How I Became A Breeding Bull Ch 12

Laura reaches prime fertility, and Brick breeds her. Phillip requests a cock cage so he can witness her breeding. This chapter contains anal, oral, lesbian, and group sex. It contains a scene of whipping. There is no COVID in this fantasy world. My thanks once again to JohnnyGalt for his editorial assistance, to make this a better work.

How I Became a Breeding Bull, Ch 12

Breeding Laura

I fucked Lily again in the morning. I sent her off with a cunt full of cum. I changed out Jeri's plug, since we didn't do it last night. Becca arrived at 7:30 and helped everyone load the SUV with Lily's luggage, briefcases, a change of clothes. They were driving in casual clothes, but getting changed before their meeting with Peter Chen. The next thing I did after they left was call my urologist.

"Hey, Doc, another phone call letting you know another couple are going to call about having STD tests. I'll pay for it. Their names are Jacob and Cheryl Owens. And I might as well mention I'm seeing another couple named Nick and Nora later today. If they need medical clearance I'm going to send them to you as well."

"That trip to Bora Bora is looking better and better. I took care of Jamaal yesterday. He seems to be a fine fellow."

"Jeri liked him."

"A bit too much, it seems."

"That was more antagonism towards me, then liking Jamaal too much. She wanted me taking sloppy seconds."

"And she's having sex with you again?"

"She's torn, what can I say."

"Not much. Fine, I'll take care of anyone else you send my way."

Since we were getting close to Laura's fertility period, I drilled her twice before we had to get ready to leave. I didn't clean up after myself. We took a shower to get the outside cleaned up, but I told her I wanted my cum running down her legs during our appointment. She moaned and blushed. I picked out another suit to give me status.

On the way to the Perkins, I asked Laura what she knew about Nick and Nora.

"Well, sir, Nick was in the military, and served in Syria. Apparently, he was close to an IED when it went off, and it left him disfigured, and with limited use of his right arm. We know they were seeking help at the fertility clinic, but I don't know whether it was her problem or his. You could tell that Nick used to be very fit, a lot like you, sir. Nora is a charming, beautiful, vivacious, young woman, and you can tell that Nick's misfortune has really weighed on her. She looks at him with such longing, it almost breaks my heart."

"Oh, shit! I'm going to feel like such a bastard if I take advantage of their misfortune."

"I know they're both desperate for a child, sir. I think they'll welcome your help if you're as kind and caring to them as you were to us."

"I didn't feel like I was all that caring. I was playing up to Phillip's fetish."

"That was for Phillip. You didn't treat Jacob and Cheryl that way, because the circumstances were different, sir. I know you'll treat them right."

We arrived a few minutes ahead of time, but Nick and Nora were already there. Laura spotted them and immediately headed for their table, with me trailing after. Nick looked like he'd be about my height if he were standing, maybe a trifle taller. Except for the right side, which had apparently taken the brunt of the IED blast, he was a fit man, who looked ex-miliatry. His face was badly scarred on the right. Nora was more cute, than beautiful, with a girl-next-door appeal, dark haired, tanned, out doorsy looking, like her husband.

Laura quickly gave both of them a hug. I saw Nick's right arm was in a sling, so stuck my left hand out for him to shake.

"Brick Harmon," I said. "Pleased to meet you Nick." I put my right hand out for Nora. "Nora, I'm Brick Harmon."

"Where's Phillip?" Nora asked, looking me up and down, then at Laura.

"He's in Portland today, for business."

"Who is this gentleman to you?"

"He's the reason I wanted to see you. He's going to be the father of my children." Both of them looked at me a bit more sharply. "I know you probably have lots of questions, which we'll be happy to answer, but let me tell you a bit about my life since we last saw you."

"Okay," Nora said. "Shoot."

Before Laura started, the waitress came over to take our orders. I got an omelet. Laura had a BLT. As soon as she was gone, Laura started.

"As you know from meeting at the clinic, Phillip can't give me a child. Phillip also has a cuckold fetish. Almost from the time we were married, he's been asking me to have sex with other men. I resisted at first, not wanting to have sex with anyone other than Phillip. After it was clear that Phillip was infertile, and couldn't provide a child, he implored me to find some other man who could father our child. About two weeks after we met, I agreed and he sent me to this dance club downtown, and I saw this man standing at the bar.

