuitive to bag and cum tube our cocks when we had so much surplus cum to finish still. It almost became stressful, but I guess it should be fine left nice and warm in the sealed bags and the cum vault at 101F as we turned it up a few degrees to keep it hotter longer.
When we returned to the BDSM sleep quarters tonight, I was assigned to sleep with Callum and Sawyer. The Ginger Twinks hid the fact that they were brothers. How on earth I was going to make it till noon tomorrow without a significant ejaculation was beyond me. I deep kissed and sucked face with Lucas and Noah before we parted to our sleep stations. I crawled in between the two adorable red-haired brothers (Callum & Sawyer) with their thick 12” uncut cocks and thick flame-red pubic bush. We chatted some, but then I sensed the two brothers were setting the three of us up to fail to the point where the entire BDSM quarters were likely to end up hands-free, spraying cum everywhere.
Callum started first, saying the following, but TAPAIR, playing a brutal challenge joke, covered it over the entire PA system so the whole facility and all of us horny trying to be celibate 100 Twinks could hear the following story time:
“You know, we were pretty old, practically adults when our parents insisted that we needed a chaperone babysitter when they went away overnight.
Our first few months with Lisa were blah, not much. But then we hit the sweltering summer. Unfortunately, there was a night when our home AC had broken down, and the repair folks were so backlogged that they would not cum until the following Monday Afternoon, but it was a Friday night, and Mom and Dad were not back from out of town till Monday also.
We had a backyard pool to keep us cool, so we swam until late at night with our long swim shorts on. Lisa came out in her bikini; she watched Sawyer and I play and splash each other until the sun went down. Like young brothers, we would hit, splash, kick, bite, spit and scratch each other. During our roughhousing about, I tore Sawyer's shorts exposing his ass cheeks.
Lisa insisted that we take our swim trunks off not to ruin our designed swim apparel. We both giggled like schoolboys. We had seen each other's butts and backsides but never our frontal penises, balls and bush. We hesitated until Lisa said, (Here, I will remove all my bikini top and bottom so you schoolboys do not feel awkward; we will all be naked). Lisa stripped completely naked.
This was the first time that Sawyer and I had seen a girl or lady naked live. Neither of us had girlfriends yet, and we were both virgins. I knew we had both started masturbating these last few years, but we had separate bedrooms being a year apart. I, Callum, was the younger one, and Sawyer was the older brother. We talked and chatted to each other about masturbation but never did it together.
We took off our swim shorts, and our cute little boy-cocks got so much harder than either of us had ever had before. We swam around and splashed some more, mostly staring and trying to see each other penis and pubic hair in the dropping sunlight.
About 15 minutes later, Lisa said it was time to go inside and get ready for bed. She grabbed our shorts, and we walked in after running to our towels. Once inside, Lisa said, (Let's play a fun game. Sawyer, I want you to dry off your baby brother's naked body, and then Callum, you will do Sawyers. But let's all stay naked with this heat, ok, so we don’t get heat stroke?)
We both nodded. I stood in our sunroom while Sawyer started to dry my face, upper body, and red flame hair. We both knew what was cumming as we would be feeling each other's bodies. In the light, I could see that both of our uncut white penises looked very similar, at about 6” erect for me and 7” for Sawyer, who was a year older. With our foreskins partially retracted, I saw that we were both dripping a lot of stickies, runny pre-cum. I had not masturbated in a few nights, so this was very exciting to me. Sawyer knelt and dried my tight abs and thighs and butt cheeks. The towel came to the front, and he brushed over my penis and testicles. Sawyer's testicles were a bit bigger than mine and hung slightly lower. His lips were just a few inches from my dripping penis as he continued to rub the towel lower.
Lisa said as she watched us in our innocent excitement, “Have either of you boys ever touched another boy's penis?” As Sawyer knelt, he replied with a broken, quivering voice, “No.” I then answered, “No.” I was so excited.
Lisa said, “It is Ok to touch and play with another boy's penis.” We looked at each other, and I nodded yes to Sawyer. I was so excited for his touch. Sawyer grabbed my penis and lightly stroked it. It felt so amazing to have another boy's fingers pumping my penis. With his other hand, he played with my testicles and red flame pubic hair.
Lisa said, “Ok, Callum, it is your turn to touch Sawyer's bigger penis. Your cute penis will catch up soon, don’t worry.” In a flash, we threw the towels away. I was on my knees in no time with that big, gorgeous cock just an inch from my lips as I rubbed his big testicles and red thick bush. I pumped and stroked Sawyer's Penis, and a considerable load of precum spilled onto my thumb and hand.
