I didn’t think men could squirt, then it happened to me [MF]

So, I’m not the best at describing when sexual stuff happens… At least to me. However, I discovered this Subreddit not long ago and thought about sharing it with me just to see if I was a freak of nature (something I truly suspected) or this has happened to others… and if then all subreddit members here confirm I *am* a freak, it could still be a good story to read for some of you.

Well, this has happened several times afterwards, but I will speak of the first time it happened to me: when my current girlfriend (whom I adore to bits and the feeling’s mutual) did something I thought was impossible: giving me,a boy, not just multiple orgasms, but multiple **squirting** orgasms that actually made me tear up and wet the bed (and that sweet, *sweet* body of hers ;P)

So back then, we had been together for around seven years already. I was in bed playing on my Xbox. At the time, I was 21. She was 23 and as a result, she was more experienced than me in bed. The first time we fucked was completely amazing. I had already known that, for some reason or the other, I had no such thing as a “refractory period”. It wasn’t like I trained for it —I was born that way—, I could ejaculate and I would *still* want more, and if I wanted, could get it in two minutes or, with vigorous stimulation, less than a minute. However, most after the first one were dry affairs. Sure, the sensation was better (it got progressively stronger) but they’d stop spurting out cum for obvious reasons.

My girlfriend, on the other hand, didn’t really “squirt”. She *gushes*. She could be only mildly aroused, not even close to orgasm, and if she’s naked, you can see the juice trickle down her pussy. She does it so easily that she mentions, she was mildly embarrassed when she was younger. I joked she had a “she-boner” and in a surprising turn of events, she found it hilarious. I really envied how wet she could get, even if it just felt a bit sexy and not that great, as unlike me, she couldn’t cum more than twice or thrice if she tried, whereas I’d be nearing a dozen in those instances.

However, the day *it* happened, was a completely different story. As I was saying, I was just done with my Xbox and in bed. My girlfriend, Luna, had gone biking with her friends in the mountains. I certainly wasn’t expecting her to return before nightfall and it was only 4:00 PM. However, I heard the front door closing, and jumped off the bed and headed for it.

“Luna?” I had called out, noticing there was no one in the kitchen.

I then headed straight back to my room. *”Must’ve been my head…*” I thought. After grabbing my controller, I pressed the button to unpause the game… and then I felt two set of warm hands cover my eyes.

“Want to play a different game babe?”

“Luna!” Of course it had been her. We loved these kinds of games.

When she removed her hands, I could take in how she looked. She was wearing a loose off the shoulder top and black biking short shorts, but she looked… different. She had always been beautiful, even to this day… but something about the perspiration glistening around her, its scent and the way her long blonde hair was even more tussled around than usual seemed to be turning me into an animal… and I then thought back to an article detailing how transpiration —even in humans— is a cocktail (pun fully intended) of sex pheromones. Hers were clearly hitting me as hard as they could.

She didn’t wait to take my loose shirt off me —leaving me only in a pair of camo brief boxers— and then removed her own shirt and shorts. I felt my jaw go slack. She had gone *biking* commando. I laughed at the idea.

“Girl, you’re truly a soldier, you know that?”

“If so, this soldier girl is ready to serve!” she beamed at me, then I saw her grab the remote, turn the TV off and push me into the bed.

Unlike in most relationships, I don’t go straight for the erogenous spots of a woman. I prefer to hold her head close to mine when we make out. Unlike most women, Luna was special: in a fortunate reversal of fortunes, she couldn’t keep her hands to herself.

So while I held her lips in place, I felt her hands go apeshit between my dick and nipples. It had only been three minutes, before I noticed the trail of juice dripping off her leg.

“You’re already soaked!” I said. “How do you do that?”

“I could show you, you know?”

Now, when a girl says ‘I could show you’ in a sexual context, you expect her to show you something involving *her*, but the lass didn’t play by the rules… and to her, ‘showing me’ read as ‘show you how it feels’.

So I wasn’t surprised when she pushed me down and started necking me, then went down further and sucked on my nipples. If there’s a female equivalent of a breast’s man (and I considered myself one), then she was one —sucking on mine as if they were the only source of water in a desert— and I could feel my toes curl and my own dick get wet as she pleasured my nubs with lips and fingers (and I’m getting horny writing this, fuck!).

Naturally, I was rock hard at this point, so she takes a break from my chest and heaves her own up, letting me see the perky double D tits that I loved to rub with my penis.

She took my dick out and started sucking on it. Her blowjobs are the best part. She’s like… legendary, at this sort of stuff. She could easily make me forget where I was whenever she sucked me and outright go incoherent when she made me cum this way. However, she went further this time, prolonging the act as she squeezed the base of my shaft, playing with the tip as my bone poked out of the fly of my underwear, pulling on the foreskin (intact here!) with her lips. It was agonizingly delicious to the point I could feel myself drooling involuntarily.

However, the kicker came as she got me close, but then squeezed down, played with the tip a bit, and went down on my again, edging me back and forth. Making me moan and purr like a cat.

