Hey, my name is Tobias, and I’m a bull. I’ve decided to start writing about my adventures in an ongoing series. I intend on this being somewhat of a resume, and I hope this either gets you hard, gets you wet, gets you to cum, or gets you to send me your application. Which of those matters not to me, but the thing that does matter is that you enjoy your reading session.
First things first, a little about myself. I’m 38 years old, 6-foot 2-inches tall, and weigh 190 lbs. I hit the gym 5 times a week. I’m not bulky, but my muscles are defined. Regardless of whether or not I go to the gym, I run 5 miles a day to help with my endurance. I have dirty blonde hair that runs just under my shoulders. Grayish-blue eyes and a goatee. I trim down my chest hair so it looks well-maintained, but I refuse to shave it. I’m a fucking man, not a boy and I present myself as such.
I eat a clean diet, and by that I mean, I mean everything I eat has 5 simple ingredients. Low salt, no preservatives, and no processed foods. I eat fruits and vegetables, especially the ones rich in zinc.
On the supplement side, I do my enhancers, natural of course. Pygeum, Maca, Saw Palmetto, Pumpkin seed extract, and on, and on. People underestimate the importance of the diet of a bull. We don’t aim to have loads that taste good or shoot far. Our goal is to have a load that is large, not too thick, and free of anything that would throw off the swimmers.
Yes, the goal is to impregnate, not to be swallowed. It is also worth noting that I have a self-imposed rule of no less than a week of semen retention, sometimes even up to 3 weeks; though that is quite rare as my services are in high demand and by my, with a 100 percent success rate I would have sired an estimated 22 children a year or 286 children in the 8 years I’ve been at it. The key is to make sure she cums at least twice. The first time can be anytime before insemination, and the second of course is after she’s been filled. It’s that second orgasm that really pulls the seed deep into their uterus.
What else…Ah yes, my cock. Flaccid, it’s five inches around and six inches long. While fully erect, it swells to seven and a half inches and six inches around. I was pretty young when I realized I could completely hide a tv remote behind my cock. It has a very slight upward curve that I use to my advantage. My cockhead swells much wider than my shaft and acts almost like a shovel as it catches the textures and folds of a cunt every time I withdraw. My frenulum runs down about an inch and a half down the underside of my shaft. Lastly, I have thick blue veins that run up and around my length adding just a little extra texture beyond the width of my cockhead. My balls hang low enough to slap across a woman’s clit when I fuck them doggy, which just so happens to be one of my favorite positions.
Well, now that I’ve painted that picture for you. Let us move on to the story.
This one goes back to when I had just started being a bull. I was popular through high school and college, so there was plenty of experience when I was approached by Shelley, an outside sales consultant focused on procedural optimizations. You know, the boring stuff.
Anyway, she and I had gotten drinks after one of her presentations. One thing led to another and we ended up at her hotel where we had fucked all through the night. As we had breakfast the morning after, she asked if I would want to make more cash than I was making at the office, doing something I was not only good at, but enjoyed. Of course, that sums up everybody’s ideal job.
“What is it?” I had asked.
She responded with just a single word, “fucking.”
My eyebrow raised with a grin before saying, “Tell me more.”
She proceeded to give the details, and requirements, finally giving me instructions to wait for her first call.
I put in for a voluntary suspension effective immediately, which allowed me to spend more time at the gym. This also guaranteed my position if things didn’t pan out. I was already fit, but I needed to step up my game and become an object of desire. At that time, I was one of those guys that kept his chest completely shaved. That was probably one of her harshest criticisms and I had started to allow my chest hair to grow the day Shelley and I had spoken about it.
Three weeks later, I got the first call from Shelley. I picked up the phone that she had provided me with.
“This is Toby,” I said.
“Are you ready for your first assignment?” she asked.
“Yea, Let’s fucking go,” I said with excitement.
“And like we had discussed, you haven’t cum?”
“Not once, and honestly, I’m horny as hell right now.”
“Good, now get a shower. Your ride will be there in an hour,” she said just before the call ended.
I stepped out of the hot shower and wiped the steam from the mirror looking at myself over. My heart raced with anticipation as I prepared myself, trimming up my beard and body hair. I tossed on my deodorant and a light cologne then pulled out the only suit I had. It was black, perfectly creased with a white button-up. I polished up my shoes and waited by the door for the inevitable knock.
The moment my watch hit 6:00 there was a knock on the door. When it swung open, there was Shelley. She looked at me and smiled in approval.
