Cone-Shaped Cock Society, part I: Origins

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Cone-Shaped Cock Society, part I: OriginsAuthor’s Note: My multi-part short stories tell the exploits of a special society: The Cone-Shaped Cock Society. Membership in the CSCS is exclusively by invitation. Invitees must be a male with a particular anatomical feature:When erect, their penis must be more than three times as wide at the base as it is at the tip.Very few men qualify for membership, but those who do share their bedroom exploits with each other in this Society – online, sharing short stories, usually accompanied by explicit photos.This fetish isn’t for everyone. It’s for men who like seeing women stretched to their limit, and for a select group of women who wonder just how wide they can take it.##I didn’t know I was different. When I started to experience sexual feelings like all teenage boys do, I would stroke myself to orgasm – in bed, or in the shower. But I had not yet seen other boys’ cocks, and was sheltered at first from pornography.Hi. My name is Jon, and, inevitably, as I will describe, the internet changed my awareness of things. I would huddle over my school buddies’ laptop computers at home after school, while my mom and dad were at work. I didn’t have my own computer, but my parents had internet and at first my pals and I went on Tumblr – usually using my friend Manny’s laptop computer. “Look at this guy’s dick, it’s huge!” my friends would say. I would look at the explicit pictures with some confusion: I’d see a man and a woman, naked, with his cock entering her wet pussy and a look of pleasure on their faces. But to me the cocks looked long, but very thin – very skinny.I was familiar with my own dick, obviously, and its shape when it got hard When it was soft it looked meaty and somewhat thick, but not really unusual, compared to most of the photos I saw online. When I was aroused, though, its true shape appeared: A normal, wide tip above an ever-widening shaft. It was like one of those orange traffic cones – pointed at the business end, but broad, thick and fat at its base. I have pretty small hands, and when I stroked it, I couldn’t get my hand more than half way down the shaft – the girth of it separated my fingers from their initially looped position. Sometimes I soaped myself up and stroked it with both hands – only by making an “O” with my two thumbs touching each other and my index fingers touching each other could I fit my hands all the way around the base.Eventually at one of these porn ogling sessions, with two of my friends, I spoke up. My friend Aaron had said, “Fuck, that guy is massive!” – and he pointed to a man whose long cock was poised to penetrate a skinny blonde’s ass. “I wish my dick was that thick,” added Manny, who was a year older and was the only one of us who had actually been with a girl.I intervened: “I’m sorry guys, but it doesn’t look big. All these guys have skinny cocks. And they’re shaped weird!” Aaron glanced at Manny, who replied: “So…Jon, your dick is thicker than that? Yeah right. Dream on b*o.” Manny scrolled to the next Tumblr photo. The same couple, this time doing 69 with the slender blonde on top. Manny continued, “She can barely get her mouth around the thing, it’s so fucking thick. Not like your pencil dick, Jon!” Aaron and he laughed, and looked bursa escort at me for my reaction to their insults.I needed some resolution. I said, “OK, I’m sorry guys. I know I’m not experienced or whatever, but I’m not blind either. All these guys in all these fucking pictures, they have dicks like poles. They’re as skinny at the bottom as they are at the top. That’s just plain weird, OK?”Manny knew where this was going, and Aaron sat back to await the inevitable. Manny took the opportunity. “OK, Jonny boy, you’re making some bold claims here. First, you’re saying this stud with the 8-inch schlong isn’t thick, compared to you?” I nodded. “That’s right,” I replied “I mean, she’s obviously working hard to deal with it, but even if it’s thick at the top, it doesn’t get any thicker at the bottom. That’s weird.””No, that’s normal,” Aaron intervened. He was the smartest of the three of us, and for an 18 year old, prided himself on being logical. “If I understand you, Jon, you think a cock should be thicker at the base than at the top?” I nodded again.”Yeah, a lot thicker,” I said. When I see Ariella