At the beginning of the week, Melissa, Keisha, Sally, and the rest of the cheerleaders, phoned Authenticock, in New York, and confirmed that they were coming to the high school soiree, for the weekend, with all of their equipment and crew. Tracy said she was dying to work with horny, teen-girls, her own age, and said they’d be bringing the guillotine, and all their castrating knives and elastrators. Sally warned Tracy that some of their boyfriends, had really huge cocks, including her own humpy, Clive, who’d be packin’ fourteen-and-a half gorgeous inches! Tracy answered. "Boy, THAT’S exciting! But, don’t worry, we’ve gotten a new, extra-large elastrator, for the really big packages, for banding up-to three-inch-wide pricks!"

"Wow! That’s great!," countered Keisha, "You’ll need that here! Some of the studs on this swim-team are totin’ some serious meat!"

Sally took the phone and added, "We had a cock-measuring event Saturday night, as well as a mini-blow-job competition, so this-coming-weekend, we want to have a big, group blow-job contest, and one contest for the girls, in a Prettiest Pussy, and hottest-lesbian-scene judging, a best-looking cock contest, which culminates, hopefully in a trophy-cock event, where the Lez-scene, and prettiest pussy winners, get to cut-off the biggest cocks, for the trophies, and your real-cock dildos!"

"That sounds really exciting!," enthused the randy-Tracy. "We can bring you some of those nice, wooden, trophy-bases ... and the neat thing is, they’re already-fitted with, like, a twelve-inch steel rod, sticking-up from the middle of the base, which the trophy-maker assembles the different trophy-styles on! You could insert that rod, into the base of the each dick’s urethra, shove the severed penis, all-the-way-down, and ... voila! ... You’re in the trophy-cock business!"

"Fabulous!," yelled Sally. "And then we could take pictures of all the lucky-girls, in-a-line, proudly holding their cock-trophies, standing next to the donors, pointing to their vacant crotches!  I love it!"

"I love it too!," giggled the irrepresable, teen-tart, Tracy. "Do you think the high school honchos, would let you display the trophy cocks in the Swim-Team trophy-cabinet, in the main lobby? As long as you refrigerate them at night, they’ll keep for a few days, before we have to send them to the tanners in Arizona, to make your real-cock dildos."

"Ahhhh ... They might have issues, over that!," replied Sally. "We’ll see! It’s a super idea! We’ll get you two rooms at the Comfort Suites, and see you Friday night. Bye!"

The cheerleaders worked on their humpies, and the other big-cocked studs, all week, to convince them of the wisdom, of giving up their huge packages, for the girls’ trophies, and ultimate real-cock, dildo strap-ons. AND ... it seemed to work! By the time the weekend rolled-round, the guys had pretty-much, accepted the idea — as long as they had the thrill of their girlfriends, or the Lez contest-winners, cutting their cocks and balls off!

Keisha, one of the cheerleaders, met the Authenticock girls, at the airport, in a limo, and loaded-up the crew, and their equipment, including the six-foot, boxed-up guillotine, and left the airport. Tracy spoke first, "Gad, you made me so horny on the phone, talking about all this huge high school cock. I’m aching for a piece of that, along with some nice lesbian smooth-work! Are most of you girls Bi-sexual?"

"Ya," answered Keisha, "We’re nearly all Bi- ... Or getting there! But, still, nobody I know, would turn-down a nice, big, THICK cock! I love ‘em long AND THICK, so they give my tight pussy, a nice stretching! That’s why we all took-to your Real-Cock dildo ads! I figure it’s the best of all possible worlds! And, Tracy, we’ve got these big studs so hot, they’re ready to turn-over those big beauties to us!"

By this time, Tracy was so turned-on, in the back-seat, she pulled her tiny thong aside, and was twisting her prominent clit with one hand, while she’d stuck three fingers up her dripping pussy, with the other! "Need a little help, sister?," asked Keisha, as she pulled Tracy’s little ‘Hooters’ top, up, and began sucking her stiff nipples.

"Oh, my God!," hollered Tracy, "I’m so horny, I could get-off on the phone book!," as she trembled in her strong orgasm. The limo-driver, who was watching this whole performance, in the rear-view mirror, had his substantial cock, out, and was whanking-it like mad, while he darted in-and-out of traffic, with one-hand on the wheel! Just after Tracy came down from her climax, he saw her pussy-juices, spray-out on his car seat, and that did it for him! He started shooting-out great bolts of semen, over the top of the steering-wheel, and onto the inside of the windshield. Soon, it was almost impossible to see-through it, and Keisha reached in-front of him, with a Kleenex, to clear the view, while he continued squirting! She quickly reached in her purse, and found one of the thick, small rubber-bands, she’d used on Clive, and did a double-half-hitch around the middle of his big shaft, cutting-off the flow, saying, "Jesus, Bro! ... ‘You tryin’ to kill us all, over a dose of the hornies!?"

