Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2015 14:34:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Scott Part 33

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 33

I awoke thinking about what Mr. Robbins had in mind for me – another
Glory Hole situation.  I welcomed the opportunity to suck many new cocks,
and wondered if I would be able to keep down more loads than the last time
at the Glory Hole.

Blowing the football team had given me practice keeping multiple loads
down.  I hoped that one day I would not have a limit, as stopping to puke
didn't seem like something a good cocksucker should have to do.

I got ready for school and had breakfast.  I left and met Scott behind his
garage for his daily blowjob.  I asked him if his cousin Jeff would be
interested in me sucking at his Glory Hole again and he said he would ask
him.  I told him that since the guys all know that it was me sucking that I
was willing to suck them outside the Glory Hole, and Scott said he would
tell Jeff.

I blew Scott as usual, and he came quickly. I held his load in my mouth
until we got to school, not needing to talk with anyone until then.

Rudy met me at the door and I agreed to blow him at lunch time.

I went to class thinking about all the cock had in store for me.  I hoped
that Scott's cousin would just have me suck in his basement with everyone
watching.  Sucking the football team had started to warm me up to sucking
for an audience.

I really wished that being a cocksucker were more socially acceptable –
I loved people watching me suck but was scared to death of being exposed
publicly!

Well, I could daydream about being a public cocksucker, but needed to make
sure it didn't happen!

At lunch time I met Rudy in the Drama Club room and we went to a private
practice room and locked the door.  Rudy asked me if I would be willing to
blow any of his friends, and I said I would as long as it remained a
secret.  I was taking a risk agreeing to blow someone without a blindfold,
but I knew the blindfold didn't really protect me.  He told me that the guy
shared an afternoon study hall with us and he would introduce us then.

As I sucked Rudy, he pulled my head close to him, forcing his cock all the
way into my mouth.  He wasn't very long, so he didn't even reach my throat,
but I pretended to gag on him just the same.  I enjoyed making the guys I
blow feel like they had big cocks, because it was better for both of us.
After a time Rudy pumped his hot load into my mouth.  I swallowed and
thanked him, as he thanked me and told me to watch for him in study hall.

I went to the cafeteria for a quick lunch and went to my afternoon classes.
When I got to study hall, I saw Rudy with another guy, who introduced
himself as Jack.  Jack was a hall monitor, and did not have to be in the
study hall.  He told me to come to the boy's restroom as soon as I could
get away.

After the bell rang at the beginning of study hall I got permission to go
to the boy's restroom and went there, seeking Jack.  Jack was standing at a
urinal stroking his cock.  When he saw me he turned to show me his hard
cock.

I went into the last stall, which was a larger one.  Jack followed and
closed the door behind him.  I sat on the toilet and sucked Jack as he
stood before me.  Jack was very ready, pressing his hard cock to the back
of my mouth and cumming in just a couple of strokes.

Suddenly we heard noise as a couple of guys came in.  We remained quiet,
listening to them talk and piss.  I was a little scared, because this was
not as private as McDonalds – if anyone looked they could clearly see
more than two feet in our stall.  If a teacher was there I could be in deep
trouble!

Fortunately nothing happened and they departed, leaving the restroom in
silence.  Jack zipped up and left the stall.  I left the stall shortly and
went back to class, holding Jack's load in my mouth.

I worked on homework during the remainder of the study hall, enjoying
Jack's taste for about half an hour before it was gone, diluted with my
saliva.  I swallowed and smiled to myself.

As I left school that day and rode the bus home I was surprised to find
that Jack also was on my bus, and he sat down next to me.

"Thanks for the blowjob," he said, "I hope I can count on you for more."

"As long as you keep it secret," I replied, "I'll blow you anytime we can
safely do it."

Jack smiled and said he planned to feed me regularly.

It was winter time and we all wore heavy coats.  Jack unzipped and took his
cock out, concealing it under his coat, but opening his coat just enough
for me to see.  I discretely slipped my hand under his coat and stroked him
to erection.

"Suck me now," he whispered.

"No fucking way!" I said, "not with all these people around."

"Okay," Jack said, "we'll wait for most of the people to get off the bus."

After another 15 minutes there were only a few kids left, and they were all
in seats in front of us.  Jack opened up his coat to fully expose his
now-erect cock.

I looked around and saw that nobody was looking our way, and put my head
down to his lap, taking his stiff cock into my mouth.  I sucked as he
massaged my head, pushing the back of my head as I sucked.  After a few
minutes he came, and I swallowed his load.

"Don't get up yet," he said, holding my head down.

After a short time he said, "ok, get up."

"I didn't want anyone to see up coming up from my cock," Jack said, "I
value your work and want a lot more of it, so I won't risk us getting
caught.

I thanked him, certain that I would be sucking him often.  I got off the
bus at my stop, leaving Jack behind, but still enjoying his flavor.

I walked home and changed my clothing before going to Mr. Robbins house.
He greeted me and whipped out his cock, which I promptly sucked.  He grew
hard quickly and I sucked, trying my best to bring him to climax.  He
pumped in and out of my mouth for a time and then pulled out, saying, "I
don't want to cum just yet – you can finish me off later."

He zipped up again and I got up.  We went to his garage and got into his
car.

"I'm taking you to a strip club owned by a friend of mine." he said, "The
customers are mainly black and they love to enjoy a white boy.  He will
give you lots of cock to suck, if you don't mind black cock."

"I've never sucked a black guy," I confessed, "but I'm glad to give it a
try."

"Just one thing," Mr. Robbins warned, "These guys are very dominant, and
will expect you to do what they say, so expect to get bossed around."

