Jan 182011
 

Hot out of the ovenSometimes a girl just gets the urge, you know? Sometimes I need to get dirty, heat things up a bit… This morning I felt like baking. I’m kind of obsessive about muffins and cupcakes, so that’s where I started. Since it’s my birthday week I went for cupcakes. But when I looked in my drawer to see what kind of cool muffin papers I had on hand, they were all gone. The only thing I found there was the set of erotic baking pans that Santa brought me. Bukkake cupcakes

So I baked cocks. I ran into a few snags. I was out of vanilla (we’re obviously not very vanilla) so I used maple syrup instead. The penis tins were poorly designed so that all of the batter ran to the tip rather than pooling in the deeper scrotum. Joel solved this by crafting penis props out of clay. And I was baking gluten free, which always cooks a little different.

By the time everything came out of the oven, I was feeling inspired. I mixed up my favorite toffee vanilla frosting and dug around in my baking supplies until I found what I needed. I even ran over to Harold and Melanie’s place Joel deep throatingto find a large enough platter. Then I waited for these beauties to cool.

I frosted everything. The first cock broke in two as soon as I carefully placed it on the platter. I guess the frosting weighed too much. So I rummaged around for a penis pillar and came up with mini marshmallows. One for each cock. In the center I had a plain round cupcake, fully frosted. Each set of balls needed pubic hair, so I tossed on the chocolate sprinkles. The finishing touch was the white gel cum spurting from the tip of each cock onto the expectant cupcake in the middle.

Yes, I made myself bukkake cupcakes for my birthday. It’s in poor taste, to be sure, but awfully tasty. They tasted kind of like cracker jacks. And it’s fun to watch my guys stick cocks in their mouths. Bet you can figure out which one I ate!