I'm Mark, at nineteen year old cocksucker. I'm closeted and very discrete. I don't suck anyone that I know, and have only sucked at glory holes.

I live with my parents and earn my keep by doing yard work and helping my father out whenever he needs it. He has no idea that I'm a cocksucker and would probably throw me out if he knew!

I have a younger brother, Mike, who is thirteen. We get along pretty well, but aren't exactly best friends – but he's okay. Mary, my sister is 20 and will soon be moving out to marry her boyfriend, Ed.

Now, back to the cocksucking. I really love sucking and just can never get enough. I wish I knew guys to blow but I'm scared to death of opening up to anyone. There was a kid in my old high school who was openly gay and he had a pretty rough time – that was enough to make me very cautious!

I read some of the Craigslist postings and actually answered a few. After a few email exchanges I chickened out. I really wanted to blow them, but what if they turned out to be people I knew? I couldn't take a chance on blowing my cover.

Then I found the Adult News Shop. It was an adult bookstore that sold porno and sex toys, but most important was their video arcade – a series of about a dozen enclosed booths with doors that showed porno movies. For $5 I could buy a plastic card that I swiped at the video controller in a booth and I could choose from a selection of straight or gay porn.

The first time I visited I jacked off watching a blowjob video, wishing I was the cocksucker. I knew the guys in the other booths were horny and wished I could be sucking them – why should they have to jack off when my mouth was available, and oh so willing?

My second visit was like a dream-come-true! The booth I entered had a hole cut part-way up the side wall. From my porn-surfing I immediately recognized it as a glory hole and was eager to try it. There was already a guy in the next booth who was stroking himself. I immediately dropped to my knees, put my mouth to the hole and tapped on the wall. Soon I felt his hard cock entering my mouth.

I sucked eagerly and in a few minutes he pumped his hot seed into my mouth. After he was drained he pulled out and left me feeling blissful.

The guy thanked me and left his booth. The booth was empty for a few minutes, so I started a blowjob video and took out my cock. I heard the door to the next booth open and got ready at the hole. I could just see part of the guy as he stood in front of the video screen and started his movie. His choice was of a woman giving a blowjob. He took out his cock and stoked to hardness, and soon was in my mouth. I realized he was probably straight, and I really liked the idea of blowing a straight guy. Actually, I was happy to blow any cock that came through the hole and hoped that I could count on hundreds of cocks in the future.

He pulled out before cumming and I was concerned that he didn't like my mouth. He turned and stroked while watching the movie, stoking faster. "You want this, cocksucker?" he asked me.

"Yeah," I replied and his cock entered my mouth once again and he began to face-fuck me. Soon he poured his load into my mouth and said, "Damn! that was good!", and pulled out. He thanked me and departed.

The booth was empty for awhile, so I watched the blowjob video and stroked. When I came I shot my load into my hand and then licked it up – it seemed a shame to waste the load.

I zipped up and prepared to leave when I heard the next booth door open. I hadn't planned to suck any more, but when a cock came through the hole I felt it wouldn't be polite to just leave, so I got back to my knees and proceeded to suck him. Soon he rewarded my efforts with his hot load. He thanked me and departed.

I left the booth, wondering how many of the booths had glory holes. Each booth had a numbered light over the door which was on when the booths were in use. I opened several doors for empty booths and it seemed like the booths on the right-hand side had glory holes and the others did not. I confirmed this by checking every empty booth on that side and found it to be so. From now on I would choose only glory hole booths.

Some guys spend their money on booze, smokes or girls – I spend my money on video credits, and try to get the most out of $5 a day. My normal routine was to find an empty booth next to one that was occupied, and immediately get to my knees with my mouth to the hole. Usually the guy was ready to be sucked, and I'd get my first blowjob that way. It often didn't last more than a minute or two, but I loved it anyway, and it was a great way to start!

As I waited for the next guy I slipped my card into the video slot and stroked to a blowjob movie. As soon as I was sucking again I would pull out the card so I wouldn't spend any more credits than needed. The current movie would run for a few minutes while I sucked, and then would stop. I knew I had a couple of minutes to finish the blowjob before I had to start the movie up again.

The management didn't seem to mind the blowjobs going on, but expected us all to keep the moview going. I usually sucked as many cocks as I could until my credits ran out.

I worked part time at a hardware store, which gave me some spending money. I tried to limit myself to $5 in credits a day, which left me some money, but still got me a couple dozen blowjobs a week. I was one happy cocksucker!

I found that the best time during the week was about 5:15pm. There were a number of factory workers who stopped by on the way home, and was a very busy cocksucker at that time! I made it a point to arrive a little after 5, suck for half an hour and go home to dinner.

Each evening I would eat dinner with my family, feeling secure that they had no idea of my hobby. After dinner my mother cleared the table and left for the kitchen. Now alone with my father, he said, "I saw your car at the Adult News today,"

"Maybe it was just one that looked like mine," I replied.

