Date: Thu, 7 May 2015 09:45:36 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Planned Outings Part 4

Planned Outings (part 4)

My sexual life has been very private – while many know I am a
cocksucker, that part of my life is very separate from my family and
business.  Many times I have wished that I could be out to some of my
closest associates, but could never take the chance.  This story series was
inspired by that desire.  This is dedicated to my late friend Phil, who was
out to everyone.

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I awoke the next morning, anxious for new cocksucking adventures.  Before
leaving for work I checked my email and found one titled "Service Request"
that simply said:

"I understand that you do good work and would like to see for myself."

It sounded interesting – probably a referral from one of the many guys
I've sucked.  I'm always eager to suck new cocks, but wanted to be cautious
about it, so I replied:

"Hi guy – good to hear from you.  Please tell me how you learned of my
work and what you have in mind."

I sent the email and drove to work.  Along the way I thought about how nice
it would be to receive anonymous blowjob requests often.

I couldn't get this new possibility out of my mind, and checked my email
throughout the day, hoping for a reply.  After lunch I received this reply:

"You were recommended to me by a mutual friend.  I would like to receive
the same services and would like to get started as soon as possible.  Are
you available tonight?"

I dashed off the reply:

"I'm available to meet tonight.  Where and when?  How will I know you?"

I hit send and smiled.  This guy was being careful, which certainly isn't a
bad thing.  The guys I blow have to be as careful as I do.

Since he seemed anxious to meet tonight I continued to check my emails for
a reply, which came a few hours later:

"Let's meet at McDonalds at [gave the location] at 6:30.  I'll be wearing a
blue t-shirt and a "Yankees" baseball cap."

That sounded good, but I wanted to change the location, so I replied:

"Ok, but let's make it at Arby's next door, same time."

I sent the reply and finished my work day.  Just before leaving I checked
and received the reply:

"Ok"

After a quick dinner I drove to Arby's for my appointment.  I bought a coke
and looked around for my guy.  I saw two different guys in blue shirts, but
only one was sitting alone, and he was wearing a baseball cap.  As I
approached I could see that it was a Yankees cap.  I sat down at his table
and said, "Hi, I'm Bill."

"Thanks for coming Bill," he said, "I'm Ed, and I'm looking forward to your
work."

I was getting a funny feeling about this, so I said, "Why don't you just
level with me, Ed – what's really going on here?"

Ed reached into his pocket and took out one of my cocksucking cards.  I
gave the cards to men I've blown, so it could have been given by one of my
guys.

"As you can see, it gives your first name and email address, and invites
contact for more work," he said.

"So who gave that to you?" I asked.

"I'm the shift manager at McDonalds next door," Ed explained, "Last night
one of my employees found this in the men's room and gave it to me."

"I'm sure lots of things get dropped on the floor – why is this of
interest?" I asked.

"Well," continued Ed, "from your email address I'm guessing that you are a
cocksucker and this card is about blowjobs."

"Suppose that is true," I responded, "Then what?"

Ed started to turn red as he replied, "I need a blowjob – really bad,
but s usually won't do it and I don't know any gay men, and even if I did,
I wouldn't even know how to ask.  When I got this card, it seemed like the
answer to my prayers!"

That was the clearest and best answer I had received yet, and I replied,
"Yes Ed, you are correct – I give blowjobs to men in need because I love
doing it.  I especially love to blow men like you, who just really need
relief and aren't interested in anything more – what we call a 'no
strings blowjob'.  We meet at a safe place, you offer your cock to me, I
suck you and we go our separate ways.  If you like my work and want more,
we can arrange that."

"That sounds great!" said Ed, "when can we start?"

"As soon as we can find a place to meet," I said, "Now, if you have a
someplace available."

"My apartment is nearby," said Ed, "but I don't have a lot of time –
need to get back to work soon"

"I can be quick," I said, "A blow 'n go is just fine."

We walked out and I got into Ed's car.  We drove to his apartment.  Once
inside the door he said, "I've never done this before – is it ok here
right here?"

"Sure," I said, dropping to my knees before him at the closed door, "Just
unzip and take out your cock."

Nervously, Ed unzipped and produced a nice semi-hard cock with a large
mushroom head.  I took him into my mouth and he groaned with delight.  I
ran my tongue all the way around the head, feeling every curve of it.  Ed's
cock enlarged and he touched the back of my head, and quickly took his hand
away.  I took his hand and placed it firmly on my head, inviting him to be
more actively involved.

I felt him quiver as I sucked him and he stroked in and out of my mouth a
little.  It seemed like he wanted to face fuck me, but wasn't sure if it
was alright.  If I blew him regularly I'd have him face fucking me before
long!.

"You are so good," Ed said, "please don't stop – I really need this."

I continued with renewed passion, sucking his cock to the back of my mouth
and doing swallowing motions.  I had not mastered 'deep throating' but knew
that men really liked the swallowing feeling, and Ed was no different.
Soon it sent him over the edge and he was pumping his hot seed down my
throat.  Pumping in the back of my mouth, I didn't taste his cum, but I'll
make a point of tasting him next time.

"That was GREAT!" exclaimed Ed, "I have never cum in such a wonderful way!"

I finished swallowing and said, "Most men think it is the very best way to
cum.  Too bad women are so clueless about it, but that's why men come to
me."

"Thanks Bill," said Ed, "I am really grateful."

"Thanks for offering me your cock," I replied, "You know how to reach me if
you need more."

Ed dropped me off at Arby's and went back to work.  I drove home, happy to
have another who would likely be a regular.

I checked my email before going to bed and saw another message of interest,
titled, "You need this, cocksucker!".  It said:

"Yesterday after you blew me you gave me your card.  You must really need
cock badly, you faggot!  If you want more, call me at [gave a phone
number]."

His tone was abusive, but I kind of liked it, so I replied:

"Yes Sir!  I really do need to suck cock, especially from a REAL MAN like
you.  It's late now, but I will call you tomorrow. –Bill"

I sent the email and went to bed, jacking off recalling the past two
blowjobs, then drifting off to sleep.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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