Gay hyperspermia

I go by Marshall, a twenty-four-year-old Caucasian male who identifies as bisexual. My height nearly reaches five feet ten inches, and my weight hovers around one hundred sixty pounds. In my humble estimation, I perceive myself as possessing an appearance that surpasses the typical. My eyes are green, and although I lack a physique cultivated in a gymnasium, I nonetheless maintain a respectable level of physical condition. For approximately nine months now, I have been involved in a committed partnership with the same woman. While my girlfriend possesses an exceedingly attractive countenance, her figure is somewhat fuller. Although we engage in sexual activity with considerable regularity, she, regrettably, fails to satiate every one of my desires.

So far as my acquaintances are aware, my sexual orientation is entirely heterosexual.

In actuality, I would categorize myself as an oral bisexual bottom who clandestinely yearns to cater to well-endowed gentlemen. I have consistently harbored a wish to experience anal sex, yet the opportunity has not presented itself thus far. No individual is privy to the secretive encounters I arrange with men encountered through a particular website, known as Reddit. My intention is to maintain this secrecy, making substantial efforts to ensure discretion. On the few occasions I have arranged a rendezvous, I served as the host, as I feel a greater sense of security meeting at my own dwelling.

For those unacquainted with Reddit, it functions as an online platform that addresses virtually any subject imaginable globally. Within it, one can discover sub-category communities dedicated to current events, leisure pursuits, athletic endeavors, television, and intimate topics; essentially, anything you wish to discuss can be found there.

My primary focus lies within the sex-related categories. These sections feature thousands of classifications that cater to specific sexual predilections. Some of my personal favorites include circumcised phalluses, colossal phalluses, monstrous phalluses, and content involving bimbos and bikinis, merely to mention a select few. I maintain approximately thirty subcategories saved within my favorites, which I peruse daily, predominantly viewing images of erect penises. Given the direct response capability to individuals who have uploaded pictures and videos, the site also serves as a platform for sexual encounters.

A significant number of individuals on the platform are unreliable or deceptive, merely wasting one's valuable time. Though I have been an active user for a period of two years, I have only managed to connect with six individuals. What frequently transpires is that following extensive dialogue with a prospective partner, they inexplicably vanish, and you never receive communication from them again. Nevertheless, I find immense pleasure in perusing the thousands of images of erect penises uploaded daily. Should you have never explored Reddit, it is advisable that you investigate it. It stands as an extraordinary reservoir for adult content and potential connections for nearly any personal inclination that sparks your interest.

Among my most cherished categories, anything pertaining to semen holds particular fascination. I possess a fetish for cum. I find myself especially captivated by bukkake and facial videos, becoming even more consumed by footage where the recipient orally ingests the ejaculate of the man he is pleasuring. Consuming a man's seminal fluid is, for me, a powerful aphrodisiac. In my limited experiences, more than a few individuals have inquired whether I would swallow upon their climax. It seemed as though their intention was to demean me, perhaps to assert dominance, or to mark their territory, which I find renders the act more stimulating and intensely personal. I have never refused any of them this request and savor this ultimate act of subservience as a conclusion to a perfectly worshipful oral performance. It is almost a sacred ritual; I have consistently relished the act of ingesting a man's ejaculate when performing oral sex on him. I perceive it as my obligation to swallow, accepting his precious offering into my abdomen.

The distinguished privilege of ingesting his divine "baby batter" constitutes the most exhilarating experience imaginable for me. I believe this forms an integral part of my expected duties when performing oral service on a penis. I feel compelled to swallow, ensuring not a single drop is lost. Submissively yielding to the act of ingestion, I find it incredibly unconventional and deliciously forbidden to consume his life-giving semen. It represents such a profoundly gratifying personal gesture for me, to be so profoundly submissive to a man, that I willingly ingest his life-creating seed.

Recently, I happened upon a novel subcategory on Reddit, which I personally find quite astonishing. It bears the designation "Hyperspermia."

