THE PRODUCER CH 3 part 3

THE PRODUCER CH 3 part 3
 
"THAT is something I would definitely want to photograph, and I just put away all of my equipment so...," Barbara rationalized.
 
"We'll save that for The Games," Kat reasoned.
 
Nevertheless, Abraham continued to sway his humongous tool, much to the delight of the small but excited crowd.
 
"Abraham, look at me," Kat said, now facing him. "Can you go like this? Roll your hips and make it swing around like a BIG helicopter propeller?"
 
Abraham tried, but gravity was against him. His penis just lazily and haphazardly bounced all over the place.
 
"It's too fricking heavy," John reasoned aloud.
 
Not wanting to disappoint, Abraham simply picked up his hefty tool and swung it about that way, the crowd now in a frenzy.
"Well, there ya go," Kat laughed. "Like you're swinging' a lasso."
 
"Jesus, God, dude," John couldn't help but say, him now "in awe" of Abraham's size.
 
"C'mon, John boy, let's see your helicopter," Mary Ellen demanded.
John obliged, doubling the entertainment.
 
"They're swinging' their dicks around, I love it," Paige exclaimed, as Barbara - although in a rush - took a seat to watch this display.
 
"Mine's better, mine's better," Abraham taunted, picking up the pace as he whipped his serpentine-like tool around at a frenzied, fast pace.
 
He got up so close to John, his swinging penis nearly grazed his new friend.
 
"Jesus, dude, don't hit me with your dick," was John's reaction, the girls, and Kat, and Barbara, now bent over laughing at Abraham's enthusiasm as well as his special gift.
 
"Abraham, watch where you're swinging' that anaconda," Kat instructed comically.
 
The dueling helicopters went on for some time. Abraham kept swinging his long after the interest level wore thin.
 
"Sweetie, you can stop now," Kat laughed.
 
He seemed reluctant to heed to her instructions.
 
"Oh, brother..." she added, everyone still cracking up.
 
With things simmering down - and some of the gals even wiping tears from their eyes from laughing so hard - there was another big development.
 
"Oh my God, look at John's cock," Sue pointed out, as John's cock had developed into a fierce and unrelenting erection.
 
The sight of all the women in their pretty peach, pink and lavender pastels, getting the guys to do anything they want, was too much for John.
 
"That's a pretty nice dick, John," Barbara complimented him casually.
Kat giggled.
 
"Thanks," he managed to say.
 
With five sets of eyes all glued to his cock, John's arousal level was ratcheted up several notches. Way past his threshold.
 
Compliments turned to reactions of surprise. John began to come, without any assistance or stimulation by his hands. His hands also did him no good in trying to contain his ejaculatory explosion.
 
"John Cocks, oh my goodness," Kat beckoned, as all five women watched John spurt and spurt and spurt.
 
"I can't help it, I'm sorry," he tried to apologize.
 
They couldn't say anything. Instead, just watch.
 
Another big spurt. And another.
 
"John, what happened?" Kat asked, a tickle of amusement showing in her voice.
 
When it was over, John looked down at the puddle he had created, with a hint of shame.
 
"That was uh-amazing," Paige rollicked.
 
Most of the reaction to John's...outburst, was complimentary.
 
But Kat glanced over at him, and his now semi-hard member retracting back to its normal state.
 
A look of concern came over her face.
 
To be continued