Date: Sat, 12 May 2012 17:44:07 -0500
From: Leon Hall <leon@hallmountain.com>
Subject: The Making of a Cock Whore Chapter 9

The Making of a Cock Whore
Chapter 9
I Need More Than You Have
By: wish Master.

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After my last experience with poppers, I arrived at the conclusion that I
cannot do without that wonderful juice in the yellow bottle. And I need
more cock. Don't get me wrong, I love my daddy. And yes, he has a huge
cock. My daddy has taught me well. So I have to tell you I need more cock,
bigger cocks, and a lot more of them. I got to where I could not go through
a day without sucking somebody's cock or having somebody's cock deep in my
ass. I was finally a cock whore and I knew it. Imagine that, eight years
old now, knowing I'm a cock whore.

Daddy had to go on a business trip and one of his employees offered to
watch over me. I didn't think I need any watching but I didn't have much
say about it. The sitter's name was David. He arrived right on cue. Daddy
was taking his suitcases to the car. The doorbell rang and I opened it. He
was kind of cute for an older man. He must've been at least 20 or 25. I
thought it was cool how his brown hair rested on his shoulders. He had a
nice tan and his lips looked as though he has been sucking on a doorknob,
nice and thick. He was wearing a blue pullover shirt. It had when one of
those little alligators on it. But I noticed he was wearing Bermuda
shorts. His legs were really hairy.

"Well hello there. I'm David, your daddy here?" Without an invitation, he
walked in and located the living room. Daddy came rushing in the kitchen
door. He looked all frazzled.

"Oh, David, you're here. And I'm really glad you are a little bit earlier
than I expected. I didn't count on the weather so I'm running a little
behind schedule. I can't afford to miss my flight." He reached over and put
his hand on my shoulder.

"I guess you two have already met. In case he didn't tell you his name is
Shane. I don't think he will need much babysitting but I feel better
leaving him with someone I trust." He started feeling his trouser pockets
and then his jacket pockets.

"Did you lose something, daddy?"

"I can't find my damn car keys. Oh yeah, what a dunce, I left them in the
trunk keyhole." David walked over and stood next to me. As soon as my
daddy's hand let my shoulders, David replaced it with his.

"Oh, I believe the little man and I are going to get along just fine."
Daddy walked over and handed him a note which he had written emergency
telephone numbers. He pointed out the refrigerator and told him we could
eat anything we want. I remember thinking hmmmm, anything I want. That
sounded really interesting.

I heard the door of the car shut and the engine start. I walked over and
saw daddy back out of the driveway. In no time he was out of sight. I
turned and let out a sigh. It looks like I was not going to have my daddy's
cock tonight or for the rest of the weekend. I didn't know why they were
holding the conference on the weekend.

"Well sport, what would you like to do?" He said as he was walking towards
the refrigerator. Upon opening the door he saw two six-packs of Bud
light. He reached in and grabbed a hold of one.

"I don't know if you should have that. That's my daddy's beer." I said
staring up at him.

"He did say I could have anything I want. So, right now I want a beer." He
popped the top and took a couple of swallows. Wiping his mouth with his
hand, David walked into the living room.

"Would you like to see my Bedroom? It is upstairs." I didn't wait for an
answer. I began trucking up the stairs towards my room. David followed
closely behind. We went inside my room and he began to look around.

"This is kind of cool. And you have your own bathroom." He walked to the
bathroom door and opened it. He saw the door leading to my daddy's bedroom.

"Where does this door lead?"

"That's my daddy's bedroom. I think we better stay out of it." He smiled
and closed my bathroom door. He walked over to my door and turned.

"I think I'm going down to watch television. Come on down when you're
ready. I believe I can find something for us to snack on in the kitchen."
With that, he left my room with the door open. I heard his footsteps going
down the stairs. I was fascinated with him. If we are going to be here
together and we are not going anyplace, my prospects for a nice cock was
slim. I have to find some way of getting into his shorts. My cock was
already beginning to grow.

I took off my close and put on one of daddy's white T-shirts. My little
cock was flopping inside it. I remember daddy said I didn't have to were
close to you all the up I didn't want to. However, I thought if I went
downstairs completely naked he would freak. Besides, I could smell my
daddy's cologne on his shirt. That always causes my little tool to jerk. I
don't want to be obscene but I needed some cock.

When I reached the stairs I turned and quickly ran into my daddy's room. I
opened his bedside drawer where I found and un-opened Popper. I took it and
close the drawer. Holding it tightly I ran downstairs. I found David
sitting back on the couch watching some comedy. I pass by the couch and lay
on my stomach in front of the television. I knew he could see the shape of
my tight ass through the T-shirt. My little cock began to grow.

"What are you watching David?" I turned my head and looked back at
him. Right away I noticed he was not wearing underwear beneath those
shorts. The way he was sitting allowed me to see up the leg giving me a
straight shot of his balls. Even from where I was, they looked
huge. Strange, though, I didn't see any hair. I stayed on my stomach and
started slowly scooting backwards towards his open legs. I don't think he
noticed my movement, but even if he did, I didn't care. I have to get a
closer look at those balls. My little heart was pounding in my chest.

Finally, my feet were between his feet. He didn't say much about it. He
looked at me and smiled. Then he went back to watching television.

"David, I really miss my daddy. Keeping the Popper in my tight grip I
turned to face him and sat just at the opening of his legs. Those balls
were beautiful. I have to see more. Luckily, wearing my daddy's T-shirt, he
couldn't see my stiff cock whore the juice dripping from the tip.

