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Forced to Deliver (2)

September 19, 2014

Part two of the forced ejaculation story:

What shall I say, this time it happened. I knew it was going to be painful for me, I did foresee it clearly! But I was so horny, so cock-drunk myself (having saved up and not yet shot a drip), that I gave in to her begging: I allowed her to tie my wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Bad decision!!

Again, first it was truly great. God, she knows how to work me, well, how to make my glands run full mode for milk production. Before the big night we even sat down and talked about how to get the most out of me and I reminded her to be patient all the time. I proposed milk-harvesting in that we should try to make me release my juices via emissions, avoiding PONR as long or often as possible. And that she needed to allow me time to replenish with at least 30 minutes between triggering attempts thru lecithin intake and continued edging. But what to tell an addict when the drug is at hand…presumably.


So, in the beginning everything went like planned: after just one hour of edging she managed to make me release my first milk a couple of times having it carefully oozed out without sending me over the edge. This was totally hot for me, but even more so for her, because most of the earlier times trying she had been failing to coax emissions out of me. Yet as soon as she´s had her first dose – she drank up right away what she had caught in a glas – she became pretty unrestrained.

Now she wanted to see me explode and harvest her big load. Needless to say I was right there and subject to her decisions anyway. – And a big release it was! She was counting out loud with each rope my system was pumping up while that first big relief was beginning to soothe my glands. I heard her count to 14 and she apparently had caught most of my milk released. I saw her drink some more and using the leftover as body-lotion, which added to her urge for more!


To cut it short, she made me cum a couple more times with decent volumes of milk until my cock went flaccid. That´s when the act began to turn nasty.

Despite the fact of a very proper preparation, she had noticed that my semen hadn´t cum in the volume(s) she was used to and expected it to be. A major factor was her impatience, demand and supply was out of balance here, because she didn´t allow me enough time to replenish, although we had talked about this.

We knew that a soft cock is no sign nor reason to not trigger further ejaculations, but you need the will (desire) and sexual energy inside of you to continue successfully. This still worked for the following climax. She pulled at my cock and scrotum with a tight grip while I had to concentrate to keep my motivation, – no easy task, because I knew what was going to happen after this pending climax.

soft scrotum

I had produced just a few more mini-spills of thick cream when she started to complain. She was disappointed although I had delivered not too bad altogether. I gave her the explanation, but she felt like she did nothing wrong. She was not willing to untie me and call it a night, instead she wanted even more of my produce. She made me drink at least a liter of water and fed me with lecithin granules, a banana and celery before she set a timer counting down 45 minutes.


In that time-frame she once more worked hard on my cock, balls and glands, as she penetrated me to massage my prostate. However I was turned down pretty much, the atmosphere was poisoned so to speak. I was mercilessly tied to the bed and became her victim in that hour until my system surrendered to her tour de force. I felt raw down there and I was!

She was lacking tenderness, just sucked, jerked, pulled and dildo-fucked me for one aim: to make some more semen see the light of day that night. It was a nightmare, a real torture. I had to think of an alien mistreating me without any compassion, and in a way an alien she was.

When I didn´t cum after the set 45 minutes she became real pissed and started calling me names, swearing, like I never had known her before.

force suck pull

She didn´t give up. Her sucking did the trick in the end. My cock grew semi-erect which gave her hope… Eventually her massive impact on my genitals made my system react in the only possible way. From deep inside of my newly replenished glands I could sense the PONR emerging. I admit that the climax was fucking intense. She kept sucking me through my ejaculation and drank my spunk directly out of my rod. I had to scream from lust and pain and did not know how big a volume I delivered, but after that serving she was satisfied and soon untied me. A while later she apologized. But that night marked the end of our once so perfect relationship with a passion for cum.

Story cumplete!

Forced to Deliver (1)

September 15, 2014

Forced ejaculation may not be a hot act neither for the dom nor the sub if demand and supply are not in balance! Read this story about a once ideal relationship acting out a passion for male milk eventually turned sour.

Fuck man, I am in a deep conflict. My gal is cum-crazy and she wants it only from me and no one else. I hear you say: Wow, that´s great, I´d wish for a lover like that. But think twice, when you have to deliver – big time – it may be ever decreasing fun. And when it gets violent, now that is not for me. Let me explain.

To begin with, I´m a natural regarding volume, or at least I have been. When I was young I realized that I effortlessly produced a substantial amount of cum at almost each ejaculation I coaxed out of my dick. And I came a lot, all quite easily. Gosh, was I playing around in the early days, shooting at mirrors, filling glasses, drenching myself, sporting awesome distance-shots. I learned to climax multiple times, which added to my fetish, naturally. I just didn´t consume my milk. Yes, I tasted it – when I hit my mouth I swallowed, but I never got into drinking full loads of my produce.

mirror shooting

My early partners though were irritated if not disgusted by my ability. They thought my loads were messy, instead of welcoming them as a manifestation of my arousal. Some relationships even broke up over this issue. However, eventually I met my cum-princess. At first she showed a common approach towards my juices, although she found my performance-skills (shooting a big load multiple times) really stunning from early on.