"Well, I was horny," he explained, " when I saw Tracy there, getting-off, and I just couldn’t help it!"

"Sorrrrry," whimpered Tracy, with her cute, little grin...

"Sure you were," followed Keisha, "But, you know, guy, you can get five points on your driver’s license, for totaling your vehicle, during orgasm!" They all laughed, and dropped-off the equipment, at The Nookie Hill Club, on the way to their rooms at the Comfort Suites.

That night, the Authenticock, crew, Gloria, Sharon, Tracy, and Amanda, the suturing nurse, arrived at the Club early, to set-up the guillotine, the two portable castration benches, a table for the elastrators and bands, as well as the wickedly-sharp, curve-bladed cutting knives. Head-Cheerleaders, Melissa, and Keisha, joined them, and gave them a high school swim-team banner, in the blue and white school colors, which they and Tracy taped to the front of the castration-table. Soon the couples started trickling-in ... about half-of-them, bi-girls, with their girlfriends, and the other half, bi-girls with their boyfriends. The girls of the latter group, had been working-on their well-hung humpies all week, trying to persuade them to agree to give-up their big-packages, tonight, for use as real-cock dildos, in the girls’ strap-ons. We would soon see, how well they succeeded! Within a half-hour, everyone had arrived, gotten their beers, and began to settle-in for a night of fun and frolic! Keisha took-over the reins as Mistress-of-Ceremonies, and introduced Tracy and her crew to the ensemble, and announced that tonight, they would be taking the results of last week’s Largest Cock Contest, and inviting the ten most-well-hung guys, and their girlfriends, to come-up on stage, for the Best Blow-Job Contest! The girls would have the chance to coach their studs into sucking-off a guy, of the girl’s choice, following the girl’s horny instructions and fantasies. Some of the fellas, complained right-away, "Hey, I like girls!" "I’m no fag!" Or, "I don’t wanna’ suck no cock!" The girls reassured them, that nobody was going to think they were gay! That this was a hot fantasy of the girls, and was an important part of the three contests, leading up to tonight’s Trophy Cock Presentation. Reluctantly, they agreed. Then Keisha announced, that the winner, and his girlfriend, would BOTH be able to have their way, with any two girls of their choice! Well, THAT picked-up the guys’ enthusiasm!

"OK," continued Keisha. Let’s start-off with the number-three guy in last week’s biggest cock contest, Larry, and his humpy, Lauren. We’ll call them couple-number-three. Get-out of your clothes, and Lauren, ... pick out the guy, who you want your Larry to get-it-on with!" Lauren, of course, immediately picked number one, the fire-chief, Clive!

"Jesus!," jumped-in Larry ... "I should have known you were going to do that! How am I supposed to get that monster fourteen-and-a-half-inch sausage down my throat!?"

"C’mon," purred Lauren, "I’ll coach you through it! I can’t WAIT!" Lauren led her humpy, by his amazingly-thick, stiffening prick, over to where Clive waited at center-stage. She knelt-down in front of him, saying, "I want him to do you first. Let me get your nice thirteen-inch dick, hard for you..." Whereupon she took his big glans, into her mouth, swished her tongue around it a bit, until he was fully-erect, looked-up and announced, "OK, Clive, he’s already for you!" Clive went down on his knees, and sucked Larry’s rampant cock into his mouth, as his humpy, Keisha came over from the podium, to tell Clive, what she wanted to see. Lauren held the thick base of Larry’s prick, as she gently pushed his tight butt towards Clive’s stretched-lips, in an in-and-out motion.

"Push it in deeper, Larry, work it deeper into his throat! Here, honey, take your hands, and hold the back of Clive’s head, and pull him into your crotch, and keep pumping. "I want to see that entire big dick of yours, completely down-his-throat, ... and you’ve still got three-inches to go!" Lauren kept whispering to him, as she squeezed the base of his huge hard-on, "Every-time you pull it out an inch, shove-it-in TWO inches! See, you’re gaining on him! Look, you have one-more inch to-go, and you’ll be completely buried, balls-deep, down his throat!"

The girls in the audience, and on stage, were cheering, singing, and chanting-them-on, to the tune of "I believe I can fly...": "Shove it in! ... Shove it IN! ..... Oh shove it in ... Shove it, ALL THE WAY!..." Just then Lauren caught Keisha’s eye, grinned, and said, "Shall we help them?"

