Date: Mon, 11 May 2015 22:42:37 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Planned Outings Part 7

Planned Outings (part 7)

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 left work and drove to McDonalds.  I ordered dinner and Ed came up to the
cashier and punched something onto the terminal.  I had my wallet out but
the guy at the terminal said, "No charge, this is a promo."

I thanked him and sat down at a table.  Soon Ed joined me.  I thanked him
for the dinner as he sat down.

"So would you like to set up a regular service schedule?" I asked.

"Yes," replied Ed, "I'd like that, but not sure what sort of arrangement we
can do."

"How often do you jack off?" I asked.

"Several times a week, sometimes daily," he answered, looking a little
embarrassed.

"Well, how about if we do it every other day?" I proposed, "We can make a
regular appointment time and place."

"That sounds good," said Ed, "I get out of work at eight – could you
come to my apartment then?"

"Sure," I responded, "but I can't tonight."

"I really need it tonight," Ed said, "I guess I'll jack to jack off."

"I really don't want to have to jack off if I can take care of you," I
responded, "I could take care of you right now."

"Not here!" said Ed, "this is where I work!"

"Just this once," I said, "and it will make the rest of the night feel much
better."

"What did you have in mind?" Ed asked.

"Go into the men's room and into the stall.  Latch the door. I'll come in
and knock on the door twice if it's safe – you can let me in and I'll
take care of you."

"That sounds risky," he said.

"I've done it dozens of times," I replied.

"In my store?", Ed demanded.

"Yes, but I'm very discrete about it," I said, "you'll see."

I finished my dinner and Ed said, "I'll see you in the back."

Ed walked to the men's room and entered.  I threw away my trash and entered
the men's room.  There was a guy washing his hands so I stood at the urinal
until he left.  Then I knocked on the door and Ed unlatched it.  I entered
and latched the door behind me.  Then I pushed Ed to the corner, dropped to
my knees and unzipped him.  I took out his cock and fondled him.  It was
still soft, probably because he was nervous.  As I sucked him he got over
his nervousness and quickly hardened.  He put his hands on my head and
pulled me close as I sucked.  Soon he came and I swallowed his hot load.
Standing up, I whispered, "Thank you" and left.

I drove home, enjoying Ed's manly taste as I thought about sucking him in
his own store.  As soon as I got home undressed and went into the bathroom
to douche.  I didn't want there to be any mess tonight for me to clean up,
so I made sure I was as clean as I could be.

I drove to the address given and parked in the driveway as directed.  I
locked the car and entered the front door, locking it behind me.  I
undressed and stacked my clothing on the chair by the door.  I seemed to be
alone in the house, and proceeded to the sliding patio door.  I looked out
on the deck and saw a wooden bench with a trailer hitch ball sticking out
of the middle.  I opened the door and stepped naked onto the deck.  I
looked around and saw that the back yard was surrounded by a hedge, giving
privacy.  I wondered how many other naked men had been here before me.

I saw a squeeze bottle of KY jelly and took it, squeezing some lube onto
the hitch ball.  I didn't know if I could take it up my ass, but I was
going to make sure there was plenty of lube.

I eased down on the ball, feeling it stretch me.  It felt like more than I
could take, when suddenly I slipped past the widest part and sat on the
wood of the bench.  This was a really kinky experience – I probably
would never look at trailer hitches the same way again.

I began stroking my cock, taking care not to cum.  I looked around and saw
mainly normal deck furniture, except for a device that looked like a saw
horse, but with straps.  I wondered if I would end up on it tonight.

I heard the patio door slide open and looked up to see five men coming out
wearing long robes with large hood that drooped down, covering their faces.

They came and stood before me, with one approaching me, parting his robe to
expose a hard cock.  I opened my mouth and he slid in.  I sucked him for a
couple of minutes before pulling out and saying, "you'll get the load
later."

The second man approached, opened his robe and put his cock in my mouth.  I
sucked him for a few minutes and he pulled out as well.  This was repeated
for the other three men.  I figured they were just wanting to humiliate me
with the cocksucking, which was fine with me.

After the last man pulled out, they sat on some benches and one may said,
"It is clear that you have sucked a lot of cocks – how many?"

"I don't know," I said.

"Hundreds?  Thousands?", he queried.

"I guess, but really haven't counted," I replied.

They laughed and he said, "You are such a faggot that you've sucked more
cocks than you can remember, and just sucked five complete strangers.  How
do you feel about that?"

"I feel good about it," I said, "it is what I think I should be doing."

"Tell me how you feel about this when you cum" the man asked.

"I feel relieved," I replied.

"Don't you feel a little guilt about your cocksucking?" he demanded.

"Well, a little," I said.

"Bullshit!" he exclaimed, "When you jack off you get really excited,
driving to shoot your load and then you feel guilty about your perversion!"

"Yes," I said, hanging my head, "that's true."

He got up and handed me a small cup, and said, "Now jack off into this cup
and hand it to me.