Berman in those tight fucking shorts at the volleyball games after school, I get a little worked up, know what I mean? And when that happens, my thing is like …” I paused to think… “it’s like twice as wide at the bottom as it is at the top.” I probably underestimated myself, but didn’t want to over-state things.Manny called my bluff. “OK boys, we have a … a ….” He couldn’t find the word. Aaron came to his rescue: “A quandary.” Manny smirked. “Whatever. But there is one way to resolve it, and we’re gonna do that right now. Jon!” I looked up from the screen at Manny. He said:”Jon, listen carefully. Aaron and I are gonna go into your kitchen and grab some food. We’re gonna snack for a minute, and while we’re doing that, you’re gonna sit here and scroll through this Tumblr and get yourself … primed. Know what I mean? Imagine that this dude is you, and that tiny blonde is Ariella, ok? And she’s working you over with that pretty little mouth of hers and you’re gonna cream on her tiny tits. Got it? When Aaron and I come back in here in like 5 minutes, you better be stroking it. And we’re gonna find out once and for all whether you’re as big as you say you are.”I was totally embarrassed by this. “Wait a minute! I’m not saying I have some monster tool, or whatever, I’m just saying it’s wide at the bottom.” Manny nodded. “Fair enough. I don’t care if you have a one inch dick, like that Chinese k** who whipped it out to take a leak in the bushes at the block party last week. But even if it is an inch long, when it’s hard it better be at least two inches wide at the base. Now get to work. Concentrate on the blonde – that shaved pussy? That’s Ariella, man, and she’s all yours!”Manny and Aaron headed to the kitchen to grab some chips and soda. I paused for a moment after they left, glanced at the clock (my parents would be home at 5:15) and then at the laptop. The blonde did kind of look like Ariella – fair skin, freckles, short blonde hair, and a truly petite little body. I wondered if Ariella had pink, puffy nipples like the Tumblr girl. I wondered if she had ever sucked her boyfriend off, like the girl in the photos bursa escort bayan was doing. I scrolled down and almost without thinking rubbed my crotch through my jeans. My cock stirred.I looked some more and by the time I was imagining Ariella opening her soft pink mouth to drink my stream of cum, like the hottie in the pictures was doing, I was lost in a daydream of epic proportions. I imagined myself pumping my hard dick in and out of her mouth, her volleyball uniform pulled up to reveal her perky tits, her shorts around her ankles to expose her hairless twat. I had unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my knees. I stroked my hard dick up and down, wanting my hand to be Ariella’s sweet virgin mouth.I wasn’t far from exploding when Manny and Aaron silently darkened the doorway. They saw the laptop screen, with a large photo of the Tumblr model, open mouthed, looking up at her man. And they saw me leaning back in the desk chair, my jeans and boxers around my knees. They saw my right arm moving up and down rapidly, obviously stroking my hard dick.They moved in closer to reach a verdict. When I realized I wasn’t alone, I remembered how I got into this situation – and stopped stroking. I pulled my t-shirt down over my hard dick to hide it, and sat up, sheepishly. “Dudes! How about some fucking privacy! I thought you guys were raiding the fridge.”Manny spoke. “Sorry man, you know the deal – let’s see it. Show us what you got.” I hesitated.”No homo” added Aaron.Manny nodded, but didn’t take his eyes off the stretched fabric of my t-shirt, pulled down to hide the stiff rod in my lap. I really did want to resolve this dispute and to understand why these guys thought the Tumblr dude was so “massive.”I lifted my t-shirt. My friends stared in disbelief. Standing straight up from my slender hips, between my thighs, was a cock about 6 inches in length. It was difficult for them to judge the length of my dick, however, because to them, the proportions made no sense. The tip was maybe an inch wide – its head a normal looking one (if a little swollen due to its arousal). But below the head, their rules of human anatomy seemed to vanish. The smooth skin of my shaft was decidedly not normal in shape. Instead, as they looked at its full extension, they saw that it grew rapidly thicker from below the head