Lisa said, “Callum, you better lick that Sawyer pre-cum off your wrist before it drips and stains the rug.” Oh, Fuck I thought! Thank-you Lisa. I was shaking like electricity as I slurped and sucked that clean sticky web-like stringy, sweet clear substance.
Lisa asked, “When did you boys last do a pooh?” I was so excited; my little cock was hard like red iron, and my glans were full out from my retracted foreskin.
I answered breathlessly and panting like the finish of a marathon, “This morning after breakfast.”
Sawyer stated, “Me too, after his dump…Fuck man, he stunk it up!”
Lisa said, “Now, Sawyer, that is not nice. I am sure your pooh stinks, too. It seems to me like you boys need to get this out of your system, so how about I get some nice sweet almond oil from the kitchen, and you boys can clean out each other's bum holes before bed? Would you like that?”
I did not even give Sawyer a chance to answer when I blurted out, “Yes, Please, I think that sounds best right away!”
Sawyer giggled in response, “Okay, that sounds best, too, to be nice and clean for bedtime.”
Lisa continued, “Ok, you boys both go upstairs and draw a tub, and take the shower head off the hose so we can get all that pooh out of your bum holes for bed.” Sawyer and I ran upstairs with our bouncing, splashing erections. We had a double line of precum string from the sunroom into the family room, through the kitchen, up the stairs, and down the hall to our shared bathroom.
Both of us, so naked and excited off the scale, ran to the tub. I turned the water on to warm and plugged the drain hole. Sawyer reached over me from behind, grabbed the shower head hose and tried to Twist off the head. He struggled, so as I tried to squirm out from between him and the wall, I brushed his penis with my arm. He shuddered and moaned. His penis flung back once I got my arms out of the way, but then his big uncut exposed glans cock hit me right in the mouth. Fuck! It was all I could do not to suck it crazy. I continued back to stand, making eye contact with Sawyer.
I said with tears in my eyes, “Please, Sawyer, don’t cum! I have wanted this for so long. Please relax, breathe, save your cum for my bum hole and my mouth and throat, please, Sawyer, please!”
Sawyer, so winded, responded, “Ok, Callum. I also wanted to do it with you. We agree; we do everything and anything Lisa tells us to without hesitation, no matter how grouse we might think it is.”
I answered, “Totally 100% no reservation!” He grabbed the back of my head, and we locked and sucked our mouths and each other's tongue. As he dropped the shower head, the tub continued filling with our raging, bursting erections, touching and bouncing against each other.
Lisa walked in and said, “Oh, Good, you two started. Excellent. Now, little Callum, turn off the water and kneel facing the back of the tub so your bum is up in the air to the drain and faucet.” I did so fast that half the few inches of water splashed out of the tub all over the floor to the drain trickle.
Lisa continued, “Now, Sawyer, you get in the tub with your chest and belly facing Callum’s cute tiny light red-wisp-like-haired anus. Now, I have mixed up a nice edible almond-coconut mix here. Sawyer, take your fingers and dip them into the creamy mix. Good boy, now slather it all over Callum's cute little hole, and then push a finger or two up his tight bum hole.”
I moaned and groaned as I felt the warm runny paste hit my anus and ass crack as it trickled down over my testicles, dripping into the tub. Oh Fuck! How was I not going to cum with his fingers up my asshole!
I could feel Sawyers breathe on my wet warm ass cheeks. His finger slid in as I cried out in total rapture and joyful bliss. I had penetrated my anus before with my finger, but knowing Sawyer was doing this to me drove me wild. He slid in another and rotated it around. The sensation inside had my penis dripping and exploding with hardness.
Lisa asked, “Do you feel any pooh in Callum?”
Sawyer answered, “Just a small solid piece about the size of a breakfast sausage.”
Lisa said, “Ok, Callum, just breathe and relax, and Sawyer will pull your lovely little pooh log out and put it on your back while he inspects it.” Holy Fuck! I have never fantasized about anything like this, I thought. My little penis was so hard I was sure it was going to explode like an egg in the microwave, and my nuts felt like the size of grapefruits.
Sawyer did as she directed, and I felt my hot, steamy fecal log laid on my back.
“So, Sawyer, look closely at Callum's lovely pooh; smell it, lightly touch and squeeze its good form just a bit, and tell me what you think and feel. No embarrassment, okay; share your feelings, boy.”
