Thank you everybody, for your comments and for voting on my stories.
The idea for the Bionic Cock story came to me one day and within a very short time I realised I had a tiger by the tail – albeit a very small tiger! I couldn't let go – I just had to finish the story, even if I had no idea how that would happen. And so I muddled through, writing episode after episode, making it up as I went along, until finally, I've reached the logical end.
It's been fun writing the tales – and an education too, as I've discovered my erotic limitations, because although I've been doing the writing, quite honestly I'd rather read other people's efforts!
However, now that I've completed My Bionic Cock, I think I'll try to find time to write some more stories. Hopefully my 'new' writing will have gained from my experiences, but in the meanwhile, I hope that you can appreciate and enjoy my efforts.
I hope too that you'll make allowances for the fact that this has been my first real 'venture' into writing for public consumption.
My Bionic Cock Ch. 11
I'm Mike – 6'2" – 170 pounds – 18 year old last summer. Light brown hair, blue eyes, moustache. I'm a fitness instructor, so I have to look and act the part. Once a loner, now a sex magnet, it seems! Lost half my little willie when I was 6 and had a donor organ grafted in place of mine last year. It's complete with a micro-computer in a sack to resemble a testicle and there are multiple electrodes from it to various parts of my genitals. Hence a bionic cock – complete with remote control!
Mum is adorable. Angela – Angie usually or Angel, as my dad calls her. She's 37 this year. 'Come-to-bed' eyes, 36D tits with nipples to die for, lovely hips, curvy bum and long slim legs. Had me at 19 but my sister was born when mum was only 16.
Dad – very much the same build as me – same hair, eyes and moustache too. Very fit through healthy living and eating. GSOH as the adverts say. He's a Sales Director and away from home too much.
Sis – Sharon – very edible!! Busty like mum but slimmer. Blue eyes like dad and me. 5'6" with never-ending legs. Three years older than me. Graphic designer by trade. Own home and car – very good catch for someone one day.
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By now the afternoon was getting on a bit and it was time to top up on our liquid intake. Cue more bottles of dad's potent home brew and some lager for us lads, not to mention some assorted snacks that mum kept magically bringing forth from the kitchen.
Anticipating that some couples would like to disport themselves outside once it became dark, dad had set up some garden flares which flamed prettily from various corners, while leaving plenty of darkening places as evening drew in.....
Dad had also set up a water slide on the lawn – one of those PVC sheet slides with a hosepipe spraying water on it – and on us. In our 'merry' state we all wanted to try it and although dad told everyone to wear something, in case of friction burns, the sliding soon removed most garments and the entertainment culminated in dad sliding naked down the slide, closely – too closely – followed by Sharon. As he slid he rotated and as Sharon went down the slide face first, when she reached the end, she very nearly deep-throated dad in one go!
By this stage we were all laughingly happy and the pair (who then actually remained in place as Sharon sucked her dad's cock for a little while) eventually got up and came back to join us – dad waving his erection around, in hope of finding someone to finish the job perhaps. He wouldn't be short of willing partners, as soon as we were back in the mood.
Yes – it was getting to the time for a second round of sex, by the feel of things and soon the fun was to begin!
Mum set things off, possibly with the help of some of dad's wine and naturally it involved me!
"Mikey," she said with a small hiccup, "I know we chatted about it earlier, but don't you think it's about time you put your computer to good use?"
"Why mum, haven't I been doing well enough without it?" I said, fingering my remote control as it lay on the table beside where we reclined on a blow-up mattress in the lounge.
"No it's not that," mum replied, "It's just the difference between a seven inch cock and a ten inch one.....one that can vibrate and bend and get thicker. That's what people want to see and use!"
"I'm not a blooming sideshow freak mum," I said a bit testily, "I've just got a big cock once my computer kicks in."
"I'll say you have, darling," mum answered, "I mean it's a good size now, but once you've used your buttons, it's something that no woman could resist – well, certainly none of the women here!"
Needless to say, us talking about my cock was having an effect on it and it began to stand up to see what was going on.
"Oh look," said mum smiling, "he's come up to say hello!"
She put her hand out and stroked him gently which naturally brought him to full erection in moments. Then, having made me drop my guard, she suddenly grabbed my remote from the table and stood up.
"Oh nooooooo mum, no!" I said as I too stood up to try to get it back from her, "Not again!"
But I was far too late as mum pressed some buttons, at the same time as pulling me into the centre of the room.
"Ladies 'n' gentlemen," said mum, who was obviously by now somewhat tipsy, "Once again I present my darling son and his performing cock! Now, tonight he's going to be using his computer to enhance his endowment, so anyone who wants a ride on his monster, step up now!"
"MUUUuuuUUUM!" I cried, but in vain....because my cock was now tingling and throbbing and growing and growing. And right there, in front of eight people, who were all watching intently – my penis stiffened, thickened and lengthened....and then throbbed in readiness, even if I wasn't really ready. I looked down at my now massive ten or eleven inch long erection and watched as my foreskin peeled back from my knob. My cock must have been almost as thick as a coke can and we all watched spellbound, as a small gout of clear precum flowed from the tip and began streaming slowly to the floor.
"Fuckin' hell!" I heard someone's expletive, "Gotta have some of that!"
'Phew, thank heavens that was a female voice!' I thought and then wondered who it was as all the ladies rushed towards me! At that point I had second thoughts about being glad it was a woman! Was suffocation under all those mammaries a good way to go, I wondered.
The first to grab me was Carol, mum's sister and her enthusiastic lunge made us fall backwards, fortunately onto the mattress from whence mum and I had just risen.
"Ooooff!" I gasped as I landed with Carol on top of me.
"Woooooh! Ouch – that hurt!" gasped Carol as her tits slammed against my chest and cushioned the fall.
"Sorry Carol," I said, gently rubbing her breasts, "I couldn't catch you, sorry if you landed a bit heavily."
"Wasn't that," said Carol, "it was the other end. Your cock missed my cunt but I slid down your pole and it didn't half rub against my lips."
I looked over her shoulder and saw a strange sight. Carol was laying flat out on top of me and between her bum cheeks and pointing straight upwards, was about six inches of cock!
