How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 32

Emma was a completely different story. Dr. Sam was giving her an ultrasound to determine the sex of her child during one of her monthly fuck trips, where she spent four or five days a month getting thoroughly fucked by me.

"I don't know if this is good news, or bad, but you're having twins."

"Twins!" I exclaimed. "Emma do you have a history of twins in your family?"

"No, I've never heard of any twins in my family. Perhaps the family of the father?"

"A genetic predisposition for twins only exists for dizygotic twins, not identical or monozygotic twins, and it only comes through the mother," Whore explained.

"What's the difference?" Emma asked.

"In identical twins, a single fertilized egg splits apart and the twins are essentially the same at birth. It's about one third of all twin births, and there's no provable evidence that it's related to genetics. Fraternal twins are the result of two separate eggs being fertilized by two separate sperm. It's how you have twins where one is female and the other male. This is usually the case in two-thirds of the cases of twins, and fraternal twins can exist in families, as the cause of fraternal twins is due to hyperovulation which is a condition where eggs are released from both ovaries at the same time. These can't be identical twins, because one is female, the other male.

"The fertility shot you received may have contributed to you releasing two eggs at once. It does increase the incidence of hyperovulation in perhaps 15-20% of cases. Of course, there's also pure chance. You can have both kinds of twins by pure chance."

"Do you mean to tell me that I could be having two children, both with different fathers, and since there were both black men and white men fucking me, have a black child and white child at once?"

"That could be a distinct possibility," Whore said.

"I wonder what Edward will say about this," Emma said. "Twins! I was prepared for one child, not two."

"That is going to be surprising news, I imagine," I laughed. "Wow. I have twice the chance at having fathered your child, well one of them anyway, or maybe I could have fathered both. Wouldn't that something if all three children you and Karen had were mine?"

"You're just greedy," Emma said. "You were lucky Karen's was yours. As much as you fucked me, Brick, you still let a lot of other fuckers have my pussy, especially on my two most fertile days. The odds should indicate neither one of them are yours, although you probably have the highest single chance to be one, but not against the other twelve men who fucked me. It's what you get for turning me into a slut instead of breeding me yourself."

"Yeah, you're probably right. I think the odds favor at least one of them being black."

"I'd bet that way," Whore said. "Those black fellows certainly seemed to be happy to breed a white woman."

"It did seem to put some steel in their shafts," I agreed.

I was listening on speaker phone when Emma gave the news to her husband.

"Edward, you knew I was getting my ultrasound today, right?"

"Yes, are we having a boy or a girl?" He sounded excited.

"Both."

"Both?"

"We're having twins, one of each."

"Twins! Oh, my God!"

"Is that a good OMG, or a bad OMG?" Emma asked.

"Well, I guess we'll need double everything, but I'm kind of excited, aren't you? A boy and a girl. We never had a boy, so we won't have a clue what we're doing, but I've always wanted one. Damn, two."

"I was a little worried how you'd take it, because we only planned on one, and not two. Dr. Amidala said it's very probable one might be black and one white, based upon how I was bred. What are our friends going to think?"

"Who cares. What's important is what we think, and I'm thrilled."

"I love you so much, Edward. You're so sweet to me, even letting me come up once a month and get my Brick fix."

"Ah, baby. When you come home to me and fuck me like crazy for the next few days, it's worth it."

"Ed, Brick here. I'd be happy to help with the baby expenses."

"Don't worry about it. You're paying all the medical stuff now and Emma's flights back and forth. I can handle two cribs and a double stroller."

"It's the least I can do for borrowing your wife on a frequent basis."

"You know; Emma and I used to have sex four to six times a month. I doubt we averaged twice a week. Now, we have that much sex in four days. You really amped up our sex lives, added some fire to it. I'm not complaining."

