First Taste of Cum Part 261    
          by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  



This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.  




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Author’s note:
This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful first blowjobs. Some of these are inspired by my readers. I hope you enjoy this series.


Glory Hole 2

    I'm Jason, a thirteen-year-old horny guy. As I entered puberty I began to jack-off, which I thought was a truly wonderful pastime that I did as often as I could, though three times a day seemed to work well for me. One limitation was privacy, since you can't just whip out your cock and stroke just anywhere. However, when I had an entire day to myself at home I jacked-off five times and was really sore after the last time. I felt like my cock was going to fall off and my balls ached, so now I usually do three times, and sometimes four.

The internet is loaded with all kinds of porn and I found the action shots of men and women together were the hottest. After a while I took a particular interest in blowjobs and loved to see women sucking cocks, and swallowing cum. I would usually imagine the woman sucking me, but from time to time I fantasized about doing the sucking and found that especially arousing. After cumming particularly strongly from such fantasies, I found some gay porn which featured guys sucking other guys.

Then I was hooked. I knew it was a really gay thing to do, but this was completely private. Nobody ever had to know of my secret perversion. That was enough for a while, but my desires matured and soon I found myself wanting to suck real cocks! My usual jack-off fantasy now became meeting a guy, going to his car or home and sucking him off. The fantasy usually ended with him cumming in my mouth, which usually triggered me to cum.

I really wanted a guy to cum in my mouth – I yearned to experience the taste of a man's seed. I would sometimes jack-off intending to lick up my cum afterward, but I usually lost my desire once I came. A few times I forced myself to do it, and it tasted strange – unlike anything else, and I wished I could be feeling it squirt in my mouth right from the cock.

Then one day I found a website called Squirt.org, which featured an online directory of cruising spots. I entered my state and town and found over a dozen spots to meet guys. As I carefully read the list, I found myself ruling out one after another. Some were public restrooms in department stores – too risky. Some were adult book stores or adult theaters – I was too young. There were a few public parks, but I ruled them out because I knew the local cops loved to bust guys getting blowjobs, and even had their names printed in the local papers. No way I was gonna risk that!

Then I saw that the term "glory hole" appeared in several of the listings and was curious about it. I Googled the term and was amazed to learn that it was a hole in the wall through which anonymous blowjobs were given. I searched for glory hole pictures and found them to be incredibly hot! I fantasized about sucking at a glory hole – perhaps sucking one cock after another, completely safe with my kinky desires. It struck me that I might even suck people I knew – maybe even relatives – but who would ever know?

Glory holes had become my new favorite jack-off fantasy, and after a while I found myself going back to the Squirt.org listings and re-reading the entries that mentioned glory holes. Some were adult theaters and book stores, but some were in restrooms. I had ruled out restrooms before but reconsidered about sucking in the privacy of a stall. I saw that one of the glory hole locations was in a lower level restroom at the city hall. It seemed like an unlikely spot, but I read with interest – it said to go to the last stall and wait. It listed lunch time as the best time, so I decided to give it a try.

The next day a cautiously entered City Hall and found a stairway down to the lower level. There weren't many people there – it was mostly document storage archives. My heart raced as I walk along, not sure what would happen. Then I saw a men's room and entered. I saw the sinks and urinals, then four stalls. I went to the last stall and was delighted to see the hole, and quickly entered. I sat on the toilet and found the hole to be at eye level – perfect for sucking – now I just needed some cocks. As I sat there, I heard a few guys come in and take a leak, but nobody entered the next stall. I thought they might not know anyone was there, so the next time I heard someone come in a cleared my throat loud enough for them to hear. Nothing seemed to happen, so I coughed, and then heard footsteps approaching. Even though I was waiting for it, I was still a little startled when I heard the next stall door open.

I calmed myself and put my finger through the hole, rubbing the edge. I had read that it was the signal inviting a guy to stick his cock through. I heard him unzip and a huge soft cock came through the hole. I'd seen many cocks on the internet, but this was my first in real life and I loved it. I quickly took it in my hand and stroked it to erection. It felt wonderful in my hand and I eagerly opened my mouth and took him into my mouth. Finally! I'd wanted this so long and now I was finally sucking a cock.

"Nice mouth," the guy whispered to me, "Now show me what you can do."

I wasn't really sure what to do. It was naive of me, but I somehow thought that a cock in a mouth would just naturally cum, but now I realized that I had to actually do something. I moved my tongue around as I sucked and as I ran it along the underside of the head the guy said, "Yeah, do that more."

I did, and soon he rewarded my efforts with my first mouthful of cum. Words just cannot describe how wonderful it was, and I just remained still as I felt the hot sperm pumping into my mouth. He pulled out, thanked me and quickly departed. I just held his precious load in my mouth as I recalled every moment of my first blowjob.