“Pretty studly, right?” I said with a small laugh.
“No, you look like a goddamn bull,” she said, correcting me. “You have your test results from yesterday?”
I nodded, holding them out, but instead of taking them, she shook her head. “They aren’t for me,” pausing for just a moment, “Let’s go.”
We walked to the limo that was parked out front and the rear door opened. Inside was a younger couple, I’d say in their early twenties. He looked like everything I was not, heavyweight, his hair was a mess and he wore thick glasses. She on the other hand was absolutely gorgeous. It wasn’t my place to judge, after all, they were asking for my service, but I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how they had become a couple. She was way out of his league. Then Shelley began to speak.
“Mason, Janelle, this is Tobias.”
I shook their hands and exchanged pleasantries, handing them the STD test results.
They nodded in approval and handed Shelley an envelope.
“Enjoy yourselves,” Shelley said, closing the door behind me.
The limo slowly pulled away and drove to a nice french restaurant about 15 minutes away. Despite my nervousness, it was a good time. We talked about everything under the sun. Sports, education, and aspirations along with a plethora of other topics. After dessert, the conversation took a turn.
I watched Mason finish his glass of water and he began to speak, “I’m, well, not the healthiest, strongest, or most attractive man on the planet. Janelle and I have been wanting a child for some time, but I just can’t have a child that may look like I did. The amount of bullying I had to endure through school is something I wouldn’t subject anybody to. Especially my own blood”
He paused for a moment before continuing on,” Shelley and the two of us go way back, so when she recommended using a bull, we couldn’t say no. I mean, look at her, who wouldn’t want to fuck her? But we wanted someone strong, handsome, and could really show her a good time.”
I watched the blonde squirm in her seat and her cheeks grew flush.
“So, I guess what I’m trying to say is…will you make us parents?”
I felt my cock begin to swell as I pretended to ponder the question.
“It would be an honor,” I said slowly lowering my head in a show of gratitude.
The two lifted themselves from the seat and I left enough cash for the meal and the tip on the table and began following the couple through the restaurant. Janelle began to hang back and took me by the hand. It was warm and a little sweaty, leading me to believe she was even more nervous than I was.
“This is going to be great, thank you for doing this for us Toby,” Janelle says, her brown eyes staring deeply into mine.
“I’ll make sure this is a night that you won’t forget,” I say with a warm smile.
We made our way to the limo, but instead of Mason taking the seat by Janelle, he took the seat I was in.
She leaned in against me, and I looked at Mason. He nodded.
“You know, Janelle has one of the sweetest pussies I’ve ever had,” Mason said with a smile, “Taste it and see.”
I ran my hand up the inside of her leg and she instinctively parted them, granting me easier access to the softest of flesh. My hand continued up over her inner thighs and beyond. I realized quickly that she wasn’t wearing any panties. My fingertips lightly brushed over her moist lips, causing Janelle to shiver as she closed her eyes. I pushed a finger deep inside her, collecting the wetness on my finger and bringing it to my mouth, sucking in and savoring her juices. Janelle moaned and rocked her hips.
“I said, taste it and see,” Mason said, grinning mischievously.
Taking his direction, I separated her knees wider and positioned myself before her on my knees, worshiping at Venus’ mound. I slowly ran my tongue up her slit as she dig her fingers into my hair and let out a gasp of pleasure. I kissed her lips, letting each smack of my lips pull her ever so slightly. I felt her juices against my chin as I sucked her clit into my mouth and teased her with a flick of my tongue. I breathed in her scent and ran my tongue between her lips once more.
“I said a taste, not devour her,” Mason said with a chuckle. “What did you think?”
I turned to Mason with Janelle’s juices gleaming around my mouth and said, “You’re right, she tastes sweet, like a fruit.”
I looked over her pussy before pulling her skirt back down, the thick white jelly that had formed was a sure sign of her ovulation. I sat back down by her side, my cock straining against the slacks, and ran my fingers lightly over her legs for the remainder of the car ride.
We pulled alongside a property with vine-covered walls and made a right-hand turn into the long driveway, revealing the massive house.
“Holy shit,” I said under my breath.
Mason chuckled and said, “You didn’t think she was with me for my looks, did you?”
I felt a tinge of guilt as I had asked myself that question upon our first meeting earlier in the day.
“I’d never think anything like that!” I said, hoping to mask the lie.
Mason just laughed until the car came to a stop outside the front doors.