to where it met my big, smooth ball sack. I shaved my balls, which seemed to interest my friend Aaron, by the way.I held it upright with the fingers of my left hand. They stared some more. At its base, my cock was not twice as wide as it was at the tip. It was not three times as wide. It was, it seemed, almost four times the thickness at its base.It was, in a word, a cone.Manny spoke first. “What….the fuck. Dude, that thing is a monster!” He looked at Aaron, but only for a moment. “Aaron, tell me you are seeing this too.” Aaron couldn’t speak. I think his own cock was stirring a little in his pants, and he stared as intently as he could, to memorize what he was seeing, thinking somehow he might never see it – or anything remotely like it – again.I spoke next. “So? See what I mean? This is what a cock looks like. Thicker at the bottom. You telling me this isn’t what your hard-on looks like?” Manny had to force himself escort bursa to talk – all without removing his eyes from the anatomical specimen he was inspecting. “No Jon, that is not at all what mine looks like. And I’m not sure, but I’m going to guess that Aaron’s doesn’t either. We have normal dicks, dude, and they are shaped like everyone else’s. Like the ones you see on the web. They aren’t fucking traffic cones like that monster you’ve got. Holy shit dude, you are going to destroy some pussy with that thing! Jesus!!” He and Aaron forced some nervous laughter, but never took their eyes from my solid cone of firm, pink flesh.The phone rang and startled all of us. I hurriedly pulled up my jeans to hide my penis cone, and the other two boys looked at each other without having to exchange words. Their faces said it all. They were amazed.”Hello? Oh yeah, hi mom. Uh, no, Manny and Aaron are here, we’re just….looking at cat videos. And stuff. On YouBook. I mean, FaceTube. You know – online.” I was flustered. “Oh, OK, cool. Yeah, thanks. OK See ya.” I hung up.”That was my mom. She’s on her way home a little early. You guys wanna stay for dinner or anything?” Manny and Aaron made excuses and Manny grabbed his laptop from my desk. Without cleaning up the mess they had made in the kitchen during the few minutes when I was stroking myself to hardness, they both left by the front door. I watched them as they walked up the street from my house, animatedly talking to each other and gesturing with their hands. I saw Aaron forming an “O” with his thumbs and index fingers, as I would do to pleasure himself.I knew I had just a few minutes before my mom came home. I went into the bathroom and put some moisturizer on my hands. I pulled my jeans back down to my knees and stood before the mirror. My cock had gone back to its flaccid state, but it wasn’t long before some tugging had engorged it again. I closed my eyes and stroked my cone, feeling my fingers spread as they descended the broad shaft. I imagined Ariella’s mouth around my dick, her tongue pressing my hard, thickened rod, and sure enough, in just a minute or two, I spurted a massive load of wet, white cum from the stimulated head of my crazy-looking dick. The cumshot arced through the air and splatted against the bathroom mirror, behind the sink. I stroked and squeezed, and a second white hot load of sticky semen launched from my cone and landed on the tile below the mirror. Finally a third blob of cum blasted from my dick and – in my mind – coated the cheeks, nose and eyelids of Ariella Berman.I breathed heavily as my conical cock emitted a few more drops onto the bathroom rug. I wondered what it all meant. What had Manny said about my dick? It was massive? Giant? A monster? If that was true…of course, the girls would want me! I imagined whole new vistas of my life opening up ahead of me. I had a big dick! It was like a blessing I had not even known about!But I came back to reality quickly – how would the girls know about my big cock? I couldn’t whip out a hard-on in school. I couldn’t pass a note: “Ariella – do you like cone shaped penises? Check one: YES NO MAYBE.”I would have to figure out a way to get the word out. And I thought I knew how to do it, too…it would simply require some careful planning.Just then my mom’s voice came from down the hallway. “Jonny? You here?” I quickly pulled up my pants and grabbed a Kleenex, to wipe down the mirror, which was covered with my cum.TO BE CONTINUED

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