Joshs Study: Working Draft on Real-Life Cumflation on HotGuySecret
Gay Gang-Bang Real-Life Cumflation Fantasy
Draft 2 (Non AI-assisted)
As he neared his thirty-third birthday, Josh found himself somewhat jaded at his formerly favorite sexual pastimes. What had seemed extreme in his younger years of experimentation was becoming a little … flat. Ironically, the naturally slim-figured, gym-going Josh had been pushing the limits for years of his preferred fetish practice, inflating his normally flat belly with water and air.
Josh discovered his interest in temporary belly growth in the early years of bottoming, enjoying the weight, pressure and expansion of a warm enema cleaning out his lower intestines nearly as much as the sex that followed. As he got older and his wages from working as a graphic designer increased, he spent much of his “fun” money on inflation devices, including a sophisticated, high-end shower nozzle attachment the installed as soon as he had his own place. Manual air pumps gave way to increasingly powerful, commercial-grade aquarium air pumps that, like water, provided an amazing sensation, but could only stretch the appearance of his relatively compact belly outward so far. Eventually, Josh found himself topping out on his personal records for both water and air intake, and besides – it all had to come rushing back out so quickly, leaving him figuratively and literally deflated. He frequently wondered to himself if there was somehow another way, another technique he could discover to take his instant belly growth to the next level.
Inflation porn was fun, but not a source of education – he’d done it all, as far as he knew from countless hours of practice and looking for inspiration on the internet. One topic he kept returning to with fascination and increasing interest, however, was the seemingly impossible “cumflation” imagined by manga and other fantasy drawings and animations. A superhero fan, Josh had stumbled across what he considered the best “cumflation” manga out there in his many searches for jackoff material: “Spidey and the Love Bite,” a several-panel fantasy in which Spider-Man is supernaturally compelled to present himself to a merciless gang fuck, filling with cum until he waddles to the toilet cradling a substantial belly to spurt it all back out. The panels continue until Venom, who created the compulsion in the first place by sending a tiny spider to “love bite” his nemesis, arrives to shove his comically oversized cock into Spider-Man’s wrecked hole, shoving his belly outward and leaving him stuffed with a full-term mass of come. The fantasy continued until Spider-Man’s hole is stretched to the limit to deliver their demon child, who immediately restarts the process of a no-limits cunting of Spider-Man’s guts while sucking cum-milk from his swollen chest. It wasn’t a proud fascination by any means, but Josh rationalized his dick liked what it liked.
Josh decided if he could spend as many hours of his life successfully looking up specialty porn, he could turn his online research skills to scientific and even dark web studies and article dedicated to the possibility of “cumflation.” After skipping over articles that primarily described the phenomenon (cartoon representations of men fucked so full of cum their guts began to expand and protrude from the consistently increasing volume, often by gang bangs from hung rough guys or even fantastic massive-dicked man-like creatures with unlimited reserves of spooge), he found himself aroused but frustrated at his lack of progress. Finally, a link titled, “Studies of ‘cumflation’ in hypersexually active gay men” caught his eye. The study is a small one, conducted by a seemingly reputable team of academic sexologists and psychologists. Its focus was on a group of gay men who self-identified as having a particular interest in and fascination with the idea of “cumflation.”
In the study, hypersexuality in the gay male cohort is represented by sexually active gay men who solely bottom without their partner wearing a condom, and take in 10 or more cum loads in a single or consecutive sessions. The study finds that a statistically significant percentage of the men studied experience mild to moderate “cumflation” aligned with their advanced capability to get fucked serially and the correspondent looseness of the “second hole” opening allowing cum to flow in and up through the lower intestine, depending on the emptiness of the digestive system, the speed and intake of the cum loads and the ability of the intestinal track to expand. It concludes that cartoon representations of “cumflation” could hypothetically be possible if the bottom went through sufficient volume of sexual partners with associated high cum production in a timely enough manner, as long as each cumulative load was retained and forced further and higher into the intestinal system. However, they also note that there are limits to the expansion, and that overfilling the intestines with cum could potentially lead to discomfort or even injury.
