Me and Danny usually got together once a week, on the weekends as a rule. Sometimes he was busy and couldn't make time. When that happened, I was both crushed and depressed that I couldn't enjoy his cock. Especially bummed that I didn't get to ingest his incredibly voluminous loads. I craved swallowing his cum. I would always drive to him, a small price to pay, which I didn't mind at all as I loved sucking his cock and swallowing his unbelievably gigantic loads.
After I fellated him, he would always fill my ass with another massive load before I left. Even though we had hooked up at least a dozen times so far, I always got so excited on the drive there. Sometimes I would tremble and become so anxious to service him that I had to mentally calm my self down. The anticipation that I would soon be on my knees sucking out one of his huge loads just drove me absolutely crazy. He loved feeding me his cum almost as much as I enjoyed being a receptacle for it, but it just wasn't enough, I needed more.
I searched the Internet for other websites that hosted gay hookups, similar to what Reddit did. I found a couple of them and posted this ad on them in my zip code area category.
"Come Junkie"
"WM, 24, ultra submissive twink, smooth, 5'10"s, 160lbs. Considered handsome. Expert cocksucker and bare back bottom. Bottomless throat and love to be face fucked by alpha males. Clean, sane and safe, impeccable hygiene, expect the same. Seeking alpha guys that can produce amazingly copious loads. I'm a cum junkie, looking for a guy that cums so much that it's overwhelming. I will swallow every single drop. No reciprocation desired, it's all about pleasing you. Please, only guys that can cum a ton."
I ran this ad on 3 different websites and got tons of replies, but none of them really worked for me. There were so many of those flakes that replied with insincere responses like, "What's up?" or "When and where?" or "Time and address?", or "Can I suck your cock too?". When I did respond to the most promising of them, pushing for details on how much cum they ejaculated, it usually turned out while they claimed they were big cummers, they really weren't.
Some even sent me videos of them jacking off to completion with just a few streams shooting out of their cocks. Not hardly what I was looking for. When I called their bluff and pushed for details on exactly how many spurts they actually produced, a lot of them just disappeared. I must have replied to 40-50 ads, frustrated that I was striking out.
I was looking for a man that would use me, and I didn't want my cock touched, that was a deal breaker, I wanted an alpha male. I wanted my throat and ass fucked, but way more than that, I wanted a guy like Danny that could feed me 10-12-15 spurts of cum. I was looking for that unicorn, another guy that could cum like Danny, but my search seemed futile. Still, I stubbornly persisted in my search for that rare guy.
One day after work, when I got home and anxiously logged onto my ads to see if I had any new replies. There was a message from a guy named "Drenchthewench". I loved that name. He was actually in my zip code and had left a brief message. "I'm a huge cummer, can shoot 10+ ropes of cum. Would love to find someone that won't shy away from that and will swallow all my load gladly."
I actually got chills when I read that.
His reply included a video that I opened anxiously after reading his message. It showed a guy sitting on a couch, only from his neck down, no face shown, completely naked, stroking his cock. He had a nice cock, maybe 7"s, circumcised and ungodly thick. I mean insanely thick, so fat that his fingers couldn't touch his thumb as he slowly stroked it. His balls looked huge, like 2 golf balls bouncing around in his scrotum as he jacked his cock slowly. He appeared to be Caucasian, looked very fit, youngish from what I could guess, maybe about my height and had a sparsely hairy chest.
The video was only 47 seconds long, but it showed me everything I needed to know. About 10 seconds into the video, the guy leaned forward from his couch, and pointed his cock just a few inches directly away from his glass top coffee table.
He began to unload a mind boggling volume of cum. He didn't shoot out squirts of sperm, he shot out huge streams of sperm. Long thick unbroken streams that looked like they were at least a foot long spewed from his cock. They coated the glass top of his table one after another. The puddle on the table just got bigger and bigger as he sprayed 12 heavy streams onto it. Definitely 12 spurts. You better believe I counted them. The video was incredible, exactly what I was looking for.
As I watched the video, even as short as it was, I became rock hard before it even ended. I must have watched it 20 times, counting each spurt and amazed at the unbelievably huge puddle of cum he produced on that table, before I could compose myself to reply.
I was literally shaking as I tried to calm down and write out a response that showed I was sincere about meeting and that he was exactly what I was looking for. I must have rewritten my short reply at least 5 times before I enclosed a full length dressed pic of myself and pressed send.
My reply was, "Your cock is amazing. I love how much cum you produce. Exactly what I am looking for. I watched it several times and it got me rock hard. I would love to talk more please, I'm not a flake and I'm for real. Would you consider a short phone chat?" I pressed send.
Within minutes, I got an immediate reply back from him, brief but promising. It said, "At work right now, can't talk, send number, will call later tonight, William."
I was literally shaking again as I read and reread his reply, hoping this might work and that he would actually call.
I sent back a short reply, trying not to sound too desperate or needy with my phone number. It was about 6PM and I stuck my phone in my pocket so I would not miss his call.
That evening, every time my phone rang, I freaked out and scrambled to answer it as fast as I could. I had 3 calls from friends that I tried to conclude as fast as possible to keep my line open. I didn't want to miss his call.
About 9:30, I was getting the feeling he wasn't gonna call, when my phone rang. My heart jumped as the caller ID showed a phone number and full name. William Taylor.
Trying to be cool and not blow this, I just greeted the caller with a simple "hello".
A youngish male voice responded, "Hey, this is Will, are you the guy that sent me your phone number?"