Lee undressed and I could see his muscles, and a firm belly with a huge cock standing out from it. "Take me in your hands and kiss it all over – lick it too."

I had never had another man's cock in my hands before and was thrilled to be handling this monster black cock. I didn't have to pretend to love what I was doing because I was thrilled. I loved the way he hardened in my hand, and soon I began to kiss the shaft and the head, then I licked the head. While Donna and a couple of girls snapped pictures. The girls were teenagers, who I later learned were Lee's daughters. They helped him in his business, which I didn't understand at the time, other than it somehow involved me.

"Now open your mouth and stick out your tongue," ordered Lee. Once I did so he put his cock on my tongue to the head rested on it.

"Hold that pose and look up at me," he said. I looked up and he snapped a series of pictures.

"Now take me into your mouth a little at a time and keep looking at me," he said, continuing to snap pictures.

He was not at the back of my mouth and I was beginning to feel like gagging. "Now this will be more difficult," Lee said, "I'm going to press in further and you'll want to gag, but resist it as much as you can. It helps to swallow."

He pressed in and I felt like I was going to throw up but knew I better not. I swallowed and he pulled back much to my relief. Then he pressed deep once again, and I struggled to not gag. He repeated this cycle for what seemed like a long time, but it was actually just a few minutes – but really long minutes!

"That's good," said Lee, and turning to the girls continued, "Make sure you get the sissy tears." They continued to snap intimate pictures until Lee pulled out of my mouth.

"Okay," said Lee, "We have all we need of that – now for your lesson."

He pulled out and gave me a few minutes to compose myself. I didn't expect to be crying, but Lee's cock pounding into my throat must have triggered it. The humiliation doing all I did in front of these teenage girls was bad enough, but crying – there wasn't a shred of manliness remaining.

After a few minutes Donna knelt next to me and said, "Lee is going to give you his cock – just take in the head and part of the shaft, but don't take too much – it's important to have room in your mouth to move your tongue around.

Lee approached and I opened my mouth and he entered. "Now trace the contours of his cock with your tongue and get to know his unique shape. All cocks are similar, but like faces, every man's cock is a little different, and you need to be able to recognize cocks by the way they feel in your mouth."

I followed Donna's instructions and really began to enjoy Lee's cock. I'd been through a lot to get here, but this is what I came for, and I was a happy cocksucker!

Next Donna directed me to move my tongue to specific parts of Lee's cock, pointing out the most sensitive areas, which were supposed to be the ones I focused on. Then she told me to take his cock to the back of my mouth and make swallowing motions. His cock was much too big for me to swallow at this point, but the feeling it give is really intense.

I did so and Lee told Donna to get to the rest of the lesson because he couldn't last much longer. I was pleased that I was having that effect on him despite being a rookie cocksucker.

Donna then told me to wrap a hand around the part of Lee's shaft outside my mouth. "Stroke it as you suck. Most black cocks will be much too big for your mouth, unless you learn to deep throat." Stroking him helps him cum and most guys will want that. However, some won't, and will tell you they want it hands-free."

"That's all the training for today," said Donna, "Now it's time to put it all together and suck Lee off – just try some of the techniques you've learned. Every guy is a little different, so you'll have to try multiple approaches and see what works for them.

I ran my tongue quickly back and forth along the underside of the head and then took him to the back of my mouth and repeatedly swallowed as I stroked him with my hand. "Here it comes!" exclaimed Lee and I instinctively backed off as his cock squirted shot after shot of his warm seed. It was really strong tasting, but I was glad to finally learn what it tasted like. I held him in my mouth until he stopped pumping and pulled out. Don't swallow yet," said one of the girls, "Look this way and open your mouth."

I did and two of the girls snapped a number of pictures of Lee's load in my mouth. "Now swallow and show us again," they said. I did and showed them my empty mouth, proving I had swallowed.

Donna told me that I'd done a great job and was quick to obey, so I'd earned a reward. She gave me the bag with my clothes and told me I could get dressed. I got dressed, thrilled with now being a true cocksucker, but saddened that it was over for today.

