I 'm Jason, a teenage guy going to a private boy's school. My family has lots of money so they can afford to send me away, so they won't have to bother with me. That really sucks. What's even worse is that our there aren't any girls nearby – pretty tough for a bunch of horny guys!

It was long before the internet, so porn was pretty much confined to pictures on paper, and we all had some well-worn magazines to jack-off to.

I had only been there a week when I got a note under my dorm room door. I read it, and it welcomed me to the school and told me about Secret Suckers. With all the horny guys, blowjobs were in demand, and they needed guys to suck. While there were a few openly gay guys who I knew got a lot of attention, most guys would never admit to something like that.

I re-read the note, which gave instructions to slip a note under the door of room 149 if I was interested. I threw the note in my wastebasket but hoped they got plenty of volunteers – I sure could use a blowjob.

Jim, my roommate was in class, so it was a good time to jack-off, and I got out some of my magazines. As I stroked, I gazed at a picture of a woman sucking a cock, wishing she was sucking me. After a while the crazy notion entered my head that I could be doing the sucking. I tried to push it out of my mind, but it kept coming back, and soon I was imagining that I was sucking the cock – not the woman!

I imagined the guy shooting into my mouth, and I came strongly. I couldn't believe that I came thinking about sucking, but it sure felt great! I was completely straight but didn't see any harm in this private kinky fantasy.

The next time I jacked-off, I started out looking at that same picture and immediately imagined myself sucking the guy's cock – I wondered what it would feel like, and what his cum would taste like. My arousal grew much faster than usual and I found myself wanting to suck in real life, not just in my fantasy. After I came, I pulled the Secret Sucker note out of my waste basket, and wrote a brief note, stating that I was interested. I folded it and walked to room 149 and slipped it under the door. I returned to my room and began to have second thoughts, realizing that I had just exposed myself. I sure hope the guy in room 149 wouldn't betray my secret.

The next morning, I found another note under my door. It was from Marty, the guy in room 149. He thanked me for expressing my interest and stated that he wasn't a sucker but helped to enable suckers like me. He invited me to meet with him in his room at lunchtime today to discuss the details. I wasn't sure if I should go. Marty now knew who I was, but the idea of showing up in person as a cocksucker seemed a little scary to me.

Throughout the morning I went back and forth, but by lunchtime I decided to do it, and walked to Marty's room. He welcomed me and invited me in.

"Marty," I began, "I'm really nervous about this."

"That's understandable," he replied, "That's why we have the Secret Suckers, so guys like you can suck without being outed, providing a wonderful service for the rest of the guys."

"So how does it work?" I asked.

"There are a number of private places, most glory holes, where anonymous blowjobs can be given." I had no idea what a glory hole was, but Marty was really good about explaining it. He also told me that there were some who become more comfortable and suck guys in their rooms, but that was entirely up to the individual.

"That sounds so good so far," I said, "But I'm entirely new to this – I never actually done it before, and am not sure I'd do it right."

"That's not a problem," Marty said, "I'll teach you – would you like to get started?" I nodded and Marty stood up and unzipped, taking out his cock. I dropped to my knees, with Marty's cock just inches from my face. I'd never been that close to another guy's cock before, and I could feel my own cock stirring in my pants.

Marty took his cock in his hand and brought it to my lips. I leaned forward and kissed the tip, and parted my lips, taking Marty into my mouth. I couldn't believe how good it felt – like it really belonged there! Marty began to moan and coached me on moving my tongue around his cock – especially the head.

"Here is comes!" said Marty, "Get ready to swallow." Marty's cock began to pulse as I felt it pump squirt after squirt of his seed into my mouth. It was very strong tasting – nothing like anything I had ever tasted. I didn't really want to swallow the load, but knew it was expected, so I did. Afterward I was left with a very distinct aftertaste that left no doubt as to what I had just done.

"Pretty good for your first time," declared Marty, "How was it for you? Glad you did it?"

"I'm glad I tried it – I needed to know what it was like," I replied, "I'm looking forward to more, so how exactly does this work?"

"Unless you decide to come out," began Marty, "All blowjobs will be anonymous. We have a number of booths set up in the dorm that are labeled as 'Independent Study' rooms, but they are actually glory hole rooms. Each room has a hole in the back wall that guy put their cocks through. There is a corresponding room on the other side where the suckers are."

"But won't guys see me going into the booth?" I asked.

"Not likely," Marty explained, "You will enter from a hallway that is reserved for suckers. The guys wanting blowjobs enter from a different hallway, so they won't even see you. Let's take a walk down there and you can see for yourself."