Sawyer replied, “It does not smell too bad at all. Knowing how Callum's body used all the best parts and gave this out is beautiful. I can’t understand or explain it, but I feel an incredible peace and calm doing this with Callum; it feels so …so…like a weight has been lifted, so open and relaxed. Like being at the edge of the Grand Canyon. Thank you, Callum; I love you!”
I answered, “I love you too, Sawyer; now please wash out my bum for me so I can do yours too, please brover.”
Lisa giggled and said, “Brover? What?”
I answered, “It combines Brother and lover. Lisa, I have wanted this since puberty, so thank you for helping us accomplish it.”
Sawyer said, “I have always wanted it since the first time I saw your cute little white ass with those few lovely red hairs.”
Lisa stated, “You two have no idea of the pleasures I will teach you. Now Sawyer takes the end of the shower hose and gently inserts it into Callum's bum hole. I will turn on the water, keep warm, and release the tub drain so that when Callum squirts the water on your chest, stomach, and genitals, any matter will fall to the tub floor, and we will wash it down with soap.” Sawyer did perfectly as I felt my anus and rectum fill with lovely warm water. This sensation was new to me, and I started to moan and sigh with great pleasure.
I said, “Oh, Sawyer, it feels so good in my hole. Please, more and more.”
“Ok, Sawyer, pull out, and at the same time, Callum, push like you are going pooh and let the beautiful water cleanse your big brother of all those wrongful pooh thoughts.” Said Lisa. I pushed out cups of mostly clear water with just a few fecal bits. Sawyer repeated several times until it was crystal clear. The last emptying from my hole sprayed all over Sawyers's mouth and lips.
Lisa asked, “Sawyer, what are you thinking right now.”
He answered, “I want to suck and eat at Callum's hole forever, please!”
Lisa answered, “Soon, Sawyer, you will both eat out each other at the same time!” OHHHHHH! FFFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKK! This was all I needed to hear.
She continued, “Now switch places and Callum, you cum clean out Big brother, Sawyer, once I have the tub all cleaned and washed down.”
We switched places, and I did the same. Sawyer's fecal log was just a bit bigger than mine. It was beautiful, and seeing it inches from my lips, smelling it, and feeling it brought me such spiritual peace and calm. I wondered why we think it grouse is beyond me when it is a natural function we all do our entire lives.
Once Sawyer was blowing crystal clear water, I placed my whole mouth over his anal hole as he emptied his last cup down my throat. He turned around and kissed me deeply, sharing his anal juice back to himself. We stood up, and Lisa, naked and dripping from her pussy scrubbed us both with antibacterial soap all over from head to toe and washed our raging erect cocks, balls and assholes as we kissed vigorously until we smelled like fresh cut lemons from the disinfecting lemon soap.
We quickly dried off and went to my nearest bedroom. Even though we were practically adult boys, it was still decorated in a juvenile form. Lisa directed us to swallow a bit of vodka she had brought also for medicinal purposes and continued.
“Sawyer, lie down on your back, and Callum, get on top of Sawyer with cock over his face so you two can 69.” We did precisely that with lightning speed. “Now grab each other's penises and pull them into your mouths and kiss, lick and suck each other's penis, but don’t cum yet, please.”
It was off the charts exciting to finally have Sawyer's big bro cock in my mouth and throat and my cock in his. We mutually swirled and slithered our tongues all around our penises; the sensation and wetness had our penises leaking cum like a severed fire hydrant. I gagged some trying to get his bigger penis down my throat. I loved playing with his foreskin in my lips and tongue – so fucking beautiful he is. Next, we both nearly died, and Lisa continued to guide us.
She said, “Excellent boys, now Callum, arch your young Twink back and with your arms under Sawyer's thigh and legs, push them back until your mouth has full access to his entire crack and anal rectal love tunnel. I will push some pillows under Sawyer's pretty bro head, and Callum, push your sweet boy-cunt right into your brother's mouth and throat. Now boys, lick, suck and eat your bro’s bum!”
Holy Fuck! This is more than a dream cum true! I went utterly ape-shit wild and stuck my tongue as deep as possible up Sawyer's boy-cunt and then slithered up and down, sucking it wildly as if trying to get boy-cum out of it. Sawyer let loose on my virgin hole with his mouth and tongue. Holy Fuck! I thought I was going to pass out from the pleasure of feeling his tongue pry open my anus and push in so deep; it was total heaven as I moaned and groaned like it was the end of the world. I was sure I felt his tongue flick and probe my boy's prostate. I almost shot a cup of cum then. Lisa knew we were ready as we could not last much longer without painting the room like a whipped cream blender cum explosion.
