Date: Fri, 14 Jan 2011 19:23:14 -0800 (PST)
From: ewk1970@sbcglobal.net
Subject: Learning my Vocation 2

Once again this is a fictional story involving sex between teens and an
adult. It also has incest featured as well. If this is not your thing or if
you are under the legal age for viewing pornography then please go no
further. Otherwise I hope you enjoy my first efforts at erotic
writing. Please feel free to contact me at ewk1970@sbcglobal.net with
suggestions or requests for locales or situations. Read on!

I couldn't stop thinking about my first blowjob experience at the park on
Saturday. It consumed my every waking moment and I must have walked around
with a hard on for three days afterwards. I must have jacked off a hundred
times thinking of that sublime moment when my unknown partner deposited his
creamy load into my hungry, sucking mouth. I couldn't get out of my head
the smells and the taste of that fat adult cock stretching my throat, the
feel of his pubes rubbing against my nose and chin. I was starting to get
obsessed and for a horny 12 year old it was nearly unbearable.

I decided that I needed to get my act together and start planning my next
trip to the restroom. First, I did a little covert investigation on the
internet. I quickly learned that the hole in the stall was called a 'glory
hole' and that one could find them in public bathrooms and adult movie
theatres. I managed to find some really hot video footage of adult men
taking cocks through a glory hole and that was just more fuel added to my
masturbatory fire. Unfortunately I couldn't find any kind of directory
pointing me in the direction of more holes to use, but at least I knew what
they were called now.  I checked with my dad and got a listing of all of my
brother's soccer games. I made a list in my journal of all of the parks
where there were games and decided to keep careful track of my future
experiences so that I would have a record of the best places to
revisit. Naturally I made a full report of the good time I had at the first
park. I thought that I might take my phone with me next time so that I
could take pictures of the stall and whatever cock I might get the chance
to sample. If nothing else it would be good masturbation material.

I then started to consider who it was that I had actually had my first
experience with. Because of the comments he made to me while my mouth was
full of his dick and cum I knew that he knew who I was.  He also suggested
that we do that again the next time my brother had a game. This told me
that he must be one of my brother's teammates' dads. Since my brother
played in a church league the guy with the tasty cock must be a fellow
parishioner. I started going through my head all of the fathers from our
church who had shown up to watch their sons play and tried to figure out
which one it was. I had a couple of suspicions, but couldn't be sure of any
of my theories. Oh well, if it happens again then I'll definitely figure it
out.

My brother's next game was on Thursday afternoon. I played it nonchalant,
but I let my dad know that I would like to join them again for the trip to
the park. This park was on the other side of town and I checked out its
layout on the internet the night before the game. There were two sets of
restroom areas in this park and I decided that I would check both out if I
could and see if I could score some more cock.  It was soon Thursday
afternoon and I was fairly busting with excitement. My dad seemed to notice
something was off, but was visibly pleased that I was taking an interest in
my older brother's soccer games. My brother seemed okay with it as well
although I was curious what they both would think if they knew the real
reason I wanted to tag along. The thought actually started to creep into my
head about how they would both react if they knew they were related to a
cocksucker like me. I also wondered whether they would like to avail
themselves of my new talent, but that was an issue I'd have to think harder
on later.

It was a beautiful summer day again and my dad and I quickly situated
ourselves on the bleachers just off the field. I was scanning the crowd
thoughtfully; checking out all of the other dads and trying to figure out
whose cock it was that I had sucked last weekend. All of the dads were of
various ages, sizes, and shapes and I couldn't really tell anything from
the brief glimpses I got of him through the glory hole.  I wish I would
have been able to arrange a penis line-up, but I didn't think that would be
very likely.  I hung out with my dad for 45 minutes or so before I started
to contemplate my getaway. I stood on the ground while my dad sat in the
bleachers and started looking around over his head to see if anyone was
paying any attention to us at all. There didn't seem to be any fathers
looking our way, but it was difficult to tell as it was a sunny day and
most of them had sunglasses on. I scoped out the locations of both
restrooms in relation to where we were watching the game and I finally
decided to take the plunge and head over to the one furthest from us.  I
told my dad I was going to walk around a bit and I tried very hard not to
look behind me while I made a beeline to the bathroom.