Hyperspermia describes a physiological state in males characterized by an unusually voluminous ejaculation of semen. As I observed hundreds of videos posted within this particular subcategory, my initial impression was that they were digitally manipulated (photoshopped) fabrications. The sheer quantity of semen displayed in the videos uploaded by these individuals is truly beyond belief, simply phenomenal. Some men would discharge as many as seventeen forceful streams, whereas I personally typically only release two or perhaps three. The powerful discharges of semen they eject manifest as long, thick torrents, not merely small spurts. They occasionally propel their ejaculate six to eight feet, comprehensively saturating their intended surfaces. I have witnessed certain videos where the discharge is sprayed against a bathroom mirror, literally coating it. The sheer volume and propulsive force with which they discharge is almost incomprehensible.

After viewing numerous videos of this nature, my newfound desire became to provide oral gratification to and fully ingest the discharge from one of those remarkable, cum-producing phalluses. I became so utterly consumed by the prospect of having to gulp down such an immense quantity of masculine ejaculate in a single instance, that it weighed heavily on my mind. In my interactions with men, when they reach climax through my oral ministrations, they might typically produce three or four squirts. Some yield less than that, and others merely dribble rather than even squirting. I craved more; I yearned to experience an individual capable of producing these divinely powerful, superhuman ejaculations.

I conducted an internet search for "Hyperspermia," and the more information I consumed, the deeper my fascination grew. It is a genuine, albeit uncommon, condition in men, with which I have recently become quite enamored. I resolved to attempt to establish contact with some of the individuals who posted my favored Hyperspermia videos and ascertain what possibilities might arise. I drafted a standard personal introductory message, presenting myself. Within it, I included a self-description, specified my town and state of residence, and inquired whether they resided geographically close to me. I articulated my desires and asked if they would be amenable to such an encounter. I then copied and pasted this message, distributing it to nearly one hundred different individuals who had uploaded these videos showcasing massive ejaculations.

I received several polite, inquisitive replies, but the majority were entirely unacknowledged, perhaps due to the senders residing in different countries. After enduring months of either being ignored or rejected, I eventually received a response from an individual whose communication seemed promising. His given name was Danny, and astonishingly, he lived merely forty miles from my location. I repeatedly watched his video, mesmerized by the sheer volume of ejaculate he produced.

In certain instances within his videos, he discharged fifteen unbelievably voluminous streams. My knowledge of this comes from meticulously counting them as he ostentatiously displayed his phallus, releasing volley after volley. His penis was also quite aesthetically pleasing. Approximately seven inches in length and circumcised, it possessed a desirable girth that, when erect, swayed like a steel rod in his grasp. I was astounded by the proportions of his testicles. Although in the close-up shots of his numerous videos, I had imagined them to be the size of a bull's testicles, they appeared to be approximately the same size as my own, nothing extraordinary. He possessed a truly captivating phallus, and I became fixated on the notion that we might genuinely meet.

We exchanged a multitude of private messages through Reddit's direct messaging system until he actually proposed that I contact him by phone immediately. When he divulged his telephone number to me, I was almost certain that this prospect was too good to be true. I firmly believed he was engaging in "catfishing" and that the number would be fraudulent. I nervously dialed his number and was astonished when a male voice answered.

My heart was pounding with such intensity that I found myself unable to utter a single syllable until he reiterated "hello" a second time. I was taken aback when he identified himself as Danny from Reddit, confirming his authenticity. After conversing for a few moments, I calmed down and felt somewhat more at ease. He confided that his ultimate desire was for someone to ingest every single drop of his ejaculate when he climaxed into their mouth. He stated that he had never permitted a man to perform oral sex on him, only women, and that no one had ever been capable of fulfilling this particular desire. Some would recoil when the volume became excessively overwhelming, resulting in him drenching them as they shrieked and whined. He employed the phrase, "When they can't handle it, I love to drench the wench," more than once, an expression which, strangely, aroused me.

He recounted that some individuals would gag after merely two or three spurts entered their mouth and attempt to evade his torrent, as he deluged their small mouths with significantly more ejaculate than anticipated. These individuals, too, he subjected to a thorough hosing, or "drenched the wench," as he so delighted in saying. He deliberately aimed at their faces and breasts, despite their futile attempts to shield themselves.

