Date: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 00:03:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Scott Part 29

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 29

I awoke on Wednesday, ready for another school day.  It's not that I liked
school all that much – I did ok and didn't mind, but on Monday
afternoons we had football practice, and I'd be blowing the football team
in the showers once again.

After breakfast I left and met Scott behind his garage for his daily
blowjob. He handed me another used condom, filled with his father's semen.
I thanked him and put it in my pocket to enjoy later.  He took out his cock
and I dropped to my knees, taking him into my mouth for blowjob.  It was
hard to comprehend what a change Scott had made in my life.  Starting with
a single reluctant blowjob I had sucked off more guys than I would have
thought possible, all while keeping it reasonably secret.  To my parents
and classmates I was just another kid leading a boring live, but the
reality was anything but boring!

As I enjoyed giving Scott his 27th blowjob, I felt the familiar enlargement
just prior to climax.  Then he let loose and I swallowed his hot load.  We
walked to the bus stop and boarded the bus.  On the way to school, Scott
said, "Randy wants another blowjob – can you do him today?"

"Sure," I said, "Just make sure he is blindfolded."

Scott agreed, and I told him I would see him at the Drama Club room at
lunch time.

I spent the morning thinking about blowing Rudy, along with the others I
blew anonymously, their blindfold protecting my secret.

I raised my hand and excused myself to go to the boy's room.  I couldn't
wait until lunch so I went now, closing the door to the stall.  I put the
ring of the condom in my mouth, between my teeth and lips, and gently
sucked.  The condom pulled into my mouth, spilling its manly contents into
my mouth.  I imagined Scott's father shooting into my mouth, and wished I
could arrange to blow him.

I flushed the condom and returned to class.  I spent the rest of the
morning looking forward to blowing Randy, and later the football team.

At lunch time I rushed off to the Drama Club room.  Scott was waiting
outside one of the private rooms, and opened the door as I approached.  I
entered and locked the door.  Randy was sitting there, blindfolded, with
his cock out.  I took it in my hand and stroked him to erection, then
brought my mouth to it.  Sucking it in, Rudy whispered, "yes, that's it,
keep going."

I sucked him a few minutes more and he blasted his sperm into my mouth.  I
loved the way the guys in my school came so quickly.  I swallowed and
thanked him.  Rudy thanked me and I left.

I thanked Scott for setting this up, and that I loved swallowing his Dad's
cum.  I went to the cafeteria for a quick lunch.

As I was finishing my meal I was shocked to see Rudy sitting down across
from me and said, "You give a really good blowjob!"

I thought about denying it, but he clearly knew, so I asked, "How did you
know it was me?"

"I peeked under the blindfold while you were blowing me," Rudy said.

"Okay, now that you know," I asked, "what's next?"

"Well, we don't need the blindfold any more," Rudy answered, "so I should
be able to contact you directly for a blowjob."

"We still have to be discrete about this and not get caught," I said.

"Of course," he said, "I don't want to get caught either, and you don't
want your secret getting out."

"Definitely not," I said, "I'll blow you whenever you want."

"That's good," Rudy said, as he got up, "I plan to feed you regularly."

I went to my next class, a little shaken.  I truly loved cocksucking, but
now I was scared about everyone knowing.  From the beginning I was worried
about Scott not being able to keep a secret, but that hadn't been a
problem.  I didn't know if Rudy could be trusted.  I suppose I had no
choice, so I would suck him and hope for the best.

The more I thought about it the less I was concerned.  After all, I had
been sucking Doug and Ed without problems.  Still, the more people who
knew, the more difficult it would be to remain secret.

By the end of the day I was ready to suck the team.  At the final bell I
hurried off to the locker room to gather the equipment and go out to the
practice field.  During the practice I watched the team work up a sweat.  I
imagined sucking their sweaty cocks in the shower, eager for practice to be
over.

The coach came up to me and said, "Bill, this is Mark.  He will be your
helper and pick up the equipment at the end of the practices and games so
you can get to the showers.  He's not a cocksucker, but will come to you
for service like the rest of the team."

I thanked him and Mark sat on the bench next to me and said, "So you suck
off all these guys?"

"When they need it, yes," I said.

"So one more cock won't matter," Mark responded.

"One more cock is always welcomed," I said.

The coach told me to hit the showers – Mark would bring the equipment
in.

I went to the locker room, undressed and went to the showers, stroking
myself to erection.

I got on my knees to be ready for the team.  Soon they were in the locker
room undressing.  As the first entered the shower he was already hard.  He
put his sweaty cock into my mouth and I began to suck.  I continued as the
others entered the shower, pointing their hard cocks at me.  Soon I was
swallowing a hot load, and began sucking the next one.  In less than a
minute he came, and I was on to the third.

I counted fourteen before I was done.  Finally there was only Ben and
myself in the shower.  Ben's long skinny cock was already hard.  I
approached him and soaped up his cock and faced the wall, hands on it, feet
apart.  Ben slipped a couple of soapy fingers up my ass, and then his long
cock.  He fucked me and once again reached around and jacked me off.  I
shot on the wall but stood there until Ben finished.  We both washed up,
got dressed and walked out to catch the activity bus home.

Joe was driving, as usual, and I went back to seat eleven, the "cocksucker
seat".  Once we were on the road the line formed and I proceeded to blow
the rest of the team.  By now it was pretty routine, but we all loved it.
I sucked five more, and then Mark stepped up.  I suppose he was being
respectful of the team by going last, but I wanted to be sure his blowjob
was as good as the rest.

Mark had a pretty thick cock, though not very long, with a nicely shaped
mushroom head.  I took him in all the way and felt his zipper press to my
lips.  His cock head was against the back of my throat, so I worked my
throat like I was swallowing, and that did it for him.  Soon he was
spilling his seed in my mouth. He thanked me and stepped away.

After Joe had dropped off the last player, he pulled to the side of our
usual country road and came back to me for his blowjob.  Glad as always to
suck him, and did so with my usual enthusiasm.  He filled my mouth with his
cream, thanked me and drove to my stop.

As I walked to my home I recapped the day, Scott, Rudy, fourteen in the
shower, five team members in the bus, Mark and Joe – that was 23 in one
day.  I was holding a lot of cum in my belly and keeping it down.

When I got home my sister said there was a letter from "some girl" on my
desk.

I picked up the pretty lavendar envelope – it had the faint scent of a
perfume, and said "Eydie" in the return address.

The note read:

   Dearest Bill,

   I would welcome a visit from you at your earliest opportunity.
   Please call me when you can.

   xxxooxx
   Eydie

Her phone number was on the letter, so I called.  A woman answered – I
introduced myself and I explained that I was calling for Eydie.  She told
me that Eydie could not come to the phone, but she was hoping I would call.
She explained that if I liked I could come visit Eydie after school
tomorrow.

I quickly agreed, thanked her and hung up.

I wondered what was going on with Eydie – I had thought I would never
see her again, and here I was being invited to visit.

That evening I thought about Eydie as I went 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.  I'll be glad to send a copy of the Blowjob Journal and
Blowjob Map to anyone requesting them.  –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)