Date: Mon, 15 Jun 2015 00:58:42 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 40 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 40 The next morning when I saw Scott, he said that his cousin Jeff blamed me for what Kathy and Becky had done to him [see Part 37]. I said I had nothing to do with it – I just left with them before all hell broke loose. Scott said that Jeff still thought I had something to do with it. I told him that I would do whatever I reasonably could to make it up to him, and Scott said he would convey the message. Since Scott's father caught me sucking Scott before school, that arrangement had come to a halt, so I now sucked Scott every day at lunch in the Drama Club practice rooms. Sometimes there would be other guys to suck, but I could count on Scott every day. Even though Scott's father caught us and scolded both of us, he still liked me to blow him from time to time. This week I would be blowing him every evening because his wife was away visiting family. When I arrived at school Rudy was waiting and we scheduled a lunchtime blowjob. As I walked to class Mark approached me. Mark had been my equipment assistant when I was blowing the school football team, but that had come to a halt with the new assistant coach. He told me that the assistant coach had broken his ankle and would be out for a few days, and the coach wondered if I would like to come see the team again. I told him I definitely would. As I sat through my morning classes I was thrilled that I was going to have another chance at blowing the football team, in the showers and on the bus ride home. I decided that I would look for Coach Stafford at lunch time and thank him. As soon as the lunch bell rang I left for the Drama Club practice rooms, where I blew Scott, and then Rudy. I had really grown to love this routine which left me with a manly taste in my mouth every lunchtime. I walked to the locker room area and to Coach Stafford's office, finding him alone. He greeted me warmly, "You've been really missed – by most of the team as well as me." "Thank you for getting word to me about tonight," I said, "I wanted you to know that you can call on me anytime you need to – like now if you want." The coach smiled and took me into the back and unzipped. Soon I was sucking his cock once again – it was wonderful to reconnect with him in that way. He may not have other cocksuckers available, because it was only a few minutes before he was pumping his hot seed into my mouth. "Coach, if we can find a way to do this more often I would be really interested in doing so," I said. He said he would make a point of calling on my more often, and told me to stop by while the team was practicing and I could go right to the showers – he would send in a couple of guys who needed sucking. I wasn't sure who he meant, since I had already sucked off the entire team, the coach and the bus driver, but I trusted him to keep my secret safe. I returned to class and couldn't help thinking about blowing the team again. It had been a real cocksucker's dream-come-true, but it just didn't last. When the final bell rang I went to the locker room as instructed, undressed and got into the shower. I didn't expect anyone else there because the team was at practice, but two older guys approached me and stopped at the edge of the shower and asked, "are you the equipment manager?" "I was," I replied, "but help out from time to time." They both unzipped and whipped out nice big cocks and said, "Here is some equipment that needs managing!" I dropped to my knees and sucked off one, and then the other, and thanked them for their loads. They explained that they were alumni and fondly remembered their equipment manager blowing them. I told them that I would be glad to blow them any time they needed, and that Coach Stafford could let them know how to reach me. They thanked me and left. I really owed a lot to Coach Stafford. In today's world he would be considered a child molester, but he was truly a blessing to me! I heard the team returning so I turned on all the showers to get them warming up. The team was glad to see me and the first guy came right to me before getting showered. His cock was wet from sweat and smelled very manly – I sucked him eagerly and soon he unloaded in my mouth. The rest of the guys had been showering and stroking, so their cocks were cleaner. I sucked as many as were presented to me. When I thought I was sucking the last one I looked up and saw Ben, smiling at me. I took his cock and soaped it up and then stood facing the shower wall with my hands on the wall. Ben slipped his soapy cock into me and while he fucked me, he stroked me off, shooting my cum on the wall. While I loved sucking every team member, Ben was the one who made sure I came as well. After getting dressed I went to the activity bus and took my usual seat. Once we had left the school grounds, the remaining guys lined up for their blowjobs, which I eagerly provided. Finally, after the last guy had left, Joe pulled the bus off to the side in our usual place and I blew him. After dinner I went to see Scott's father, and sucked him off. He thought he was forcing me to do it, but I loved it. The next day Scott told me that Jeff wanted me to meet him at the roadside table, to which I agreed. I blew Scott at lunch time and Jack on the way home. Then Scott and I went to the roadside table. When Jeff arrived I blew him and he told me he wanted me to come over on Friday and blow all of his friends in the basement, without the glory hole. Since they all knew I was a cocksucker, that was fine with me. But this time he wanted me naked and blindfolded. That sounded kinky and hot, and I quickly agreed. I went home and had dinner, then went to Scott's house to blow his father again. That night I jacked off imagining sucking all the guys at Jeff's place, naked and blindfolded. 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)