"I'm not surprise Shane. But you do have me to keep you company. Will that
do?" I start to think that this was one of those now or never times. I
managed to sit up a little more. I placed the Popper underneath my ass. It
was in my ass cheeks. I raised both my hands and rested them on his thighs
and knees.

"Want me to show you something?" I put on a sheepish grin. That caused him
to smile.

"Sure, what do you have in mind?" I put my weight on his thighs and lifted
myself to my needs. I look up at him and pushed my hands under the opening
of his shorts. He jumped back.

"It's okay David. I've done this before." I waited for a response.

"What do you mean, you've done this before? From where I'm sitting it
doesn't look like this is going to end properly. He put his hands down and
placed them on my wrist. He began to push them back out of his shorts but I
may buy arm rigid and would not move. Without saying another word I pushed
past his hands further into his shorts. I grabbed his balls sack with both
hands. I expected all hell to break loose.

"Jesus Christ, your little hands feel so good. But I don't think we should
be doing this." I didn't believe him because I felt his cock begin to
stiffen. I let my right hand cup his balls and I grabbed the shaft of his
cock with my left hand. I squeezed them both. His head live back on the
couch and he closes eyes and let out a sigh. He began to lick his lips, not
saying a word.

I figured no news is good news. I released his balls and was holding his
cock with both hands. Even though I tried, my hands would not fit around
his cock. I knew it had to be big. I pushed myself up, placing my hands on
his thighs. I heard the Popper hit the floor. Then I placed both my hands
under his T-shirt and leaned forward until I felt his nipples. They were
rock hard. That was good news to me.

"Do you like how this feels, David? Do you want me to stop?"

"Yes, I mean no I don't want you to stop. Your hands feel small and soft. I
stood on the tip of my feet causing my lips to the directly in front of
his. I press my lips against his. After a couple seconds my tongue pushed
against his teeth. He opened his mouth allowing my tongue access. I began
to swirl my tongue around inside of his mouth, moving my lips at the same
time. He had really nice lips. I sucked his tongue into my mouth. I began
sucking on it like a baby bottle. All he could do was moan. We continued to
passionately kiss for the longest time.

I was sure he could feel my erection on his stomach. I reached down and
grabbed the bottom of this T-shirt and with his help slipped it over his
head. I let it drop behind the couch. I unbuckle the belt that held his
shorts up and opened his zipper all the way. I grabbed the bottom of his
shorts and pulled towards his knees. He lifted his ass a little too allow
his shorts to pass by his knees. He set up and pulled the T-shirt over my
head, exposing my naked body. Reached down and picked me up to pulled me
close. He began to suck on my nipples, alternating left and right. I felt
like he was going to go into a frenzy.

He leaned forward and put me on my feet. He reached down and pulled his
shorts across his feet, letting them drop credit him. He wasn't wearing any
shoes so it was easy for me to reach down and call his socks off. My heart
was pounding through my chest and my head felt like it was going to
explode. I went down to my knees and took his cock in both hands. God, was
a beautiful. It must've been nine or 10 inches. It was cut perfectly. I
don't know how big around it was but I knew I could not fit my hands
completely around it. He slipped further down the couch giving me more
access to his love to tool.

I leaned forward and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He let out a
gasp. I pushed my head further down the shaft. Then I backed off. Then I
pushed forward again and I could feel the head of his cock at the entrance
of my throat. I backed off. I could tell by his expression this is driving
him crazy. That even excited me more. I released his cock and reached
behind me to pick up the Popper. I removed the lid and placed the Popper
beneath his nose. I could tell this was not the first time for him to use
poppers. He took the bottle into his hands placed the opening up against
his nostril. I heard him take two deep breaths. I reached up and took the
bottle. I breathed in as deep as I could three times. My head began to
spin. I knew I had to put the lid on or I would spill the rest of the
liquid.

He sat there moaning and gasping. I put his cock back into my mouth and
with one full pushed the head of his cock past the opening of my throat. I
pulled off releasing his cock to take a breath. The euphoria caused his
cock to feel so hot down my throat. Went in I took the head of his cock
into my mouth. I pushed forward, driving my lips to his base. As I gently
move my head up and down my chin continue to touch his ball sack. I
released his cock from my hands. There is no need for me to hold on with it
so far down my throat. I reached down and grabbed hold of my cock and began
to stroke.

I felt his cock begin to stiffen even more. It started jerking. I knew what
that meant. He tried to lift my head off of his shaft so he would not
deliver his load into my mouth. I refuse to move my head. Soon his load
started gushing down my throat. Load after load. I pulled out just enough
to allow my mouth to fill up.  I started gulping as fast as I could. I
didn't want to lose a drop. He reached down and grabbed the cushions to the
couch and squeeze tightly. I had never had so much man cum in my mouth
before.

I swallowed it all, not losing any. Well, a very small amount slipped by
the corner of my mouth. But I quickly took it in with my tongue. It was
like the nectar of the Gods. I pushed his cock back down my throat so I
could milk any cum that was left. He was panting and breathing heavy I
lifted my head and began to clean his cock with my mouth and
tongue. Finally, he released his grip on the cushion. I return my lips to
his mouth and this time he took my tongue and began to suck. It was so hot
to knew he was tasting his own cum.

After 10 or 15 minutes of passionate kissing I stood up. I wiped my mouth
with the back of my hand and just smiled. He didn't speak. My God, he was
speechless. I started thinking this had all the makings for a hot weekend
Oh,