"Okay," I said, wondering what this was going to be like.

We drove to a part of town I didn't know and parked in the back.
Mr. Robbins took me in a back door and to an office where a big black man
was sitting.

He smiled and said, "So this is the white boy you promised me?"

Mr. Robbins shook his hand and said, "Yes – he may be kind of new to
this, but I think you will find him to be eager."

"What is your name, boy?" he asked.

"Bill," I said, a little embarrassed.

"You can call me 'Master Ken' and you will be my sex slave, he said, "will
you do that for me?"

"Yes, Master Ken," I replied.

He smiled at my compliance and told me to take off my clothes.

I stood before him, naked and a little afraid.  He snapped a collar around
my neck and told me that everyone would know I was a slave.  He took my
cock and began to stroke it, bringing me to erection.  When I was fully
hard he said, "pretty small dick, as I would expect for a white boy.  But
you will get plenty of big dicks – make sure you respect them!"

"I will, Master Ken," I promised.

"Are you a good cocksucker?" he asked.

"I try to be, Master Ken," I answered.

"Good, we will try you out tonight," he said.

He led me to a door and opened it.  There was a pillow on the floor in
front of a Glory Hole.  It was familiar territory for me. There was a large
glass on a shelf near the hole.  I was told that I could spit cum in it if
I was not able to swallow every load.  He explained that the men watching
the strip show would be very horny and would cum quickly, and that I would
be sucking dozens of men.  I was glad that I would be able to spit, since
there was no place to puke, though I hoped I wouldn't have to.

He told me that the show would be starting soon, and there would be cocks
to suck soon, so I better get ready to work.

I knelt down at the hole and slid the door open, waiting for my first cock
of the night.

Soon my first cock came through and I eagerly sucked it.  It was not huge,
but much bigger than mine.  I only sucked a few minutes before it rewarded
me with its hot load.  I swallowed it, deciding I would swallow as many as
I could before spitting.

Soon a second cock emerged and I went right to work on it.  This one was
bigger, but not the biggest I had sucked.  Soon I milked its load and
swallowed.

I continued to suck all the cocks presented me, swallowing every load. Most
of the cocks were black, all of which were large.  I did suck a few white
cocks, but there was something very special about the black cocks –
maybe it was especially taboo, but I loved it!

I'm not sure how long I had been there, but the things were moving fast.  I
counted my 26th load before my stomach began to feel queezy.  I decided to
start spitting into the glass – I could always swallow it later if I
felt up to it.

I really liked the way the guys I sucked were already so close to cumming –
it seemed like no work at all to suck them off.

Finally a really enormous cock came through the hole.  I could barely get
the head into my mouth and could not wrap a hand around it.  I tongued the
head as best as I could while stroking the shaft.  It was not an easy
blowjob but he came very quickly and I gratefully took his load, spitting
it into the glass.

I continued to suck every cock that came through, and had filled the glass
half full of cum by the 42nd blowjob.  After sucking two more the door
opened behind me and a woman's voice told me to close things up.  I looked
up at her and found her to be a pretty black woman with nice big breasts.
She was probably a stripper because she was wearing a scanty robe to cover
herself.

"I see your glass is barely half full," she said, "did you swallow the
rest?"

"Yes," I said, "and I hope to swallow this too!"

"You must be a real cum-slut", she said, "have room for one more?"

She opened her robe and showed me a really nice black cock, which looked
absolutely lovely on this woman's curvy body.

I opened my mouth and she approached, guiding her cock into my mouth.  She
put her hands on my head and gently pumped her cock in and out of my mouth.
She told me I was a really good cocksucker and soon filled my mouth with
her cream.

"Very nicely done, young cum slut!" she said, "My name is Sasha, and I
think we'll be spending more time together.

"I'd like that," I said, as she departed.

Master Jack arrived and took me to his office.  I brought the glass of cum
with me.

"You going to swallow that?" he asked.

"I hope to," I said, "I've already swallowed more than I ever have before."

"Do you know how many men you sucked tonight?" he asked.

"I counted 44, Master Ken," I replied.

"You counted right," he said.  I'm paying you $440 for your work tonight."

"Thank you, Master Ken," I said.

"You earned it!" he said, "Would you like to do it again?"

"Yes, Master Ken," I replied, "I would love to."

"Sasha like you, "he said, so I am going to make her your mentor and
contact."

He handed me a slip of paper and said, "Here it our phone number – just
ask for Sasha, or for me if she isn't available."

He took the slave collar off me and told me to get dressed.

"You can take the glass of cum with you to swallow later if you want," he
said.

I thanked him and picked up the money and cum glass.  As we drove back,
Mr. Robbins explained that the customers paid $30 each tonight because they
were featuring a white boy cocksucker tonight, which was why he could
afford to pay me so much.

"I really want to swallow this cum," I said, "but don't want to puke it
back up"

"At least not in my car!" said Mr. Robbins.  Wait until we get back to my
house.  I'll get you comfortable and you can swallow and relax to calm your
stomach.

We got back to Mr. Robbins' house and went inside.  He had me sit in a
comfortable recliner chair and I took the glass of cum and swallowed its
contents.  My stomach rebelled and I felt the cum pushing back up.  I
swallowed hard and held it down.  Mr. Robbins massaged my stomach and told
me to just relax.

"I've never known anyone to swallow 44 loads and keep it down," he said,
"but I think if you work at it, you will be the first!"

I relaxed and closed my eyes, enjoying what I had done this evening.  After
my stomach settled down I left for home.

That night I drifted off to sleep fondly remembering the many cocks that
had filled my belly with cum.



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)