"Perhaps," responded my father, "But I was pretty sure it was yours."

After dinner my father went out to the garage and asked me to come help him. That was fairly common, so I joined him there.

"I know for sure that it was your car," he said. I remained silent.

"And you gave me a darned good blowjob!" he continued.

"I don't think so," I said.

"I don't mind that you are a cocksucker," he said, "in fact I kind of like it."

"How do you know it was me?" I asked.

"Ever watch video channel 3?" he replied, "it shows the next booth – I watched you suck me and you really seemed to enjoy it!"


I had no idea what to say. I had never anticipated anything like this!

My father went on, "I've noticed your car there and wondered if you were sucking, so I went to a different booth every day and watched the video of the sucker, and today I got you!"

It seemed that he wanted me to suck him, which eased my anxiety, but I still didn't know where this was headed, so I asked, "What now?"

"Now that it's out in the open you can blow me here at home," he said, unzipping and taking out his cock.

For some reason I hesitated, and he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down, and soon I was on my knees sucking my own father!

I don't know why, but somehow I felt kind of ashamed sucking him, but excited at the same time. I may have blown him before at the glory hole, but this was the first time I KNEW that I was sucking him!

"Look up here," said my father, and I looked up – our eyes meeting.

He smiled at me and I felt more at ease, like this was the way it was supposed to be. In a few minutes his hot seed filled my mouth and I swallowed.

"You're really good at that!" he said, "Too bad your mother isn't, but no matter – I've got you."

I swallowed as he zipped up and then stood. "I'll meet you on the deck and we'll talk," my father said.

I went out to the deck and sat down. Soon my father joined me with a couple of beers. "How long have you been a cocksucker?" he asked.

"I've only been doing it for about a year," I confessed.

"What got you started?" he inquired.

"I've been wanting to for years, but didn't have the opportunity," I explained, "I wanted it but didn't want my secret getting out."

"That's smart of you," he replied, "So that's why you use the glory holes."

"Yes," I agreed, "but this was good too."

"I've noticed your car at the news shop nearly every day," he said, "So you like to get it regularly?"

"Yes," I admitted, "I suppose I do about a dozen a week."

"You're a pretty busy cocksucker!" declared my father, "That's over 500 a year – no wonder you're so good!"

I had never realized that I had sucked that many – I must have swallowed a gallon of cum by now.

"So what happens now?" I asked.

"You can suck me every day if you like," he said.

I agreed, and then my father completely floored me when he said, "If you like, I can set you up with other guys as well."

"How would that work?" I asked with interest.

"Well, actually I've been getting blown regularly by another guy, but from now on you get it all," he revealed, "I have a number of fiends who also like to be blown when we can find someone to suck us."

"Are they discrete?" I asked.

"Hell yeah!" said my father – they are all married like me, and just need some relief from time to time – they won't tell anyone – and you don't have to waste your money at the glory holes."

I told him that I would like to suck his friends and he said he would set things up and told me that things were going to be much different between us from now on. I was sure he was right.

I stopped going to the glory holes because I would blow my father every night after dinner. It was really convenient to be blowing him right at home, though I did miss the variety and mystery of anonymous cock.

One night at bedtime my kid brother Mike came to my room and said, "I've noticed you spending more time with Dad lately, especially after dinner."

"So?" I replied.

"So last night I hid in the garage and watched you suck Dad's cock," he said.

"Look, I don't know what you think you saw, but ..." I retorted.

"Cut the bullshit!" he shot back, "I know you were blowing him. I wonder if Mom knows?"

It was clear that my secret was out, so I asked, "Okay, what do you want?"

Mike unzipped and revealed his small, but stiff pecker. "I want you to blow me too!"

"But you're just a kid!" I protested.

"I jack off twice a day, but I'd rather cum in your mouth," he said, moving closer, "Go ahead, hold my dick."

It was small, but very stiff, so I knew he was very aroused. I took him in my hand and fondled him a bit as Mike moaned.

What the hell – I decided to stop pretending and soon I dropped to my knees and took he stiff little cock into my mouth. It was small but felt good, and I ran my tongue all around the head and in less than a minute he shot his load. It wasn't a lot, but he really came quickly!

"Thanks Mark," he said, withdrawing, "No more jacking-off for me!"

He left and I wondered if I should have sucked him. My hard cock gave me the answer – it might have been really taboo, like blowing my father, but I loved it! I jacked off and swallowed my cum once again and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I awoke with Mike's cock pressed to my lips. I opened my eyes and saw he was kneeling over me, sitting on my chest. "I thought this would be a great way to start the day," he said. I opened my mouth and took him in. In short order he gave me his morning load and dismounted.

"I see you liked it too," he said, pointing to my hard cock. I felt a little embarrassed about it, but as soon as he left I jacked off and swallowed my cum once again. It sure was a really nice way to start the day, but I worried about Mike talking about it.

