Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2015 16:28:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Scott Part 22

Scott and I were childhood friends.  We would jack off together in the
woods behind his house unit his father caught us one day.  I really wanted
to suck Scott's cock but never had the opportunity.  When Scott's father
caught us and I was scared to death that he would tell my parents, but
fortunately he didn't.  It did bring things to an abrupt halt.  I never got
to suck Scott, but wish I had.  This series is about how I really wish
things had happened.  Scott, if you read this please contact me –
perhaps we could still make this happen.  Perhaps one day I will re-connect
with Scott and pick up where we left off.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)


Sucking Scott 22

It was another school day, so I got ready, had breakfast and departed to
suck Scott behind his garage.

Upon arrival Scott said, "Here is something special for you," handing me a
used condom tied shut.  I took it, held it in my hand for a moment and then
put it in my pocket, to enjoy later.

I thanked Scott as I dropped to my knees and sucked him off, wondering
where he got the condom.

All morning at school I looked forward to sucking the cum from the condom,
wondering whose it was.  I decided to go into the boys rest room at lunch
time and eat the cum.  There wasn't enough time between classes, so I would
have to wait until lunch.  Until then I would reach my hand into my pocket
and touch the condom, feeling is squish.

At lunch time I ate my lunch in a hurry so I would have time to enjoy the
condom.  I went to the boy's rest room, entered a stall and closed the
door.  I took the condom from my pocket, dropped my pants and sat on the
toilet.  Inspecting the condom I saw that it was tied in a single knot, but
the knot was only loosely tied, and found I could untie it easily.

I thought about how I could best eat the precious semen, not wanting to
waste a drop.  If I just put the open end in my mouth and let it drip out I
would get most of the cum, but not all of it.  I put the ring of the condom
in my mouth, holding it between my teeth and lips, the rest of the
cum-filled condom hanging out of my mouth.  What a sight that must have
been! If anyone saw me like this they would know I was a cocksucker.

I savored the kinkiness of this moment and gave a little suck to the
condom.  It responded by pulling up into my mouth.  I sucked harder and the
condom turned inside-out in my mouth, giving me all of its load and letting
me to suck the inside of the condom.  I sucked the condom, enjoying its
contents.  Holding the semen in my mouth, I pulled the condom out of my
mouth, raised my pants, and flushed the condom down the toilet.

I washed my hands and went off to class, the load still in my mouth.  I sat
through my class, savoring the taste of the manly load, still wondering its
source.  I found myself eager to suck more cock, and felt bolder.  I
decided to go see Coach Stafford, the football coach.  I blew him at Jeff's
Glory Hole last Friday night and was told he wanted to meet me.  If nothing
else I would blow him more, but perhaps he would lead me to more cocks as
many of the guys I've blown have.

At the end of the day rushed to Coach Stafford's office, having only half
an hour before my bus left for home.  When I arrived, I saw that there was
a boy in his office, so I waited outside his door.  After a few minutes the
boy left and the coach invited me in.

"Hello Coach Stafford.  We have met, but not been formally introduced," I
said, "I was at Jeff's after the game last Friday."

A big smile came over the coach's face and he said, "So you are the guy
with the really talented mouth!  I wasn't sure you would reveal yourself to
me, but I'm really glad you did."

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

The coach responded, "If you would like to continue to be of service to the
team and I, we can work something out."

"I really enjoyed blowing you and the team last Friday and would love to do
more, but how would this work?" I asked.

"We could be my assistant, in charge of equipment," he explained, "In that
role you would travel with the team and have many opportunities."

"But how could I do that and remain anonymous?" I asked.

"Well, you couldn't," he said, "but we have a tradition of discretion.
Everyone on the team knows that if they tell anyone, they will be thrown
off the team.  It is in their best interest anyway, since they will get
sucked off often, but even the prudes keep their mouth shut."

I told him that I would have to think about it, but would be glad to blow
him regardless.  He took me with him into the equipment storage room,
closed the door and took his cock out.  I dropped to my knees and opened my
mouth, taking him in.  Soon he was fully erect and he put his hands on my
head and pumped in my mouth.  "Yes, you will make a fine team cocksucker!"
he declared, as he shot his hot cum into my mouth.

I told him that I would give him my answer tomorrow, and left to catch my
bus.

After getting off my bus, I walked over to Doug's house for his blowjob
appointment.  I asked him if he had heard anything more about Ed, but he
had not.  He told me to drop my pants and jack off with his cock in my
mouth.  I had not yet cum yet and was really ready for this.  With Doug's
hard cock in my mouth, I came quickly and licked up my load, returning to
Doug's cock to finish him off.  In a few minutes Doug was squirting in my
mouth.  I pulled my pants up and left, agreeing on our next appointment.

I wondered if I was going to have time to suck Doug if I became the
football team's cocksucker.  I wasn't sure, but I really wanted to try!

I went home, and spent the evening deliberating about Coach Stafford's
offer.  It was nearly a guarantee of much more cock, but I wasn't so sure
my secret would be safe.

As I lay in bed, I imagined many sucking scenarios with the football team.
I just had to jack off again in order to get to sleep.  After cumming and
licking up my load, I drifted off to sleep.



To be continued . . .

Scott, if you read this please contact me – perhaps we could still make
this happen.  For anyone else, feel free to contact me with your comments
or requests.  –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)