Part 9

 

After an eventful and, most of all, satisfying day, John was finally back home. As usual, no one was there except for him. His father was away on business, as usual, and thought John was old enough to look after himself. Normally, John thought it was a shame that his father was never there and that he lived alone in the big house, but under the new circumstances, of course, it offered some opportunities. He could invite the women over, have fun with them, and then make them get lost again.

Then Lars came back to his mind. He hadn't seen him all day, and he wondered what was going on. Hopefully, he hadn't hurt him too much. Then he had to laugh again because he had the image of Lars in his mind. The big, strong, all-powerful Lars, who was lying on the floor and had wet his pants in front of the whole class. With his cell phone in hand, John sat on the couch in the living room and searched for a delivery service where he could order something. Luckily, his father had provided him with a credit card so that he could actually take care of himself. He had just sent off his order and looked down at himself.

His thoughts revolved around the detention he had with Brianna. For him, it was an incredibly wonderful experience that he wanted to repeat. However, he wondered how they did it in porn. It amazed him anyway how the actors in the pornos could shoot so much cum, and he had to admit that he had also squirted a fair amount today. However, it was nothing compared to what he had seen in many porn movies. He understood the producers were reverberating, but it was still a cool picture, and he would like to be able to do it. On the other hand, he wondered how the performers were able to last so long and perform the act so many times in a row. Actually, he didn't ask himself that because a few clever cuts produced the desired result.

The real question he asked himself was whether he could change himself enough to be able to do this, or whether he could change himself at all. According to his app, the food would be with him in about half an hour. So he had more than enough time to test the ring on himself. Once in his room, he undressed and looked at himself in the mirror. He saw himself as slim and rather lanky. After all, he was pretty well-endowed as far as his manhood was concerned, but like every man, he knew there was always room for more. He concentrated on his best piece and saw how it was starting to grow. Surprised and relieved that he felt nothing, a thought he had not yet wasted time on, he let his flaccid member grow a few centimeters.

"What would it be like if I didn't need time to recover?" he asked himself. He immediately repeated the phrase several times as he wrapped his hand around his cock and began to masturbate. In his mind, Brianna, with all the changes he had made to her for detention, lay naked on his bed with her legs spread, begging him to come hard. Since the images were very fresh in his mind, it didn't take him long to come the first time. His hand rested on his cock for a moment, and they stood still as one. On the mirror in front of him, he could see his cum, which he had squirted against it and was now starting to slowly run down.

"It would be so hot if Brianna or one of the others licked it off now," he said to himself, realizing that he was already ready for another round. He immediately smiled and was glad that it had worked. So he started to work on his best piece again, this time imagining Lara squatting on her knees in front of the mirror.

She stuck out her tongue and leaned closer and closer to the mirror until she touched it, and then she licked the cum off the mirror with relish. As this image played out in his mind's eye, he wished he could produce more cum, a lot more, and while he was at it, he also wanted to test whether he could come on command.

His hand traveled up and down his shaft, getting faster and faster, and he could feel approaching his next orgasm. He felt he had reached the point, and the pleasure almost overwhelmed him, but he didn't cum until he allowed himself to, or more likely, begged for it. The pressure he felt just before he exploded was immense and surreal. But when he saw how much cum his cock was now spurting out, his jaw literally dropped. It was a dream come true for him. It was just a shame that he didn't have a woman around at the moment when he could have used it.

The doorbell brought him out of his thoughts, and he quickly pulled on a pair of jogging bottoms and a shirt before hurrying downstairs. His food had already been delivered, even quicker than he had expected. As soon as he had paid and the door was closed, he went into the living room. He put the food on the table before turning on the TV again and then going to the kitchen to get some cutlery. Back in the living room, he sat down on the couch and leaned over to finally eat something. He had just picked up his fork when the doorbell rang again, and John wondered who it could be. It was rare that he had visitors, and it was even rarer that he had unannounced visitors. It couldn't be his father, he had a key. Apart from the food that was already there, John hadn't ordered anything.

After an annoyed grumble, he got up and went to the door.

When he opened the door, there was ...

Chapter 10 Lars and his parents

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