He didn't either. Edward and Emma had a black baby boy, and a white baby girl. We'd had to submit all the DNA tests, and Hans, who'd missed out on Karen's boy, hit a home run with Emma. The black boy was one of Jamaal's friends. They were both informed they'd fathered a child, but Edward and Emma were never told, although they might have figured it out when they got some baby shower gifts from the two men.

Twelve years after the birth of their children, Edward retired and moved to Seattle with the family. They were frequent guests at my home, both because of Karen and her two children, and Emma, who felt more free expressing her slut nature when she was wearing my collar and away from all the people they'd known before.

Initially, some of the friends they had, thought Emma had adopted a black child at the same time as she had her own. Edward and Emma were forthright about how she came to be pregnant with a black and white child. About twenty percent of their friends drifted away afterward, a few became stauncher friends, and another wife made a trip up with Emma after the twins were born and experienced a little Brick magic herself. We sent movies to both husbands, because the women also had sex with each other, something neither of them ever gave up until she moved to Seattle.

I guess that brings me to Jeri and Tom. Jeri continued submitting to me one weekend a month, and a whole week every year, into her sixties. We usually left town for the week and went somewhere that Jeri didn't have to worry about her professional standing. It wasn't uncommon for me to lead her around naked on a leash in some of the world's more forgiving locations.

I was best man at Tom and Jeri's wedding. Denise was her Maid of Honor at Jeri's second wedding just as she'd been the first, and both bride and Maid walked down the aisle with my cum leaking down their legs. I fucked the bride with the groom on their honeymoon night, and so did Denise. A good time was had by all. Going by looks alone, I think one of their children is mine, and the other two are Tom's. We've never had them tested either. Didn't seem all that important.

I had two children with Roxanne. We went to Bermuda for ten days for the first, a girl, and Paris for two weeks for the second, a boy. I took only her on both trips, giving her all of my attention. She never married.

I eventually did as Rodney had suggested, putting a guest house on my property, that became sex central. My bondage play room and breeding facilities were placed out there, so we had more room in the main house for bedrooms. I also bought a small yacht, and we had some wicked ass parties on that boat. If the weather was warm enough, I don't think anyone wore clothes the whole time.

What about my breeding activities? That first year, I fathered nineteen children, and was responsible for Emma having two. I averaged about fifteen a year for the next four years, dropping down to around ten a year for the next five. The ones during the latter part of my breeding career, were more oriented to infertile marriages, and less on willing cuckolds. I had plenty of pussy to keep me occupied without butting into marriages much anymore, other than for necessity.

The one couple I haven't talked about yet, is the first couple that started me on this incredible journey, Phillip and Laura.

I gave Laura and Phillip a total of three children. One day, Phillip asked me to come to his office to speak with him. When he did, the oldest one, a girl, Jennifer, or Jenny, was nine and a half. Their boy, Phillip, Junior, just turned eight, and another girl, Alicia, was coming up on her sixth birthday. I got invited to all the kids birthday parties. Their kids were gorgeous, fortunately, taking after their mother more than me.

Phillip was a partner now and his office was nice and well appointed. He looked a little pale and skinnier than I was used to, and wondered if it was stress.

"Hey, Phillip, you can't be inviting me to breed your wife again. You were stopping at three."

"Nothing like that. No, I invited you here because I want you to marry Laura."

"There's a problem with that, friend. She's already married, and happily, last I heard."

"Not for long, Brick."

He shocked me. That man would never divorce Laura. He loved her too much. It couldn't be she was unfaithful. He'd encouraged that.

Phillip saw the look of consternation on my face, the disbelief.

"Not a divorce, Brick. I'm dying, pancreatic cancer. I've got maybe four months to live if I'm lucky. As few as two if I'm not. Roxanne knows."

"As much as I love your wife, Phillip, you know I'm not the marrying kind."

