Date: Sun, 1 Feb 2015 21:42:17 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 34 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 34 The next morning was Saturday. I had made arrangements to bring Eydie to meet Jim and Melissa to plan out how Eydie could transition to female for the rest of her life. I was looking forward to it, but a little nervous as well. While I was looking forward to the day I couldn't stop thinking about all the black blowjobs I had given last night and the fact that I had successfully swallowed 44 loads. While I my stomach was able to keep the cum down, it had worked its way through my system and I had a serious case of the "runs". It wasn't very nice, but I as I sat on the toilet, I just remembered sucking all those cocks. Before I could go see Eydie, I had to go to Scott's house, since he expected a blowjob from me every day. I went to Scott's house, and he took me into his garage where I proceeded to suck him. We had just started, and he reached full erection when suddenly the door from the house opened and Scott's Dad said, "What the hell is going on!?" Scott pulled away and his Dad told him to go inside. I stood up, not knowing what was next. "How long have you been sucking Scott?" he demanded. "A while," I said, "He talked me into doing it the first time and then made me continue or else he would tell on me." "Well, you may be a queer," he said, "but I'm not going to let you turn Scott queer." "I'm not like that," I protested. "You sure as hell are!" he insisted, "You're a cocksucking faggot!" "Ok, but please don't tell my family," I begged. "I'll make you a deal," he said, "show me what a good cocksucker you are and I won't tell." This was amazing – I went from getting caught to being able to suck him – something I had wanted for a long time! I dropped to my knees as Scott's Dad unzipped and whipped his cock out. It was a very nice size – and I joyfully took him into my mouth, trying not to look too eager. I sucked for nearly five minutes before he blasted his load into my mouth. "Now swallow, faggot!" he said. "From now on, stay completely away from Scott," he said, "but if I want you to blow me again I'll let you know." I agreed and left, very shaken by the experience. Getting caught was scary, but I sure loved sucking him! I went back home and calmed myself before visiting Eydie. My parents knew that Eydie was my girlfriend, but didn't know she was a cross dresser. They thought I was a normal straight boy – they sure would really freak out if they knew all the cocksucking I had done. I had lunch and then went to see Eydie. She greeted me and we kissed lovingly. We left and walked to Jim and Melissa's house. Melissa greeted us, invited us in and gave us a couple of cokes. We sat on the couch while Jim and Melissa sat opposite us. Melissa complimented Eydie for looking so pretty and insisted that she was completely passable. We discussed various options and decided that for Eydie to prosper, Ed had to disappear, so they could be completely separate. Jim suggested that the next time the social workers stop by, if the Fletcher's reported Ed as a runaway, they would stop coming around. Jim knew someone who could create a birth certificate for Eydie, showing that she was born in St. Vincent's hospital, a hospital that had burned to the ground, along with all of its records. Eydie could be listed as the daughter of the Fletcher's if they were willing. Eydie was afraid to even broach the subject with them, so I agreed to do it with her. With that out of the way, we discussed how Eydie could become more feminine. She could begin taking female hormones, which would enhance her features and help her grow breasts. Her testicles would continue to pump out testosterone, which would cause her to continue to grow whiskers and work against her feminization. Jim said he could arrange for a doctor to remove her testicles, if Eydie wanted, but that was a big decision that should not be rushed. Melissa told Eydie that she had gone through the same procedure and urged her to talk with her if she had any questions. Eydie said she had mixed feelings about losing her testicles – she wanted to be more fem but found the thought of cutting them off was scary. I certainly agreed, glad my balls were not in danger. There were some costs involved, and I agreed to pay for them. Jim offered to advance me the money so Eydie could get started whenever she was ready. I would pay him back as I earned the money. Eydie started to object, but I told her that I expected her to graciously accept that her boyfriend was going to take care of her. We thanked Jim and Melissa and returned to Eydie's home. The Fletcher's were both home and we said that we had something important to discuss with them. When we told them that Eydie wanted to spend the rest of her life as a girl they were not surprised, but were not prepared for what came next. "One of these days Eydie will receive a notice from the Selective Service that Ed has to register for the draft, and could get sent to Viet Nam." The Fletchers looked at each other in shock, and Mrs. Fletcher said, "We hadn't thought about that, but how could they take Eydie?" "They can't, if Ed disappears," I said, "but we aren't sure you could go along with that." Mr. Fletcher said, "We already lost our son, and we will do what we can to protect Eydie. What did you have in mind?" I explained about reporting Ed as a runaway. They didn't like the idea of lying to the police, but agreed that it was a very believable story – foster children often did run away. They agreed that they would report Ed missing during the next week. During that the next two weeks Eydie would stay with Jim and Melissa, so that she would not be there when the police or social workers arrived. Then we discussed the birth certificate and the possibility that Eydie could end up being their daughter if they wanted. I said that we would step out and let them discuss it between themselves. We stepped into the kitchen and I took Eydie into my arms and kissed her. She thanked me for caring so much for her. A little while later Mr. Fletcher called us back in and said they had reached a decision. Mrs. Fletcher said they would love to have Eydie as their daughter. Eydie hugged each of them and thanked them. I thanked them and said that one day I would ask them for Eydie's hand in marriage and hoped that they would approve. They smiled and told me that they looked forward to welcoming me into their family as well. Eydie asked if it would be alright to take me up to her room for a little while, and they consented. We entered Eydie's room and she closed the door. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. "I want to show you my appreciation, my love," Eydie said. She dropped to her knees and unzipped me. Taking out my cock, she sucked me and in a few minutes I climaxed. I lifted her to her feet and kissed her, thanking her for being so considerate. We returned downstairs and I said goodbye to the Fletchers and went home. That night as I lay in bed I reflected on all that had happened. Getting caught sucking, sucking Scott's Dad, and planning out a wonderful future for Eydie was a full day indeed. I counted myself as very fortunate indeed, and 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. 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)