Lee told me I was a good student and he would teach me all I needed to be successful.

Donna returned me to McDonalds and told me she would pick me up the same time next Saturday.

Throughout the week I monitored my emails for instructions from Lee. He sent me several links to instructional videos as well as one to his sissy website. It showed pictures of hundreds of sissies he had trained, all with his cock in their mouths. I looked toward the end and found that I was number 276. I clicked on my picture and it enlarged to show a high resolution picture of me looking right into the camera with Lee's cock in my mouth. There was no mistaking that it was me, and it certainly didn't look at all forced – Lee captured the real me, sucking him with the greatest of desire! I looked around and found pictures that showed me in action, including a video of me sucking and the still pics of Lee's cum in my mouth. I realized that I would be ruined if these ever got out.

I emailed to Lee, expressing concern about keeping my secret. I was glad he didn't know my true identify – only my first name. I turned to the instructional videos that taught various cocksucking techniques and over a dozen positions I would be expected to master. I counted the days until Saturday, eager to suck BBC once again.

On Saturday morning Donna picked me up at McDonalds and drive me to Tyrone's bar, where we again were admitted through the back door by a barmaid. She knew Donna and also pegged me as a sissy. I suppose that nearly any white male in this neighborhood sucked BBC.

Donna ordered me to undress while the barmaid watched, grinning. I undressed without hesitation this time and she told me that I should offer Tyrone a blowjob when he arrived. He asked the barmaid to handle me while she went to get Tyrone. The barmaid used both hands and cupped my balls with one and squeezed my cock with the other. She squeezed my balls until they almost hurt, but not quite. She seemed to know what she was doing because soon I was rock hard, just as Tyrone arrived.

"Mr. Tyrone," I said, "Could I interest you in a blowjob?"

"Sure can!" he said, "I got a week’s load saved up for you." Lee unzipped and took out his cock. It was soft but clearly a big one. Then barmaid let go of me and told me to kneel, which I did. Soon Tyrone was in my mouth and growing.

Donna instructed me to jack-off as I sucked and ordered me to cum before Tyrone did. When I came, I was to shoot my load into a shot glass, which the barmaid held for me as she knelt next to me.

Donna was making a video of this, which added to the excitement. The barmaid put lube on one of her fingers and slipped it between my ass cheeks and began to massage my hole. This was a new feeling, but really nice, and soon she slipped her finger into me and was finger-fucking my ass. The whole scene was incredibly erotic and soon I shot my load into the shot glass she held at the end of my cock.

"Nice work," said Donna, "But you're only half way done – now look at the camera as you drink your cum. Push your tongue into the glass and get it all."

Now that I'd cum I felt different about things, and didn't even want to be there, but I had no choice. I knew I had to forge ahead and do what I was told, whether I wanted to or not. I licked all my cum from the shot glass.

"I know may no longer be in the mood," said Donna, "But that doesn't matter – you have a duty to black men and you mustn't shirk that duty. Now finish your work with Tyrone."

I resumed sucking Tyrone, and it was quite different than before. In a way it was actually a little better. Before I was aroused and in sort of an erotic fog, but now I was clear headed. I knew exactly what I was doing and how demeaning and deplorable it was – at least to most people. But I realized that it was my place in life to do what real men would never do – I wasn't a real man – I was a sissy, and I liked it. I could concentrate on just how I moved my tongue, and then sucked Tyrone to the back of my mouth and made swallowing motions, which quickly made him cum!

As I eagerly swallowed Tyrone's load he pulled out and I saw that the six boys I saw playing basketball last Saturday had joined us. Without a word, they unzipped and took out their cocks. I turned to them and opened my mouth to receive the first one. There cocks were smaller than a man's but still bigger than mine. I sucked each of them eagerly, practicing my craft, working to become a master cocksucker.

When the last one stepped forward I saw that he had an exceptionally long cock, but it wasn't as thick as the others.

"I'm Max, because of my long cock," he said as he stepped up, "And I'm gonna teach you to deep throat."

I'd heard of that but didn't know if it was real or just an urban legend – I guess I was about to find out.

