Once upon a time, when I was in my late thirties, I lived in an apartment called 'The Angelus'. I moved there shortly after my release from a 12 year stint in the military, and after deciding that killing people didn't really appeal to me, I ducked out of sight and lived below the radar for some time before I could resurface again. It was during this period of my life, after I decided that I'd rather fuck than fight, that something very strange happened to me that changed my world. This is that story.
The apartment in the Angelus wasn't too upscale, but my rooms included a nice skylight in the bathroom and kitchen and cheap rent. At the time I had a girlfriend named Jessica, a tall, athletic girl who I shared a mutual attraction with. She was about ten years younger than I was, but that never seemed to be an issue with us. We had a lot of fun together, and, of course, enjoyed each other's bodies on a regular basis.
We were in the bathroom one night, sharing a bath. One of the nice things about the apartment was that it had a large, old fashioned bathtub, and the skylight was right above it, illuminating us both in that old fashioned movie kind of way.
"Dan, I was reading in the Rolling Stone the other day, and I saw an ad that said these pills could make you come like a rock star." She laughed. "Do you think they work?"
"So, I don't come enough for you?" I smiled at her.
"Oh, you know you do. I just wondered if they were just bullshit. I'm having fun. I can't imagine that they would make that much of a difference, but...." she grinned at me, "maybe you should order some." She laughed, a mischievous look on her face.
I definitely wanted to keep Jessica happy, so the next day I called the number, getting a little thrill as I talked to a woman on the other end. She had to go through a little spiel where she said the word 'ejaculate' about 5 times. Even I giggled at one point.
"I know," she said, sounding amused. "But I have to read this, you know, to make the pitch."
"I do know. You can save it, though. I get the point. Send me a three month supply and we'll see what happens." I gave her my card number and shipping details.
"Oh, thank you. You'll receive that in about a week. I want to wish you the very best of luck."
"Thank you as well. Somehow I think I'm going to need it."
The product arrived just as she said. It was in the form of capsules and I was to take six of them, every three days, so I did, making them part of my routine. Life went on and I stopped thinking about it for the most part, but after a while I started wondering if anything would ever happen at all.
One morning, two months later, I awoke to find my testicles swollen. I told Jessica. Her eyes got very wide when she saw me.
"Dan, I want to laugh, but it's not funny. They... they look like they're about the size of tennis balls! Jesus Christ! Do they hurt?" She looked very concerned.
"It just started last night, honey. It's not actually hurting, but it feels like something is kind of backed up."
"Maybe you need to come, honey. Come in to the kitchen."
I followed her into the kitchen and stood by the sink as she jerked me off.
I finally ejaculated, but neither of us was ready for what came next. With a loud grunt I started spurting jet after jet of white semen onto the dishes, and it just didn't seem to stop. I usually only produced about three spurts when I came, but now... it was about twelve, and a huge volume with each spurt. It finally stopped and I stood there, gasping.
"Mother of God," Jessica said, unable to believe it. "That's a lot of come."
It had felt intense, a long orgasm occurring during every moment of ejaculation. My hips bucked involuntarily as I came, like a dog does when fucking. And the amount was hard to calculate, but it was much, much more than usual.
"You have to drink some water. Lot's of water. That's a lot of fluid to lose all at once. And if this keeps up you're going to have to eat a lot of protein and high calorie shakes to replace all of that... liquid. That's scary, seeing all of that semen. But beautiful, too..." She smiled and looked a bit confused as she handed me a full glass of water. "How did it feel?"
"I... kind of lost track of what was happening. But it was very, very powerful. My knees were shaking. And my... anus was hot."
She giggled. "Your anus was hot?"
I didn't respond to that, but her hands drifted over my ass cheeks as we stood there, amazed.
We watched TV that night and just kicked back, hoping the swelling would go down, but after about three and a half hours I felt that same pressure again.
Jessica giggled. "I'm not going to let you come in me like that! It's going to squirt out everywhere. We better get some towels."
And so it did, gushing out around my cock as I urgently jerked into her, lost in an orgasmic void right along with Jessica, who seemed to be on a little different frequency now. She leaned back against the pillows, her legs spread as she looked at me. Her pussy was completely covered with semen, as were the towels.
"Wow," she breathed. "I feel like old faithful just erupted inside of me."
I got some water for the both of us after taking the towels away.
"I don't feel dizzy or anything. I want to eat food right now, though. I'm starving."
She just shook her head, then she drifted off to sleep. I lay there thinking, then I drifted off as well, but three hours later I woke up with a tremendous erection and the same pressure. I crawled out of bed and jerked off in the sink again, groaning as I released all of that semen, the same amount as before.
