Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2015 09:53:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey Sucks Part 9

Joey Sucks (part 9)

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 awoke Sunday morning, remembering all the cum I swallowed last night, and
how it upset my stomach.  Once again I had loose shits – it wasn't very
pleasant, but it did remind me that I had swallowed a lot of cum again.  I
remembered fondly how I had summoned the courage to go up to a car and
offer a blowjob to a total stranger, and how wonderful it was to give it!

I met the other boys in the woods and blew them again.  I knew that my
cocksucking wasn't something I wanted to become common knowledge.  My
friends seemed to treat me even nicer now that I was the source of their
pleasure.  I hoped that it would continue, because I really wanted to
continue to suck them, but still wanted to be their friend.

I returned home and expected an uneventful balance of the day.  I was
surprised by a phone call.  It was Mary – one of the girls who had been
watching me in the school bus on Friday.

"Did you do a good job for Tommy?" she asked.

"I don't know what you are talking about," I countered.

"I think you do," Mary shot back, "and if you want your secret to be safe,
you better come to my house in an hour."

I didn't know what this was all about – how could she possibly know?  –
what could she have seen?  – I decided I better go and find out.

I arrived at Mary's house and she invited me in.  Linda was there as well.
Mary said that her mother would be gone for another two hours, so that gave
us plenty of time.  Plenty of time for what?  Mary was slightly overweight
but had a pretty face.  Linda was a beautiful thin Asian girl with lovely
long black hair.

They led me to Mary's room and the two girls sat on Mary's bed.

"Now take your clothes off," ordered Mary.

"No way!" I protested.

"Unless you want the whole school to know you're a faggot queer, you'll do
what I say!" she said.

"I don't know what you are talking about – you're trying to trick me in
some way!" I responded.

"Ok," said Mary, "let me lay it out for you.  I saw your hand moving under
Tommy's jacket – you were playing with his cock.  Boys like you love to
do that.  I'm sure you are blowing him as well, or will be soon.  I don't
care if you are a cocksucker, but it will be the talk of the school if you
don't cooperate.  Of course eventually it would get back to your parents –
just think how well they will take it!"

Mary had me seriously worried.  I didn't realize that she was tricking me –
she may have seen me feeling Tommy, but there is no way she could possibly
know about the blowjobs, but she really sounded sure about it.  I felt
really trapped.

Slowly I removed my clothes as Mary and Linda watched.  It was really
embarrassing to do this in front of the girls, but I didn't think I had any
other choice.

I stood there, bare naked in front of them.  Linda motioned me to them and
took my cock into her hand.  Embarrassed as I was, I still hardened.  "Look
how cute this little thing is," said Linda, "not very manly at all!"  Linda
pulled at the little patch of pubic hair and giggled.

"Can you cum yet?" asked Mary.

That was a really personal question, but I decided that I had better
answer, so I responded, "not yet."

"Well perhaps we will see you cum the first time," said Mary, "do you know
how to jack off?"

"Yes," I responded, "but it doesn't work yet for me."

"That's ok," said Linda, "show us how you jack off."

I thought undressing for them was humiliating, but this was one of the most
personal things a guy did, and soon I was stroking in front of the girls.

They urged me on, and told me to try to cum.  I stroked harder but just
could not cum – I told them that my cock was getting sore but they said
I had to keep going.  I did until finally Mary told me to stop and come
closer.  Linda squeezed something from a tube – it looked like some sort
of lotion or ointment.

"Perhaps this will help," said Linda as she took hold of my cock and
quickly rubbed the cold stuff all over it.  At first it was cold, but then
it started to feel hot and to really hurt.  It was unlike any hurt I had
experienced before.

"You bitches!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face.

"Now Joey," said Mary, "you must learn to control your temper, and to be
thankful for what we do for you."

"You are just a couple of mean bitches that no guy would ever want!" I
blurted out, still crying.

I Mary slapped me hard across my face and Linda did the same.

I stood there crying, feeling like a complete wimp.  I had performed naked
for a couple of girls and was now crying before them.

"Let me be very clear about things," Mary continued, "when you are with us,
WE are in charge.  You will call us each 'Mistress' and obey our orders –
is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress," was my only response.

"I think you should be thankful for what we have done for you," she said,
"but I you don't seem to be."

I just didn't understand how I could have got myself into this mess, but I
was very stuck, so I just responded, "Thank you, Mistress."

"That's better, said Mary, "Linda, I think it's time we gave Joey a little
relief."

Linda stepped out and returned with a warm, wet, soapy washcloth and washed
off my cock and balls.  I suppose washing me might have reduced the ongoing
pain, but I had taken a lot so far, and didn't like a bit of it!  "There!"
Linda said, "that should take all the Ben Gay off you."

After washing me, I said, "Thank you, Mistress."  Putting Ben Gay on my
cock was awfully mean – there had to be something seriously wrong with
these girls.

Mary smiled and said, "You are doing well for your first time.  From now on
you will come to us when we call you and do what we tell you, and it will
be just between us.  Do you agree?"

Clearly having no choice, I said, "Yes Mistress, I agree."

"That's good," said Mary, "now there is just one more thing I want you to
do before you go."

I remained silent, terrified of what she may have in mind for me.

Linda returned leading a naked boy by a leash.  It was attached to a dog
collar around his neck.  His hands were tied behind his back and he was
partially erect.  He was blindfolded, and looked to be a couple years older
than I was.

"This is my brother Ed," said Mary, "Ed, say hello to Joey."

Ed said hello to me as Linda rubbed her hands over his balls and his cock
grew.  She wasn't touching his cock, but soon he was rock hard anyway.

"Ed is a very horny boy," said Mary, "and hasn't cum for over seven weeks.
Like you, he is also under our command – would you like to help Ed out,
Joey?"

I wasn't sure what they had in mind, so I said, "how?"

"By blowing him of course!" Mary replied, "that's what cocksuckers do!"

I wanted to blow Ed, but if I did Mary and Linda would know for sure that I
was a cocksucker – now they only had suspicions.  I was in a real bind
and didn't think I had any way out, so I dropped to my knees and opened my
mouth.  Linda guided Ed's cock into my mouth and I sucked him.  His cock
was bigger than my friends – about the size of Mark's, and pulsing with
desire.

He came in less than a minute, filling my mouth with his hot seed.  "Don't
swallow yet," said Linda.

Now turn toward us and open your mouth.  I did so, as Mary snapped a
picture.  I realized that she had been taking pictures of the entire
blowjob – now she had proof that I was a cocksucker!

"Ok," she said, "now swallow and open your mouth again."

I did so and she took a few more pictures.

If there was any way to be more humiliated I certainly didn't know how.
These girls had tricked me into doing things and now they had positive
proof that I was a cocksucker, and plenty of evidence.  I was really
screwed!

They told me to get dressed and leave – they would send for me some
other time.

When I got home I sat and thought about all that had happened.  I had no
idea that girls were like that – I wondered if they all were.  I was
beginning to like girls, but encounters like this could certainly change my
mind!

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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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