Lisa ordered, “Sawyer, get Callum on his hands and knees facing the vinyl Batman-themed headboard. Then lube your fingers and very-hard erect penis with the oil mix. I think you know to finger his hole some more and then gently push your penis into your virgin brother’s starving, begging, cute little boy-cunt.” Holy Fuck! Yes, please, Sawyer, fuck me, I thought!
I shouted, “Fuck me, Sawyer! Please make love to me with your big-brother big penis!” I felt Sawyer's hands slap my open, begging boy cunt and ass cheeks. I turned around and said,
“Breed me, Sawyer, Fucking Breed me as hard, wild fast as you can, please bro, Fuck the shit out of me right fucking now!!” Forcefully, I felt Sawyer thrust four fingers into my starving boy-cunt. I hollered in great pain, yet my Penis shot its first load… the first of so many to cum in the next several minutes.
Sawyer yelled, “Callum, I am so sorry to hurt your hot beautiful boy-cunt!”
I yelled, “Please, Sawyer, don’t stop no matter how much I scream. I have wanted this so bad.”
Lisa said, “After a few minutes of deep anal thrusting, the pain will disappear, Callum, and you will start to ride and suck Sawyer's big penis with your cute boy-cunt. Sawyer, be ready because your little bro is in the next minutes about to damn near tear your big cock right from its base; just fucking watch what he does and the cosmic pleasure you will give him and him to you. Blow a few loads of cum up his bum and then save a lot for Callum's face, mouth and throat.”
Lisa was bang on (Pun). The pain was tremendous as Sawyer's thick 7” uncut cock popped into my virgin cherry hole. Slowly, he applied more lube. The sensation around his foreskin deep in my rectum was out of this world. Lisa was so right. In minutes, there was no pain at all. As I felt his huge hard penis tip hit spots, that felt an infinite times better than the best shit. Pounding my ass, his fantastic cock opened every single bend and curve and valve. When his base and thick flame pubic hair was in my butt cheeks between my outer sphincters, I went absolutely out of control and started to wildly ride and ride and thrust back on his cock. I was in disbelief at the incredible pleasure that I never imagined I would ever feel, not just good but like an anal orgasm, building to a volcanic cum eruption. My Batman headboard was damn near torn off its bolts as I pounded back on Sawyer's piston cock in my hungry years, starving boy-cunt.
I screamed and cried out, “Breed me, Sawyer, Fuck my cunt, bro! Split my hole wide open and make my boy-prostate explode, Sawyer. Give me your all, bro, please. I'm so in Love with you. Make love to me, Sawyer! Give me your seed in all my holes, lover!”
Sawyer pounded back furiously as my ferocious, feral, wild boy-cunt yearning gave way. The slapping of his thighs as I pounded my ass back on his big cock sounded like a classroom of schoolboys getting bare bum spanked by the entire fucking staff. (This line almost made the author squirt hands-free!) The pounding of my Batman headboard must have had the whole outer wall of the house banging like a poltergeist trying to escape a jackhammer.
Lisa directed, “Sawyer grabs Callum's arms and pulls him back. Callum, I am going to place this clean large metal bucket under your huge younger penis. Fill the bucket, Callum, Cum for us, Callum, cum for us!”
In a few seconds, I screamed and thought my entire anus, rectum, testicles, and penis were turning and exploding inside out. I have never had any jerk-off cum even close to this. It felt like a softball, and a load of cum the size of a milk pitcher was about to blow from my cock.
Well, that is what pretty much happened. My pelting ejaculation sounded like milking cow udders as I opened my mouth like Pavarotti at the climax of Nessun Fucking Dorma (It’s a great line; I had to use it again!)
I screamed to the ceiling with my head back and mouth open to God! I was sure the cops were on the way, “OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK”
I turned my head and made contact with Lisa’s eyes as she backed up with a look like (Holy Fucking shit!) I lost count of the rope stream, torrents of boy-semen that pelted out torrent rope stream after torrent rope stream as Sawyer's big cock kept pounding my cunt with sensation, pressure and feelings I never wanted to end.
