Date: Tue, 9 Feb 2016 14:33:07 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jack of Spades Part 5

Jack of Spades (part 5)

An eager sucker wants to tell the world yet still remain closeted –
discovering the answer plunges the sucker into a whole new world!  I hope
you enjoy this work of fiction.

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The next day at work I had enjoyed replaying the weekend.  Midway through
the morning I received a call on my cell phone.

"Hello," I said.

"This is Ike," they said, "You rode with me yesterday."

"Yeah," I responded, "give me a second to get some privacy."

I walked to a safer place and said, "go ahead."

Ike continued, "we liked your work yesterday, and want you to ride with us
regularly."

"Well, that didn't work out so well for me," I said.

"You aren't still mad about us showing off your naked ass?"

"That didn't bother me," I replied, "it was nearly losing my clothes."

"Ok, I can see that," Ike said, "we value our jacks, and you will be under
my protection."

"I don't mind the humiliation," I said, "as long as I am safe."

"You'll be safe," I promise, "so you want to ride with us tonight?"

"I suppose," I replied, "but I may have an appointment with Towanda."

"We'll make sure you make your appointment if you have one," Ike said,
"We'll pick you up at your place at 7 tonight, ok?"

I agreed and I went back to work.

Later that day I received a call from Towanda, who told me that she had two
guys lined up for 8pm tonight.  I agreed to be there and hung up.

Sucking two tonight will bring my total to ten, so I'll only have to suck
the president and I'll be in!  I walked around the rest of the day with a
hard on.

After work I went home and had dinner with my mother.  At 23, I was a
little old to still be living with my mother, but I didn't have the money
to get a place of my own.  My parents split up when I was young and my
mother left my dad behind in Atlanta.  She liked me there so she wouldn't
have to be alone.  I just hoped that my jack activities would not create a
problem with mom.

I told her I would be going out with some friends tonight and might not be
back until ten.

She didn't question me further so I left it at that.

I watched for Ike's car so he didn't have to come to the door.  I didn't
have any black friends, and didn't want my mother to ask me more questions.

When I saw their car I stepped out and said bye to mom.  I walked to the
street and Ike's car stopped and the back door opened.  There were two guys
in the back seat and a Janet, a black woman in the front passenger seat.
Ike was driving.


I got in and Ike told me to get undressed.  They put my clothes in a bag
and set them aside. Janet looked back at me with interest.

"Let me see your dick," she said, "never seen a white dick before –
especially a sissy dick."

I shifted my position and spread my legs to show her.

"Get yourself hard to show her how big you get," said Ike.  I stroked
myself and was soon fully hard.

"That's it?" she said, "I thought it would be small, but you are hardly a
man."

"That's why I'm a jack," I said, "if I want a big dick someone will have to
give me one."

Everyone had a good laugh at that and Ike told me to show her how much I
love black cock.

Both of the guys took their cocks out and I began to suck one of them.  The
gal watched eagerly – perhaps never having seen a white guy giving
blowjob before.

Show her the cum when you he nuts in your mouth," said Ike.  I continued to
suck until he filled my mouth with his cum.

I turned and opened my mouth to show her the cum.  "You really LIKE that
stuff?" she asked.

I just smiled, swallowed and began sucking the other guy.  After he came I
showed her the cum and again swallowed.  It was nearly eight, and Ike
stopped in front of Towanda's.

Ike told me to call him when I was done.  I got out and walked to the door,
while Ike drove off.

I stood there naked at the door and sure hoped someone would be there.  I
rang the doorbell and the guy who escorted me yesterday answered the door.

He smiled and said he liked my new look.

"You might want to try out my mouth," I said, "just let me know if you want
it."

"Towanda has other plans for you tonight," he said, "but I'll be glad give
you a try later."

He took me to Towanda, who said, "You really dress the part."  She led me
to the room with the camera and I got into position.  The first guy for me
to suck arrived and dropped his pants.  By now I knew the routine, so I
stroked him to erection and took him into my mouth.  After a few dozen
pictures I sucked him off, and took a break.

Towanda asked me, "did you bring your clothes this time?"

"No, I said, they are with Ike.  I have to call him when we're done and
he'll pick me up."

"But I got a problem," I said, "my phone is with my clothes."

"I'll call Ike," said Towanda, "and tell him to be here in half an hour.

I thanked her and asked about sucking the president.  She said that she
thought she could arrange it a little later in the week.  I looked forward
to being and "official jack" by the weekend.

It was time for the last suck, so I got into position.  It went well and
soon I was finished.  Towanda led me to the door.  Ike's car was waiting,
so I walked to it and got in the back.

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To be continued ...

While this is a work of fiction, the meaning of the Jack of Spades is
real. I will be glad to send you information on this as requested.  Feel
free to contact me with your comments or requests.

–Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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