A couple of weeks went by, and Josh and I more or less returned to our usual life, except, of course, for sex. Nothing extracurricular, but he was absolutely a different person in bed. Our fucking went on for much much longer, and that brand new rock hard 15 inch penis would stay hard for hours as he fucked my ass, fucked my pussy, and even fucked my mouth and throat. And it was wonderful. I never thought I could enjoy such a humongous penis so much. Really, more than anything else, I wonder how I ever lived without it. I could never go back to 5 1/2 inches of ‘nice cock’. This mega penis was so superior in every way.
And even more, when we would fuck, I would whisper in his ear how amazing he was, how Josh had become such a mega man. How he was the stud every woman dreams of. That my manly, HUNG, cocksucking husband was the kind of stud women dream about, that kind of male model fuck stud that makes women watch gay porn movies, dreaming about a gorgeous man who could fuck her with a massive cock while he sucks a long thick fat erect penis as she watches, filling his mouth and throat, his sexy wet lips stretched wide and sliding up and down the shaft just above her face while he pounds her pussy with his own rock hard man meat.
It was as if Josh had stepped out of a gay porn movie into our bedroom and was fucking me all the time now, fulfilling all of my dirty gay pornstar dreams.
And so for at least another two or three weeks after his first experience, that is how we spent all of our time together.
Well, not all of our time. We still did other things like going to the park or riding our bikes or going on long walks. We would go shopping together and to movies.
But once we got home, and once I started whispering in his ear how much I wanted his big, beautiful penis buried in my tight little asshole, once I whispered how I’d love to watch him sucking another man’s cock for me, it was off to the races. And again we would fuck and fuck like animals, fucking for hours. He would explode and shoot quarts of cum all over my body, my face and in my hair. And frequently I could re-aim, ‘adjust fire’, shooting his cum into his own face and mouth. That was my favorite. Seeing his face dripping in cum, hot white honey-cum pouring down his cheeks and neck.
I knew eventually we would bring in another partner, another guy to join us. And I knew he was looking forward to it. He didn’t mention it much, and I think that’s just a holdover from his avowed heterosexuality. This is still very new for him, it’s not like he has a lifetime of craving cock. And maybe he was concerned that I would think he had actually become gay. So I wanted to make sure I was reinforcing how hot and sexy he was and how much it turned me on seeing him covered in cum, sucking a man’s cock, swallowing cum and even drinking his hot piss, straight from the source, a huge cock buried in his throat and filling his stomach with cum and piss. I reassured him that nothing has turned me on so much of my life. Reminding him of this as he fucked me, whispering into his ear how much of a turn on it is that he does all that for me. I wanted him to remind him to feel confident that he was still my man. That I still loved him, and that he was my sexual fantasy, he was my porn!
And that is when opportunity knocked. Or should I say texted followed by a call.
Kayla wanted to know what kind of an update I could give her on the research at our lab. And if I had gone ahead and tried the therapy on Josh. It was killing her not to know, and when I checked my email I realized I had missed at least a few from her wondering if I had fallen off the planet. What’s up with Josh? When are you going to call me?
So I did.
“Kayla! You’re going to love what I have to tell you!”
“NOOO!!!! You did it, didn’t you??!!”
“Yes I did!”
“And?”
“Yes he is!”
“GAY? You really turned him GAY?!”
“NO! Not gay. But bi. He’s definitely at least bi. Or as Hollie kept telling him, he was now ‘Homoflexible’. I guess that’s sort of like heteroflexible except it means he’s going to be leaning more and more into his passion for cock. But yeah, he’s definitely at least bi. And his penis is almost triple the size from when we started. It’s a solid 15 inches, may be a little bit bigger. I haven’t measured it lately. We’ve been having way too much fun for me to stop and measure his cock. But it might even be a little bit more than 15 inches.”
I knew Kayla was eating this up. Probably pretty jealous that she didn’t study science more in school. She could have been in the laboratory watching all these hot guys go from straight to bi to maybe even gay. And their cocks growing to massive lengths and thicknesses. She’s pretty much like me, a total perv, and could spend her whole life just playing with big dicks and fucking sexy bisexual men. But that’s not her real life at all. Let’s face it, it’s only a fantasy for most women, but maybe that’s going to change istanbul travesti if Hollie is correct and this leads to products that can go on the market. Women would spend a lot of money buying it, and encouraging their men to go bi for them.