"I asked Sir to buy me a drink, and he looked at my wedding ring and said he didn't fuck around with married women. I told him I was out looking for a man with the knowledge and consent of my husband. He didn't believe me, not thinking any man would want his wife to have sex with someone else, so I called Phillip, and he acknowledged that I was there to have sex with his permission. He decided to at least find out more about our situation, so we sat down and chatted for awhile, and I told him I couldn't have a child with Phillip and why, and if it worked out with us, I wanted him to father our child.

"Phillip was prepared to pay him twenty thousand dollars, which was still less than an IVF treatment, if he'd agree to father a child with me, to not contest the paternity or try to take the baby away from us. He offered to do it for free because he doesn't need money. Two more times, he gave Phillip the opportunity to change his mind, once before we went to his hotel room, the second time as I held his cock in my hand as if I were going to suck it. Both time's Phillip urged Sir to continue. He used a condom and I had the best fucking sex of my life. Phillip and I still wanted a child, so we all had medical exams to prove no one had a sexually transmitted disease, then he agreed to father our child.

"Sir has also agreed to help two other women get pregnant, one of whom may already be pregnant. Phillip is in Oregon, meeting with her father. We met another one last night. They're being tested today."

"Why do you call him Sir?" Nick asked. "And why aren't you pregnant already?"

"That's the other change which I wanted to tell you about. Once the door was opened for extramarital sex and Phillip's desire to see me have sex with other men, we both lost sight of what we were doing, and considered engaging in behavior which would have created an unstable home, and possibly ruined our marriage. Sir placed both of us in submission to himself, to keep our behavior under control. This was Sir's collar." She touched the collar at her neck. "Although on Sunday morning, a different person, accepted Phillip's and my submission. She's Phillip's new boss at work. I'm still required by my Mistress, to address him as Sir. Which brings up another change in my life, I now lick pussy, in addition to having sex with men. At any rate, I thought of you, and wondered if perhaps you might take advantage of his services."

"Not if I have to become some sort of slave," Nora said.

"He wouldn't do that unless it was required, Nora. Phillip and I were considering my becoming a stripper, or even a streetwalker, so I could fuck more people and Phillip could somehow watch. Sir didn't want us to do that, so he got us to agree to submit in order to continue with my breeding, otherwise, he'd leave us. I'm not yet pregnant because he waited one more fertility cycle to be sure this was something we really wanted to do, and not a spur of the moment decision."

Our food came and the interruption gave me the break I needed. I thought it was about time for me to speak. We weren't even sure they needed my services.

"Before we proceed any further, I'd like to thank you for your service to our country, Nick, and I'm sorry for the injuries you sustained for all of us. Obviously, I can only help with your problem if it's a male fertility problem, not female, so it would be helpful to know how meaningful this discussion is going to be."

They looked at each other. Finally, Nick said, "In addition to the arm and scars, the IED explosion took off my testicles."

"I'm sorry, and there's nothing wrong with Nora?"

"Her tests were all good."

"Do you still have your penis, and is it functional?"

"They saved it, but the only way it works, is they installed an implant. I blow it up like a balloon." I could see the hurt in his eyes.

"Again, so sorry. May I say, Nora, how greatly I admire you for standing by your husband, even given the sacrifices he had to make, before he came back."

"I love him," she said simply. "I couldn't do anything other than what I've done. He means the world to me."

"How successful have your attempts to conceive been?"

"I'm still not pregnant. We've borrowed some money from our parents to do another round of treatments."

"Laura has obviously chosen another method to conceive. So have a couple other people we've run across. I would offer you the same service, should you wish it. If you prefer to continue as you are, I will pay for the next three IVF treatments for you." They looked at one another again, some of the pain on their faces easing "The reason I offer my services, in addition to enjoying sex with women, is because it seems like you're having to accept the sperm of another male anyway, unless Nick had sperm preserved prior to his deployment."

"I didn't," Nick said, "I was prepared for just about anything but having my nuts blown off. These treatments are very expensive. Why would you do that?"