"You bet!," answered Keisha, as she and Lauren both grabbed their humpy’s cute butt-cheeks, and pushed them together, sending Larry’s big prick, totally-down Clive’s packed throat to the hilt!

"Ok, now, baby," whispered Lauren, "Pump hell out of that big beauty, while I squeeze your pretty nuts!" Larry continued pulling Clive’s head to him, every-time he jammed his crotch, into Clive’s face. "Fuck him, fuck his tight-throat!," urged Lauren, as she squeezed his bulging ball-sack with one hand, and stuck her index-finger up his ass, with the other! That did it for Larry! He started cumming, BIG-time, shooting great wads of sperm, directly down-into Clive’s stomach, as Lauren kept crushing his balls, and rotating her finger inside her humpy’s ass-hole, stimulating his prostate, to shoot more semen. Clive began gagging, as Larry’s hugely-flared cock-heard, swelled in his throat, and kept squirting a seemingly-endless load of cum, down-into his friend’s belly.

Keisha whispered to Clive, "Drink it baby! Swallow all his delicious, hot cum! Fill-up your tummy with it! Is it nice and salty?  God, I wish he’s save a few squirts for me, but the way Lauren’s working him, it looks like she’s going to have those big balls drained, for sure! Here, let me massage your throat for you...maybe it’ll help you swallow all that lovely sperm!" Finally, despite Lauren’s taking a ball in each hand, and milking Larry’s nutsack, as hard as she could, she eventually pumped-him dry. As he slowly withdrew his still-stiff prick, from Clive’s gagging throat, the audience went crazy, screaming and applauding. Lauren gripped the now-exposed base of his spent cock, and used it to help-pull Larry, out of Clive’s throat and mouth. Sperm was bubbling out of Clive’s lips, and running-down the corner of his mouth, as Keisha began French-kissing her humpy, trying to scoop-up as much cum as she could, with her tongue and lips. "Yummy!," she exclaimed, as she began shaking to the orgasm, she’d been trying to hold-back! Lauren licked all-over Larry’s still-hard, dripping prick, like a vanilla ice-cream cone, as she twisted her clit, and came, amid the cheers of the audience! As soon as the girls finished climaxing, they and the guys, stood-up, dripping in cum, faced the cheering crowd, grinned, and waved, as the bartender came on-stage, bearing a tray of four, ice-cold beers. "What a START!," yelled Keisha, as she staggered back to the podium. "OK, let’s let these guys take five, and finish their cold beers, before they do the ole’ switcheroo!"

After they took their short break, Keisha and Lauren got their humpies back, center-stage, and announced, "Alright, let’s swap cock!"

"Oh, my God!," was all Larry could say, before Lauren pushed him to his knees, and ordered, "Shut up and EAT!" Keisha applied a few manual strokes to Clive’s incredible, fourteen-and-a-half-inch weapon, to where it was stiffly-horizontal, and starting to shine.

Lauren whispered into her humpy’s ear, "Grip that beauty, at it’s base, and rub-it-around your face, and across your lips, as you use your tongue, to scoop the pre-cum out of his tip, and smear-it all over his massive cock-head, so it’ll go down your throat easier! You’re going to need all the lubrication you can GET, to slide that gorgeous cock, down your throat!"

Keisha reached-in, gripping Clive’s heavy prick at the base, squeezed, and slid her tight fingers, all the way up to the tip, pushing the rest of his pre-cum, up and out of his cock-head, like she was getting the remainder of her toothpaste, out-of the tube! "There, Larry, that ought-to-help get it down-your-throat easier!," Keisha said, grinning. At that point, Keisha rubbed it all over Clive’s now fully-erect monster-prick, held the back of Larry’s head, for leverage, with one hand, and the middle of Clive’s shining shaft, with the other, telling him, quietly, "Slide this beauty, down his throat!"

Lauren, coaching HER humpy, told Larry, "Lick your lips, and stretch-them-open, really-wide! Here comes his huge dick-head ...Lick it, and take it into your mouth, and savor the taste, and it’s hardness. Bite it, just behind the giant, flared, purple head! Sink your teeth into his stiff meat, like you were going to bite-it-off. Bite him HARD! ... Draw blood! See, your entire mouth is totally-stuffed, with that magnificent meat! It’s the size, and color of a big plum! ... And even more yummy! I can’t WAIT ‘till you’ve got that amazing penis, down your throat, and half-way to your stomach, and it starts belching his ball’s hot sperm, down into your belly!" The audience, hearing all the hot-talk, started getting rally horny, with many of the girls getting-down onto their knees, in-front of their girlfriends’ chairs, raising their tiny cheer-leading skirts, revealing the uniformly-shaved, dripping pussies and throbbing clits! As was the girls’ usual, evening-fashion, no-one was burdened with any panties! As the girls watched the blow-job action on-stage, they moaned with pleasure, as their girlfriends sucked-on their stiff clits, pushed fingers into their hot cunts, and squeezed their nipples.