“Is Hollie the same person as Dr. Griffiths?” Kayla asked.
“Yes, she has been helping me with the therapy at home with Josh. She’s a much more enthusiastic supporter of this than I expected. Before I even started this, I was afraid I’d get in trouble. I have a funny feeling Hollie really enjoys the side effects from this ‘circulation improvement’ drug. It’s proven to be so much more, and definitely taps into her personal sex drive. So she has been providing me with a lot of advice and support. And she even came over and personally administered therapy directly to Josh, and telling him from now on he would be Homoflexible. That she wants him to be Homoflexible.”
“Wow! Christina, it’s official, you have the best life of anybody I know. But now I’m kind of curious. I don’t know, maybe it’s too soon, but from what I’m hearing, you might be interested in something. You remember Amy, cute girl from the dance clubs? I used to think you and her had something going on. She’s actually getting married and we’re throwing a bachelorette party for her. I don’t know if it’s okay to ask this, but I know the girls want male strippers to perform at the party. What do you think, any chance Josh would consider being one of maybe two or three male strippers?”
I had to think about that for a second. “You know, Kayla, Josh has never been an exhibitionist exactly, yet in the bedroom he totally comes alive. Especially since he started the therapy. I really don’t know. I’ll ask him. I think it’s a pretty hot idea. I’d love to see him all naked, performing in front of a bunch of crazy cheering women at a bachelorette party. I’d love to see the jealousy on their faces as they see how big and beautiful his penis is, how sexy and erotic he is.”
“Oh, I can tell you, Christina, there’ll be plenty of jealousy in that room. I’m imagining there might be around 25 to 30 women, mostly girls you would know from the clubs. Most are bisexual, some are 100% lez, but show them a big hard cock and they can forget all about pussy for a few minutes. They’ll definitely be amazed. I can’t wait to see it. I really do hope Josh says yes.”
“Kayla, I wonder, do you know where the other strippers are coming from? Are these professional male strippers?”
“I have no idea. So far everything is just in the idea phase. But I’ll ask. Probably nobody has even hired anybody yet. I’m not even sure where to go. All the strip clubs I’m familiar with have female strippers. Hell, if it were my bachelorette party, I’d want female strippers!”
“Well …” I said, “let me see what I can find out. From what I have seen in our research so far, there are quite a few super cute guys who were volunteers for the study that would probably be perfect. They’re not professional strippers, but they would definitely be hot. All of them will have huge cocks, and I suspect would be willing to put on a pretty hot show for the girls. You know what I mean?”
“FFFUUUCCCKKKK!!! Yes, please see what you can find out. Get back to me when you learn anything. Oh my gosh, this could be so amazing.”
I hung up with Kayla and decided to explore this once I got to the lab and could hint around with a few of the other researchers.
At work things were pretty busy. Hollie was nowhere to be found, and I learned it’s because she was working on variations on the drug and the therapy. One variation would be to create a penis sex lubricant that would be used to aid masturbation, but also with the drug in the lube it would immediately be absorbed into the penis, as well as directly into the bloodstream, and make the growth of the penis apparently … faster? At least that’s the idea.
Also, Hollie wanted to look into more kinds of sensory stimulation that would compel a straight man to feel more and more obsessed with penis. She really loved this. Getting men completely hooked on cock. So I knew I would not see her around much today.
At lunch I sat down with three other women from my area in the lab who I had overheard chatting during the day about how impressive the test results had been, and how the volunteers were all so willingly converted to bisexuality.
Lauren, the youngest researcher in our group, could not get over how well the research results had turned out. She mentioned that her boyfriend was 100% straight, but that she had hinted many times she would love it if he would open up and relax, and may be put on a show for her like what she had often done for him.
Like most women in her peer group, Lauren was bisexual and had explored lesbianism extensively in college. She was even in a sorority known for having only the very hottest, sexiest girls on campus and all bisexual — in fact, many just totally istanbul travestileri lesbian. You didn’t join that sorority unless you absolutely loved the taste of pussy.
