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Chapter 15
"DUUUUUUDE!! I cannot stop thinking about his juicy ass. I wanna fuck him like the little bitch he is. Every time he blows me, I feel hornier instead of satisfied. I need to bend this bitch over soon, or I will go crazy."
Taylor and I are in my room. We are four days and ten blowjobs (two each on day one, and then one per person per day) into Joshie's fourteen-day trial. Instead of enjoying all the excellent head that Blow-Josh is happily providing, Taylor is apparently losing his mind over the ass-fucking that is not yet happening. He is pacing back and forth inside my bedroom while I finish my latest masterpiece on my laptop.
I speak up to get Taylor back to just his base level of being worked up due to horniness.
"Dude. Calm the fuck down for a minute. Let's look at the big picture here. We are about two months in, and our Superhero, Micro-Peep, is demonstrating his awesome superpower, giving blowjobs to completion on the daily. Trust me, I wanna get inside his little ass-pussy hole too, but we gotta stick to the plan dude. There are some incremental steps we need to take, or he is going to bolt."
Taylor stops pacing as he processes my words. He responds, sounding a bit calmer than before.
"Dude, I know we need to work the plan. What I am saying is that we can accelerate it. Our bitch may be great at sucking dick, but he is not good at telling us no. We can get inside that juicy pussy ass way sooner than we originally thought if we push a bit harder."
I decide not to take the obvious "pun intended" bait with the "pushing harder" bit.
Taylor has a point. Josh has not stood up for himself even once, even though we have done a bunch of shit to him that he did not agree to in advance. Actually, we have escalated things just about every time we have had an interaction with him, and he has yet to tell us to stop.
I respond to Taylor.
"Dude, you are 100% right. With that said, we are still in agreement that before we pop his little cherry, we are going to teach him to swallow our jizz properly, correct?"
While Blow-Josh has been giving us these long and fantastic blow jobs for the past days, he has continued to catch our loads in plastic cups so that he can consume them with a mixer of some sort. Taylor and I agreed some time ago that the logical next step is for our bitch to start swallowing our loads right as we cum, instead of this annoying jizz-in-a-cup approach.
Taylor agrees wholeheartedly.
"Yeah dude, that is the logical next step for sure, and I think we need to make that happen sooner rather than later."
I grin.
"Dude, you ask, and I deliver. Check out what I wrote up earlier today when you were enjoying your daily cock caressing from tiny weewee."
Taylor stops pacing and grabs my laptop. He starts reading.
"Dear Hopeful Grower. We are contacting you today to share some newly discovered information that is extremely relevant to your situation. There is new research related to natural Human Growth Hormone harvesting. While these new findings result from relatively small studies, they are compelling enough to share with you."
Taylor calms down. I see a mix of curiosity and excitement on his face. He reads on.
"First, we would like to share the results of a small but very high-quality study from the Netherlands. Scientists at the University of Amsterdam recruited a total of fifty subjects. Forty-eight of them identified as male, and two of them identified as non-binary. All fifty volunteers were penis-havers and able to produce sperm."
Taylor grins and keeps reading.
"The subjects agreed to cease ejaculating for a seven-day period, other than a once-per-day, supervised ejaculation at the University's facilities. While there, subjects were instructed to mature their loads for at least twenty minutes. After ejaculation, the scientists isolated a small portion of the ejaculate and assessed the Human Growth Hormone levels in the sperm immediately after harvesting."
Taylor is reading fast now. I can tell that he is picking up on the fact that this is leading in a positive direction.
"The rest of the sample was saved and then used to test the influence of certain environmental factors, such as exposure to oxygen, as well as the effect of foreign agents, including some of the materials that you have used as "mixers" for your Human Growth Hormone ingestion. Agents tested included dairy products and protein drinks."
Taylor's expression has started to change from curious to excited.
"The Dutch researchers found mild to severe sample degradation in every single substance they studied. Dairy-based products did by far the worst. Some of the yogurts that were tested reduced active Human Growth Hormone levels by 50%. Protein shakes did not fare much better. On average, mixers reduced the amount of active hormone by a third."
Taylor smiles broadly. He knows good writing when he sees it. I think I may have done my best work with this message so far, and I am glad Taylor seems to agree.
