Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 00:14:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 32 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 32 After dinner I sat quietly and thought about all that had happened today. I had blown the football team for the last time – I would never again be blowing them in the shower, but hopefully would still suck many of them off individually. I shuddered as I realized how close I had come to exposure. I decided to stay away from Mr. Maxwell and do all I could to not piss him off. I realized that my time with Eydie meant even more to me than blowing the entire football team. I called Eydie and arranged to see her the next day. I told her that I wanted to take her to the malt shop. I want to bed, thinking fondly of Eydie. The next morning I met Scott behind his garage and blew him there. We went to school and it was a pretty quiet day. After school I went to Eydie's and Mrs. Fletcher greeted me and invited me in. "Eydie tells me that you are different from other boys," she said, "I am glad you are taking her out." "I care about Eydie, and want her to be a real girlfriend," I said, "not just a bedroom girlfriend. I love being intimate with Eydie, but I want more than that." "More than that?" she asked, "what more do you want?" "I want the whole girl!" I declared, "she has given me her body, but I want her heart and mind as well." "I think you are well on your way," she said, "and I am very happy for the both of you." Eydie entered the room and I stood up and took her into my arms. We kissed while Mrs. Fletcher watched and smiled. "I'll get Eydie back in a couple of hours," I said as we departed. We drove to the malt shop and we ordered a large chocolate malt with two straws, which we shared. I was very nervous as I poured out my heart to Eydie. She smiled broadly and said that I had made her very happy and that she wanted to be my girlfriend in every way. "Being a girl seems very natural for you," I said, and asked, "do you intend to remain a girl for the rest of your life?" "I would like that, but am not sure it will be possible," she said, "it's not just a matter of my dressing like a girl." "Eydie dear, to me, you ARE a girl," I said, "what makes you a girl is what is between your ears, not what is between your legs!" Eydie smiled and said, "it isn't that simple. I was born a boy and that's what my birth certificate says. There is a war going on, and in a few years I will have to register for the draft. If I have to go to Viet Nam it will be all over for Eydie!" "If we could figure out how to do it," I asked, "would you be willing to give up being a boy forever?" "Gladly!" exclaimed Eydie, "but I don't even know where to start." "Let me see what I can find out," I said, "there may be a way." I took Eydie home and kissed her as I left. She told me that she really appreciated just being with me as my girlfriend. I stopped by Jim and Melissa's home and was greeted by Melissa. She invited me in. Jim had just arrived home and said he was glad to see me. "I have something very important I need to discuss with you," I said, sitting down with them, "Do you remember my Eydie?" "Yes," they answered, "the cross-dresser friend of yours." "Eydie is not just a boy playing dress-up," I continued, "she is living her life as a girl and wants to be a girl forever." "That sounds very nice for both of you," Melissa said. "Yes, and I have grown to really love her," I said, "but for Eydie to truly become a woman, she needs to leave her past behind." I explained the birth certificate problem and the possibility of her being drafted, and we all agreed that it would be a disaster if that happened. Jim and Melissa said they would think about Eydie's situation and make some inquiries. They suggested that I bring Eydie to meet them soon, to which I agreed, planning for the weekend. I thanked them and left for home. I called Eydie and arranged to take her out to a movie on Saturday, and told her that I wanted her to meet some friends who could help with her future. Eydie was excited at the prospect and thanked me. After dinner I recieved a call from Mr. Robbins. He had caught me blowing Scott and made me blow him as well. I had not seen him for some time, and had almost forgotten of my ongoing obligation to him. "I thought you wanted your secret protected," Mr. Robbins said. "I do, very much so," I replied. "Then you should be sucking me regularly," he said, "I really need your mouth right now." I told him I would be right over, and I left to service him. When I got to his house I apologized for not sucking him sooner, and said I had just lost track. "No more excuses, just get on your knees cocksucker," he said, and I complied. He pushed his soft cock into my mouth and pulled my head to him, pressing my face to his zipper. His soft cock hardened, filling my mouth. With very little room to even move my tongue, I moved my throat in swallowing motions, which Mr. Robbins seemed to enjoy. His cock grew more and pressed hard against the back of my throat, making me gag. He put his hands on the sides of my head and face fucked me, calling me a sissy faggot the entire time. He pulled out and said, "open your mouth, cocksucker!" He shot his load into my mouth, and left a big squirt on my face. Mr. Robbins held my head and looked at his load in my mouth. "Now tell me the truth," he said, "how many blowjobs have you given?" "I'm not sure," I replied, "but over 150 since you caught me." "Really?" he said, "you have been a very busy cocksucker! Do you know what a Glory Hole is?" I told him I did and had sucked many cocks at a private Glory Hole. He asked if I would like to suck at another glory hole and I said I would. He told me to come see him after school tomorrow and he would take me, to which I agreed. "Have you ever sucked a black cock?" he asked. "No," I said, "but I look forward it." "You will, my young faggot!" he said. I returned home. When I went to bed I wondered what the new Glory Hole would be like, and about sucking black cocks. I wondered just how many new experiences lay ahead of me, and hoped that I could keep my secret life hidden. 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)