And yet she had maintained a desire for cock when she needed cock. Her boyfriend, like most guys, probably felt like he had struck gold when he got to watch her going down another girl. Sometimes she included him in three-ways, even four-ways with two other girls. Other times he could only sit back and jack off while he watched her in the middle of a pile of sexy hot girls having delicious sweaty lesbian sex, right before his eyes. Like being the director on a porn set, directing a lesbian video, except it was real and right there in front of him. His own girlfriend, diving in, eating pussy, making out and kissing other girls. Everything every typical guy loves. But reciprocate? He was pretty stubborn on that point. No fucking way. And she was getting frustrated. If this was just going to be her satisfying all of his fantasies, nothing about him playing into her wicked desires, is this really going to be a long-term relationship?
“So … “, I asked her, “are you thinking about taking home some of the penis enhancement drug and copying the video files to try and get him going on the therapy?”
“Fuck yeah!” Lauren replied with plenty of enthusiasm. “I’ve been thinking about it long and hard. No pun intended, girls! Or maybe absolutely intended!! At any rate, I’ve definitely thought about it. And I realize it’s already going on around here. Am I jealous? Just a little bit! I keep thinking about it and wondering if I should or not. But yeah, I’m definitely leaning that way. I don’t want to wait until this drug hits the market. That could be a long time from now. But I wouldn’t mind seeing him being a little bit more heteroflexible.”
“You mean HOMOflexible, don’t you? That’s how Dr. Hollie describes it” I said.
Lauren’s eyebrows went up a little, and she smiled. “OK, I wouldn’t mind seeing that. Fine, I’d like him to be a little more homoflexible. But he’s got to still want me. I’m not eager to give him up to the hundred-percent gay crowd just yet. I want his penis bigger, and I definitely want him doing man on man stuff for me.”
Everyone kind of giggled a little, and there was a lot of nodding ‘yes’ around the table. Pretty obvious this was a universal desire among these ladies. I don’t think it’s surprising. Most women today, especially younger women, have very strong sexual desires around being loved and fucked and paid attention to by multiple well hung men … and the men fully engaging with each other, not just her. Women want to be fucked while their man is being fucked in the ass, or while he’s sucking cock, or both! It’s just such a fucking turn on. So obviously more and more women are turning on to these fantasies. I think that’s certainly why more women watch gay male porn than men do.
Eventually, I tested the waters on my curiosity as to where I might find a couple more willing men to be strippers at a bachelorette party. Looking at the other girls, I tried to guess who I should ask. Or maybe just ask the group?
So I just blurted it out.
“Girls, does anyone know any strip clubs around here that feature male strippers? I know with all the things we’ve been talking about you might think I already knew. But I don’t. I have no idea.”
Sophia, a couple of years older than me, roughly 30, with beautiful straight black hair pulled back in a professional, tight bun and sexy Mediterranean olive skin and firm medium breasts, looking every bit like an Italian model, hadn’t said anything yet. But from the expression on her face, she clearly loved everything she was listening to.
“I went to a bachelorette party at a male strip club a couple of years ago. But it wasn’t anywhere around here. It was in southern Florida, not too far from Miami. And it was hot. All the dancers were Latin males, sexy as fuck. And it was one of those clubs where they get totally naked, not just down to a G string. With enough cheering and enough tips, you could get them to go further. We were able to get a couple of the guys to drop to their knees and put on blowjob shows on super well hung studs. I’m not kidding. They were right near us at the edge of the stage. We were just a few feet away, so we could see everything up close as those beautiful guys gave amazing blowjobs.”
Avery, a knockout blonde who, like me, had small but firm sporty boobs and a very athletic runners body, her jaw just dropped. “FUCK! Are you fucking kidding me? I’d kill to see that. Where the fuck was that? Do you remember the name of the club? I visit friends in Miami all the time. Nobody ever told me about that place!”
Yeah, I’m not sure that everybody knows about it. Six nights a week it’s a gay strip club. But it has a ladies night. And that’s when usually they have bachelorette parties. That’s when we were there. Ask your friends travesti istanbul about a place called, The Service Station.”
