An Excess of Wonders
I picked the title for this one because, FUCK, I had more than I probably should have. It was like a Thanksgiving feast of orgasms. I don't even KNOW how many times I ejaculated. I'm serious. Sometimes it gets hard to count between "Ok, are we going to call that a minute-long orgasm with one major and one minor squirty writhing peak, or do we count that as two?" So often, if somebody's milking my prostate while working my cock, you'll get multiple rolling peaks, between the ones that squirt and the ones that ooze. It's like one of those Churrascaria-style Brazilian restaurants where they keep coming up and saying sweet things like "More leg of lamb?" and I just have to have another bite, because you know he brought it back JUST for me. Plus, I get to eye-fuck him as he walks away in those cute pants, and I can smell him as he leans in to cut the sliver of delicious baby sheep. Anyway. I'm not even trying at this point. I have the good side, o...