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"Go on," Ben looked quizzical. "We set up a timer for twenty seconds. Each one of us sits on his cock and tries cumshot to make him cum for that twenty seconds. When the alarm goes off the next man takes over. Whoever makes him cum first wins." We all agreed and the game began. A dining room chair was placed in the middle of the room. The artist stripped and sat down. It was specified that hands were only used to aim his cock inside so the first two men rubbed their butts on his lap to get the man stiff. By the third man, his cock was ready. It easily entered Ben and the race was on. Matt got the next round and worked his cock in long strokes. Malcolm ran his cock up and down the man's middle as his ass orgasm swallowed the cock. I was next and I ground my ass in his lap and squeezed my anal ring around his cock base. Sean took over and road the man until both men were nearly hyperventilating. Steve worked his ass in short strokes eliciting a moan from the man. The man went off as the alarm rang. We all gathered around him and jacked off. He was hit with six loads of male excitement. His chest coated with our combined juices. Two thick drops shower of semen hung from his skull nipple rings. The man grabbed his shirt without cleaning up, collected his fee, and left smiling. We went to bed and slept through the night. Chapter 11 The sixth day of my journey through male sexuality began with me rolling over and finding the bed empty. I opened my eyes and noticed Ben's clothes had been packed and stacked by the front door. I was walking around in my servant's robe when Ben burst in, "I have some urgent business to tend to." He grabbed my naked ass and said, "I'll be back in a couple of days. The blowjob guys get to use you until I cum get back " I was walking back to bed when Malcolm and Sean came out of their room. I replied, “Sure I do, it’s better to have our blowjob own secret from now on.” “Make that HuCow slut cum!” Anthony shouted. I just kept growing inside her mouth. Hell, shower she doesn’t even recognize me any cum more. She smiled a very cold smile at us both cumshot and said, “And they will both do much better in orgasm the beautiful butt contest.” It just felt so weird using the pronoun “I.” Kimiko claimed I did it to sound like a cute, little sister for the big brother I secretly craved. I could hardly believe how warm and soft and tender they felt. The more she thought about it, the more she was convinced.