A Cock Gallery -- A Golden Cock on Display
It was mid-summer in Madrid and I had settled into quite a nice daily routine after my arrival in late Spring. My PhD was finally behind me and even though I'd enjoyed it hugely, especially the summer of sex it had included while I was a lifeguard, I was glad to have it behind me. I was in Spain to follow up on my studies but really to just have a bit of a break before I started a real life job as a prof in September. For now, I spent my mornings in Spanish language classes, my afternoons enjoying the siesta and late afternoons and evenings being a tourist. It was a pretty nice routine and I was pretty happy.
The one little cloud in my world was my current run of lack of sex. Last summer, my final one before completing my program, I was slumming as a lifeguard at a golf course and ended up fucking Marsha, a woman of my dreams, Jessie, a beautiful twentysomething black man and a James, a man old enough to be my father. Marsha and I fucked each other regularly and enjoyed several fantastic threesomes with the two men. I knew that I would keep seeing Marsha and James again for a long time and that my future sex life looked super healthy. But in the last few months, between finishing up my thesis and getting myself organized in Spain, I had not really had time to track down a man, or a woman for that matter, I really wanted to fuck. I was not miserable or anything and had gotten pretty good at relieving myself with my fingers and a nice pair of dildos I had brought with me. But more and more, I was starting to really crave cock.
And so, it was really quite a pleasant coincidence in early June when my day took an unexpected turn. Most days in Madrid that summer were sunny and warm but on this particular day, we had some unexpected rain and so rather than heading home after my class as usual, I decided to nip into a little art gallery not far from class to pass a bit of time to wait out the rain. I had been there before and really liked their mix of modern and classic art and found the building itself really quite nice. The rain and the fact that most locals never ventured out in the afternoon combined to make the place virtually empty as I walked in. I knew that the place stayed open but with a skeleton staff and I quite liked the solitude and easy pace the emptiness allowed for and I passed a very pleasant hour wandering around.
I had decided to leave and was ambling toward the exit when I noticed a large panel sign saying in English and Spanish, "Adults Only in this Exhibit; Some Patrons May find Content Offensive." I looked around for any information about the display or someone to ask about it but seeing neither I decided to just walk in for a look. I rounded the entry way and was stunned to confront a five foot by four foot brightly lit display panel entitled "Cock Art." It was made up of about fifty five-inch square pictures of cocks. Cocks in all the colours of the human rainbow. Some were fully hard and massive, others limp and tiny. Some were surrounded in beautiful black pubic hair, some shaved as clean and smooth as my own pussy was at the time. After a while I realized that all the hard ones were pointing to the centre of the panel like some kind of giant flesh arrows. They combined to draw the eye to a centre panel of eight or nine fully frontal images of big cocks just hanging down loosely. But the centre two broke the pattern as one displayed a black cock that looked just unbelievably hard at the root but disappeared into what looked like a white woman's wide open mouth. Her lips were painted with bright cherry red lipstick and seemed to be smiling as she gulped on the sharply contrastingly coloured black tube. The second one was almost the opposite; a huge hard white cock this time pointed right at the camera but in this case, a black woman had obviously come in behind and put her had up the man's ass to grasp his balls and push them up against his cock. Her dark brown hand, with similarly cherry red painted nails, looked like it was serving this beautiful cock and balls to the camera and I just couldn't take my eyes of it. Eventually I did manage to drag my gaze around the entire panel, drinking in the images of cocks for almost fifteen minutes of stunned silence.
I knew I was in an art gallery and was supposed to view this all as art to be appreciated for its beauty and creativity and not as a sex thing. And I was truly impressed by the creativity, the presentation and the sheer beauty of this incredible part of the human body. But as much as my brain struggled to appreciate the panel for its artistic merit, the truth of the matter was that my pussy just started to take over. In a completely involuntary response, I could feel it just starting to flood. I shifted my weight from foot to foot in a way that gently rubbed my pussy lips against the fly of my jeans. I could feel my clit growing harder and knew that if I had a man's face pushed up against my crotch right now, he would have no trouble finding my clit peeking out like a mini-cock for him to suck. At the same time, my nipples sprang to attention almost immediately and my hands seemed to be controlled by an immutable external force as one went to slowly massage my nipples and the other drifted down to rub my throbbing crotch through my jeans.
I was totally transported and thought for a minute that I would just come right there on the spot. But I slowly managed to regain control and entered into the exhibit. I had never seen anything like it. It was a long rectangular room and as I glanced quickly along its length I could see that it was L-shaped and that a soft light was emerging from around the corner at the far end. But on either side of me in the long hall-like room, was a more bizarre, fascinating and arousing display of men's penises than I could ever have imagined.
Most were photographic images somewhat similar to the panel at the entry. But each photo had been carefully composed to display the cock in an interesting light, or to highlight its pubic hair or a vein running its length. Most were hard and in all different sizes though there didn't seem to be any truly small ones. They were mostly displayed at eye level and arranged to draw the viewer in. One that literally caught my eye was a giant purpled headed white one that was leaking cum in a way that suggested the photo had been taken seconds after the cock's owner had shot his load. I laughed to myself as I realized that I was involuntarily licking my lips as I looked at it. There were two more similar cocks with a woman's lips wrapped around them. And about half way along the gallery, the images shifted to ones of women posed in such a way that they were obviously grasping their ankles and pulling them up behind their heads so that their pussies were fully exposed and wide open for the cocks that were poised at their entrance. The first few showed the fully hard cockhead nuzzling the pussy lips while the next few showed the cock plunged right in with swollen pussy lips reaching up to grasp it. And then the images transitioned again to a series that showed the man's fist around his cock, obviously in the process of masturbating. And as in the earlier image, a couple of them showed the cockhead leaking fresh cum either dripping down to the floor or flooding the man's fingers.
I was absolutely enthralled by it all and was stunned when I looked down at my watch and realized it had taken me almost an hour to walk fifteen yards. I decided in needed to get out right away and find the nearest bathroom to put the little dildo I always kept in my bag to work. I assumed the bend at the end of corridor led to an exit. Wow was I wrong about that!
I rounded the corner and was absolutely stopped in my tracks by what greeted me. There, gleaming in the glow of a bright overhead spotlight providing the only light in the darkened room was a giant golden cock. It was mounted on a tubular iron stand situated in the middle of the room immediately below the spotlight. The stand was a couple feet tall and at the top had a small black iron cord sort of thing that rose up from the stand to connect into the back of the big golden balls hanging down from the cock and creating the impression that the cock was suspended in mid air. It was positioned at the height it would be if connected to a reasonably tall man and pointed to my left so that I could immediately see its full length and the heft of the balls hanging off it.
