[MFF, Short] Thanksgiving

It’s your sister. You know I’ve always wanted her, and as she sits across the table from us at the family Thanksgiving dinner, you catch me making eyes at her. I feel a foot press against mine, and I don’t know if it’s yours or hers, but I press back. You reach into my lap and feel my hard cock, and then she winks at me and I know that there are plans in place that I’m not aware of.

Later we’re up in the room that we’re staying in for the weekend, the same one you used to sleep in as a teenager. We’re laying on the bed and we start to fool around. Once we’re naked, you drop down to the foot of the bed and start sucking on my cock. Quietly, the door opens and your sister slips in, naked. Your increased fervor tells me that you know she’s there, but you don’t acknowledge her. She’s a sight to behold, standing at the foot of the bed, sweat glistening off her skin. She watches you blowing me, and then starts touching herself. It’s too much for me to handle, and I shoot load after load of hot cum into your mouth and down your throat.

[M, Solo] Being Watched

I’m such a loser, I thought. Here I am at 20 years old, and still a 0 on the org meter (the public number above my head that told how many orgasms I’ve been responsible for) . I think I’ll go masturbate, at least bump up someone else’s number. My favorite spot to jerk off was in the woods, as I’m a little bit of a closet exhibitionist. I hiked deep into the woods to make sure I was alone, then I took off my clothes, loving the feeling of being naked outdoors. My 9″ was already hard with the breeze blowing against it and the sun shining down through the trees. I leaned back against a cool rock and let nature wash over me, when all of a sudden I heard a ding come from above my head. I looked up and sure enough, my org number had gone from 0 to 1. I immediately looked around, wondering if someone could see me, but I didn’t see any sign of life. Maybe I had a crush that was thinking about me. Or maybe it was just a mistake. I resigned myself to the latter, and started rubbing myself. All of a sudden it dinged again. Then again. Before I knew it, I was in the double digits. Then triple. Some how, some way, people must be able to see me right now. That was the only explanation. I knew I wasn’t bad looking, I was just shy. And I knew I had an abnormally large penis, just nobody had seen it. Until now. The thought of that sent tremors of shock running through my body. My number was now in the thousands, and I knew that right then, that many people were staring at my naked body and watching me masturbate. And pleasuring themselves. Because of me! The idea almost made me shoot my load right then, but I knew I had to perform for my audience. I was now over 10,000 and was thinking how amazing it would be to hit 100,000 when it did. I felt the stirrings of an orgasm start to well up inside of me, but knew I could hold on a little bit longer. I watched the numbers rise; 400,000, than 600,000, than 800,000, than 900,000. As it hit a million I could not hold on any longer and with a loud yell shot a huge stream of cum into the air in what was the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. I knew that right then, over a million people had orgasmed with me, and the feeling was incredible. Not really knowing what to do, I took a slight bow, then proceeded to get dressed. As I walked out of the woods, my org number now at over 1.2 million, I knew things would never be the same. Next goal, a billion.

Bank Robbery (MF, Forced, Public)

The last thing I wanted to do today was stop by the bank. It was the end of a long day at work and I just wanted to go back to my apartment and veg. But work had messed up my direct deposit and if I didn’t get that check deposited today it would mess up my bill pay; so here I was, fifth in line at the Wells Fargo. At least the scenery was nice, I thought. The bank was near a college so there were always some nice co-eds to look at while I waited.

“EVERYBODY FREEZE!!!” Oh shit, I thought, as everyone started screaming. Four big men with ski masks on had come through the door yelling and waving guns in the air. It was a takeover robbery, and I was stuck right in the middle. The one at the front had yelled the command, and he seemed to be the one in charge. “If everybody does exactly as we say,” he went on, “everyone will leave here today in one piece. We’re here for everything we can get, and we don’t want anybody hiding things or trying to sneak a phone call to the cops, so I’m going to need you all to take off your clothes.” The bank went silent as everyone gaped at the robber. After a moment of silence, everyone seemed to start talking and protesting at once.