Nevertheless, the study speculates, there may be a “valve” function produced by the body if the cum volume were somehow sufficient to push into the exit of the stomach and reach into the throat, spewing out of the mouth and also leaking out at the anal insertion point. In that instance, the authors envisioned a “super-bottom” could continue getting fucked as long as a sufficient supply of sexual partners were present to deliver fresh loads. As Josh reads the study, his mind races with possibilities. What if he were a “super-bottom?” The idea of a “valve” function opening up and allowing the cum to flow out of his mouth shocks but also intrigues him.
Considering how he might be able to recreate the conditions described in the study, Josh starts with what he knows. He steadily recruits guys he finds attractive, researching what they’re packing in dick size and load volume through apps and word of mouth in online comments and community reputation. Over time (and practice), he manages to assemble a little more than a dozen fuck buddies, each with impressive capacity.
Josh sets out to engineer a thinly-veiled group invitation to a party at his place, figuring with little manipulation, it will become a gangbang with him as the “bangee.” After all, 14 tops are going to talk among themselves and research, too, probably coming to the mutual conclusion that he’s, if not a “super bottom,” a garden-variety slut of high proportions.
As the date of the party approaches, Josh strives to make everything just right. He embarks on a multi-day cleanse diet, including regular, deepening shower shot sessions to clean himself out and stretch his intestines. He even deploys the biggest insertion bulbs from his Japanese cleansing kit he’s previously been skeptical to try, holding increasing amounts of warm water as his digestive tract nears pristine conditions. Josh’s diet focuses on ultra clean, high-bulk carbs guaranteed to pass in full, leaving him feeling light and empty.
The day of the party arrives, and Josh is content he is empty as he’s ever been, ready to start his quest to max out his insides with volumes of cum. As more and more guys come through the door, he realizes that not only have all the guests he invited showed up, looking ready to have a great “group” experience, but that many of them have brought handsome, hunky friends as well. His last casual count of house guests stops at twenty-four, with maybe a couple more he missed or miscounted. Could tonight be his “cumflation” experience waiting to happen?”
As the party gets underway, Josh can feel the excitement and nervousness building both inside him and within the vibe of the collected guests. He makes small talk, trying to hide his true intentions while also gauging each man’s interest in the activities he has planned. Some of them seem eager and excited, while others are more reserved. But as the night goes on and the alcohol flows, the atmosphere grows more relaxed and charged with sexual energy.
Noticing more than a few conversations that include lowered voices and collective glances in his direction, Josh decides the time has come to reveal the real reason for the party. “Hey guys, I really appreciate you all coming tonight,” he says. “I see lot of you have gotten to know each other over the past couple of hours and may have guessed what you all have in common. I’d be surprised if not, because I’ve been pretty busy these past few weeks hanging out with each of you, getting, well – fucked.”
Shifting his weight out of nervousness and excitement, Josh says, “I’ve invited you all here, and welcome your friends that I’ve met tonight, too, to take this party into the bedroom. I have what I hope is an exciting experiment for all of us to try. I … is anyone into ‘cumflation?'” A murmur of excitement ripples through the group as several men nod and raise their hands, expressing their interest. “I’m glad some of you are familiar, and it’s not all that hard a concept to grasp, since it’s pretty much in the name. You all follow me into the bedroom – I know a lot of you have been there already,” he says, sheepishly grinning. “I’ll explain more.”
Josh’s bedroom, his sanctuary, is a relatively big one, with plenty of room for his oversized king bed and spare on furniture, his décor aesthetic. It’s a lot of people to fit, but the room just seems full, instead of overcrowded. He takes a deep breath and relays what he’s learned about the scientific possibility of making a cartoon cumflation fantasy into a reality, with the tactics and challenges they’ll need to work through if it has a chance to be successful. As he finished talking, Josh notices he has been mindlessly rubbing his crotch, and sees some of the guys watching him doing the same.
Without ceremony, he removes his T-shirt to reveal his toned torso, the band of his favorite Nasty Pig jock strap peeking out from his jeans waistband. “I hope everyone is ready to get started,” he says, taking an oversized water bottle filled with J-Lube from under the bed and placing it on the nightstand. Laying a generous towel lengthwise across the bed, he begins to feel the heat of desire spark in the room, and begins to harden as he anticipates the gang fuck he’s about to take on. He removes his jeans, tossing them toward the wall, and says, “Who’s first?”