It took a while until she developed a strong liking for my semen. Presently she is craving my juices, in a way even more than myself, because she needs to consume it – the more the better. She became truly cum-wild. She wants my milk like an addict her drug. She gained detailed knowledge on the males´s sexual plumbings and workings, she knows exactly how to get what she wants!


After she found those web-pages, which promote all the beneficial properties of semen for a receivers health, she became really demanding. She admits that she became addicted to my produce: She loves to see me spill it, loves to witness me peak and climax and receive my „divine essence“. She also loves the texture, the smell, the taste and especially all the good properties combined in my milk for her health benefits. That is why she needs to be covered in a load. For using my milk as a lotion, massaging it into her skin. That is also why she needs to drink my juice, because it is so nutritious. And she wants it just from me, because she has control upon the quality of my milk.


It´s just that I notice a decline of my abilities. She is 15 years younger than I am, and I enter an age of natural decline, while she ever increased her demand. For quite a while now it is she who takes care of my diet, so that my milk will be of good quality and produced in high volume when we aim for a, what we call, milk-night. Those nights are supposed to fulfill our special requirements as uninhibited as possible. Fortunately – I now say – they became scarce due to the tiring demands of the daily routine.

We use our vacations to make those milk-nights happen and retreat to our cabin in the mountains. The hut is located totally off the path. We enjoy nature, the calm of it, and we prepare undisturbed. It is the time when I increase my consumption of lecithin granules. I also bring a good supply of L-Arginine and then she treats me with all this organic foods to improve the taste of my cum and sure enough the volume of its production in my glands.

What to complain about then, you might wanna ask. Well, do you see the conflict emerging? I certainly like to serve her cravings, but I may be not as able to comply as I used to. And that increases her compulsion to consume my milk in every aspect mentioned.

When the special night has arrived, when she is in passionate heat for her fetish, she just demands her treatment, i.e. my milk, and I better deliver. I become her milk-producing bull, no less and no more.

And I developed fear of failure. Don´t worry, I will cum, I will do so big time, but my succeeding climaxes don´t pump the volumes they used to. If this becomes obvious I know she will be disappointed. And even worse, she will try to get what she wants. She will work my cock and balls and even my glands inside to force-induce successive ejaculations, even when I´m depleted. Or, to put it more correctly, she doesn´t show enough patience for a new build-up of my juices: I said it, she goes mad when she can´t have it as she likes it –she certainly lacks a decent mind in that situation.


Initially I´m in handjob-heaven, when she is perfectly edging me for the build-up (hardly keeping her patience), savouring our anticipation of me cumming multiple times. But soon enough follows the tough phase! As she grew insatiable, I had to calm her down the last time, when masturbatory actions tended to become uncomfortable for me. It´s a dilemma and it would grow.

…to be continued!

Cummon Fluidities

August 24, 2014

Semen is a unique and very special substance! A lot of my posts are dedicated to this kind of juice. Today I want you to take a closer look at the different basic fluidities it can escape you.

When male milk cums in abundance we can determine its specific fluidity for sure (a small volume supposedly almost always features thick mucous or gelatinous semen) and thus a variety can be experienced (due to different factors for secretion in the glands).

We know that semen-fluidity of a given guy is subject to change depending on circumstances during build-up, and it may even vary within one and the same ejaculation!

We basically find three distinct fluidities featured in (big) volumes of semen ejaculated:

  1. runny (thin)
  2. creamy (thick), and
  3. mucous (cohesive).

In an early poll I was asking: What is the texture of your milk? This is what you answered:

poll 04

The majority of the participants produces creamy semen followed by runny milk.

In a recent poll (ongoing while this post is published) I ask: Which texture of male milk do you just love? It is interesting how the results mirror the data in the poll shown above, yet notice the bold lead of the majority´s preference for creamy jizz!

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Let´s take a closer look at the three different textures/fluidities men commonly ejaculate in the order of their popularity!

This animated gif illustrates creamy, viscid semen:


It´s one of the final cum-pulses of the guy´s huge ejaculation (complete here). I consider this (and a slightly thinner fluidity) silky cream.

The next sample shows thin, runny semen:


The guy is shooting thin cum throughout his ejaculation (complete here). The gif presents one of his final jets as well. Notice the trickling of his juice from his wrist! I consider this „milk“, and rightfully so. The fluidity of his produce almost perfectly matches that of dairy milk.