I approached the restroom warily, but very excited. It was set-up exactly
like the last one, with the double set of entrance doors, the sinks and the
urinals, and the three stalls with the lockable doors. The place was
deserted and this gave the opportunity to look around and check for glory
holes. I was in luck and both the middle and last stalls had the holes
carved into them. The graffiti covering the walls was even more explicit
than the restroom I was in over the weekend and I could clearly see that
both holes were well used judging by what appeared to be dried semen on the
walls under the holes. I quickly went into the middle stall this time,
pulled down my pants, sat on the toilet, and waited to see what would
happen next.

I didn't have to wait very long for someone to come through the double
doors. My ears (and my cock) pricked up as I heard someone enter the
echoing space of the bathroom. I was initially disappointed. It was two
guys who entered the bathroom and, from the sounds of it, they were a
father and son. At first I couldn't tell who it might be, but from the
light conversation about the game I realized it was indeed one of my
brother's teammates and his dad. Both of them went to my church and they
were both extremely attractive, although I didn't really know either of
them very well. That was certainly about to change!

Warren Ellis was the son's name and while I knew that he and my brother
were friendly I also knew that they didn't hang out together outside of
soccer practice. I wasn't sure what Warren's dad's name was as I only ever
addressed him as 'Mr. Ellis'. Warren was 14, like my brother, and was an
average weight and height. He had thick, muscled legs with quite a bit of
hair on them, but I had never seen him with his shirt off. He was very
handsome with the kind of easy smile and pretty eyes that girls went wild
for. His dad was taller and a little heavier, but you could definitely tell
they were father and son.  They were chatting amiably between the two of
them as they entered the bathroom. Apparently Warren had twisted his ankle
a bit during play and the coach had taken him out of the game. He had
rested for a bit and decided to try and walk it off. His dad went with him
and they had both decided it was time to drain their respective
lizards. They were still talking as they went up to the urinals and did
their business. I leaned forward on my seat to see if I could catch a
glimpse of them between the crack in the door.

They must have heard me shifting because they stopped talking for a moment
and looked in the stall's direction. I sat back abruptly and started to
worry about whether or not they would call me on my peeking and maybe tell
my dad or brother. I heard one of them walk over to the sinks and begin
washing his hands and the other one opened the door to stall number one. I
saw a quick flash of him through the glory hole and realized it was
Mr. Ellis. He left the first stall door open and then moved to the third
stall.  He opened that door as well and I caught another glimpse of him
through the glory hole. This time it looks like he might have caught a look
at me as well. I was starting to feel really nervous when Mr. Ellis spoke.

"Hey Warren! Come over here and check this out. I bet you've never seen one
of these before."

"What is it, dad?"

Warren walked over to join his father outside the stalls and Mr. Ellis
pointed to the glory holes.

"Ya ever seen one of these before?" Mr. Ellis said pointing to the holes
cut into the walls.

"I have seen them before, pops, but I never knew what they were for."

"Those are called 'glory holes', my boy. You stick your dick into them and,
if there's someone on the other side, they suck it for you."

"Really? I can't believe it!"

"It's true."

"I can't believe that some faggot would suck a cock that was just stuck
through a hole. Heck, I can't believe someone would stick their dicks
through to let 'em!"

"Don't be so judgmental, son. And you know I don't like you using words
like 'faggot'. Some of them are actually pretty amazing cocksuckers."

"You've actually used a glory hole before?"

"Yes, Warren, many times actually. Between you and me your mother really
sucks at giving head...no pun intended," Mr. Ellis chuckled.

"In fact, I could use a little blowjob right now. It looks like we're in
luck and that there's someone in there on the job."

"Are you serious, dad? You're really going to let him suck you"

"That's right, by boy, why don't you take a turn yourself? Take it for a
test drive."

"I don't know, dad. It seems kinda weird."

"I don't think that you will regret it, Warren, but if you'd like I'll go
first. Tell you what, you go into the first stall and I'll go into this
last one. If he's any good then I'll let you know and you can take a turn."

"Okay, dad."

I couldn't believe my luck! Not only was I going to get another adult cock
to suck, but I was also going to get the chance to try my first teen
cock. I was nervous, but I was more excited. Right then and there I swore
that I would give Mr. Ellis a suck job that would have him begging for
more. Plus, I really wanted him to tell Warren to stick his cock through
the hole as well. My dick, which had been flaccid, was suddenly rock hard
and throbbing. I couldn't wait for them to get their cocks in my mouth!
Luckily, I didn't have to wait for very long.

