I put my cock in the pump again.
There was something on the table. I heard the pumping start and I lost it.
My hands moved by themselves, grabbing a thing and then some other thing, using them both together. I wrote in the thing. What I wrote, I don't know.
There was a quick haze in my brain.
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I was guzzling down the stream of stuff that was being pumped down my throat. Fuck that shit was good. And addictive. Couldn't last 30 minutes without it, and it got me horny as fuck. So fucking horny I was always bouncing on that thick-ass dildo they'd have us sit on. It was all good to me. That stuff gave me this sick bod, so I wasn't gonna say no to it. I flexed my biceps, looking at how veiny they were between gulps. My hands roamed my aged body, starting with my beefy pecs. I barely had to work out, and still, I was fucking huge, like so fucking big. One of my hands drifted to my nipple. My thick nipple. My beefy nipple. My sensitive nipple. I felt the pressure of milk building up from that touch. I buckled my hips, and fed it to the pump. That's what I was built for. I'm a fuckin' milking bull. I've got the body of a god. I pinched both my nipples, slamming hard on the dildo I was sitting on. Fuck, that felt good. The stream of stuff intensified with every hump, and I guzzled it even faster. I was fed more stuff, and I fed more milk. As my oversized tanks emptied out, the stream of stuff slowed down. I took this opportunity to continue roaming my body. My aged body. Solid abs, a fucking eight-pack. Deep as shit, hairy like a fucking..... Like a fuckin' hairy thing. They were there to collect the saliva I couldn't mix with the stuff I was drinking. I was one hell of a bull.
It was all thanks to the company. I'd forgotten their name, who even gave a shit. They'd found me when I was selling rod pics on the... the thing with the other people. I was selling pics to others and also selling my milk. They gave me money for the milk and a few days later, a guy talked to me about some complicated stuff about my milk. They said they'd give me a whole lot of things, and all I had to do was shoot for them a lot. Like a fuckin' lot.
That was 20 years ago. Before all those 20 years of improvements they'd made to my body. Back then, my rod was fuckin' tiny, and so were my tanks. That rod didn't even reach my feet, now it was at least twice as long... And four times as thick. They kept on injecting growing things in my juicy rod, making it feel better and grow all the time. They did the same with my tanks. They used to only make a few cups of milk per shot, now it was in the fuckin' gallons. And they filled back up in just a few minutes.
Waddling with my goods was a hassle, but I never had far to go. The company gave me everything I wanted whenever I asked for it. Sometimes I asked for a thing I saw on the shows on TV, where everyone was always fucking. No matter what show was on, it was all about fucking. Those little twinks, fucked by daddies that weren't bulls like me. Fuck, I loved those little twinks. Sometimes I'd ask the company to send one or two over, eat their ass good and finger them until their fuckin' miniature rodlets shot whatever it was that wasn't milk. These little sluts loved me. There was even some sort of 'wanting list' I was told.
Thinking about those twinks was making me guzzle faster. The tube was so deep in my throat, all I did was put just a bit of pressure there to pump it in faster. Fuck, that was good. Whatever the shit in there was, it felt good when it reached my gut.
I used my right hand, moving it to the control panel, and turned a knob up. I pressed another button a good amount of times, and pushed a thing halfway before pressing a switch on. I took a deep breath before moving both hands behind my head, airing my hairy pits out. Fuck my head was smooth. I'd lost all the hair on top of my head a few weeks after accepting the company's offer, but the rest of my body was a... Very hairy thing. Especially my crotch.
The mechanical whirring that was usually background noise got louder a bit. I closed my eyes as I felt the dildo tense up in me, stretching my sensitive hole, spreading my bulky ass further apart. I tensed up as it rubbed against my huge, manly spot more and more. Fuck, I loved how the company helped me shoot my milk.
The pump sped up, and I joined, thrusting my hips into it, just as the dildo started moving out and back inside me. I breathed in slowly between guzzles, smiling against the tube filling my mouth. Pressure building up so bad in my tanks, I was pissing out premilk. Yeah, that dildo was fuckin' great. Even my premilk was worth a lot of... Things. It was worth a lot of things that the company used to get me nicer things.
Fuck I was pissing. My rod was throbbing a bunch. It was about to shoot some more milk. Yeah, I was a good bull. Watching twinks get their ass destroyed on TV, getting my rod milked, fed some delicious stuff.
I tensed up again, growling a loud moan against the pump in my throat. My toes curled as I impaled myself on the dildo. I gave them milk. I gave them all my milk. They'd get more, but I was giving them milk again. And I'd do it again a few minutes later. I always gave them milk.