She then paused briefly, took something from her drawer (she had the table and drawers on the left side of the bed and I got the right, closer to the bathroom) and I felt some pressure on my bum. I wasn’t the kind of dude who didn’t know about the prostate and stimulation, but I certainly was taken aback by her using a toy there. I was used to a finger.

However, as soon as I saw her smile like a devil and show me a pink little controller, I knew things would go south. She flicked a switch up and I had to grab to the bedsheet and squeeze my own pelvic floor muscles as much as I could not to cum right there.

She then returned to working me with her mouth, repeating the same pattern, but now with the irresistible allure of the prostate vibe going home on me as well. I keep gripping the bedsheets tightly as she keeps edging me, making me pant like a really tired dog. I looked at myself in the mirror on a mirror nearby —I was so flushed I looked almost scarlett —as if I had been sunburnt— and I could feel the heat all over my body, my erogenous points in open rebellion as her free hands still worked my nipples from time to time and the perspiration now coming from me.

“Luna, let me cum!” I demanded, feeling so much down there I could feel my eyes get damp. “Please…”

“Are you sure you want that?” she asked me mockingly, licking the tip of my dick some more. “Didn’t you want to wet the bed from your cum?”

“You can’t do that! I-I can’t!” Wrong answer.

The most important thing about this girl was that she was extremely competitive if it came to making people happy (and other women. Her jealousy manifested more in her doing something better than the other girls) so instead of letting me cum, she took it as a mission now.

And she got serious…

She squeezed down and started flicking her tongue back and forth just on the tip, letting it dip into the foreskin, almost letting the tip into it, then turned the bloody vibrator up until I could only groan and pant uncontrollably. The tears I had been holding finally trickled down my red cheeks and I could feel myself getting an insane urge to take a piss that seemed to come out of nowhere and was tied to my arousal —the obvious sign of a prostate orgasm— and I gritted down on my teeth so hard I swear I felt one of them crack.

She increased the vibe even more (I didn’t know it was possible) and my head trashed frantically in bed for a few more seconds as she sunk her lips down to the hilt of my erection (thankfully, I have very little hair down there) and I came into her mouth.

If I didn’t scream, it was because I had forgotten how to, but it felt so unreal I couldn’t believe myself. It seemed to drag on forever. The feeling of arousal, the insane foreglow of the buildup and everything in between wracked me like a ragdoll, expanding through my whole body like an earthquake, making my toes curl, my head bang against the bed and my grip on the bedsheets almost pull them off the bed itself, my own body and mind consumed by a fire that knew no limit and burned me whole.

When the sensation stopped and I opened my eyes again, I could see Luna: her face, especially her lips, full of spunk… but so was her hair, all the way to her lower back and some semen even pooled in the space between my legs in bed. Some had made it into her neck and some as far as my abs. However, this wasn’t the main event. That came only a minute later.

The sensation of the buildup here hadn’t gone away, and the vibe was still pounding my prostate, possibly demanding more, whereas Luna was still sucking on my dick, especially the side of it, and tugging on it with her other hand. Then I threw my head back and actually *howled* when the sensation hit me back with twenty times force and I hit the bed as I miraculously kept my eyes open to see how I came again, but this time, the fluid was misty and seemed lighter, coming out like water out of a hose and wetting the bedsheets, spraying everywhere and even washing some of my cum off her face. Yet Luna kept on stroking my dick as I trembled.

Even though I was spent, my body ached for another one, and I could feel it build through the previous orgasm as I saw Luna heft herself up so I could see her whole torso and her tits bounce, her hand tugging me furiously as, less than two minutes later —before my previous orgasm had completely gone away— I came even stronger, which I thought was impossible, and completely *drenched* her whole body from the pussy up, soaking it in my own sex juice.

I saw how she kept stroking me as I came but slowed when I was done rinsing her body with my fluids (and turning our bedsheets into a damp, sticky mess.

She removed the vibrator off and threw them aside.

“How wet can you get now, hot stuff?” she asked me in a seductive voice that finished melting me into the bed as she violated the virginity of my lips, kissing me in ways that I never thought could be dirty, obscene and outright *profane*.

Five minutes later, she hefted my still raging boner up to show me something incredible: a thick rope of precum dripping off it. She gave my dick a soft squeeze, which made me smile with the same contagious lust she radiated.

“Even though you already wet the whole bed, I get a feeling you have some more juice in you… care to ride it off cowboy?”

I didn’t need her to tell me twice.

I got up and she laid down as I ran my precum covered dick over her tits, making her giggle and making me horny as fuck before she closed her legs. I knew what she was getting into.

I laid my weight on her legs, like an actual cowboy, and used my new lubed up member to push into her tight insides. She rose to kiss me and her hands went for my nipples for the umpteenth time that night. Then her lips decided to suck on them again too as I moved into her and then moved out, allowing for her to start impaling herself into me as well. We both came after 20 minutes I think. Me first, as is usually the case for me.

Ever since then, whenever I get really horny, I will start gushing out as much as she does. And whenever she feels like bringing out the vibrators, I know she wants to soak the bed.

Naturally, she knows it’s going to be *me* who wets said bed. And well… maybe she will too… a bit.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hm06u4/i_didnt_think_men_could_squirt_then_it_happened