"Bullshit. You're not the traditional marrying kind, but you're essentially in marriages with five women now, one of them married to Rafi. The only thing they don't hold is a piece of paper, but they're all essentially marriages. What's one more, and a piece of paper? Do you think Laura cares if you fuck other people? Or that you breed other women? She's watched you do it for ten years. Three of those kids are ours. You gave us something we wouldn't have had without you. Laura has always loved you. Not in the same way as she's loved me, perhaps, but there's always been love. She's always been so excited she was going to see you again, even if she knew it wasn't for sex. I want to know she'll have someone, and something, after I'm gone.

"We've already told the kids they're your children; that I was infertile and couldn't have children and through your kindness, we were able to have them. The sale of this house will go into a trust for the children, along with my life insurance. I've seen you around the other kids you've kept, Karen's, Ariel's, Mi-ok's. You're a good father. You've been like an uncle to ours, and now you'll be their father, in name as well as in fact. Nothing will change in your life but you'll have another two women at your beck and call. You can move Roxanne and your other two children into your house. Promise me, Brick. Laura needs to be a wife, and she loves you."

"Jesus, Phillip."

"I know I'm springing a lot on you. I know it will require some rearranging, but Roxanne and Laura can share a room if they're not sleeping with you. They have sex almost every day anyway. I'll feel a lot better leaving them, if I know I'm leaving them in your hands. You can even turn Laura into one of your submissives. I think Roxanne is tired of that job anyway."

"Are you even sure that's necessary anymore? I think kids tamed Laura right down."

"They did, but she also enjoyed it. You were her first Master, and she still obeys you like you Dominated here. Please, Brick. I promise I'll never ask for anything from you again."

Not if he was dying in two to four months. Phillip was right. Other than making some rearrangements around the house, not all that much would change. Laura didn't expect a traditional marriage. She hadn't had one of those for the last ten years, not since I met her in that dance club, took her back to my hotel room and bedded her with Phillip listening on the phone. Even after three children, she was an incredibly beautiful woman, one I'd be happy to have on my arm. I was filthy rich, three times more wealthy than I'd been when I started this. I wasn't going to strain my budget, no matter what I did.

"I'd like to discuss this with the other five 'wives', Phillip, but I don't think any of them will have an issue with it. Only four of them will have input because Whore is married and doesn't live with us. Ariel's loved Laura from the beginning. Karen's had frequent contact with Laura from the very beginning. Laura was my submissive when I met her. Jiao is so submissive, she'll do what I want if I even hint I want it. Alyssa has had limited contact, but I don't see her having a problem either, but I do want to speak to them, and not just make the decision without talking to them about it first."

"That's fine. I doubt they'll have a problem with it either. If they say yes, will you marry her, Brick?"

"I can hardly say no, can I?"

He stuck out his hand and I shook it, then he pulled me into a full embrace. "Thank you, Brick," Phillip whispered. "This means the world to me, and I know Laura will embrace a marriage to you."

"I'm happy to think you trust me so much you'd think I'm the best you can do for your wife."

He laughed, but I could hear the pain behind the laugh. Fuck.

One month after Phillip was laid to rest, I married Laura Smith, who became Laura Smith-Howard, at my home, down by the Puget Sound. The weather was cooperative, so we held it outdoors. There were a whole bunch of people at that wedding, and a whole passel of kids. I mean a throng, all under ten years old, the majority of whom were carrying my DNA. I instantly got two more women, and five more kids. I adopted all five of my own children, so they'd have my last name, Roxanne having given her two, her last name at their birth. There was some havoc at the court house when that happened. It was a good thing I had a top notch lawyer on the case.

Both women were welcomed with open arms, to the point they were all crying. There were three more breeding jobs I'd promised to infertile couples prior to my wedding, but after those, I gave it up. I was responsible for too many women to keep breeding new ones.

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I was able to fuck at least five times a day, even into my sixties, and still had the old stamina. So often, I'd be going from one woman to another, to keep them all somewhat satisfied. My erections lost a little hardness, but not enough to prevent sex; it just made it easier for the women to deep throat me. I bent a little easier. Jeri could even get me down without hanging her head over the edge of the bed.

