Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2015 16:28:33 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 22 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 22 It was another school day, so I got ready, had breakfast and departed to suck Scott behind his garage. Upon arrival Scott said, "Here is something special for you," handing me a used condom tied shut. I took it, held it in my hand for a moment and then put it in my pocket, to enjoy later. I thanked Scott as I dropped to my knees and sucked him off, wondering where he got the condom. All morning at school I looked forward to sucking the cum from the condom, wondering whose it was. I decided to go into the boys rest room at lunch time and eat the cum. There wasn't enough time between classes, so I would have to wait until lunch. Until then I would reach my hand into my pocket and touch the condom, feeling is squish. At lunch time I ate my lunch in a hurry so I would have time to enjoy the condom. I went to the boy's rest room, entered a stall and closed the door. I took the condom from my pocket, dropped my pants and sat on the toilet. Inspecting the condom I saw that it was tied in a single knot, but the knot was only loosely tied, and found I could untie it easily. I thought about how I could best eat the precious semen, not wanting to waste a drop. If I just put the open end in my mouth and let it drip out I would get most of the cum, but not all of it. I put the ring of the condom in my mouth, holding it between my teeth and lips, the rest of the cum-filled condom hanging out of my mouth. What a sight that must have been! If anyone saw me like this they would know I was a cocksucker. I savored the kinkiness of this moment and gave a little suck to the condom. It responded by pulling up into my mouth. I sucked harder and the condom turned inside-out in my mouth, giving me all of its load and letting me to suck the inside of the condom. I sucked the condom, enjoying its contents. Holding the semen in my mouth, I pulled the condom out of my mouth, raised my pants, and flushed the condom down the toilet. I washed my hands and went off to class, the load still in my mouth. I sat through my class, savoring the taste of the manly load, still wondering its source. I found myself eager to suck more cock, and felt bolder. I decided to go see Coach Stafford, the football coach. I blew him at Jeff's Glory Hole last Friday night and was told he wanted to meet me. If nothing else I would blow him more, but perhaps he would lead me to more cocks as many of the guys I've blown have. At the end of the day rushed to Coach Stafford's office, having only half an hour before my bus left for home. When I arrived, I saw that there was a boy in his office, so I waited outside his door. After a few minutes the boy left and the coach invited me in. "Hello Coach Stafford. We have met, but not been formally introduced," I said, "I was at Jeff's after the game last Friday." A big smile came over the coach's face and he said, "So you are the guy with the really talented mouth! I wasn't sure you would reveal yourself to me, but I'm really glad you did." "What do you have in mind?" I asked. The coach responded, "If you would like to continue to be of service to the team and I, we can work something out." "I really enjoyed blowing you and the team last Friday and would love to do more, but how would this work?" I asked. "We could be my assistant, in charge of equipment," he explained, "In that role you would travel with the team and have many opportunities." "But how could I do that and remain anonymous?" I asked. "Well, you couldn't," he said, "but we have a tradition of discretion. Everyone on the team knows that if they tell anyone, they will be thrown off the team. It is in their best interest anyway, since they will get sucked off often, but even the prudes keep their mouth shut." I told him that I would have to think about it, but would be glad to blow him regardless. He took me with him into the equipment storage room, closed the door and took his cock out. I dropped to my knees and opened my mouth, taking him in. Soon he was fully erect and he put his hands on my head and pumped in my mouth. "Yes, you will make a fine team cocksucker!" he declared, as he shot his hot cum into my mouth. I told him that I would give him my answer tomorrow, and left to catch my bus. After getting off my bus, I walked over to Doug's house for his blowjob appointment. I asked him if he had heard anything more about Ed, but he had not. He told me to drop my pants and jack off with his cock in my mouth. I had not yet cum yet and was really ready for this. With Doug's hard cock in my mouth, I came quickly and licked up my load, returning to Doug's cock to finish him off. In a few minutes Doug was squirting in my mouth. I pulled my pants up and left, agreeing on our next appointment. I wondered if I was going to have time to suck Doug if I became the football team's cocksucker. I wasn't sure, but I really wanted to try! I went home, and spent the evening deliberating about Coach Stafford's offer. It was nearly a guarantee of much more cock, but I wasn't so sure my secret would be safe. As I lay in bed, I imagined many sucking scenarios with the football team. I just had to jack off again in order to get to sleep. After cumming and licking up my load, I drifted off to sleep. 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. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)