The driver walked around, opening the door for us. Janelle grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car, obviously anxious about what was to come.
The three of us made our way upstairs and down a long hallway, entering the room to the right at the end.
“I’ll be in shortly, I just need to grab something real quick,” Mason said, turning away. “Don’t start fucking her without me!”
Up until today, I’ve never had anyone watch me fuck somebody else. There were some college parties where there was a room full of us in a drunken orgy, but we all pretty much were focused on what we were doing to bother watching anyone else.
I stepped back and took a moment to really take Janelle in.
“Turn around for me,” I said, taking control of the situation for the first time.
Like a good girl, she did as she was told. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a tight braid, and she too had large blue eyes similar to mine, but with a hint of turquoise. She was about five foot eight, with long toned legs. My guess is she weighed about 130 pounds, and most of that weight was distributed in her massive tits. She only wore a little bit of makeup, aside from her red lipstick and mascara, she had an otherwise natural beauty to her. She had freckles that lightly covered her cheeks and nose. I like freckles, it’s a shame most people cover them up. She wore black five-inch heels, a black skirt, and a maroon top that fit tightly, causing her breasts to push out from the top. She bit her lip and watched the open door until Mason entered with a camera.
“Okay, now that I have this, you may proceed,” Masons said, raising the camera at us.
I didn’t care about the camera, but my full attention was now on Janelle. I circled around her once, like a predator before placing my hand against the small of her back, pulling her toward me. I ran my hand up her side, over her breast, and lifted her chin upwards. I slowly brought my head towards her until our lips nearly touched.
I looked into her eyes, and said, “Kiss me.”
She closed her eyes and opened her mouth as her soft lips made contact with mine. She pushed her tongue into my mouth with her passion now set ablaze. I knew she could taste her juices as the flavor still coated my lips. Her tongue danced against mine, drawing in closer and pushing her body against mine. I ran my hands down her back, cupping her curvy ass in my hands, pulling her toward me tighter. My cock strained as I pushed my hips against her, and her eyes opened, gazing into mine feeling for the first time what was about to enter her. I took Janelle by the hips and spun her around, again pushing my cock against her, but this time against the small of her back. My hand ran down her top, over her stomach, and between her legs. She was still wet, but I needed her to cum. I pulled her shirt open, popping the threads of her buttons, revealing a red lace bra. I circled her again, taking in the soft flesh of her stomach and her breasts straining against the sheer fabric of her bra. I cupped my left hand over her ass, as I unfastened her bra with my right, setting her breasts free. Her rosy nipples contracted with the cool air, and I lowered myself down to take them into my mouth. I watched the goosebumps form over her chest as I lightly ran the length of my tongue over each nipple.
“I need to taste you again,” I said, looking up into her eyes.
I slowly spun her around once more, and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor leaving her completely exposed to my will. With my hand on her lower back, I guided her onto the bed, laying her down face up. I positioned myself once more between her legs and lifted them up over my shoulders as I lowered myself down again. I pressed my fingers inside as my tongue thrashed over her clit…no, this clit was mine…for now. I gave it attention as I imagined her neglected cunt had never had, and as I sucked her clit into my mouth, I felt her pussy squeeze around my finger.
“Oh!” she squeaked in surprise.
She lifted her head and watched, peering through the gap of her breasts as I twisted my fingers inside, and lapped at her clit.
“Fuck!” she screamed, and I felt the pulsing of her cunt against my fingers.
She was close, and I licked up the thick white cream that flowed from within her.
My eyes locked into her gaze, as I pulled away just long enough to issue the command, “cum for me.”
Her hips began to shake violently as the contractions of her cunt squeezed around my fingers in quick intervals. Her cum was sweeter than she was before and I greedily sucked it into my mouth, swallowing it down. I reached out, taking her by the hands and pulled her upright, and kissed her again.
“Good girl,” I said, turning her around and forcefully pushing her chest down against the bed.
I kicked at her heels, widened her stance, and slammed my cock into her.
She screamed in a way that was filled with surprise, shock, pleasure, and pain as I pinned the head of my cock against her cervix with a single thrust. She lifted herself onto her elbows as I placed one hand on her waist, the other, grabbing a hold of her braid. The first few thrusts were slow, allowing her to feel my length penetrate, spread and caress her inner walls.
Pulled out, leaving just the swollen head of my cock inside her.
“Janelle, I want you to feel every thrust, every pulse, every drip of precum. Do you understand?” I said.
“Mmm-hmm,” Janelle said with a whimper.