I heard both guys walk into their respective stalls and close and latch the
doors behind them. I took a quick peek through to Warren's stall and saw
him standing a few inches from the glory hole, kneading his crotch area. I
turned to the left just in time to see his dad undo his belt, unzip his
pants, and whip out a very impressive looking soft cock. Mr. Ellis was very
no-nonsense about it and, after giving it a few generous tugs, thrust his
hardening penis through the hole.

"Okay, cocksucker, show me what you got."

I quickly dropped to my knees in front of the hole and went to work. I
gently took a hold of his still half- soft cock and looked at it for a
moment. The head was fat and flared and I had to struggle a bit to get it
into my mouth. It was still somewhat spongy and the taste and smell of
dried sweat and what I had come to think of as "man smell" filled my mouth
and nostrils. I sucked hard on the head and immediately heard a groan of
approval come over the top of the partition. His cock almost immediately
stiffened right up to what felt like painful hardness and I pulled back to
get my first good look at his erect cock.

It was not much longer than the first guy, but it was much fatter. The
veins running up and down his shaft were more pronounced and he actually
had hair on his cock running all the way up to his head. I was thanking my
lucky stars when the precum almost immediately began oozing out of the
swollen head. Without even thinking about it I started lapping up the
sticky juice, savoring the feel of it on my tongue. This elicited another
load moan from Mr. Ellis and, taking it as encouragement, I began licking
up and down the shaft like it was a Popsicle. The first time I sucked a
cock was so surprising and abrupt that I really wanted to take the time to
explore and enjoy my second outing.

"Oh yeah, man, work that cock! Your tongue feels amazing! Eat up that
juice, slut..."

My feelings were initially hurt a little when he called me a "slut", but I
was too far into his dick to worry about it. Afterwards was when I realized
that I really was a slut and I should take it for the complement it was. I
was getting into my work big time at this point. I had gotten his entire
cock shoved into my mouth and I could feel the head rubbing against the
back of my throat as it went in and out of my mouth. I squeezed on the head
with my throat muscles and could feel Mr. Ellis' legs tremble through the
vibrations of the partition. I alternated deep throating and pulling off
and licking up and down the shaft.  When I took it out of my mouth to do so
he would begin to thrust his hips and his cock would rub all over my cheeks
and chin. This had the effect of smearing spit and precum all over my face.

"Oh yeah...keep working it, sport! You're doing a great job!"

At that point I heard a small gasp from the other stall. I took Mr. Ellis'
prick out of my mouth and started jacking it languidly while I turned to
look at the hole on the other side of the toilet. It was then that I saw
Warren, his eye grown to the size of a saucer as he not only saw his dad's
big, wet dick, but the identity of who was working it over. I don't know
what came over me, but I moved my head to the side and brought Mr. Ellis'
cock alongside my face and looked right at Warren while I licked slowly and
wetly up and down the side. Warren moved as close to the hole as he could
in order to get a good look.

"Warren? You should give it a try now. He's good and I don't want to cum
too quickly."

Warren jumped up at the sound of his dad's words. Judging by the sound he
almost fell over the toilet.

"Uh...okay, dad. Just stick it through the hole, right?"

"That's right, son. Stick it through and let him go to work. You are going
to love it!"

I turned completely around on the stall floor and situated myself in front
of the other hole. My dick was so hard at that point that I think I could
have drilled a second hole right on through the partition! My mouth was
literally watering for Warren's cock. Not only was I going to suck off my
brother's buddy, but he knew exactly who it was doing the sucking. I had
never been so turned on in my life.  Warren was wearing his soccer shorts
and he pulled them down over his cock and hooked the waist under his
balls. I got a good look at his surprisingly hairy bush and low hanging
balls before his cock started coming through the hole. His dick was
slightly smaller than his dad's, but otherwise it was a fat carbon copy. It
was already very sticky from all the precum that must have been pooling in
his underwear. (This was the first time I thought about erotic and sexy it
would be to get a hold of a pair of someone's used underwear. I would
discover how much fun later on.) His cock smelled even better than his
pop's! He had been out on the field today and it was covered in dry sweat
and man stink. It smelled different from Mr. Ellis, but just as good.

I briefly rubbed his cock all over my face. My whole face was still slick
from his dad's juice and my saliva and Warren moaned appreciatively at the
soft and wet sensation. I quickly gobbled his cock down. My throat, already
loosened by his dad's meat, instantly sucked him down to the root. He
banged his pelvis hard against the partition and let out a guttural
growl. Mr. Ellis chuckled appreciatively.

