Date: Fri, 28 Feb 2014 19:54:33 +0000
From: Mark Smith <suck_you_off@hotmail.com>
Subject: How I Became a Cocksucker

Disclaimer: This story is totally fiction.  All characters were made up and
any similarities are just coincidental.

"You need to suck them all off." Jason said as he pointed to the main room
of the club.

"But there must be at over 100 guys there" I replied.

"Then you'd better get started...Cocksucker."  He emphasised the last word
as he always did when he called me that.

I sighed and headed for the gloryhole.  I knew I had no choice, I'd gotten
myself into this situation and now there was no way out.  I got down on my
knees and waited for the first cock to appear through the hole.  I thought
about how long its going to take me.  Its basically a whole day sucking
cock.  I'd done marathon suck sessions before but nothing like this.

The first cock appeared.  Average length but pretty thick.  I took it in my
mouth and started to work it up and down.  Sucking cock had become second
nature to me and I began to think about how I'd gotten myself into that
situation.

Six months ago I had a regular life and a regular job.  I've always sucked
cock occasionally but to friends and family I was straight and the slutty
cocksucker side of me was well hidden.  Until I met Jason!

I met Jason online, sucked him off at his place.  Unusually for most guys
he wanted me to stay and chat afterwards – usually they just want me to
go once they've dumped a load in me.  He asked if I'd thought about earning
a living sucking dick.  I laughed, said it would be cool but it'll never
happen.

"Guys don't pay other guys to blow them." I said.  "There are just too many
cocksuckers like me offering it for free."

"What if I could guarantee you an income?" Jason said.  His voice had
suddenly become low and serious.  "You suck dick for me and you'll earn a
decent wage."

I laughed again.  "Are you serious?  I don't earn much as it is but surely
I'd have to suck loads to come even close?"

"Don't worry about that.  You interested?"

Maybe it was the beers we had earlier, maybe it was just his deadly
seriousness but I was interested.  I'd always fantasized about this sort of
thing but never thought I could make it a reality.  I gulped.

"Yes."

"Great." He replied.  "start next week, you'll need to quit your job asap."

"What?" I said. "I didn't realise I'd need to do that"

"I need you available at a moments notice.  Why do you think I'd be paying
you?"

And that's how it started.  I dutifully quit my job and started working at
Jason's club.  He had a gloryhole put in especially for me. To begin with
he'd call me up late afternoon.  Ask me to come in to work the gloryhole
for a few hours.  And that was all it was, a couple of hours on a quiet
night I'd suck of 10 guys at the most.  The fantasy was turning out to be
just as I'd imagined it.But then it started to change.  I'd become very
popular with the guys and the cub started to get busier.  Jason told me to
start coming in at 6pm every day.  I had to work the gloryhole until close,
which could be almost 12 hours from my start time.  No breaks, aside from a
few moments to wipe myself down between cocks that just kept coming (no pun
intended) through that gloryhole.And that's how I got to be where I am now.
Tonight its New Years Eve.  The club is packed and basically every guy is
there to get blown and I'm the cocksucker.

I felt the first guy tense up and his cock exploded in my mouth.  I
swallowed (its Jason's guarantee that I'll always swallow) and the next
cock appeared.  I wrapped my lips around it and started sucking again.

Over the next few hours I lost count of how many cocks I sucked.  Some big,
some small, some pushed it further into my throat when they came, others
pulled out and emptied their load over my face.  I'd swallowed so much cum
that even the big guys just slid down my throat easily, I just relaxed and
let it happen.

I heard the countdown to midnight and for a brief moment there wasn't a
cock in the gloryhole, or my mouth.  I started to wipe myself down and
reached for a glass of water.

The count was over, it was now 2014.  I heard a cheer.  As it died down the
inevitable happened and a big black cock appeared through the gloryhole.  I
was finishing up my water when Jason noticed a cock not being tended to.

He rushed over.  "Cocksucker, get your mouth on this dick!  Your job here
is to suck dick, remember?  If there is a cock in this gloryhole then it
needs to be in your mouth immediately""Jason," I pleaded, "could I just
take 5 minutes and get some air?""At midnight!"  He seemed amazed I would
even ask.  "Not now, I'll give you a break later when the crowd has died
down but not right now.  Now suck this guys cock before he asks for a
refund."

I moved back to my position in front of the gloryhole and resumed what I
had been doing before.

You might wonder why I don't just leave.  Well, apart from the two huge
doormen on Jason's (who I will no doubt be blowing later) he has also been
filming me.  When I asked for a weekend off a few weeks back he refused and
told me he would send the footage and pictures to my parents.  I was stuck.

The next few hours were a blur of cock and cum.  I started to feel bloated
from all the cum I had swallowed, my lips were bright red and raw and the
rest of me was covered in the cum of those who chose to shoot over me
instead.

After one particularly enthusiastic and vocal guy had emptied his balls in
me Jason came over.  "Go on cocksucker, take that break but I need you back
here in 10 minutes.  Some of the guys have got a second load they want to
get rid of."

I went to stand up but my knees were a bit shaky.  Slowly and holding onto
things for support I made my way out the back.

One of the bar girls, Laura, was out there, also on her break.  "Hi
Cocksucker." She said chirpily.  Jason had told all the staff to call me
that, I don't think anyone knew my real name.

"How is it going back there?  Busy one tonight, you look a mess.  I don't
know how you do it, I don't even like sucking off my boyfriend."

I smiled and mumbled something about getting used to it.  I made my way to
the back door, I needed some fresh air after just smelling spunk for god
knows how many hours.  I could feel the cum slosh around in my stomach.

The cool air felt good but it made the cum start to dry on my skin.  After
what only felt like 30 seconds I heard Jason's voice calling me to come
back.  I headed back to the gloryhole, I noticed a queue had started to
build.  I got onto my knees and started sucking again.

I don't know how much longer I was sucking for but by the end I was just
resting my forehead against the wall and letting them push their cocks in
and out.  I was so tired.  Then the final cock came and pulled out of my
mouth.  I expected a second to take its place but it never came.  My jaw
ached as I closed my mouth, I swallowed the residual cum in my mouth and
sat back.  I could see from the clock on the wall it was 4am.  I had been
sucking dick almost non-stop for 8 hours.

Jason came over to me.  He looked pleased.  "Amazing cocksucker." He
beamed.  "I knew you could do it, I was a bit worried to begin with but I
knew if anyone could suck off all those guys it'd be you.  I'd hug you if
you weren't covered in cum."

I was pleased.  That was about as close to a compliment I'd ever heard from
Jason.

"Get yourself home."  He said.  "and get some well-deserved rest."

I smiled at him and rose, shakily, to my feet.  I started to walk out of
the club, just as I got to the door Jason called to me.

"Happy new year, cocksucker."  He called.  "After your performance last
night its going to be a really good year."

I smile at him again.  I knew what that meant, me sucking more cock and
more often.  At that point I didn't really care, I just wanted to get home.
I turned to open the door.

"Oh and one more thing cocksucker."  Jason called after me.  "I need you
back at 6 tonight, we've got a football team in...as well as the usual
regulars so make sure you are cleaned up and ready to go. OK?"

I nodded.  I didn't have much of a choice.  I'd become the main attraction
for what was a failing club and I'd traded in my old life for this.  I had
become a full time cocksucker.