Cake Story =
I have an interesting story to relate to you. = Recently I was=20 asked by a female friend of mine from a local all girls college, if I = could do=20 her a big favor. She said that she had a friend who was turning = twenty-one and=20 some of her girlfriends were going to throw her a big birthday bash. = They had=20 rented a small hall and would be providing all the food and drink = themselves.=20 They were also going to provide the nights entertainment. One of the = women it=20 seems had access to one of those large cakes that those girls usually = jump out=20 of. That’s were I come in. She wanted to know if I would be a doll = and=20 jump out of the cake for the women at the party and then maybe just = dance around=20 to the music.
My initial response was that of shock. I was not used = to being=20 asked these kinds of tasks, and must have turned a deep shade of red. = She told=20 me that it was completely harmless and was all good fun and would be a = real=20 "goof". She was really pleading with me. It seems they were on = a=20 budget and had run out of ideas and money. Apparently I was free, as was = the=20 cake.
She was so persistent that I finally said that I = would do it.=20 She told me the time and the location.
Later that weekend I showed up at the hall and found = Wendy, my=20 friend, setting up food and drinks with another attractive woman. Wendy = came=20 over to me, gave me a hug and told me that I was really a doll for doing = this=20 and that it’ll be fun. She usurered me into the back of the hall = and told=20 me that The guests will be arriving any minute and that I should remain = in the=20 cake until I hear the music start, then just pop open the fake lid and = step out=20 and dance. I said that it sounds simple enough. Then she instructed me = to strip=20 and get into the cake. I gave her a long look. Strip. I had brought my = Speedo=20 and was planning on wearing it. I ‘m sure I turned pale white, but = Wendy=20 was so distracted with her other duties that I am sure she did not even = notice=20 my discomfort. I thought about saying something to her, but I = didn’t want=20 to seem like a prude. So I slowly went to the back of the cake and began = to=20 remove all of my clothing, folding them in a neat pile. I was now = completely=20 nude. At that moment I was glad that I kept myself in good shape, = working out at=20 the gym. Some women were now beginning to file in. Luckily the cake was = so far=20 back that I don’t think anybody saw me climb up and get into = it.
Now I should mention the inside if this prop cake was = very=20 unpleasant. It smelled extremely musty and with the lid closed it was = hot as an=20 oven. Also there was very little room and I had to crouch down or I = would push=20 the lid open.
I began to hear the sounds of women laughing and = talking=20 loudly. I was getting very nervous. I tried to calm myself saying that = it would=20 be over in a few moments and then I would be on my way.
Then the unthinkable began to happen. I felt my penis = begin to=20 thicken. Because I was crouched down it started to crawl up my inner = thigh, but=20 that didn’t last long. It sprang forward and now free of my legs = it began=20 to perceptively thicken and lengthen. A moment later it was fully erect = and flat=20 against my stomach, well past my navel. I tried to think of anything = that would=20 deflate my sex, but alas, nothing worked. I felt it pulsing against my = stomach=20 wildly. That’s when I heard the music begin. I began to panic when = I felt=20 to cake being wheeled into what I believed was the center of the hall. I = could=20 easily hear the whoops and laughter of the raucous liquored women. Then = I heard=20 what sounded like Wendy’s voice whisper loudly behind the cake,=20 "Now". I had no choice at this point. My body was soaked with = sweat as=20 I pushed open the top and stood up into the bright light exposing my = erect penis=20 to all. I heard gasps and some other comments like, "Oh my = God," and=20 "So large." I had never been so humiliated in all my life. I = decided=20 at that point that I might as well just do what I have to do and then = leave. So=20 I slowly climbed down and began to dance with the women shouting at me. = I=20 thought it would be that easy, but Wendy had other ideas. She abruptly = stopped=20 the music and acting as M.C. she polled the audience, asking if they = would like=20 the handsome, young, well built and naked man with a honey of an = erection=20 to reach between his legs and masturbate himself until he ejaculated? = Her=20 question was met with a roar of approval. She then walked back over to = me and=20 setting one hand on my ass, told me she wanted me to jack off for the = girls.=20 When I told her that I’d rather not. Her tone changed and she said = that if=20 I didn’t start waxin’ my board, she’d throw me out = into the=20 street, nude and call the cops. As she said this she teased me with her = finger,=20 toying between by buttocks and nearly slipping it into my rectum at one=20 point.
