Date: Tue, 6 Jan 2015 02:41:16 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 25 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 25 The next morning I awoke, remembering I needed to ask Scott for the names of the guy I blew at school yesterday and the donor of the condom semen. I eagerly got ready for school and had breakfast, anxious to discover what kinky delights awaited me. It was Friday, so there was a football game tonight. I wasn't sure how many blowjobs I would get to do, but hoped for a lot. I met Scott behind his garage as usual and asked, "Who was the blindfolded guy I blew yesterday?" "Oh, that was Rudy," said Scott, "He was very grateful and hopes you will blow him again." "I will if this continues to work out," I said, "Do you think there will be more?" "I think so," said Scott, "Rudy says he has friends he thinks he can interest." I never thought I'd be able to blow guys at my school without being exposed, but thanks to Scott I'm getting new cocks all the time! "You didn't tell me who the cum-filled condom was from," I said, "I've been dying to find out." Scott handed me another used condom, which I gratefully accepted and put in my pocket. He answered, "It was my Dad." "Wow! I said, so it's like I've been blowing your Dad this week," I said, "Except for no cock, of course." "You could think of it that way," said Scott, "He fucks my Mom a few mornings a week and uses a condom so she doesn't get pregnant. After he leaves for work I sneak in and pull the condom out of his waste basket. It's usually still warm when I get it." "Too bad we can't get your Dad to a Glory Hole," I said, "because I'd sure love to suck his cock." "Not likely," said Scott, as we headed off to the bus stop. Scott hoped to have another guy for me to blow, and I would confirm between classes this morning. During my first two classes I passed the time thinking about the many different cocks I had sucked – nearly fifty by now. How amazing it was too coax them into offering up their creamy reward to me. I reached into my pocket and touched the condom, thinking about Scott's Dad's cock, wondering what it was like. Between classes I looked for Scott. I had almost given up on seeing him when he rushed up and told me that to come to the drama club room at lunch time. I agreed and went to my next class, looking forward to another new cock. At lunch time I rushed to the drama club room, where Scott waiting. "I have three guys for you to blow," he said. They are each in separate rooms. They are all blindfolded and you can blow each and leave. I entered the first room and locked the door behind me. The guy sitting there unzipped and took out his cock. It was long and not especially thick, but had a large mushroom shaped head. I eagerly took it into my mouth. The head alone filled my mouth. I was able to move my tongue around a small amount. He moaned as I sucked him. I stroked the shaft while sucking the head. After a few minutes he shot his hot load into my mouth. I thanked him, got up and left. The guy in the second room was sitting there with his cock already out. I locked the door and got to my knees, taking him into my mouth. I loved the feeling of him swelling in my mouth. I had enough room in my mouth to give him some good tongue action, which he clearly appreciated. After a few minutes he too gave me his load. The third room held a guy who must have grown impatient waiting because he was stoking his already hard cock. I locked the door and took is cock in my mouth. He was definitely ready, shooting his load in moments. Swallowing, I left the room. I thanked Scott for making the arrangements and left, and asked who I had just blown. "Randy, Lee and Max," he replied. Lucky I keep a journal because I would never remember all the names! I checked my watch and saw that I had spent fifteen minutes giving the three blowjobs. I really needed to cum, so I went to the boy's rest room instead of lunch. I went into a stall, closing the door behind me. I took the used condom from my pocket and placed the ring in my mouth. I pulled my pants down and sat on the toilet. Closing my eyes, I imagined Scott's father standing before me, with his cock in my mouth. I stroked my cock, my arousal heightening. As I approached climax I imagined Scott's father cumming, as I sucked the condom into my mouth, tasting his load. As the condom spilled his cum into my mouth I climaxed, shooting my load into the toilet. I sat there for a few minutes, calming down before flushing the condom and leaving. There was no time left for lunch, so I went to my next class, having only cum for lunch, but it was a good lunch indeed. I spent the afternoon looking forward to the game tonight. I hoped to spend the evening with all the cocks I could get! 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. I'll be glad to send a copy of the Blowjob Journal and Blowjob Map to anyone requesting them. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)