"He's good, isn't he?"

"Oh yeah, dad. Oh my God is he good!"

Warren leaked as much of the clear and sticky goo as his dad did and I was
really getting into sucking him off. His cock was harder than either of the
other cocks I had before this. He was constantly muttering to himself
inaudibly and, before I knew it, his cock exploded with such force that I
gagged a bit on the first volleys of hot teen cum.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Warren grunted, "Yeah! Yeah! Oh dad...it's SO good!"

"That's it, son, blast his mouth good! Feed him all those grandkids
floating in your nuts!"

I thought that was a pretty weird comment to make, but it apparently did it
for Warren because he started thrusting harder into my mouth. His cock was
still rock hard, so I just relaxed into it and let him use my mouth for his
pleasure.

"Oh geez! I think I'm gonna do it agaaaaaaaaa..."

And, with that, Warren shot another hot load into my mouth. This load was
just as thick and rich and creamy as the first, although the volume was
down a bit. I nursed at my new teen friend's jerking cock until he finally
gasped and pulled out of my still sucking mouth.

"Uh! Too sensitive...but good..."

Mr. Ellis chuckled again from his side of the restroom. He then slid his
still hard cock back into my stall.

"Okay, cocksucker, you did a good job and drained my son twice. Now it's
time to finish up Daddy."

I took a deep breath, flipped around again, and began working like a demon
on Mr. Ellis' cock. I could still the vestiges of Warren's cum in my mouth
and it made my hole slick and welcoming to Mr. Ellis' organ. The taste of
his cock married with his son's jizz was amazing and I couldn't wait to
feel the amount of cum that I knew he had waiting for me in his swollen
balls. I was really into sucking him and didn't notice at first that Warren
had lain on the floor and slid his head under his partition.  I pulled off
his father, but kept jacking him and looked a question at Warren. He held a
finger up to his lips to signal me to be quiet and then he pointed up at my
door and made an opening signal. I was momentarily confused. Why did he
want into my stall? He must have realized what was going through my mind
because he pointed at his dad's penis and then pointed at
himself. Realization of what he wanted struck me like lightning and I
smiled at him and shook my head 'yes'.

I turned back to Mr. Ellis' cock and gave it a couple of quick deep
throats, completely covering it with a fresh coating of spit and then went
back to jacking him while I carefully stretched and quietly unlocked the
latch of the toilet door. Warren, still looking a bit flush and sweaty from
his blowjob, quickly came into the stall and closed the door behind him. He
carefully knelt down next to me and watched closely as I once again
swallowed his dad's cock.

I noticed that his cock was hard and bulging in his shorts again as he
watched me fellate his father.  Again, I don't know what came over me, but
I went into sucking overdrive. I was fucking his cock in and out of my
mouth and throat. He continued to moan and groan.

"You trying to get me off quick, kid? I don't think so. You're going to
work for this load, slut. I won't be firing off as quickly as the boy did,"
Mr. Ellis chuckled loudly.

At that point I was totally okay with him taking as long as he wanted to
cum. I was just enjoying the whole scene way too much to let it stop now! I
pulled off of his cock again and jacked the lower shaft. I turned to look
at Warren. He was staring at me with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open,
his hand on his crotch. Holding his dad's dick, I cocked my head towards it
and gave him a goofy smile. He took all of five seconds to make his
decision and what I saw next nearly caused me to shoot my load right then
and there.

Warren leaned forward and, body trembling, stuck out his tongue and licked
his dad's cock head like a dog licking its master's face. He hesitated
after that first fateful taste and, after mentally deciding the taste
wasn't completely objectionable, leaned forward and licked it again. Soon
Warren had the head in his mouth and after that he was started going
further down until he too felt his father's thick head at the opening of
his throat. He tried to take it all, but gagged and pulled off. I smiled
and took the whole thing down to the root, swirling my tongue over the head
around the shaft on the up and down strokes.  Warren smiled at me and then
we started taking turns going up and down his father's rock hard prick.

"That...that feels amazing! It almost feels like there are two of
you...uh..."

With that pause we looked at each other and, silently, decided to take it
to the next step. I removed Mr.  Ellis' penis from my mouth, held it at the
base, and Warren and I started licking the opposite sides at the same
time. I was tickling and sucking at the head while Warren nuzzled his nose
up to the base of his dad's dick. We moved up and down in opposite
directions, both of us enjoying the smooth and silky hardness of his
father's erection. We met at the head of the cock and, after a slight
pause; we started touching our tongues together over the head of his
cock. Before I knew it we were kissing each other full out with Mr. Ellis'
dick in between our lips.