This whole event began to seem like a nightmare. I = had little=20 choice. Wendy insisted that I sit on a barstool with my legs wide apart = while I=20 jacked off. She also told me to make it last, and to shoot high and = produce a=20 lot of seman. "Women," she said, "like to see a man go = off like a=20 geyser."
I was already leaking my arousal so I used the sticky = fluid to=20 lubricate myself. I started slowly at first but as I got into it I began = to=20 undulate my hips with each thrust into my fist. Some of the women were = urging me=20 on, saying things like, "Cum for me " and "Empty = yourself,=20 Sugar." I must have masturbated in front of the women for a good = fifteen=20 minutes, when I finally felt my nuts rise up into my abdomen. Then I = heard a=20 loud cry, that I realized came from myself, then a moment later I = began=20 to spew rope after rope of thick seman for the pretty women. My seed was = all=20 over the floor in front of me and running down my knuckles. I had = shot a=20 lot. It was a violent, satisfying cum. At that point I got a round of = applause=20 from the crowd. Some of the women were obviously flushed and made their = way to=20 the ladies room to freshen up, some others walked over to me and = examined my=20 seman on the floor in front of me.
Wendy, at that point, insisted that I remain nude for the rest of the = evening. As instructed by Wendy I mingled, naked among the ladies. All = of them=20 trying to act nonchalant, but there was no way not to notice them all = checking=20 me out and toward the end of the night I developed another erection. = Most of the=20 women had gone home already, but four ladies remained. They escorted me = out to=20 the parking lot, still nude. It was late and dark outside and the lot = was=20 deserted. They brought me over to a streetlight, and proceeded to have = one=20 woman, Andrea, felate me in front of the other three women. She was = really=20 getting into it and I was very close when she removed me from her mouth = and=20 proceeded to use her hand. They all watched intently as I once again = sprayed=20 several ribbons high into the air. Unfortunately some seman landed on = her dress.=20 This made her furious, so they piled me into one of their cars and drove = me to=20 the Student Union on their campus. All the while Andrea was berating me, = screaming, "You guys, with your nasty fluid that you spray all over = the=20 place. It’s going to cost me a fortune to dry clean this. And how = am I=20 supposed to explain this dried seed to them?" They drove to the = middle of=20 the Union Hall entrance, then kicked me out of the car, still nude with = my=20 clothes locked in their trunk and wished me luck getting home. Luckily = it was=20 late and no one was around. Then one of them said, "wait, get some = rope=20 from the trunk". One of the girls retrieved some rope and they = proceeded to=20 tie my hands behind my back. The Andrea came up to me and dropped down = between=20 my leg and felated me to a full erection. "Let’s see how far = he gets=20 with that", she said, pointing to my stiff penis. With that they = all got=20 into the car and left me standing there at the foot of the Quad, nude, = sporting=20 a terrific erection. I began to panic with the thought of being seen in = my=20 present condition. I immediately darted to a nearby tree. I realized I = had to=20 try and get back to my car, so I could get back home. So I began to = scoot from=20 one tree to another. Still there was no one around, luckily. I was = slowly tip=20 toeing to another tree when I heard a woman’s voice command,=20 "freeze"! I slowly looked back and saw a campus security = officer in=20 her patrol car. "Well, what do we have here? Is this some sort of = hazing=20 ritual?" I didn’t want to turn around for obvious reasons but = that=20 was not to be. "Turn around, pal". I gradually turned around, = and boy=20 did her eyes widen when she saw my erection. "My, my, isn’t = this=20 embarrassing for you. I’m sure you have a long story of how this = all=20 happened but you’ll have to tell it at the security office. Get in = the=20 car, please". I tried to plead with her to let me go, but she=20 wouldn’t have any of it. She helped me into the cruiser and off we = went to=20 the security office. I even asked her to cover me up for modesty sake, = but she=20 told me that she couldn’t. Procedure says that I have to be = processed=20 first before she would be able to clothe me. On the way over to the = office, she=20 kept looking back at me or I should say at my groin to obviously check = and see=20 if I still had an erection. I did. I don’t know why but I = couldn’t=20 loose my erection. Maybe because I was nervous. But it felt like the = stiffest=20 one I ever had. Finally we pulled up to the Security office and I was = escorted=20 into the building, my penis bouncing infront of me. The first person I = met was a=20 tall black woman, who I was told was the=20 Sergeant.