The third sample represents slimy, cohesive semen:


Once again we observe one of the last spurts of the guy´s ejaculation and we clearly see the strong cohesiveness of his produce! His cum´s texture is closely related to that of precum. Note the puddles of jizz on his abs/chest from earlier ropes, it´s stuck there far from running (oozing) down. This kind of semen is so “solid“, you´d rather eat it instead of drinking it. – Personally I find this kind of fluidity (texture) intriguing to say the least!

But I love all of the displayed cum-fluidities in this post. And it is just great that most guys (their glands respectively) feature the ability to generate different cum-textures at times!

As for a clip of the complete ejaculation of the cohesive semen: I will present this truly awesome climax in a separate post soon. :-)

P.S.: Excuse the artifacts in the gif-displays, I lack technical knowledge for avoiding these…

Reel Fiction (8)

August 11, 2014

I haven´t had posted a Reel Fiction Story for a long time. This one still suits the recently completed series headlined Got Milk?

I got it all wrong! When I think back I only shake my head while grinning. I truly believed that the male nuts produced semen, which was collected and stored in the scrotum until release. This concept seemed so obvious, it was so brilliant, so convincing! Well, I was barely a teen then and what did I know?

I was a girl of just 11 when I gained interest in boys. Generally so and soon enough my curiosity turned to their sexuality. This was before the internet existed and information of this kind was based on rumors and accounts of friends and classmates (books which could answer these questions were not easily accessible). Biology classes were not yet due to teach us the workings of the male (or female) reproductive system.

My best source of information was my best friend and it all made so much sense what she reported to me in her first-hand accounts. She was two years older than me, quite premature, and dating a 15-year-old boy. It didn´t take long they engaged in sexual activities.

This boy must have been well endowed (for sure no little boy no more). My friend´s reports on what he revealed to her, how he behaved and how my friend experienced his genital reactions, were the hottest news and of very particular interest.

Since the boy, I think his name was Robert, Bob, – since Bob soon was expressing his desire to cum in phrases like that he needed to empty his balls or bust a nut so badly, I (and my friend in the first place) was sure that his semen was produced and stored down there. In addition to that we had heard that the stuff with which men could make babies came from the testicles in their scrotums. Well, capital mistake, we confused sperm with semen to begin with.

The days came (soon enough) when my friend gave Bob handjobs and thus had the chance to take closer looks at his genitals. She noticed that his sack appeared to be larger, somewhat puffed out in comparison to its state of non-arousal (my friend had seen him naked once in the bathroom some time before a non planned sexual encounter).

Big Scrotum jerk

A second observation later on in their sexual relationship was the fact, that Bob was shooting more cum the longer she played with his cock and scrotum before triggering him. This correlated, apparently, with a significant swelling of Bobs nutbag the longer she took her time to release him.

I was tremendously intrigued! I liked the thought that guys were able to produce a higher volume over time and that – as a result – their scrotums were getting bloated from the semen they collected in it before ejaculating. It was all so obvious and logical. This sure was the way males were working. My friend confirmed my thesis with what she observed at Bobs anatomy.

Her stories were hot and I longed to have a boyfriend for myself to verify and enjoy what she was telling me. Since my friend had developed a taste for semen and kept on reporting favourably about Bobs produce, I started to fantasize of having a lover who was able to shoot huge loads and who would grow a big and filled scrotum prior to his enormous releases.

This sexual phantasy was so powerful, that one night I had the most vivid dream of a man offering what I so deeply craved for: I was watching my (not yet existing) lover sitting on a sofa opposite of me. He said he wanted to show me what to expect when a man collected a huge load of semen in his scrotum and how awesome he was cumming when he emptied his filled nutbag then.


So he began jerking his penis with his right hand while holding his scrotum with his left hand, presumably pressing on it. His scrotum had the size of a grapefruit! After a short while he started cumming. He released torrents of his produce, it was incredibly hot! I felt the urge of being covered, well showered with his semen – his ejaculation was unbelievably huge and didn´t seem to end.

Eventually I woke up from having an orgasm!

I´ll never forget this beautiful dream, – it never occurred again, unfortunately. I listened to the stories of my friend, but since she and Bob began to fuck each other, the whole scrotum and cum-volume issue got out of focus, despite her love for jizz.

When we learned about the true anatomical circumstances of the male reproductive system I was kind of shocked a bit and disappointed. My beautiful and logic concept of the male seminal production and storage was all wrong, it was much more complicated than expected. And in sexual encounters one couldn´t „see“ no more how much cum a man had produced until he was due to spill it. – Well, this was all before I got sexually involved with a guy eventually. But I still love swollen balls and huge cumloads, and I am glad that men are capable of both, even though it´s not as glorious as it was in my dream.


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