In a place and time long-distant from the present...
Bulls were revered for their strength, size, and raw sexual and phallic power. So men began to see the bulls even as gods: Babylonian Hadad: the Egyptian Apis; the Minoan bull-leaping cult and the derived Greek stories of the Minotaur (half-man, half-bull); the Danube Valley and Indus Valley cults; Anatolian and Persian myths; and stretching as far as South Asia. These bull cults were symbolized by the bull’s phallus. There are even modern, less cult-based survivals such as Spanish, Portuguese, and southern French bullfights.
So men decided to test the phallic superiority of the Bull and wanted to be like them. They began by impersonating the bull’s strength and sexual power in brotherhoods celebrating the bulllteat, their name for their own penis, and bullmilk, men’s semen.
This story is about one such place where men did this. They called it the Bullpen.
First, a story to set the scene:
“All the usual young guys were at the lake, where we always went for one of our swim outings. After we’d had enough and gotten out of the water, we stretched out bareass on the grass to dry off a bit. A while later, some of us started to feel horny lying there naked, and as always, some of us got hard and started to jerk off. Soon, everybody was in on the circle jerk. We challenged each other to last, and not squirt too quick, because most of the fun was watching the other guys as they got hornier and hornier. Their expressions fueled our own horniness. Finally, one notorious gooner guy started squirting off, and soon there was a cascade of moaning and flying jizm.
“We stayed there feeling the glow and catching a second wind. Then, we started to get up. Some rinsed off the cum with lake water, most just licked it off our hands and wherever else it had landed. We went towards the rocks, where we hid our stuff. The first dude to get there shouted that somebody had taken our clothes.
“Then, some other guys we didn’t know came out from behind the trees carrying a bundle of our clothes. They laughed good-naturedly, and complimented us on our our jerk off techniques and heavy cumsquirts. At first we didn’t know how to react, but eventually we chilled out and laughed with them. Then, one of our group, a deeply committed jerkoff freak, asked if they wanted to join our next swim date. They answered with an invitation for us. They wanted some of us to visit them at their place nearby. We could stay with them for a while, and the rest of us could tell our friends and families that we’d be back in a few days. They chose five of us to go with them. They must have seen enough to know that the five they picked wouldn’t refuse...”
To be continued...