My daydreaming was halted when I heard another person enter and take a leak. I swallowed the load and made some noise to signal I was here. He also entered the next stall and soon I was blowing him as well. As I sucked him and moved my tongue around my skill was improving and it seemed that I could make the guy cum sooner, though I couldn't be sure. When a cock was in my mouth, I lost all sense of time – I wanted the guy to cum so I could get his load, but I didn't want it to ever end!

It seemed the only answer to this dilemma was to suck a lot of cocks, and that was fine with me. That first day I sucked three, and then left. It was summertime so school was not in session, so I could come back every day.

Word must have spread because each day I got busier, and loved it. Then one day I sucked my first black cock! It was bigger than the others, just as I'd seen on porn, but that wasn't the only difference. I sucked him for a few minutes, and he said, "Let me into your stall to finish up."

He pulled out and soon was at my stall door. I was reluctant to let him in and expose my identity. He rapped on my stall door and said, "Come on – let’s do this!"

Without thinking I unlatched the door and he opened it. I looked up in shock and saw that he was a cop! I thought I was busted, then he said, "Finish what you started," and I took him into my mouth. I never thought I'd be sucking in this way – no longer private – but kind of liked the idea of the guy I was sucking seeing me do it.

"Look up here," he said as I sucked. I looked up and made eye contact and the cop smiled and said, "You’re my personal cocksucker, now." I didn't know exactly what that meant, but knew I wasn't busted. Something about making eye contact with the guy I was sucking was very compelling. I wasn't sure how this was going to work out, but I was thoroughly enjoying it for now.

He told me to continue to make eye contact as he came and I swallowed. I did, and I began to feel like I was indeed his – his personal cocksucker. He pulled out as I swallowed and asked for my name. Without a further thought I told him, and then he got out his phone and asked for my cell number. I gave it to him, and he punched it into his phone.

"I'm Lee Douglas," he said, "I'll be in contact." He left and I needed to jack-off – right away!

After jacking-off I left and wondered what would happen with Lee, and just what it meant to be his "personal cocksucker."

That evening I got a text from Lee asking me to stop by his house tomorrow at 10am. I agreed and texted him back, nervous yet excited. The next day I rode my bike to Lee's house, and he welcomed me in and introduced Mark, his sixteen-year-old son.

"Now that you are my personal cocksucker," began Lee, "I'll be lending you out others, and I want you to blow Mike any time he asks you – he has your phone number."

"I've only sucked at glory holes before," I said, "I don't know what it means to be a personal cocksucker."

"It's really simple," explained Lee, "You suck me any time I want, and suck anyone I tell you to. Once you suck them, you continue to suck them any time they want."

"That could be a lot of sucking," I said in amazement.

"Depending on how many friends guys have, you could be sucking a hundred or more a year," Lee replied.

"Count me in!" I said, "Now what?"

"Get undressed," Lee directed, "I prefer my cocksucker naked."

I undressed and Lee quickly saw my small, but hard cock. "It looks like you're eager to go," he said, as he and Mike unzipped. I dropped to my knees and took Lee into my mouth as I fondled Mike to erection. Soon Lee came and Mike slipped into my mouth. He wasn't as big as Lee but was bigger than any the white cocks I'd sucked so far. Soon he gave me his load – it was especially big, and I gladly swallowed it. He pulled out and Lee said, "You look like you need to cum as well, go ahead and jack-off. I stroked myself and Lee told me to catch my load in my hand and lick it up. I did, and found that I liked being made to eat my own cum.

Lee told me to get dressed and I was free to leave. I rode back home, enjoying the manly aftertaste in my mouth.

I thought about having to suck a lot of guys and found the idea hot, but worried about my secret getting out. I'd do my best to keep things on the down low.

I continued to suck at the glory hole, and typically stayed for three or four blowjobs before leaving. In a few days I got a text from Mike, inviting me over for a "suck party". I quickly agreed and jacked-off, imagining what it would be like. While I liked the anonymity of the glory hole, I also liked the fact that I was sucking guys I didn't know, and knew that I'd be sucking strangers at the suck party, though out in the open for everyone to see. I kind of liked the idea of performing for an audience.

I arrived at Mike's and undressed as he directed. Soon seven of his friends arrived, and he introduced me and gave them each a slip of paper with my cell number on it. I blew each one of them, and they left, thanking me. After all the friends had left, I blew Mike, and he told me to hold his cock and load in my mouth while I jacked-off. I did and came in less than a minute! I licked up my load and left. Not all of Mike's friends contacted me, but some did, and soon I was sucking them and their friends regularly.

I still go back to the glory hole for some variety but am very happy to be the personal cocksucker for dozens of horny hung black guys!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)