“Well, fuck, this is Southern California, this is LA, we must have clubs like that here somewhere. I guess I need to start doing a little more outside research. Everything I’ve been researching has been here in our laboratory.”
The girls all laughed and nodded along, agreeing with her sentiment.
“Well,” I said, steering the topic back to my original question, “where does any one think I can find male strippers here? I agree, there’s got to be a club like that. I’ve got a bunch of girlfriends who are going to have a bachelorette party. But not at a club. It’s probably going to be at a beach house. I was asked if my husband, Josh, could be one of the strippers. I think what they’re hoping is that I can find two more guys like Josh who may have gone through the penis enhancement and therapy, and might put on a little more of a show?”
Sophia jumped back in. “I’ll tell you what, among the researchers here, at least a handful have already taken this home and applied it to their husbands and boyfriends. I have to think you can definitely find at least another one or two guys among them. I’ll ask around and see who might be interested. But brace yourself, once I start asking around, these women are going to want to be at that party. Do you think your friends will mind? I mean, holy fuck, to see your husband performing live in front of an audience, getting all naked, hot and sweaty, and then maybe fucking other men, sucking cock in front of everybody? Way too fucking hot not to get to see your husband being spit roasted by a couple of super well hung studs.”
Again, everybody laughed, kind of a combination of nervous laughter — laughter at how bluntly she was saying it, just coming right out and saying what we were all thinking, and kind of a laugh of agreement.
I told Sophia that I would appreciate any help she can give me. And she promised to get back to me as soon as she could. Something tells me she will be the first name on that added guest list! Who knows, maybe she’ll be bringing her husband!
At home that night I didn’t bring this up with Josh. But we did jump into bed pretty quick after both of us were home. And we did fuck like animals.
Yeah, this might begin to sound boring to anybody else (really???!) but can you ever get tired of a 15 inch cock rocket buried in your ass, fucking your tight little asshole for half an hour, then pulling out and you taking it into your mouth and down your throat? Sucking that big, beautiful penis, feeling his hot cum blasting down my throat? Sooooo fucking good!! A big, beautiful, delicious rock hard penis, bigger than anything I’ve ever dreamed of, just over 15 solid inches and thick with a big flared mushroom shaped head, the head all smooth and shiny with a bluish-purple glow, looking like it could split open from how hard it was, buried into my wet pussy and fucking the hell out of it. I guess I just don’t get tired of it. It feels so amazing, and he makes me cum over and over. I’ve always been multi-orgasmic, but he has raised that to a brand new level. He’ll make me cum easily five or six times in one night. And the whole time I’m telling him how hot he is, how he is the hottest sexiest man I’ve ever seen. How I love my cocksucking porn stud husband. And every time I call him a cocksucker he just gets harder and fucks me with more intensity.
We fucked for a couple of hours until we finally collapsed in complete exhaustion. He had cum like a fire hose again. I can’t believe how much he has stored up in those balls of his. His balls are pretty normal sized, proportionate to his huge cock. I’m not sure if they exactly grew, although they do seem a tiny bit bigger than before. But my goodness, he produces so much cum it’s like he has another set of balls buried somewhere up in his body cavity. I don’t know, that sounds pretty stupid I guess, but I have no idea where all that cum is cumming from.
Kayla called and I brought her up-to-date. She was pretty excited at the potential. She confirmed Amy’s bachelorette party would be at a big beautiful beach house just north of Santa Monica. And that there was an outdoor area with a pool, and high privacy walls on both sides so that anyone could be doing anything and not worry about being seen by nosey neighbors. The only area that was open was the area facing the ocean. So anybody happening by on a late night beach walk would probably be treated to an unexpected show. They might just think it’s a bunch of loud, laughing cheering women, but if they look long and hard enough, they will see some male entertainment as well. But that’s still in the planning phase. Kayla was just glad to know that I was working on delivering male strippers. Particularly male strippers that had been through the penis enhancement and therapy.
I let her know that Sophia from the laboratory would give me whatever news she had as soon as she had it. Maybe in the next few days? Kayla said she couldn’t wait, and she was going to keep her fingers crossed.
I headed back to bed again and now Josh was a little more alert, less groggy from the after sex glow. I thought maybe I could just go ahead and ask him now.