After breakfast, before he left for school I confronted him. "You know this is a pretty good thing," I said, "But it's over if you tell anyone, so don't fuck it up!"

"I won't," he promised, "I want to keep this going."

Mike went off to school and soon I left for work.

Working at the hardware store was fairly easy – it didn't pay really well, but now I would have more money because I wasn't spending $5 a day at the glory holes. I still went about once a week because I liked the variety, but I sure couldn't beat the convenience of blowing at home. Mike was a horny little bastard – I sucked him every morning and every night – he said he slept better after I sucked him. I could count on my father for every night after dinner. So far I had not sucked any of his friends, but hoped to soon.

The day was going a little slowly – just waiting for customers to come in. I had already re-stocked the shelves, so there was little more to do. I was surprised to see my Uncle Joe come in. He needed to replace some faucet washers because they were leaking, so I helped him find the right ones. Alone in the plumbing aisle together he said, "Your father told me about your special talent."

I was surprised, but also pleased to extend my network of cocks, so I smiled and replied, "I'd love to show you."

Uncle Joe grinned and said, "What time to you have lunch? I'll pick you up."

I told him my lunch time and he said he would be back. I told my boss that my uncle was meeting me for lunch and he told me I could have some extra time if I needed it, since it was a slow day.

At lunchtime Uncle Joe arrived and I got in his pickup truck. We went out to a fast food place and he bought me lunch. He promised that he would have "desert" for me afterward, and I just smiled in anticipation.

After lunch he drove out to a wooded area. We have a lot of state owned lands that are available for public use. They are used mainly for hunting in the fall, but the rest of the year they are seldom used. Uncle Joe pulled off into a small parking area at one of these sites. He unzipped and took his cock out and said, "It's all yours."

I leaned over the bench seat and took his cock in my hands. It was pretty impressive, even soft, and soon after the head was in my mouth he grew to full size – bigger than I had ever seen!

"Can you deep throat?" he asked. I said I didn't know, but I'd try.

He told me to just relax as I sucked and then I felt his hand on the back of my head pushing me down. The head of his cock reached the back of my mouth and I felt the gag reflex begin. It was fairly common for big guys to press to the back of my throat, so I had some experience in resisting the gag reflex.

But this wasn't just hitting the back of my mouth throat – it was continuing to press, and soon it was too much for me. He released my head and I backed off. After another minute he pressed me down again until I gagged. We repeated this about five times and then he said, "You're doing well – most guys can't take my eight inches as well as you – soon you'll get better."

After a few more minutes Uncle Joe gave me his load and told me I was a really good cocksucker, and he was really glad I shared my talent with him.

As he drove me back to work we agreed that I would stop by his house three times a week for more practice. Uncle Joe said he was confident that soon I would be deep throating.

After that Uncle Joe would take me to lunch about once a week and we would do deep throat practice after that. I felt so proud when I was finally able to do it, and Uncle Joe made sure I had plenty of practice!

My father introduced me to his friends, one at a time, and soon I was sucking seven of them regularly. About once a month one of them would have a poker game while his wife was gone and invited me over. Some of the guys were ones I already knew, but occassionally there were new guys as well. I made sure that all had my cell number so they could text or call when they needed me.

Mary got engaged to Ed, and the wedding was coming up soon. I was invited to Ed's bachelor party, where there was a lot of beer for all of us. To keep us safe, we all planned to spend the night.

There were nine friends of Ed there. I only knew Ed, and wasn't sure why he even invited me, until after a few drinks he whispered to me, "Your Dad said you give a great blowjob."

I was shocked that Ed knew. Of course he was joining the family, so I supposed it was alright, but I hoped that he would be discrete. A few hours later Ed's friends had gotten him good and drunk. I was sure glad nobody was driving tonight.

It was getting late and many of us were ready to call it a night, when Ed called out to me from across the room, "I could sure use that blowjob now, Mark!"

I was stunned. He might have been drunk, but he just outed me to all of his friends, but I decided to just ignore it and hope that it would be forgotten. I would have to have a serious talk with Ed tomorrow.

Ed didn't want to let it go, and came over to me and said, "Well, how 'bout it buddy – just a quickie!"

"Shhh!" I said, "Not so damn loud!" I led him to the kitchen, which was as far as we could get from the other guys. Ed took out his cock, which was only semi-hard. He was drunk, so he was horny, but might not be able to get hard, but I sucked him as well as I could, new to this sort of situation. It took him a long time to cum, and I was afraid he might piss in my mouth, but he finally made it and gave me his load. "That was great!" he said as he pulled out.

"I'm next," said one of his friends. I was surprised to find that they had quietly followed us, and now all of them wanted my mouth. There was no denying it, so I sucked them all.

Now some of Ed's friends are among my regulars, and Ed calls on me whenever Mary is having her period. I now get a lot of variety, but somehow find sucking family members to be the very best!

  To be continued . . .

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