I took him into my mouth and but he was careful not to put much of his cock in just yet. As he hardened, he explained the routine, "I'm going to press into your mouth and when I get to the back I want you to swallow like you want me all the way down your throat. Hold your breath as you do because you won't be able to breathe. I'll pull back and you can breathe, then we'll do it again.

He pushed his cock in and I tried to swallow but just gagged, and he didn't go down. With tears streaming down my face he pulled out and said, "Okay, let’s try it again – you'll get it with practice."

He pushed in again and I choked on his cock, gagging and coughing. Donna was recording this and I knew it was important to do my very best. After he pulled out, I said "Again."

"You're an anxious sissy, aren't you?" he said as he pressed in once again. This time I swallowed and only felt a bit of gagging but felt him going all the way down my throat! It just kept going deeper until my nose was pressed into his pubic hair. I was holding my breath and really needed to breathe but couldn't. Finally he pulled out and said, "Catch your breath now."

Donna continued to record as I leaned over breathing hard. "I could have killed you if I wanted to," Max said, by just staying in your throat, but Lee would cut my balls off if I killed a high value sissy."

I'd caught my breath now, and really wanted to learn this, so I said, "Let's try again."

I opened my mouth and Max entered. This time it was easier, and Max went down my throat on the first try. He pressed my nose into his pubes and pulled out, saying, "Take a breath!"

I gasped for air and he plunged back into me. Now that I could swallow him easily the cycle went faster, and he could go in all the way and pull back in time for me to get another breath. Breathing was my main challenge – there was no technique for me to master except rapid swallowing.

Max continued to fuck my throat and soon he said, "I'm getting close, take the deepest breath you can."

I did and he thrust, this time holding my head close to him as he came. He shot his load right down my throat, and the only clue that he was cumming was the pulsing of his cock in my throat. I felt proud of myself, but soon I needed air but he was holding me tight.

"Max, let him go!" cried Donna, and he pushed my head away, dripping some of his cum down my chest.

I was close to passing out, so it took a few minutes for me to recover. While I was recovering, I heard Tyrone say something about bidding on me, but I didn't understand. When I had recovered Donna told the boys they could go, but I asked them to wait. "Thank you," I said, "For helping me to become a better sissy."

They smile and said they hope to see me again. Donna told them it probably could be arranged if they were cooperative.

The barmaid took me to the men's room and told me to clean the cum off my chest from Max. I realized I had cum on my face as well and took care of that as well.

Donna said it was time to go, and I confidently stepped outside naked, now feeling rather proud of myself.

We walked to the car and I got in. Donna drove to her house and I got out, unconcerned about the neighbors this time. Lee was delighted to hear of my progress, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"I'm fine," I responded.

"Any stomach upset?" he asked.

"None at all," I returned.

"Good, so that means your limit is at least seven – Tyrone and the boys.

"Limit?" I asked.

"Yes," Lee explained, "Begining sissies are limited in how many loads they can swallow. If they swallow too much, they throw up, which is not very convenient."

"We don't know your limit, so we will test that next Saturday," he added.

"Does that mean I can't suck past my limit?" I asked.

"For now," Lee replied, "But we’ll try not to exceed your limit. With practice your limit will increase. Some sissies don't seem to have a limit, or it's very high."

"How many loads is a sissy expected to swallow?" I asked.

"Depending on your assignment, it could be over fifty, so we'll try to expand your limit as much as possible.

"How soon can I start working on that?" I asked.

"We'll work on that next Saturday," said Lee, "I'll line up enough guys to find your limit."

It seemed inconceivable that I could possibly give fifty blowjobs in a session, but today I'd done things I'd never done before!

Donna was getting ready to take me home, so I asked if I could blow Lee before I left. He said he had cum earlier, so it would take a little longer, which was fine with me. I loved his cock in my mouth. I sucked him for about fifteen minutes and was beginning to get tired, but knew I had to continue. Eventually Lee fed me his load and sent me on my way. I got dressed and Donna returned me to McDonalds.

  To be continued . . .

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