"Oh God...I can't believe it...two kids on my cock...Warren is that you?
Ugh...fuck it...I don't care...don't stop now, boys...oh, are you gonna
make daddy cum..."

I swear Mr. Ellis' cock got even bigger once he realized he was getting
sucked on by his son and another teenager. We had found ourselves on the
opposite sides of his cock again, both of us concentrating our snaking
tongues on the area just below the head, when Mr. Ellis suddenly made a
straggled sound deep in his throat. His cock looked angry and purple and it
trembled a bit between our mouths when it suddenly exploded in hot, white
cum. The first two spurts rocketed out and went flying over my right
shoulder. After that it was like a big and oozing volcano. The two of us
went crazy for a second, working double time to get as much of his strong
and tasty cum as we could into our mouths. I felt like I was floating
outside of my body for a moment and was looking down on the scene. Two
teenage boys on the floor of a park urinal, faces covered in cum sharing a
cock between them. It was amazingly erotic and was even better than I had
any right to expect from my second (or third, depending on how you counted)
blowjob. I snapped back into myself just in time for Warren to start
kissing me. His dad's cum was still thick on his tongue as he shared this
slimy kiss with me. I started to jack my cock while we made out over his
father's softening cock. Warren saw what I was doing and said, in a husky
whisper,

"Let me have it, man. I want to try some more."

Who was I to turn him down? I stood up and continued to jack my cock. He
pushed my hand away and took my much more modest cock down to my pubes. (My
cock, at that age, was around 4 1/2 -5 inches long.) This being my first
experience on the receiving end of oral sex added to the already sexually
charged atmosphere of the restroom and I just couldn't hold out for longer
than 2 minutes. I grunted as my orgasm shook me to the core of my
being. When I came it nearly knocked the breath out of me. It felt like I
shot off like a firehouse in his warm sucking mouth. He gurgled happily as
I fed him load. I slumped wearily against the partition, sweaty and out of
breath, after that singularly amazing experience. It was then that I looked
up and saw Mr. Ellis standing at the open door and smiling at the two of
us.

"Nice work, boys, we'll have to try that again soon. C'mon Warren, we've
got to get motoring before your mother wonders what we are up to. Say
goodbye to your little friend."

Warren looked up at me as he was still on his knees and getting his
bearings. He looked vaguely guilty now that the initial excitement had
passed. I smiled reassuringly down at him and held out my hand to help him
off the floor. He took, grinning, and when he got to his feet he leaned
down and gave me another kiss on the mouth.

"Thanks, man. That was my first bj and it was terrific. You should come
over and spend the night at my house some night. I'd love to do that
again."

That was when Mr. Ellis spoke again.

"Oh, believe you me, Warren you'll definitely be doing that again."

They exchanged a smile between them and then they did up their pants,
smoothed out their clothes, and left the bathroom. They chatted amiably as
they left and one wouldn't be able to tell that a father and son had just
enjoyed each other sexually only moments before. For my own part I closed
and locked the stall door. I sat back down on the toilet and just gave
myself a moment to digest what just happened. I didn't feel bad or ashamed
of my behavior at all. In fact, it kind of worried me that I didn't feel
any regret and that I couldn't wait to do it again.

I left the stall and went over to the sinks to wash my face up a little. I
looked at myself in the mirror, dried spit and cum decorating my cheeks and
chin. My skin was bright red and my lips were somewhat swollen. I smiled at
myself and felt my own cock chub up a little just at the sight of my
face. I no longer worried about labels like 'gay' or 'fag'. I needed more
cock and I couldn't wait for my next opportunity to get some more. If that
made me queer then I didn't care.

I exited the bathroom shortly after that and made my way back to the soccer
game. As I was approaching the bleachers I saw Warren sitting on the bench
next to some other players who currently weren't in the game. To my
surprise, he was sitting next to my brother and was chatting with him in
what looked like hushed tones. It was at that point my brother looked over
at me. I had a stab of panic, wondering what it was that Warren had said to
him. My brother smiled at me and then got up and walked over to where I was
standing.

"Hey Pete, Warren asked me if I wanted to come over to his house and play
video games tonight. He wants to have a sleepover and he wanted me to ask
if you wanted to join us..."

TO BE CONTINUED...