Date: Sun, 23 Aug 2015 21:17:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pervert Phil Part 18

Pervert Phil (part 18)

This story traces the life of Phil, now deceased.  His life was filled with
perversion, which he enjoyed tremendously and freely shared with me.  This
series contains content that some will find offensive, so you may wish to
skip some parts.  Phil took many risks, and was fortunate to survive his
many encounters.  I hope you enjoy the story, but caution you not to follow
his example!

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In all, by the time the group checked out on Sunday afternoon, I had been
fucked by each and every one of them both in the ass and the mouth at least
once and by him quite a number of times.  I had been tortured with special
emphasis on my cock and my balls; I had been paraded around inside and
outside absolutely naked and I had been told repeatedly of my perversion
and worthlessness.  As he was leaving he once again pissed in my mouth as a
parting gift.  I was left on the fuck bench as he had found me.

About an hour after he'd left the room Sherri showed up to unlock me.  She
told me to use the shower because I stunk to high heaven; she really didn't
have to tell me that; I could hardly stand the stench myself!  It took a
long time to get clean particularly because I hadn't been allowed to wipe
my ass after going to the bathroom on two separate occasions.  I came
downstairs naked to an empty bar and had to go looking for Sherri.  I found
the gal who did the cooking instead who giggled her ass off at the sight of
the naked fag whore.  She felt my cock before telling me where to find
Sherri and Mike.

I walked into the little office, still naked, to find both of them in
there.  Sherri just looked at me and handed me $500 before she said `Why
don't you suck Mike off; I think he could use a blowjob.'  I didn't say a
word; I got down on my knees and gave Mike a head job while clutching the
$500 in my left hand.  Sherri had my clothes and things sitting on the desk
by the time Mike blew his nuts in my mouth.  Mike was a pretty hard cummer
so I still had a little running down my chin while I got dressed.  Sherri
poked it into my mouth with her finger and said, "So now you're a whore!"

I said it certainly wasn't the first time I'd sucked cock for money and she
asked if I'd like to do it again.  "Of course!  Right now if it's
possible!"

She told me that she didn't have anything lined up but if I could get away,
they could arrange to hide my car in case my wife drove by.  We left it at
that and I think I spent 3 more weekends at the lodge over the next year or
so before we moved back down to the valley.  Sherri also managed to pimp me
out for quite a number of blowjobs and ass fucks that were quickies over
that time and Ellen and I continued to go out there a lot mainly so that
Ellen could get herself felt up at the bar which she didn't think I knew
about.

I later learned that Ellen was every bit as much of a slut as I was
although she wasn't a fag like me.  During the 2 weeks she spent in Las
Vegas she apparently fucked everybody at the conference and even did one
group of guys complete with a video.  When we moved back down to the valley
she kept right on fucking almost anything with a cock except me who really
wanted nothing to do with her.

Once we got settled in, Modesto was probably straighter than the mountains
as far as I was concerned; it certainly took me longer to establish a few
contacts with the fag world there than just about anyplace I'd ever been in
my life.  I did manage to find one good adult bookstore which was on the
way out of town which had a fairly good stream of customers looking for
blowjobs while they watched dirty movies in the booths.  I became a very
frequent visitor; my willingness to go into a booth with practically
anybody and do just about anything they wanted a fag to do became fairly
widespread knowledge.  It finally attracted the attention of the store's
night manager who cornered me one early morning as I was leaving.  He waved
me over to the counter which displayed various dildos, leather toys and
handcuffs and said he really appreciated my coming in because his business
had gone way up since I became part of the `family'.  He then said `I
suppose you know that we have cameras all over the place.'

I hadn't known that but he showed me a tape of me naked in a booth getting
my ass fucked by a guy while he watched a video.  My face showed very
clearly when I stood up after he blew his nuts in my ass.  He went on to
show me how he could tape the activity in one booth while scanning the
others before he said, "We would never use these tapes to intentionally
embarrass anyone!

Of course, an occasional blowjob would make sure that the tapes never got
into the wrong hands."

I didn't say a word; I simply got on my knees and began unfastening his
pants.  I extracted his very quickly hardening penis from his underwear and
took it into my mouth; he needed no help in discovering that he could
thrust it in and out of my face as he wished.  After only a few moments I
felt his dick start to throb on my tongue just before a gush of cum shot
deep into my mouth.  He had a very satisfied smile on his face when I
showed him his cum on my tongue before swallowing it.  That was the first
of many blowjobs that I gave him over the next few years.

We began a symbiotic relationship in which I could come in, go to a booth
and undress and he would `guide' men to that booth that he knew wanted to
use a fag while he watched movies.  I never knew for certain if he was
charging them anything for me but I suspect that he was.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  烹ill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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