Other, more daring individuals, would simply capitulate when they grasped the overwhelming nature of the situation. Holding their mouths agape, not even attempting to swallow, they offered him a target from which the ejaculate would drool onto the floor. He claimed he would intentionally penalize these women, coating their faces and hair, purposefully missing their wide-open mouths.

Danny expressed his enjoyment in penetrating both vaginas and anuses, inquiring whether I would permit him to engage in bareback anal intercourse with me. He complained that most women insisted he use a condom due to the immense mess his copious ejaculations created. He harbored a desire to experience raw, bareback anal penetration. He wished to fill their rectums with his abundant seminal fluid, which would continue to seep out long after their departure.

Upon informing him that this was also a personal fantasy of mine, we exchanged images via our mobile phones. I was exceedingly gratified when he transmitted several photographs of his countenance, physique, and phallus. It was unmistakably the same penis as seen in the videos, causing my heart to resume its vigorous pounding. Danny conveyed his satisfaction with my body images, remarking that I possessed a "girl's ass" and that he would relish ejaculating within it. I interpreted that comment as a compliment.

Following thirty minutes of sexually explicit conversation, wherein we precisely articulated our mutual expectations, I could discern his labored breathing. He informed me that he had been masturbating throughout our entire conversation, edging his penis, and was on the verge of climax. I conveyed my wish to be present to ingest his entire discharge deep into my receptive abdomen. Grunting with each expulsion, he audibly counted every single spurt over the phone as he ejaculated. It was incredibly thrilling to listen to him climax; I would venture that his orgasm endured for a full minute. When he reached the fourteenth expulsion, my own penis was throbbing within my trousers, as I fervently hoped we would indeed meet.

Danny inquired if I was available the following Friday and if I would be willing to travel to his location. Naturally, I assented, and he provided me with his address, stipulating my arrival around seven o'clock in the evening precisely. I concurred immediately, and with our arrangements finalized, we concluded the call. I extracted my five-inch, rock-hard, circumcised penis from my trousers and stimulated it for less than a minute before releasing three full spurts onto my abdomen, which constituted a substantial volume for me.

Friday was three days away, and the wait felt interminable. Prior to commencing my journey to his residence, I took meticulous care in showering, ensuring I was impeccably clean, both externally and internally. I had procured an enema kit from the pharmacy and scrupulously cleansed and evacuated my rectum for him. I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and followed my GPS until I reached his address. To that point, everything appeared to be proceeding as planned, as I hesitantly rapped on his door.

The portal swung open instantaneously, and there he stood in person. Clad solely in a well-worn pair of grey gym shorts, Danny presented a remarkably handsome figure of a toned and alluring man. He stood approximately six feet tall, weighing perhaps one hundred eighty pounds, and possessed a distinctly defined muscular abdomen, arms, and chest, appearing considerably more attractive than the images he had shared with me on the phone. I recognized him instantly from his photographs, and my heart commenced its rapid thumping.

"Marshall, do come in; I am genuinely delighted that you actually appeared. You have no conception of the multitude of deceptive females on Reddit who have previously ghosted me or simply vanished. I ought to have surmised that a male might have represented my most optimal choice," he uttered with a chuckle.

I was so overwhelmed by nerves that I felt as though I were trembling and exerted my utmost effort to appear as nonchalant as he was, as I incoherently mumbled, "Indeed, Reddit is frequented by many unreliable and bothersome individuals."

"Well, here we are then. Please, come over here," he directed me, closing the door and casually settling onto his sofa.

Two towels had been laid out on the floor between his knees as I stood before him.

"Let us get straight to it, my friend. Disrobe and kneel on the floor, then demonstrate your capabilities," he instructed me.

As I kicked off my athletic shoes, divested myself of my t-shirt, shorts, and underwear, my penis was rigidly erect and protruded directly from my abdomen.