"My name is Bryce Harmon, and I can afford to pay for them. It's really nothing in the grand scheme of things. If you could accept my help, I'd also be happy to pay for cosmetic surgery to help with your scars as well. I can tell you're a handsome young man, but a little manmade help wouldn't hurt."

They looked at each other a third time, almost telepathic communication it seemed to me, as they didn't speak.

"If we accepted your offer of help for the pregnancy, how would we go about it?" Nora asked, taking Nick's hand.

"I'd like to do it in a way that's most comfortable for you both. Phillip likes to see me have sex with Laura. It fits with his own needs and desires to witness it. That's them. Nick may not want to watch another man have sex with his wife. A lot of men wouldn't. One of the options I've considered is taking a hotel room during her ovulation, and taking her there for a few days, while Nick remained at home, or even vice versa, if Nora would be more comfortable in her own bed. Phillip, due to his fetish, has no problem with other men having sex with Laura. While I'm impregnating your wife, you could have sex with Laura, so you're not so focused on what's happening to Nora.

"Another option is that you participate, as much as possible, in the procreation. That you be there for it and hold her hand, hold her body, kiss her; whatever would make you feel like you're a part of her insemination. That goes back to the question of whether you can watch another man with your wife. She may really love the sex. Women tend to enjoy sex with me, and unless you are a cuckold type, that can be destructive to your ego, which might be somewhat fragile anyway, given your injuries.

"I just thought of another possibility, which would be for me to fuck another woman, with Nora there. When I'm close to an orgasm, I withdraw from the other woman, and orgasm inside of Nora. It would minimize the sexual contact with me, and limit the amount of pleasure she might otherwise receive. I'm pretty much open to anything you two would like to try, as long as it gave you what you want, without upsetting your applecart too much."

"How many times can you cum over say, a two hour period?" Nick asked.

"Four, maybe five, although the quantity of semen will greatly drop over the last two or three. I'd like to spread it out over more time, so there's more of a chance to replenish and reload between couplings. I wouldn't necessarily need to remain with you while recharging."

They both looked at Laura. "Do you believe that Brick is an honorable man?" Nick asked.

She paused. "Sir was not able to keep his marital vows to his wife. He enjoys sex with multiple women too much. He warned her he didn't think marriage was a good fit for him, and told her every time he strayed. In that way, he's lacked honor. On the other hand, his ex still loves him and has resumed having sex with him. I've never seen him break any other promises, and I believe him to be a good man. I tried to rape him after he came back from a trip because I enjoyed sex with him so much, tried fucking him in his sleep before he had a chance to confirm with Phillip that he still wanted to proceed with my breeding.

"Sir threw me in the pool and left for a few days, refusing to take advantage of me without my husband's consent. If not for Brick, I might be in a van rigged up with a video camera, trolling for customers who would be willing to have free fucks and taping it for Phillip. That's how far down the rabbit hole we'd sunk. He will honestly provide surgery for your scars, and continue your IVF treatments if you want them, without expectation of compensation, or do anything you ask of him in how you want to be bred.

"Sir met a young woman who was supposed to be on her honeymoon, but the husband backed out of the marriage at the last minute. He had sex with her. I should say, we had sex with her, as I did as well, then for no reason, gave her $40,000 to pay expenses her parents expended for the wedding that never happened.

"We met another couple, the wife is the woman Phillip is with today, on a horse trail ride. The husband had been cheating on her for two years, had a vasectomy, knowing how much having children meant to her and her family, and we suspect, might have brought her out to the wilderness to kill her because he'd signed a prenup, that would have cut him off without a penny for infidelity. She asked for Sir to breed her for her family. I know he enjoys sex with other women. He's a Casanova, a Don Juan, but he asked nothing of this woman except she be free of STD's because he was having sex with me and others. Then he bought her a new car, because he convinced her to give their old one to her husband before she left him.

"He will enjoy sex with your wife. Nora will likely enjoy sex with him. Every woman he fucks, seems to. Even if she does, and wanted to do it again, he would refuse, unless it was with Nick's permission to continue. He won't fuck around behind your back, Nick. Everything will be above board, or it won't happen. He's not doing this totally out of the goodness of his heart, because he does like having sex with other women, but do I trust him, yes. Do I think he will do what he says, yes. Will Nora have a child, yes. I believe all that. You have only to decide what you want to do, and he will do his best to see it done."

