It Was a Matter of Lust and Death
Part 1 — The Helicopter: He was 100 miles away, and his dicks were already throbbing…
He could smell the scent of her wet pussy 100 miles away. The only way to stop this beacon of lust was to fuck WetPussyWoman hard in all her holes.
There was no time to lose.
It would be him, ThreeDickMan, or his arch enemies, the Evil Triplet Brothers. And he knew how twisted and wicked sex with the triplet could be.
He knew it from experience.
Four years ago, after his first breakup with WetPussyWoman, he had been drinking way too much. It was the only way to alleviate the pain he felt in his three dicks. It didn’t sum up; it multiplied.
He had tried to hook up with some ladies in the bar and even fucked one or two in the bathroom, but they couldn’t handle his three dicks. Having one dick ejaculating and the others standing straight was the equivalent of an exponential blue-balling. He was suffering. So he drank.
Too much.
The Evil Triplet Brothers sensed his distress. They used these exact words, knowing his chivalry code mandated him to agree.
“Oh, ThreeDickMan, you look like a damsel in distress tonight. Should we save you?”
And he had said yes. He had been so foolish.
But he had to admit they could handle his three dicks. They could handle them very well. It had been a night of excessive debauchery. He had discovered he could also handle three dicks. Even if it meant to grow a temporary extra asshole connected directly to his prostate.
He remembered the pleasure waves. He still felt the aftermath in some deeply repressed part of his brain.
Was it his fault the Triplet Brothers had become so evil? He had rejected them after their night of bliss. They had tried to contact him. Many times. But he had ghosted them like a loser on Tinder. What a shame. Maybe they were meant to complete each other?
Shaking his head and pushing back these thoughts to the back of his brain, ThreeDickMan focused back on the WetPussyWoman’s pheromonal call.
He was 100 miles away, and his dicks were already throbbing. He could masturbate and use the force of the ejaculation to speed up his run, but he would risk arriving post-orgasmic and sleepy at WetPussyWoman’s place. She would be sorely disappointed and might break up with him again.
The scent became stronger; WetPussyWoman was likely masturbating while watching one of their sex tapes. He had to find a solution. She couldn’t remain unsatisfied, for terrible things would happen then.
“The hell with my secret identity; it’s a matter of lust and death.” ThreeDickMan stripped off his clothes and started the engines. He would fly to WetPussyWoman thanks to this three-dick helicopter technique.
There was a risk.
When flying, he was vulnerable to surface-to-air dick missiles. The sight of his three mighty dicks was usually enough to repel any dick missiles his enemies might launch. But in helicopter mode, his dicks were turning so fast that they became radar invisible, and dick missiles could fly through and hit him, hard in his asshole.
Enough hits meant the pleasure waves sent to his prostate could trigger a triple ejaculation, making his dicks limp. Meaning he would crash like an old empty ball sack.
He was ready to take this risk for WetPussyWoman. She was the love of his life.
Or was she?
Putting his cocks in helicopter mode reminded him of games they had played with the Triplet Brothers during that crazy night. He liked that they were always in to try new things. They had no fear, but, more importantly, they had no shame. They were free to explore their desires. It was natural to them.
He had done the helicopter with them. With each brother impaled on one of his dicks, he had launched the helicopter mode. Based on the spectral analysis he conducted after, the orgasmic force released during their simultaneous orgasms could have been observed from the Andromeda galaxy.
He had never experienced this kind of pleasure with WetPussyWoman.
Could it be that his true loves were the Evil Triplet Brothers?
Wasn’t there more than mind-blowing sex to a relationship?
The first dick missile missed his anus by a tenth of an inch. Before he could react, dick missiles two, three, and four had penetrated his asshole and sent shockwaves of pleasure to his command center.
Will ThreeDickMan survive the attack? And will he arrive on time to fuck WetPussyWoman in all her holes? Or will the Evil Triplet Brothers be faster and show her what wicked sex looks like?
Stay tuned for part 2!
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