Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2015 09:55:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com> Subject: Pervert Phil Part 23 Pervert Phil (part 23) 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! 末末末末末末末末末末 Two days later the surveillance camera went into my ceiling and the monitor went on Jen's desk. She didn't know what it was until she turned on the monitor and saw me sitting at my desk. After the crew left she just came back to my office, bent over and kissed me and copped a huge feel in my crotch. The very next day a guy showed up asking for Eugene and she brought him right back to my office, closed the door behind her and practically ran to turn on the new monitor on her desk. As promised, I simply got on my knees and sucked the guy off without saying one word. I'd never seen him before and never saw him again but he was the first of almost a thousand guys I sucked off just from that little list. Jen stuck her head into my office after the guy had gone away. She said "That monitor is awesome!" I asked her if she enjoyed the show and she said yes but how did I get off afterwards? I told her I usually jacked off after the guy left and she asked if she could help with that. "Do you mean you want to jack me off?" I asked. That was exactly what she meant except that she wanted me to shoot my cum on her tits! I told her I had no objection and she very quickly had her blouse open and had popped her bra down, had my cock out of my pants and was stroking me with the tip of my dick brushing against her nipple. In spite of my being a complete fag, it was quite erotic and she very quickly made me shoot my cum onto her tits. I think the diminished volume surprised her a little but I told her that was what happened when a guy got his nuts stretched the way I had. I don't think Jen had a "boyfriend" per se the entire time that she worked for me. She seemed perfectly content to watch me suck cock on the monitor, jack me off and shoot my cum on her breasts. In her own way, I think Jen was as much a pervert as I was. We discussed various aspects of my fagdom almost technically; she seemed incredibly interested in some of my more masochistic endeavors but she never wanted to participate, she nearly had (and sometimes DID have) an orgasm watching me give strangers blowjobs in my office and she particularly enjoyed the frankness with which I discussed my homosexual activities away from the office. We were never `lovers' in any emotionally charged sense in spite of her handling my erect penis on a nearly daily basis. I think, if anything, Jen thought of herself as some sort of shill for a faggot. The `suck circle' continued to grow with new cocksuckers being added to the list almost every month. Eventually, we had thirty of us who had pledged to suck any dick that showed up with a copy of the list, no questions asked. We thirty fags had, between us, nearly four hundred cocks that we passed around to one another via our list; a list which we handed out quite readily. Eventually, as with all things, the fun came to an end. Ellen had, in her divorce filings, managed to convince the judge that I was both richer than Croesus and determined to deny her a fair share of it. Neither of those was true but it is amazing how convincing Ellen could be when nobody was able to contradict her. She also began a campaign of tying up all my phone lines so I couldn't transact business and other various stunts which threw me into a state of complete depression. Eventually, I had to bid goodbye to all of my friends and close down. I drove back to the Detroit area and moved in with my brother and started looking for work. Once I had secured fairly decent employment and found a place to live, I decided that I was done with concealing my homosexuality forever. I began readily admitting to being a fag to almost anyone. The exceptions were my employment and my brother and his family. Other than that, I was almost universally known to be queer. I began searching for `dom' sex partners and, just as soon as the internet came along in 1995 or so, I signed up for an instant messaging service and had a series of photographs taken of me giving blowjobs. One of those went on my profile which was also extremely public. I discovered that being exposed as a homosexual was both highly erotic and produced a large number of potential men who liked being sucked off by a man. I finally got rid of all my male underwear and began wearing women's panties full time; I found that most dominant men liked their cocksuckers to be both submissive and a little effeminate. In fact, most men willing to accept a blowjob from a queer liked him to be fairly obviously queer; it was something I worked very hard to become. I have to admit that I haven't yet learned to be obviously homosexual but it is something I do try to achieve. As I write this, having been in this area for 18 years or so, I currently have a reasonably decent list of `regulars'; men who know I will suck their cocks whenever they want, men who know that they never have to ask if I'm in the mood, men who know that I never need a "return favor" for the blowjob, men who know that I enjoy being called a "cocksucker", whore, faggot and any other degrading and pejorative name they care to use. As things stand at the moment that list is approximately thirty names and that lets me suck at least one cock every day. Most days I do better than that. I have also established some ties with the more sadistic ladies in the community and, while they may not be quite as bold or inventive as the ladies I knew in California, they are still quite interested in submissive fags like me. 末末末末末末末末末末 To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. 烹ill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org