They both looked at me, more favorably, I think. "We'll have to think about this," Nora said.

The waitress came with the checks, and I paid them all.

When she was gone, I said, "I understand completely. I won't try to contact you. This has to be something you want. You can reach me through Laura or Phillip. They both have my number. That applies for continuing IVF treatments or cosmetic surgery. Contact me and let me know who your doctor is, and I'll take care of the bills."

"That's very generous, Brick," Nora said.

"Not as generous as giving up your nuts in service of your country, or staying with a man who isn't quite the same as the one you married. It's only money, and I have more than I need."

Nick stuck out his left hand again. "Thank you, sir."

I saluted him. "No, sir. Thank you again, for your service."

He gave me a left handed salute. Laura hugged them both again and we left.

"I knew I'd feel like a bastard when I met them."

"Don't, sir. You even offered to continue IVF if they want it, and to fix his handsome mug for his wife again. You're not as much of a bastard as you believe you are. You just love sex. It doesn't make you an evil man."

"Thanks for some of the things you said in there."

"I meant every word, sir."

I got a text from Roxanne.

I hope you

're out, but I need you to go somewhere and pick up a male chastity device. We won't be back in time to get one myself.

"It appears that Phillip has pissed off your Mistress," I said, texting back an

Okay

.

"Why, sir? What happened?"

"Roxanne wants me to pick up a male chastity device." I headed to the nearest Lovers sex toy shop.

"Sir, he may not have pissed off Mistress," Laura replied. "He may have requested it himself."

"Okay. Why would he do that?"

"Because he can't control his orgasms when he sees you fuck me. He wants to witness my breeding so much. He feels if he can't get an erection, he wouldn't be able to cum, and he could watch, sir."

I hadn't considered denying Phillip an erection. The thought of not being allowed to fuck being anathema to me, but knew now that Phillip might feel emasculated anyway by his inability to breed his own wife. The combination of how worthless his seed was and how inadequate he felt as her lover, might make a cage add up to him. If he isn't fucking Laura anyway, why not lock it away so he could at least witness her breeding. Roxanne could release him if she wanted to fuck him. It might make a great deal of sense to him so he could finally witness his wife having sex again, without worrying if he was going to embarrass himself. Cuckolds seem to enjoy humiliation to a certain extent. Locking your worthless dick away would be humiliating to him.

I texted Jeri.

Details lacking, but Phillip may be requesting male chastity device - a cage - so he can witness Laura breeding without cumming. Comments?

I was already in the store shopping by the time Jeri could respond. Regardless of the reason, Roxanne was now his Mistress, and could pretty much do what she wanted. If Jeri had sound psychological objections, Roxanne would listen to her and remove it, but based upon what we now knew, Jeri might not object, and it might do what Phillip wanted it to do; control his ejaculations so he could witness his wife being impregnated.

I don

't foresee short term consequences for getting one. It's common for a cuckoldress to lock up their cuckolds. Roxanne is acting as the Cuckoldress by proxy, as the controller of his orgasms.

About what I expected. For absolute control, a cock should be measured to get the dimensions of the cock to be caged and controlled. Lovers had a metal cage called 'The Pen Cage" which came with a variety of ball ring sizes. Knowing he didn't have the hugest equipment, meant a generic model would probably fit. For more secure chastity, measurements of his shrunken cock might have to be taken and a cage made to order, but for a temporary solution, it would probably work. I bought one and a few other items I might need, the smaller Ben Wa balls for Jeri, a set of anal plugs for Roxanne to take with her to San Francisco so I could prepare her ass for my cock, another couple of Lushes I was going to gift to Jacob and Nick, and other odds and ends any hedonist such as myself would enjoy.

I sent Roxanne a text.

Got it.

I got a smiley face and thumbs up back.

As soon as we got back to the house, I fucked Laura again, before hitting the gym to work out with her. As expected, she was keeping her Ben Wa balls inside of her even during her exercises. She was so tight, I knew she had to be. While we were both hot and sweaty, I fucked her again, our sweat soaked bodies sliding against one another. God, she was a beautiful, sexually responsive woman. We showered and made salads for supper for three.