Danny merely grinned at my obvious eagerness and remarked, "Come, provide oral satisfaction for me, buddy. I desire for you to edge me for an extended duration, and I will alert you when I am prepared to climax. Do not become overwhelmed when I ejaculate. Simply relax and commence swallowing as swiftly as you are able. I intend to fill your stomach with more ejaculate than you have ever ingested previously."

I knelt unclothed upon the towels and caressed the iron-hard bulge tenting his gym shorts, as he swiftly grasped their waistband and removed them. His penis sprang forth, pointing directly towards the ceiling. It was utterly magnificent, exceptionally desirable. From the videos and pictures, I had estimated it to be six or seven inches, but up close, it now appeared closer to eight inches and also thicker.

His phallus was impeccably formed, engorged and twitching as though possessing its own heartbeat, causing my mouth to salivate. His pelvis and testicles, while not completely shaven smooth, had their hair trimmed very short, akin to a three-day-old beard. I could discern prominent veins crisscrossing the shaft like arterial roads on a map. A quintessential specimen of a fantasy penis, with his testicles nestled beneath it. I leaned forward and enveloped his exquisitely formed glans with my full, eager lips, commencing to nurse upon it.

The warmth emanating from the tip of his phallus was profoundly intoxicating. His plump, swollen glans appeared to exude a clear, sweet pre-ejaculate. Its consistency brought to mind coconut milk, viscous and slick, with an almost confectionary flavor. My sole hope was that his actual seminal fluid would possess such a delightful taste. I took my time, savoring this perfect moment in my existence, slowly descending my lips along his tumescent penis. I must have orally stimulated his phallus for fifteen minutes, feeling as though I were in paradise. He simply moaned softly, permitting me to venerate his exquisite member.

I advanced my lips much further down, allowing my saliva to lubricate his phallus, enabling my lips to glide effortlessly along his slick shaft. My mouth produced such an abundance of saliva that it cascaded down to those perfectly identical twin orbs nestled within his scrotum. His penis was like a rigid piece of steel that stood proudly as I lovingly massaged his shaft with the flat of my tongue. So much pre-ejaculate continuously seeped from the tip that I would suck upon it, endeavoring to draw out every single drop.

"Marshall, apply your mouth to my testicles, my friend. Gently and softly take them into your mouth. One at a time, suck on them. Alternate back and forth, nursing them. Arouse them thoroughly so I can provide you with a substantial discharge," he nearly commanded.

Complying with his directives, I paid homage to his testicles one by one. As I softly and faithfully sucked them, Danny merely groaned his approbation. His moans and guttural sounds were an absolute source of arousal for me. I separately drew each into my mouth and massaged it with the tip of my tongue, again eliciting guttural grunts from him. I then forced both into my mouth simultaneously and gently massaged them with my tongue, receiving his approving grunts. I continued to stimulate them orally for another ten minutes before he provided further instructions.

"You've made my phallus itch intensely now, Marshall. Could you orally stimulate it a bit more and fully take it into your throat for me?" he inquired almost beseechingly.

I was confident I could, or at least I thought so. This was the largest penis I had ever encountered orally, and it might pose a formidable challenge, but I genuinely believed myself capable. The fervent desire to accomplish it was undeniably present.

I had been orally stimulating his penis and testicles for approximately thirty minutes by this point, reserving my throat for the culminating act. My intention was to surprise him with my deep-throating capability. He had requested that I edge him, so I had not yet exerted a precise effort to induce his climax. As I had successfully deep-throated several quite substantial penises in my lifetime, albeit perhaps none quite as large as his, I was prepared to give my absolute best. Now that he had specifically requested my throat, I sensed he was approaching the point of feeding me.

I allowed his saliva-saturated testicles to gently slip from my mouth as I re-engaged with his glans. I was rewarded with more of his delectable, syrupy pre-ejaculate, and I sucked forcefully on the tip to extract every last bit from his shaft. I adored its taste; it was incredibly sweet.

I commenced moving my mouth down his shaft until the glans contacted my throat. I cherished that sensation when my throat opened and enveloped a man's penis. It invariably filled me with immense pride that I could deep-throat a penis where most others could not. I briefly gagged as my esophagus expanded and ingested his glans. Forcing my head downward, my full, swollen lips pressed deeply into his pelvis until I had taken him to the very base.

