Date: Mon, 1 Dec 2014 00:50:44 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sucking Scott Part 8

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 8


After lunch I went to see Mr. Robbins.  I undressed as soon as he let me in
and said, "Sir, my ass is really sore from Dale – I'll blow you and
whoever you want, but just can't take any more of that rough stuff"

Mr. Robbins replied, "I never had Dale over before and didn't realize he
was like that – it won't happen again."

He unzipped and took his cock out and said, "Now suck me while I make a
phone call"

I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock as he began to dial.  He was
calling Jim, and explained that he had a good cocksucker with a sore ass
that could you some kindness.

When he hung up he said, "Jim will be here soon and he will treat you well.
Now finish sucking me off before he arrives."

I sucked his huge cock and felt it enlarge, filling my mouth completely.
Mr. Robbins seemed like a nice guy and I really wanted to please him.

"I know that I am a little big for you, so just take your time.  If you
have to stop and rest that's alright," Mr. Robbins said.

I realized that I may have been trying too hard, so I slowed down and gave
him a steady sucking.  I tried some "tongue action" (as Jeff called it),
and was able to a little, but it was difficult because his huge cock left
little room in my mouth to move my tongue.

I did my best and he moaned with delight as I felt his cock enlarge, and
then felt him pumping his thick sperm into my mouth.  It was a large load I
had to swallow as he pumped to avoid losing some of it.

When he finished, he pulled out and pulled me to my feet.  "You are a good
cocksucker for such a young boy, and I appreciate your work," he said,
"From now on, just call me Tim, not sir"

"Yes Tim," I said, "and thank you for being so nice."

Tim pulled me to him and kissed me on the mouth, parting my lips with his
tongue.  I had never kissed a man before – or even a woman in that
manner.  I wasn't sure if I liked it, but was not about to refuse Tim's
kindness.

The doorbell rang, and Tim answered the door, admitting Jim.

Jim came to me and hugged me, kissing my cheek.  I wondered if he would
kiss me on the mouth, and resolved to accept it if he did.

He gently rubbed my ass, and I felt completely safe with him.  He took me
by the hand and led me into the bedroom, telling me to lay face down.

I did, and he straddled me around my waist, knees on either side of me.  He
placed his soft hands on my shoulders and began to massage me.  He worked
his fingertips into my muscles and it felt wonderful.  He worked down my
body, loosening my tight muscles all the way to my toes.

Then Jim kissed my ass cheeks, then the crack.  Then he extended his tongue
into my crack.  He spread my cheeks and kissed my hole, pressing his tongue
into me.  It felt truly wonderful!  – unlike anything I had felt before.

He continued this for few minutes and then put his hands on my hips and
raised me to my knees, spreading them apart.  He spread my cheeks once
again and extended his tongue even deeper this time.  I was rock hard and
Jim knew it.

Jim rolled me onto my back and took my cock into his mouth.  I was so
excited I came almost immediately, and almost passed out on the bed.  I
looked at Jim and saw him smiling, and I was so grateful for his attention.
I got up, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his mouth.  This time
I slipped my tongue into his mouth and tasted some of my remaining cum.
Jim responded and our tongues danced together.

"How does your ass feel now?" asked Jim.

"Still sore," I replied, "but you sure made it feel great!"

"That's called rimming," explained Jim, "and people who love anal usually
really love it."

"After what Dale put me through, I'm not sure I'm into anal," I said.

"I hope you won't let Dale's abuse spoil a wonderful experience, he
replied, "You might not grow to love anal, but I hope you won't let that
bad experience ruin it for you.  You need to recover before trying it
again, and then do it with someone who is kind."

"Someone like you?" I asked.

"Yes," continued Jim, "I will be glad to give you a chance to experience
anal with only pleasure – no pain.  Now get back on your belly."

I did and Jim got out the aloe lotion and rubbed it on my ass cheeks, then
in my crack, and then into my hole.  It felt really nice when he gently
slipped his finger into me.

"That's fine for now," Jim said, "Now get dressed and go home – no butt
plugs or toys in your ass for at least a week.  When you are ready, call me
and come to my home."

I agreed and kissed him again, thanking him.  "Let me blow you before I
leave," I said.

Jim unzipped and took out his cock.  It was larger than Scott's but smaller
than Tim's.  It's head tapered more than the other cocks, and looked like
it would slip into my ass with ease.  As I sucked Jim, I recalled that I
had not discomfort when Jim fucked me the other day.  Jim's cock filled my
mouth, but left enough room for easy "tongue action", which I eagerly
provided.  In a few minutes Jim's cock started to pulse and fill my mouth.
When Jim pulled out he lifted me to my feet and kissed me again – this
time tasting his cum.  We smiled at each other as I got dressed.

As I walked home, I felt much better about Tim and Jim, assured that I
would probably never see Dale again.

After jacking off and licking up my cum, I thought about the events of
today and the things to come – sucking at Jeff's Glory Hole, visiting
Jim – so much was happening in such a short time! I drifted off to
sleep, looking forward to another hot day tomorrow!


To be continued . . .

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