Sawyer screamed. He was cumming as he grabbed my shoulder and hair and pulled my head back as I was in so much cum orgasm off the charts pleasure climax. I did not care if he fucking scalped me! In a second, as he screamed, I felt a warm rush of fluid deep in my boy-cunt and up my left side. My bro had finally bred me! My ejaculations continued as I listened to Sawyer thrust and squirt load after load after load of his hot, pelting boy-cum seed deep into my loving anal rectal soul.
He yelled, “Callum, FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK YYYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH FRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK YYYYYYYEREEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS BBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOO FFFFFFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKK!” We both collapsed with his rock-hard penis still in me.
He hollered, “Oh Fuck Callum, here cums more!” I pulled off, milking his cock and swung around, and took his cock into my open mouth and throat as blast after blast of scalding molten boy-cum shot across my face and drenched my mouth and throat. When he was finally done, I closed my mouth on Sawyer's penis and sucked it clean and dry, tasting all his lovely semen and my coconut boy-cunt juice.
Our heads hit the pillow, and Lisa approached us and said, “Open!” She dumped my warm, running Cum and semen all over both our faces, mouths and down our throats from the metal bucket. Sawyer and I were still in disbelief at the volume of Semen that we both just blew. There were cups and litres of boy-cum semen, without a doubt.
Our mouths locked in the wildest cum share ever as we kissed deeply for 20 minutes. Our penises were still very hard as we stroked and caressed our faces, hair, chest, nipples, pits, abs, cocks and swollen balls. Lisa had masturbated several times to multiple orgasms as the floor had a girl puddle the size of a large kiddie pool.
She commanded, “Put your boy-cocks together facing each other. I want both of your sweet boy-cocks in my girl asshole right now for my final jizz!
I said, “Well, you are the Babysitter, so you better sit on us, baby!” We greased our bro cocks together, and she sat down and rode us to many more anal orgasms as Sawyer and I came several more times up her Girl bum-cunt!”
Back to the BDSM Sleep Quarters and us 100 Twinks listening to horny story time: The entire room had us 100 Twinks moaning and groaning, and not one of us touching our cocks. We could not hold off after all this erotic story pleasure from fantastic Callum. I watched as he started to cum. I sat up and closed my mouth around that sweet Ginger's now 12-inch cock and was flooded with a firehose worth of hot boy-cum – glorious!
Handsfree, each of us ejaculated all into our mouths or the mouths of our bedmates. The volume and squirts went on for part of the hour. Sorry Austin, we just could not hold out for the full 48 hours – we are just too fucking horny! After our breathing settled down. I announced asking TAPIR to stream to announce to all areas,
“Twinks, from now on, we get bedtime stories with Callum, Sawyer & Lisa each night.” The room erupted in euphoric hoots, hollers, and applause. Lisa came into our sleep quarters and got a standing ovation. She ran to Callum and Sawyer in our bed and joined us for the night, sucking our cocks nonstop and eating our boy-cunts. She is fantastic!
We collapsed asleep at; …I have no idea when with empty cum bags everywhere like an after-frat cum party times 1000. Suddenly, I hear TAPAIR announce,
Austins Mini sub approaching, ETA 30 Minutes!”
OH, Triple Fuck!!!! We all bolted out of bed and hit the douche-showered in bionic-like speed and force. Somehow, we all got cleaned, and the room was sparkling and deodorized. A few boys piled the empty semen bags in the middle of the room. It was 25 ft x 25ft and up to the 12 ft ceiling; still, the cum vault was half full!
We ran to the Grotto Pool and assembled in a perfect 10 boy by 10 boy square with me on the closest corner to the minisub platform dis-embarkment, Hannah and staff off to the side. Out came Cousin Adam as he ran to me in all his splendid naked glory with a perfect 12” cock and balls to die for. We were like clones of each other – so cool! Next came Jake, who also looked so much like us; Michael came and slapped his ass, and they kissed.
Suddenly we were all over cum with emotion; as Adam looked at me and said, “The communing does not do them justice; they are both so incredibly perfect and so gorgeous. We all fell to our knees and wept as none of us had ever seen a boy or boys so impossibly gorgeous as Austin and Twin brother Kai, God of the Seas.
Hand in Hand, with, I swear, 14” perfect penises with fantastic, ideal thickness and huge perfect balls hanging so gorgeous. Every cell and facial feature; their Blue Aegean and Emerald Green eyes…teeth and lips, and that fucking hair, Jesus fucking Christ, that long past their shoulder length bright blonde hair with the darker eyebrows and armpits and pubic hair. All 106 of us, with Hannah and Staff, are on our knees weeping with the most gorgeous two boys before us. This would be “The Rapture!”
