Date: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 00:03:21 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 29 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 29 I awoke on Wednesday, ready for another school day. It's not that I liked school all that much – I did ok and didn't mind, but on Monday afternoons we had football practice, and I'd be blowing the football team in the showers once again. After breakfast I left and met Scott behind his garage for his daily blowjob. He handed me another used condom, filled with his father's semen. I thanked him and put it in my pocket to enjoy later. He took out his cock and I dropped to my knees, taking him into my mouth for blowjob. It was hard to comprehend what a change Scott had made in my life. Starting with a single reluctant blowjob I had sucked off more guys than I would have thought possible, all while keeping it reasonably secret. To my parents and classmates I was just another kid leading a boring live, but the reality was anything but boring! As I enjoyed giving Scott his 27th blowjob, I felt the familiar enlargement just prior to climax. Then he let loose and I swallowed his hot load. We walked to the bus stop and boarded the bus. On the way to school, Scott said, "Randy wants another blowjob – can you do him today?" "Sure," I said, "Just make sure he is blindfolded." Scott agreed, and I told him I would see him at the Drama Club room at lunch time. I spent the morning thinking about blowing Rudy, along with the others I blew anonymously, their blindfold protecting my secret. I raised my hand and excused myself to go to the boy's room. I couldn't wait until lunch so I went now, closing the door to the stall. I put the ring of the condom in my mouth, between my teeth and lips, and gently sucked. The condom pulled into my mouth, spilling its manly contents into my mouth. I imagined Scott's father shooting into my mouth, and wished I could arrange to blow him. I flushed the condom and returned to class. I spent the rest of the morning looking forward to blowing Randy, and later the football team. At lunch time I rushed off to the Drama Club room. Scott was waiting outside one of the private rooms, and opened the door as I approached. I entered and locked the door. Randy was sitting there, blindfolded, with his cock out. I took it in my hand and stroked him to erection, then brought my mouth to it. Sucking it in, Rudy whispered, "yes, that's it, keep going." I sucked him a few minutes more and he blasted his sperm into my mouth. I loved the way the guys in my school came so quickly. I swallowed and thanked him. Rudy thanked me and I left. I thanked Scott for setting this up, and that I loved swallowing his Dad's cum. I went to the cafeteria for a quick lunch. As I was finishing my meal I was shocked to see Rudy sitting down across from me and said, "You give a really good blowjob!" I thought about denying it, but he clearly knew, so I asked, "How did you know it was me?" "I peeked under the blindfold while you were blowing me," Rudy said. "Okay, now that you know," I asked, "what's next?" "Well, we don't need the blindfold any more," Rudy answered, "so I should be able to contact you directly for a blowjob." "We still have to be discrete about this and not get caught," I said. "Of course," he said, "I don't want to get caught either, and you don't want your secret getting out." "Definitely not," I said, "I'll blow you whenever you want." "That's good," Rudy said, as he got up, "I plan to feed you regularly." I went to my next class, a little shaken. I truly loved cocksucking, but now I was scared about everyone knowing. From the beginning I was worried about Scott not being able to keep a secret, but that hadn't been a problem. I didn't know if Rudy could be trusted. I suppose I had no choice, so I would suck him and hope for the best. The more I thought about it the less I was concerned. After all, I had been sucking Doug and Ed without problems. Still, the more people who knew, the more difficult it would be to remain secret. By the end of the day I was ready to suck the team. At the final bell I hurried off to the locker room to gather the equipment and go out to the practice field. During the practice I watched the team work up a sweat. I imagined sucking their sweaty cocks in the shower, eager for practice to be over. The coach came up to me and said, "Bill, this is Mark. He will be your helper and pick up the equipment at the end of the practices and games so you can get to the showers. He's not a cocksucker, but will come to you for service like the rest of the team." I thanked him and Mark sat on the bench next to me and said, "So you suck off all these guys?" "When they need it, yes," I said. "So one more cock won't matter," Mark responded. "One more cock is always welcomed," I said. The coach told me to hit the showers – Mark would bring the equipment in. I went to the locker room, undressed and went to the showers, stroking myself to erection. I got on my knees to be ready for the team. Soon they were in the locker room undressing. As the first entered the shower he was already hard. He put his sweaty cock into my mouth and I began to suck. I continued as the others entered the shower, pointing their hard cocks at me. Soon I was swallowing a hot load, and began sucking the next one. In less than a minute he came, and I was on to the third. I counted fourteen before I was done. Finally there was only Ben and myself in the shower. Ben's long skinny cock was already hard. I approached him and soaped up his cock and faced the wall, hands on it, feet apart. Ben slipped a couple of soapy fingers up my ass, and then his long cock. He fucked me and once again reached around and jacked me off. I shot on the wall but stood there until Ben finished. We both washed up, got dressed and walked out to catch the activity bus home. Joe was driving, as usual, and I went back to seat eleven, the "cocksucker seat". Once we were on the road the line formed and I proceeded to blow the rest of the team. By now it was pretty routine, but we all loved it. I sucked five more, and then Mark stepped up. I suppose he was being respectful of the team by going last, but I wanted to be sure his blowjob was as good as the rest. Mark had a pretty thick cock, though not very long, with a nicely shaped mushroom head. I took him in all the way and felt his zipper press to my lips. His cock head was against the back of my throat, so I worked my throat like I was swallowing, and that did it for him. Soon he was spilling his seed in my mouth. He thanked me and stepped away. After Joe had dropped off the last player, he pulled to the side of our usual country road and came back to me for his blowjob. Glad as always to suck him, and did so with my usual enthusiasm. He filled my mouth with his cream, thanked me and drove to my stop. As I walked to my home I recapped the day, Scott, Rudy, fourteen in the shower, five team members in the bus, Mark and Joe – that was 23 in one day. I was holding a lot of cum in my belly and keeping it down. When I got home my sister said there was a letter from "some girl" on my desk. I picked up the pretty lavendar envelope – it had the faint scent of a perfume, and said "Eydie" in the return address. The note read: Dearest Bill, I would welcome a visit from you at your earliest opportunity. Please call me when you can. xxxooxx Eydie Her phone number was on the letter, so I called. A woman answered – I introduced myself and I explained that I was calling for Eydie. She told me that Eydie could not come to the phone, but she was hoping I would call. She explained that if I liked I could come visit Eydie after school tomorrow. I quickly agreed, thanked her and hung up. I wondered what was going on with Eydie – I had thought I would never see her again, and here I was being invited to visit. That evening I thought about Eydie as I went 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. 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)