All those children are grown now, and having children of their own. I have no clue how many grandchildren I have, since I never knew for sure how many children were mine where there might be a question, and even when I knew one was mine, I wasn't always in the loop regarding marriages and births, since they weren't supposed to be mine. Considering I had almost two hundred children, I'm sure it's at least two times that number of grandchildren.

And all of this from a man who didn't think he'd be able to have children once his marriage was annulled, until he met a woman in a dance club, whose husband wanted her to have sex with another man to have a child.

Despite the lateness of our start in life, Laura and I were married for over thirty years. I lost her a few months ago, and she's buried next to Phillip. Tom died last year and if I wasn't so fucking old and decrepit, I'd probably marry Jeri again. She spends half her nights at my home now anyway.

I've lost a few others along the way. Kenzō and Aoki are both gone. So is Emma and Edward. They were all older than me when I started this. Rodney and Tracy both passed. So did Paul, early on, killed in a shooting in a hostage situation. Gwen was devastated. They'd never gotten married, as Gwen was five years older, but they'd lived together for ten years when he was killed. I fucked Gwen about four times a year for five years, until she found another male submissive she liked. He was ten years younger. She was still a hottie.

Mi-ok, the youngest of my women, was now in her sixties, and retired. I have nurses and aides in addition to servants. All in all, I was pretty happy with the life I've led. The kids I kept at home, are all happy, well adjusted people, most of them married, some just living in sin as I used to do. My eldest child I kept or acquired, Laura's Jenny, is just over forty now, as beautiful as her mother, living in a polyamorous relationship with her husband and another woman. They had three children between them. The apple didn't fall far from the tree with that one.

The thing is, they grew up realizing it was possible to love or care for more than one person. Even before she was born, Roxanne, Phillip and Laura were living together in an unconventional relationship. After her mother and I married, the relationships she witnessed were even more unconventional. We didn't broadcast what was happening, but she saw me in bed with two, three or even more women, sometimes not including her mother, on more than one occasion. It never bothered Laura, so it never bothered Jenny. I've got to say, that for the most part, we were all happy as clams. Everyone liked one another, helped one another, helped raise each other's kids, all my kids. I kind of wrote this thing so they'd know who their old man was, even if it was mostly a horny bastard, who just loved women.

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This concludes How I Became a Breeding Bull, a bit of fantastical fluff in an all too serious world. Since this concoction concerned itself with penis sizes, lets inject some truth into the matter. In twenty actual scientific studies from around the world, where researchers measured penises of a couple hundred thousand men, and size was not self reported, the researchers discovered the size of the average erect penis length in men was 5.19 inches long, with an average girth (the circumference) of 4.59 inches which would mean the average width is 1.46 inches. The smallest was 1.6 inches, and the largest was 10.2 inches. Let's repeat that, the largest recorded was 10,2 inches. So, every time you read about monster dicks of over 10 inches, someone is blowing smoke up your ass. Since no one measured every male dick in the world, I'm sure there might be some anomalous prick that exceeds that, but the odds of finding one are likely the same as winning the lottery, or getting struck by lightning, hundreds of millions to one. Over 90% of all males are under 6 inches.

Then there's the quasi myth of the big black cock. By race, black men have slightly longer penises than any other ethnic group, the average length of erect black cocks is 5.81 inches. The average length of a white, Caucasian male is 5.71 inches. That's one tenth of an inch, or 1/4 of a centimeter. By racial types, blacks are number 1; white and Hispanic, two; Asian-American, three; Middle Eastern, four; southeast Asian, five; south asian, six; and east asian, seven. You notice the disparity between Asian-Americans and their Asian brethren? Environmental factors such as diet and health do play a part in penis size.

To a certain extent, the distortions about penis size cause needless anxiety in men, as eighty percent of men believe their penises are of insufficient length, even though most will be within the statistical mean for the average penis. In a survey of women, only 20% of them mentioned penis size as being of mild importance to them, and only 1% said it was very important. Don't sweat it guys.