Keisha pushed Clive’s butt forward, as Lauren pushed Larry’s head forward to take it deep ...and the massive prick-head popped into his throat, and started down! The two girls whispered encouragement to their humpies. "Relax your throat, Larry," encouraged Lauren ... "Here, I’ll massage it for you! I want to feel Clive’s huge, flared-cock head, as it passes-down your gullet! Oh, WOW! I can see the outline of it, as it goes-down your throat!" Larry was gagging, at this point, and trying, not to choke on the mighty-meat!

"Shove it down, deep, and fast!" advised Keisha, to her lover. "‘Else he’s liable to choke on it!" Clive took her advice, and rammed the last, fourteenth-inch, towards Larry’s belly. The gigantic head, seemed to clear the narrow part of his friend’s throat, and move-down into a larger part, to where Larry could, once-again, breathe!

Tracy, sitting on-the-sidelines, with her Authenticock crew, waiting for THEIR turn, fingered her dripping-pussy, and announced, "Well, if THAT isn’t an Olympic-caliber blow-job, I DON’T WHAT THE HELL IS!~

Lauren grinned at Keisha, and said, "Well. Sistah, it ain’t going NO deeper! Do you want to do the honors on his nuts, or shall I? I don’t want my humpy chokin’!" At that suggestion, Keisha took one of Clive’s monster-balls, in each hand, and started alternately milking them, which she knew ALWAYS worked for Clive! Within a minute, Clive hollered that he was coming, and, judging from the gurgling-sound coming from Larry’s throat, the flood was leashed! Clive thrust his hips forward, in rhythm, as he shot blast-after-hot-blast of his sperm, deep into Larry’s throat and belly! Larry’s eyes opened wide, like saucers, as Lauren massaged his throat, with eager whispers of "Drink it baby! Suck it all down, like Mother’s milk! All that testosterone is so nourishing for you! Drain his big balls of all their sperm!" Meanwhile, Keisha kept kneading those nuggies, as hard as she could, as she pumped endless-squirts, of his pent-up semen, down Larry’s throat. Lauren stuck her long, index-finger up her running-twat, working her pulsing-clit with her thumb, at the same time, as she began a shuddering orgasm! Suddenly, Keisha decided she wanted a last drink from the fountain, before he lost his lovely, squirting package, and braced-herself, forcefully pulling him out of Larry mouth, by his throbbing, shooting balls. As soon as his still-pumping prick, cleared Larry’s throat, she bent-down, and planted her mouth on it, and began sucking the ejaculate-cum, straight out of his powerful balls! Larry coughed several times, clearing his sore throat of semen, and patted Keisha on her naked butt, with "Thank you!

Thank you!" Lauren bent-down, kissed her humpy, and said, "Sweetie, you two have GOT to win the contest! I can’t BELIEVE you scarfed-down, that gigantic piece of meat! I’m SO proud of you!" The audience went ballistic!, stomping, with cheers and whistles, and those girls, who didn’t have a head in their lap, or a tongue up their snatch, stood and wildly-applauded! After Keisha had finally sucked her boyfriend dry, Tracy came to the microphone, and held up both hands, hollering, "Well, THOSE gotta’ be ... two blow-jobs for the AGES! ‘Just imagine what these boys and girls will be like, when they graduate from high school, and lose their shyness and inhibitions!"

The whole place, burst-into laughter, as Tracy continued, "The cold beers are on US!~"
Suffice it to say, that the next-four, double-blow jobs, went on in a similar, and exciting fashion and pace! And the girls in the audience, had quite a time, tending to their girlfriends’ sexual needs, while, at the same time, keeping an eye on the exceedingly-hot, blow-job contest, on-stage, made more-so, because these eight guys, were totin’ the biggest packages in the high school!

The Authenticock team, had been designated the official scorers, and gave points for all the different functions: Amount of time down each throat, duration of each ejaculatory production, enthusiasm of each "suck-er," and "suck-ee", and the helpfulness of the coaches, plus extra-points, if THEY got-off too!


THE END

This story continues with Chapter three,
"The Most Beautiful Cock,
  And Prettiest Pussy."