I took my cock in hand, the other still gripped around her hair as I pulled myself out entirely, and spread her again at entry. Every thrust was slow, calculated, and deliberate. Every time I did this, she was able to feel the entirety of my cock, head to base. My pace quickened as her screams became louder every time my tip kissed her cervix, my balls slapping against her clit.
“Don’t you fucking cum yet,” I told her, increasing my pace further.
Now both of my hands were on her waist as I used her like a cock sleeve, fucking in and out, bouncing her over my entire length. Her screams grew louder, quicker.
“Fuck, fuck, I need to you cum in me, please cum in me,” she said, pleading.
“Don’t you cum.”
“I want your cum, please, I need it,”
“Feel it, feel me,” I said, thrusting as fast as I possibly could with my long, forceful strokes.
Her cunt became more slippery as I felt the flow of precum pour into her.
“Oh my God, Yes! Please! Please!,” she said, feeling my cock swelling inside her.
Finally, I pulled her back hard against me, burning my cock deep inside, my cock tensed, holding myself on the edge as long as possible.
“Please,” came a whimper.
I held her in place, and my balls began to throb.
“Please!” she repeated in desperation.
“What do you want?” I said as my cock strained, holding back my imminent orgasm.
“I want a baby, I need a baby, I want your baby, let me feel you cum,” she was now begging.
Her begging caused me to lose control and the muscles of my cock came alive. Jet after jet, my hot, sticky cum poured into her, as I pulled myself even deeper. She cried and her legs began to shake.
“Don’t you fucking cum until I say you can cum,” I said, in a forceful, demanding voice.
The contractions of my cock, slowed as now I felt my orgasm wane. The jets of warm fluid became a steady trickle.
“What do you feel?” I asked, allowing her a moment to compile her thoughts.
With struggling breath, she began to describe, “It feels so hot, I can feel you pushing against me, it almost hurts. It feels like you’re splitting me open. I can feel the muscles of your cock tensing, I feel, oh God,” she struggles coming up with the words.
“Feel me, fuck our baby into you,” I said as I began thrusting inside her once more beginning myself back to the edge.
“It feels so good, I need to cum, please!”
I gave her one last thrust, pushing my cum deep into her and with my base surrounded by her lips, I finally gave her permission.”
“Janelle, cum for me.”
All of the tension, the pressure, and the build from inside her was set free, and I felt the walls of her pussy contract around me. Pulsing, milking, pulling the cum from me once more. I pushed in deep one last time, I pulled her upward, back against me, and lightly bit down on her neck. The smell of sex filled the room, and my fingertips caressed downward from her neck, trailing down between her breasts and finally pressing against each side of her clit as twitched between the gentle pinch of my fingers until our orgasms subsided. I felt the remaining slow trickle of cum drain into her as I began to soften inside her.
“How do you feel now?” I whispered into Janelle’s ear.
“I feel…” she took a moment to think of the right word to say, before finally completing her thought, “I feel full.”
“Good,” I said as I slowly lowered her chest back down onto the bed. I reached under her, pulling her legs to the side, and rolled her over onto her back. I felt an unfamiliar sensation as she rotated around my cock. Finally, when she was positioned on her back, I lifted her legs back over my shoulders, remaining inside her.
“Mason, can you grab a couple of pillows?” I said as I motioned to the back of the bed.
I turned to look at him only to realize one hand was on his camera, the other around his cock, held over a small wet spot on the ground with a glistening thread of cum dripping onto the ground beneath him.
“Sure, thing,” he said, waking his naked ass over to the headboard and gathering up a few pillows.
I lifted Janelle’s hips up higher, and told Mason, “Two under there.”
He slid the pillows underneath her, and his eyes widened as he caught a closeup view of our union. His mouth opened wide after seeing how tight I made her cunt look. I slowly pulled my cock from her, scooping the cum that I had pulled out with my cock head, and deposited it back inside.
“If you don’t mind, I’m going to have a quick shower and will be taking off. I’ll leave you two alone.”
I made my way to the shower, which had a direct view of the couple, and I watched the two of them cuddle together and ultimately fall asleep.
Thank you so much for reading this and I sincerely hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed reliving the moment. That was the first time I had cum back to back. There was just something special about my new job that gave me new energy. I was no longer stuck in the mundane and gave my life a new purpose. I have plenty of more stories…if you’re willing to listen.
Oh, one last thing, before I forget. They decided to name our child Tyler.
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