"Fuuuuuuuuck Marshall. Get it, boy. Get it thoroughly. Continue working my penis down your eager throat, and I will feed you in just a few minutes," he moaned.

Without missing a beat, I withdrew to the tip and plunged downward once more. As his glans breached my throat, I forced my lips down to the base and extended my tongue, licking at his testicles until I pulled back again. Repeatedly, I drew his penis down, each time pressing my lips profoundly into his groin.

Danny now emitted loud groans, "Do not cease, my friend. Do not alter anything. I am preparing to climax. Maintain your pace."

The last thing I desired was to disrupt my rhythm and ruin the moment for him, so I persisted in deep-throating his penis into my esophagus. Over and over, without accelerating or decelerating, I continued to press my lips deeply into his lap, as his large penis stretched my throat open and closed.

"Marshall, I am about to climax now; do not panic, my friend, just swallow as rapidly as you can. And whatever you do, do not change anything. Do not stop until I inform you I have finished," he growled, as I felt his penis twitch and pulse.

The initial discharge was undeniably colossal. It occurred on the upstroke and completely filled my mouth with what felt like a generous tablespoon of his slick, saline, sweet ejaculate. I gulped it down with frenetic urgency, and within moments, the second volley propelled itself deep into my throat on the downstroke. Most of that discharge descended directly into my throat, yet I still had to swallow what remained in my mouth. I frantically consumed that down as his penis pulsed once more. Ejecting another substantial spurt into my mouth, compelling me once again to gobble it down during the downstroke. I lost count thereafter as his penis persistently released one spurt after another while I struggled to swallow and keep pace with him. It seemed as though whatever I could not ingest rapidly enough, his penis acted like a toilet plunger, merely forcing all that ejaculate into my esophagus during my downstroke.

On a few occasions, I believed I would be unable to continue, but I managed to sustain my rhythm as I ingested one massive expulsion after another. It demanded a monumental exertion on my part to persevere, as I sometimes had to hold my breath simply to swallow. Swallowing his ejaculate around his thick phallus was becoming a test of my resolve, but I persisted and continued to force it down. It seemed unending as he continuously erupted into my mouth or throat.

"Stay with it, my friend, just a few more expulsions," he almost shrieked at me.

My sole thought was, when would it finally conclude? My throat now felt as though it were thoroughly lubricated with oil, as his thick penis effortlessly pounded into my distended gullet. More and more ejaculate kept flowing as his legs trembled. I was truly struggling by this point, as it seemed he would never cease climaxing. After perhaps two more heavy blasts, it appeared as though his "fire hydrant" of a penis had finally emptied itself. I have no concept of how many tablespoons of his ejaculate I had already swallowed when, quite suddenly, the spraying ceased.

"Yes, you motherfucker! You accomplished it. Good boy. That was the finest oral performance ever, my man!" he congratulated me as I began to withdraw, exhausted from the tremendous effort I had expended and the arduous battle to complete the act.

"No, no, no! Do not cease yet, please merely continue providing oral stimulation for a few minutes. No more deep-throating, just gently nurse on it until it deflates. It feels excessively pleasurable to stop at this precise moment," he practically implored.

Dutifully, I complied with his request. I softly nursed on his waning penis as he panted, attempting to regain his breath. Occasionally, I would softly suck on the tip, endeavoring to draw forth even more ejaculate. After a few minutes, he simply tapped me lightly on the top of my head and motioned for me to conclude.

"God Damn, Marshall. If your posterior is half as proficient as the oral gratification you just provided me, we are destined to be companions for as long as you desire," he congratulated me.

I believe I may have blushed, but I am certain I radiated with immense pride. Ingesting his monumental discharge of ejaculate constituted one of the most formidable undertakings I had ever faced, and I was positively eager to repeat the experience. I am aware that this is an impossibility and merely a product of my imagination, but my stomach genuinely felt replete with seminal fluid.