Date: Sat, 4 Jul 2015 22:22:42 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Scott Part 43

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 43

The next day on the way to school Scott told me that his father was really
disappointed that I wouldn't be sucking him.  He was really sorry that my
father had busted me, and that he would never have exposed me.  Scott said
that if there were any way possible, he would appreciate it if I could
still suck him.  I told Scott to tell him that I had come to really like
sucking him and I would find a way to continue.  I told Scott he should ask
his father for permission to continue to get sucked by me as well.  It
didn't really matter much, because I was still sucking Scott nearly every
day – it would just be more convenient if I could suck him at his home.

We arrived at school and Rudy stopped me to confirm his lunchtime blowjob.
I agreed – he had been getting blown by me nearly every day, just as
Jack had.

At lunch time I blew Rudy, and then Scott.  I set the trap for Scott's
cousin Jeff.  I said to Scott, "I really want to blow Jeff again – he is
so manly I just can't resist."

"After what he did to you?" Scott asked.

"As it turned out, it wasn't all that bad," I replied, "and I just really
need to suck him again.  Please tell him."

"That's one hell of a surprise," said Scott, "but I'll tell him."

On the way home I blew Jack in the back of the school bus.  I walked home,
slowly swallowing his cum.  When I arrived home, my father drove me to
Becky's house to pick her up.

On the way back we rode in the back seat and we kissed the whole time.  My
father was watching in the rear view mirror, hopefully deciding that I was
straight after all.

When we arrived home we went inside and I introduced Becky to the rest of
my family.  They exchanged small talk for a while and then had a nice
dinner.  My family now had the impression that she was a very nice girl,
quite suitable for their son.  Little did they know how well matched we
were – but certainly not in a "nice" way!

Becky excused herself to use the bathroom.  On her way she whispered to me
she would meet me in my room afterward.

I waited for Becky in my room and when she arrived she pressed her panties
into my hand.  I brought them to my face and inhaled deeply, then put them
in my pants pocket.

Becky knelt on the edge of my bed and pulled her skirt up over her large
ass.  I rimmed her and fingered her clitty – a very nice desert indeed.
My parents would freak out if they knew how unconventional our relationship
had become.

My father drove me back to Becky's and encouraged me to stay when Becky
asked me to.  I went in with her as my father left.  Becky called Ben, who
appeared shortly.  "Bill has been very good to me tonight," she said, "so
let him suck your cock again."

Ben didn't need to be asked twice, and unzipped.  I sucked his cock while
Becky watched.  She was fingering herself off while I sucked.  When Ben
came, I told Becky I wanted to lick her juice, so she lifted the front of
her skirt and spread her legs.  I licked her wet pussy.  I really love the
taste of semen better than her juice, but wanted to make her feel good.

While Becky drove me home I told her that I had asked Scott to tell Jeff
that I still wanted and needed to blow him.  Becky said to let her know
when and she would be ready to give Jeff some real justice.

Shortly after I went to bed my father came in and I sucked him.  This was
happening every night and I loved it.  My father was also nicer to me than
he had ever been before.

He came and told me to keep this between us, and left.  I drifted off to
sleep wondering how many other cocksuckers got to blow their own fathers.

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)