Date: Mon, 24 Aug 2015 01:29:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey Sucks Part 5

Joey Sucks (part 5)

I got started late, but wish I had begun as a kid.  I have always enjoyed
hearing of how others began, especially in their youth.  This work of
fiction is inspired by the many stories others have generously shared with
me.  I hope you enjoy it!

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I sat through class, thinking more about cocksucking until the afternoon
recess.  While the other kids went outside I went looking for Bill.  He was
pushing a cart with some tools on it when I greeted him.  "Would now be a
good time?" I asked.

Bill paused and said, "Yes, I suppose so – I can get back to this
afterward."

We walked down the stairs and to his office.  He closed the door and turned
to me, unzipping.  Out came the biggest cock I had ever seen.  Not only was
it huge, but the proportions were amazing also!  He had a huge cock head
that looked like a mushroom, clearly bigger across than the shaft.  I
dropped to my knees and said, "that's bigger than I have every sucked, but
I'll try my best."

I opened my mouth and Bill pushed the head into my mouth and then in a bit.
My mouth was completely filled and I only had a part of his cock in my
mouth.  I didn't have much room to move my tongue around but I did the best
I could.  It was incredible to suck this monster cock but I didn't know if
I could even do it right.  I did my best however and his huge cock got even
bigger.  Bill encouraged me and told me I was doing really well.

As he grew even larger he said, "here it comes."

He pumped a really big load into my mouth and I immediately began to
swallow as fast as I could, fearing I would not keep up.

It was a difficult blowjob, but I felt great about doing it.  Bill told me
I did really well, and thanked me.  I told him that I would blow him other
times, but didn't want my friends to know.  I left and returned to class as
recess ended.

I finished the day and rushed to the bus, taking the back seat.  Tommy soon
joined me, and then the rest of my friends sat in the seat ahead of us.  As
soon as we were moving, Tommy took out his cock and I handled him, loving
the feel of him hardening in my hand.  When many of the other kids had left
I bent over and sucked Tommy.  I decided to try to make him cum, and used
my tongue as well as I could.  Tommy loved it, but didn't cum.  One day
soon he would cum for me, I was sure.

We got off at our stop and walked home.  When I got home I called Mike and
he said he would pick me up in his car.  Ten minutes later I got into
Mike's car.

"Is there anything wrong with being a cocksucker?" I asked.

"Well, that depends who you ask," Mike responded, "for guys like you or I,
it's a wonderful thing, but for a lot of religious types it's something
you'll burn in hell for!"

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Because thats what homo's do," he said.

"I'm not gay," I protested, "I like girls – I just haven't had a chance
yet.  I'm not attracted to guys – I just like their cocks."

"I'm not saying you are or you aren't," explained Mike, "but a lot of
people would.  Fifty years ago you could go to jail for it – even now,
you could get picked on a lot."

"I guess I better keep it secret then," I said.

"Good idea," Mike agreed, "the fewer who know, the better."

Mike unzipped and took his cock out and said, "suck me while I drive."

I leaned over and took him into my mouth, my head between his belly and the
steering wheel.  He hardened as I sucked and I thought he would be cumming
soon, but he brought the car to a stop.

"Let's get out," he said.  I got out and looked around.  It was a clearing
surrounded by trees, about fifty feet across.

I saw a lot of things that looked like plastic bags all over the ground.  I
picked one up and asked, "what's this?"

Mike laughed and told me to throw it away – it was a used rubber.  "A
rubber what?" I asked.

"They are just called rubbers," he explained, "men put them on their cocks
when they fuck their women so they don't get pregnant.  When they cum it
stays in the rubber, and they just throw it away."

"Why are there so many here?" I asked.

"This is where a lot of guys park with their girlfriends and fuck them." he
continued, "afterwards they throw the rubbers out the window and leave."

While Mark wasn't looking I slipped one of the used rubbers into my pants
pocket, to check out later.

"Where do you want me to blow you?" I asked.

"We could do it in the car, but others might drive up," he replied, "though
it's unlikely, since most of the acion here is on Friday or Saturday
nights.  Just to be safe, let's go into the woods a bit."

"There was a path going into the woods that we followed.  It ended in a
small clearing after about ten feet.  Mark and I stopped.  He unzipped and
I dropped to my knees.  I sucked him and now was eager for his cum.  It
didn't take long and he filled my mouth with his hot load.  I held his cock
in my mouth until he pulled out.  I didn't swallow because I wanted to
continue to enjoy the taste.  After only a few loads I had developed a real
liking for the strange taste.  We went back to the car and Mark noticed
that I wasn't saying anything.

"Did you swallow yet?" he asked. I shook my head "no".

"Oh, you're holding it in your mouth?" he asked.  I nodded.

"It didn't take you long to warm up to the taste." he observed.

On the way home I watched the route and realized that we had only been
about a mile from my home – I could easily ride that on my bike.  I
decided that I wanted to come back Friday night and watch what happens.

As Mark dropped me off at my home he said, "better swallow now," and I did.

I went inside and to the bathroom, where I took the used rubber out of my
pocket.  I washed the dirt off the outside and looked it over closely.
There was a small protrusion in the tip that was filled with cum.  It had
not dried up – I wondered if it was still ok.  I didn't know if cum
would spoil, but I carefully opened the rubber and put a finger into the
cum.  I took it out and put it in my mouth.  YUK!!!  It was really
horrible!  I put my nose the to rubber and took a smell.  It was a terrible
smell – I guess cum does spoil.  I wondered how long it could stay in
the rubber and still be good to swallow.  I expected to find out on Friday
night.

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To be continued ...

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

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