I was beginning to get uncomfortable about this situation but didn't think
I had much choice in the matter, so I decided to comply.  I stroked my
cock, but just could not quite get into the mood.  After a few minutes the
man said, "What the hell is wrong with you, can't you cum?"

"I'm having difficulty getting into the mood.  Please, could I suck your
dick while I jack off?"

He laughed and got up approaching me and sticking his cock into my mouth. I
closed my eyes and sucked his cock, trying to imagine some other situation.
I began to harden and soon I was cumming, shooting into the cup.

"You're a pitiful homo faggot!" he said, pulling out of my mouth, "how do
you feel about being a cocksucker now?"

"A little ashamed," I confessed.

"A little?" he asked, "now don't you lie to me!"

"Ok, a lot, "I said.

The men got up and came over to me.  Two of them picked me up by my arms
and the other two lifted my legs, carrying me across the deck.  They took
me to the sawhorse device and placed me face down on it.  They fastened my
arms to two of the legs and my ankles to the other two legs.

I was no longer in control of my situation, and hoped these guys would not
harm me.  As I lie there, I felt something large pop into my ass. It felt a
little bigger than the hitch ball, and hurt a little on the way in.

The man said, "You are a sissy cocksucking homo faggot, with no right to
call yourself a man.  You don't deserve your cock and balls, puny as they
are. You need to be seriously punished."

I was beginned to get scared, afraid that I was captive of a bunch of
skin-head homophobes.  I closed my eyes and hoped for the best.

WHACK!!!  Suddenly my ass burned with pain as I was struck with a paddle.
Soon four more whacks followed.

"That's a good faggot," said the man, "your ass is going to be glowing red,
as each of us paddles you."

Soon I felt five more whacks, following by some humiliating remarks.

Each of the men gave me five whacks which hurt really bad and brought tears
to my eyes.

After the last guy delivered his whacks one of the said, "Look at the
faggot – crying just like a girl! We knew he wasn't a man."

After that, I felt the object being removed from my ass.  Soon I felt a
cock head pressing into my ass.  He put his hands on my hips and thrust
into me.  He stroked in and out, picking up speed as he approached climax.
He thust a few times more as he shot his load.

I realized that these guys were probably not using condoms, so I was being
raped bareback.  I hoped that would be the worst of it.

The first guy pulled out and another took his place.  He was a little
larger, but slipped in easily.  Soon he was stroking faster and faster,
soon pumping his load into me and withdrawing.

The third guy entered me while another came around the front and stuffed
his cock into my mouth, saying, "get me hard again, crybaby faggot, so I
can plow your sissy ass!"

Having no choice, he fucked my mouth and I tried to suck as well as I
could, so I didn't upset him.  His cock was getting pretty big, and
difficult to suck.

The third guy finished up in my ass and pulled out.  The man I was sucking
pulled out and took his turn in my ass, while another guy (presumably the
fifth), slipped into my mouth.

He was really big, and soon he completely filled my mouth and was very
difficult to suck.  That didn't deter him – he face fucked me, not
caring how difficult it was for me.

I tried to do a good job, but could contribute little to the blowjob than
my mouth itself.  When the fourth guy finished in my ass, he pulled out and
the guy in my mouth pulled out to take his turn with my ass.  I knew he was
big, so expected a lot of pain.

He pushed in quickly, giving no heed to my whimpers.  It hurt as he
entered, but I was surprised to find that the pain subsided as he pumped in
my bowels.  Soon he came with one big uncomfortable thrust.

He pulled out and I laid there wondering what was next.  One of the men
took hold of my cock and balls and said, "What do you think guys, shall we
remove these?  This sissy sure doesn't need them."

I tensed as the guys laughed.  I felt my arms and legs unfasted from the
sawhorse device and was told to get up.  I did as instructed and saw five
condoms with cum in them hanging on a wire by clothespins.  I realized that
I had not been fucked bareback.

"Now get on your knees and I'll hand you each of the rubbers," said
someone, "put the ring between your teeth and lips and suck in.  When it is
inside out, you will swallow the cum.  As you do this, stroke your cock and
see if you can cum again."

I emptied four condoms in that way, enjoying their cum, even though it was
no longer warm.  When I got to the last condom, the man said, "When you
suck the cum out of this one, don't swallow yet.  Just hold it in your
mouth while you jack off into the cup."

He handed me the cup and I sucked the cum out, and held the load in my
mouth as I stroked my cock.  As scary as this had been, it was a kinky
turn-on as well.  Soon I came, adding my second load to the cup.

The usual guilt feeling came over me, and I really wanted to just get away,
but knew I could not.  I was ordered to swallow my cum, along with the cum
from the last condom.

I did as ordered and knelt their quietly.

"Ok, sissy faggot," one of them said, "get dressed and get the hell out of
here – you have no business being with real men, except to service
them!"

I got up, a little shaky and went inside, got dressed and left.  On the
drive home I was thankful nothing really bad happened.  They sure scared
the hell out of me!

When I got home I showered and went to bed.

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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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