"We share these results to enable you to make an informed decision about continuing the use of mixers. Although the Dutch study is relatively small, the findings are compelling. Every single sperm sample that was studied experienced a rather large decrease in Human Growth Hormone quality when mixers were introduced.
Based on these outcomes, our professional advice is that you discontinue the use of mixers immediately. If you are not able to take in your Human Growth Hormone donations without mixers, you should consider adding at least two additional donors so that you will double your actual intake."
Taylor looks up.
"Dude, Blow Josh is going to lose his little cocksucker mind when he reads this. He's been eating our jizz for weeks now without really having to taste it. Bitch is going to have a freaking heart attack when he reads this."
I respond to Taylor, hiding my excitement about him loving my writing this much.
"Technically, he has tasted some of our precum here and there. In fact, I fed him some of mine, and he did not protest at all. He swallowed it like the good little cum-guzzler he is."
Taylor's eyes are glossing over as he responds to me. I can tell that he is fucking Josh's face hard in his mind right now. Or blowing his load deep inside his throat.
"Dude, I may need to wank off before I let Josh suck me today. This is making me so fucking horny. I don't think I will last more than five minutes."
I laugh out loud. I love that I can have this effect on my best bud through my writing. Before Josh came into the picture, I sometimes fantasized about doing something like this with Taylor. Taylor is super smart, but he adores me so fucking much, it makes him gullible. I am too busy training Josh right now to do anything with Taylor, but if I ever get bored with Blow Josh, I may need to plan some best-bud mind control to my resume.
Taylor continues reading the message.
"There are several approaches to discontinuing the use of mixers.
Option one is an evidence-based and easy-to-implement strategy that will assist you in transitioning away gradually from the use of mixers. The strategy is called Systematic Desensitization. It treats phobias, such as irrational fear of flying, spiders, or birds. The strategy gradually exposes the person with the phobia to more and more fear-provoking situations. It teaches them to use relaxation techniques to deal with the fear reactions."
Taylor's eyebrows go way up as he reads this. I jump in.
"Dude, I got that from Google in about thirty seconds. I did not come up with that term myself."
Taylor smiles.
"I had a feeling. You're a smart dude and all, but that's kinda next level."
He continues reading out loud.
"This approach might help you to gradually get used to the taste of cum. You have already taught yourself to eat cum with a large amount of yogurt or another mixer. The next time you harvest a load from your donor, cut the amount of mixer in half. Use half a cup of yogurt instead of an entire one. If you manage to consume the ejaculate with half a cup, the next day, go down to a quarter cup. With a gradual step down like this, you should be able to swallow pure, uncontaminated cum within a few days, maybe a week at most."
Taylor looks up at me.
"I don't like this suggestion dude. I don't wanna wait another week. I wanna blow my load right into his belly today!"
I laugh out loud.
"Dude, you have no fucking patience. Just keep reading. Your preferred strategy is about to be discussed.
Taylor goes back to reading the message on my laptop. He is reading faster now. I notice him squeezing his cock through his shorts. He is clearly boning.
"The second strategy is the "rip the band-aide off" approach. This strategy is exactly what it sounds like. Instead of getting yourself used to the taste of cum gradually, you remove the mixers immediately. The advantage of this strategy is that you will receive the full benefits of the Human Growth Hormone you harvest immediately. In the Systematic Desensitization approach, you continue to harm the ejaculate you are harvesting during the transition period."
Taylor looks up from reading. His facial expression is a mixture of joy, horniness and desperation.
"Dude, this is so fucking awesome. You have no idea how much I am looking forward to grabbing that little bitch's head and pounding a load right into his little cock sucker throat. Dude, this is fucking incredible."
I smile, thankful for the compliment from my best bud.
"Keep reading dude. It gets better and better and better."
Taylor puts his hand inside his shorts, openly stroking his cock. He resumes reading.
"We have one more piece of advice for you related to this transition. We assume that you have heard the term "mind over matter." It's a term commonly used in popular culture, most often to describe athletes pushing themselves to new heights.
In your case, you could apply "mind over matter" principles as you learn to consume uncontaminated cum."
Taylor pulls his shorts down.
I assume he wants to have a better stroking experience. He is shirtless, as always, so with him removing his shorts, he is basically buck-naked in front of me.