Now I realized that it was a cycle. Every three or three and a half hours I needed to ejaculate. And I knew that I had to eat a lot of food and drink a lot of water if this kept up. I didn't get much sleep that night, but I resolved to do something about it in the morning.
When we got up, Jessica drew a bath, putting in some bubble bath. She called out to me after a while.
"Baby, come on in. I know you're probably ready..."
I went in to the bathroom, my cock wagging, then stepped in to the hot water. She stood there, utterly gorgeous and shiny with water and slick with soap. I sat down in the tub and soaped up for a while, enjoying the heat. After a time she got on her knees in front of me, sitting on her haunches as soap bubbles dripped down her torso.
"Dan," she whispered, "I want you to come on me..."
It was now evident that our libidos had shot way up. She'd never said anything remotely like that to me. I stood, ready to comply, water and soap dripping from me as I masturbated, pointing my cock directly at her chest. I gasped as I ejaculated, twelve or thirteen times, each spurt splashing audibly on her skin.
I let out a huge breath and knelt with her, and we embraced, gently smearing semen onto each other's skins. We were in thrall to the amazing eroticism of the moment, and the smell of my come was rich in the air. She breathed in deeply, hugging me tightly.
"I can't deny that... I really liked that, but..." she sighed, then said, "I've got a number. I'm just going to tell them it's an emergency. You simply have to see someone. It's a clinic here in town that deals with sexual issues of all kinds. I'm calling them now." We got out of the bath after rinsing off, putting on some robes.
She dialed and talked to a receptionist. They had an opening later in the day, so we made the appointment, then I sat and waited until one o'clock, when my next ejaculation was due. I grinned wryly at the crazy situation. Jessica smiled seductively as she pulled open my robe, touching my penis lightly with her fingers before starting to masturbate me.
I cannot overstate the intensity of each orgasm I had. My pelvis jerked, and I was more vocal than ever before. It almost felt like a cramp as the feelings washed through me like a purple tide, and it lasted well after I had climaxed, too. Jessica would suck on my flaccid penis and I would have further orgasms without ejaculating, which she and I both found highly erotic. To be blunt, I'd never been hornier, and neither had she. During this time I saw a much more sexual, a more carnal person in Jessica. She wanted to experiment more. Our sexual inclinations were being overwritten by the change in my body.
"God almighty, that is so beautiful, watching your body pump come like that. Your hips start to jerk at a certain point. It's so fucking sexy." Her hands rubbed my cock and balls until they were totally slippery with semen, squeezing and kneading them gently. Then, without warning, she slid a finger up my ass. It glided into me without resistance as she continued to jack me off with her other hand.
"I've thought about this a lot. Wanting to fuck you. But I was too shy to do it." Her finger moved in and out of me very slowly for a long time until, at last, I came again without ejaculating, sobbing as Jessica finger fucked me. She'd never done that before, either.
We went to the clinic together the first time. We had made an appointment at a naturopath that advertised treatment for 'sexual dysfunction', among other things. Her name was Dr. Uki Ishimoto. We got there on time, checked in, then I started to fill out a lengthy questionnaire. Jessica was very entertained by the list. Some of the questions were very personal, but I answered them the best I could. Are you heterosexual? That was easy. How many times do you have sex? A week, a day, a month? I had sex with Jessica about once a day when things were normal. Now it was 4 times a day -- at least. There was a section just about anal habits. Have you ever enjoyed being penetrated anally? Do you ever have anal orgasms? How often do you masturbate? Do you enjoy the taste of semen?
The questions went on like this. Clearly they were aimed at people from all sexual persuasions. I filled it out the best I could, then turned in the data to the receptionist.
"Thank you," she said. "Dr. Ishimoto will be with you shortly."
I read a magazine until the door opened. A strawberry blonde assistant called my name and we stood up and walked through the door. She led us to an examination room and told me to disrobe and put on a gown, which I did. It was kind of difficult in that I was able to hide my erection when wearing underwear, but now my cock jutted out under the robe. My balls were hurting by now. I thought about jerking off in the sink, but changed my mind. Jessica sat there looking apprehensive.
Suddenly the door opened and in walked Dr. Uki Ishimoto, a beautiful Japanese woman in her 30's, I guessed. She had long black hair and was about five feet four, with small breasts and a nice smile.
"Hello, Dan. My name is Uki. That's what everyone calls me here." She paused, looking at Jessica.
"Sometimes we have to do things that some people consider to be very personal, so I like to have the partner observe from the start, or until they are very comfortable with the methods we use. You'll let me know if we cross a border of some kind, won't you?"
Jessica nodded and smiled, looking nervous. Now she turned and addressed me.