Taylor is rock hard and is stroking his cock with long, drawn-out moves, clearly not going for an instant cum, but fast enough to where he is not going to hold back terribly long. I wonder whether he will time his jizz-plosion to the end of the message for Blow Josh.
He reads on.
"Here is a "mind over matter" example that you can use for your specific situation. For the past weeks, you have been consuming your Human Growth Hormone mixed into a serving of yogurt, and you have successfully ingested large amounts of cum this way."
I see a shudder go through Taylor's bod. I know he is really into this message. He keeps reading and stroking.
"The next time your donor gets close to orgasm, you should visualize images of your favorite yogurt. Visualize the package, and imagine taking a spoonful of that wonderful dairy product. Make your brain recall the smell of it and the texture it has inside your mouth."
I see a small drop of precum forming on Taylor's dickhead.
"In other words, instead of focusing on the penis inside your mouth, make your mind focus on whatever you want the impending load of jizz to taste like."
Taylor looks up.
"Dude, I have an impending load of jizz that I am going to have to part with here real soon. This is fucking next level. We have to get this message to him ASAP."
He reads on, stroking faster.
"We are not suggesting that this will be an easy thing to do. That said, you have shown an enormous commitment to grow your underdeveloped body parts, and our team believes that this is something that you can do successfully."
Taylor leans back slightly. I notice him flexing his quads, calves, and toes. He is seconds away from blowing his load. I hope he is going to aim for his own stomach and chest. I don't need him to spray all over my bedroom.
He reads on.
"We would like to leave you with one final thought. While this transition will be challenging for you, there could be an enormous long-term benefit for your donor engagement."
Taylor cocks his head and seems to slow down his stroking for just a second. I can see the wheels of his brain turning.
"It is a widely known fact that the vast majority of penis-havers find pleasure in blowing their loads directly into the person they are interacting with. So-called "hands-free cums" are the Gold Standard for many horny teenagers, whether this is achieved in their partner's mouth or in another orifice."
Taylor glances at me for a split second. I see a mix of horniness and gratitude. Horniness because his balls are drawing upward in his sack right this second. Gratitude because he and I both know that this paragraph will close the deal with our cum-hungry hopeful grower. Josh will do just about anything to please and hold on to his desperately needed donors.
Taylor reads one final sentence. I can tell his load is already traveling from his nutsack to his dick.
"We are confident that your donors will respond positively to your offer of "handsfree cums". This should keep them bought into the pretty grueling daily harvesting schedule you have imposed on them."
Taylor leans back and starts cumming loudly.
I am glad that he is pointing his dick upwards. I see ropes of cum flying in the air and, thanks to the miracle of gravity, land on his chest and stomach instead of my bed or the wall behind my bed. Taylor's entire body is convulsing. He is clearly having a fantastic cum. I am certain he was envisioning shooting right into Blow Josh's mouth. Or deep inside his throat.
Taylor starts to come down from his cum. His breathing slows down to a more normal pace. He is still massaging his dick, but more slowly now that he has spewed a gallon of jizz. I throw him a towel to clean up the insane amount of spooge that is all over his stomach and chest.
I grab the laptop from the bed. I don't think Taylor is going to read the closing paragraph. He seems to have lost motivation.
Taylor speaks up. He sounds kinda hoarse, and he is still breathing pretty heavily.
"Dude, I almost get off harder with reading these here with you than with him blowing me. It's so fucking hot to know that he is going to fucking fall for this again. Dude, he's our little sex doll on a string, and you are the Master Manipulator."
I respond immediately.
"I know dude. One of these days, you should thank me properly for all those times your best bud has gotten you off this hard."
Taylor grins in his post-orgasm bliss.
"No problem dude. Anything for my best bud."
Hmmm. Good to know. I may need to cash in that chip someday.
I scan the message one last time. The closing paragraph wishes Blow Josh the best of luck and reminds him to communicate carefully with his donors about any changes he decides to bring to our daily blowjob routine.
I hear Taylor clean himself up behind me. I think about the amount of jizz he just produced. I wonder how long it will take Joshie to learn to guzzle up loads that massive.
I hit send. I am pretty sure I am going to blow my first load directly into Joshie's belly sometime later today.