I followed Marty, who led me down a hall where guys were sitting on a bench, waiting their turn. "As you can see," said Marty, "We need more suckers, so you can get started any time now." He led me to another hall down to the sucker's booths. Stopping at one, he opened the door to reveal a wall with a small sliding door, and a pillow on the floor.

"When you are ready to suck, just slide the door open and it will turn on a light, letting the guys know you are open for business," Marty explained, "And close it when you are done."

"I'm ready to start right now," I said, "I'm eager to try this out."

"Step right in then," Marty urged me, "But careful not to do too many the first time."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Until your stomach gets used to cum you should not swallow too many loads in a short time," Marty explained, "It's perfectly safe, but your stomach may get upset if you swallow too much at once. If you begin to feel nauseous, it's time to take a rest."

I thanked him and entered the booth. Marty closed the door behind me, and I knelt on the pillow and slid the door open, to reveal a circular hole about four inches in diameter, nicely padded around the edges. I heard a chime sound as well, giving an audible signal to the horny guys awaiting service. In less than a minute a cock was sticking through the hole. I took it into my hand and stroked it to full erection and then took him into my mouth. As I sucked the guy pumped in and out while moaning. It only took a few minutes before he shot his load into my mouth, saying, "Take that, cocksucker!"

His load was strong tasting, like Marty's, but a little different. Still, it had the unmistakable taste of cum, which I was quickly growing to love. I held it in my mouth until the next cock appeared, which was less than a minute. I swallowed and proceeded to suck him. This cock had a huge mushroom head. I ran my tongue around the ridge of the head as I sucked and moved it quickly along the underside of the head. The guy didn't last long and soon gave me my reward. I wondered if I would be able to recognize guys by the taste of their cum. I was pretty sure I would soon get to know them by their cocks.

I enjoyed holding cum in my mouth while awaiting the next cock. The next cock was uncut, with foreskin completely covering the head. I wasn't quite sure what to do, so I just took him into my mouth. As I did, I felt him grow, which was thrilling. As he did, the foreskin pulled back and I could feel the tip of his cock with my tongue. I ran my tongue around the head as it emerged. "I'm gonna cum, faggot!" he said, and began shooting his cum into my mouth. I later learned that uncut guys usually had very sensitive cock heads, so they tended to cum very quickly.

He pulled out and I savored his seed while the next guy presented his cock to me. He was huge! I had to open my mouth all the way and could barely get the head and a little of the shaft in. He pressed in and I gagged as he hit the back of my mouth. Fortunately the wall limited him, so I just adjusted my distance to the wall so he didn't end up choking me. As large as he was, I barely had room to move my tongue around. It took a little longer for him to cum, and when he did I found I had to swallow as fast as he pumped, since he filled my mouth with his cock.

He pulled out and another guy entered. His cock was skinny, but quite long. He easily pressed to the back of my mouth, gagging me, but that was fairly tolerable, since he wasn't very thick. As I sucked him I tried swallowing when he pressed to the back of my mouth. I didn't know about deep throating at the time, so I was just giving him some extra sensation from the swallowing motions. As I did, I noticed a slight feeling of nausea, indicating that I should be resting soon. I hoped this load wouldn't be too much for me. Well, even if it was, it was too late now because he began to cum. I swallowed, and when he pulled out, I slid the door shut. I got up and left the room, going back to my room. I lay down to rest, hoping my stomach would adjust and I wouldn't have to puke. I felt great about swallowing all that cum and looked forward to much more.

I awoke, feeling as good as new, and decided to suck some more before dinner. I went back to the booths and entered one, kneeling and sliding the door open. This cock was small, and the guy pressed tightly against the wall to get enough of his cock through. I kind of felt sorry for him and did my best for him, and soon had him cumming like all the rest.

The next cock angled sharply upward, forcing the head to the top of my mouth as I sucked. I was quickly learning to adapt to any cock that was presented to me, and soon had him cumming as well. The guys were all so horny that the came within just a few minutes. My next cock was black – and yes, he was a big one! I'm not sure why, but this one was the best of all, and I hoped I would be sucking him regularly. As I swallowed his load I began to feel nauseous once again, so I slid the door closed and left. I only felt a little nauseous this time, so I went right to dinner. A black guy arrived in the cafeteria about the same time, and I wondered if he was the guy I'd just sucked.

As I ate, I looked around and wondered if I'd sucked any of the guys there. I figured that eventually I'd be sucking all of them, and probably many of the teachers as well. I realized that while the glory hole protected my identity, I had no idea who I was sucking – which meant it could be anyone.

After dinner I returned to my room and found a note from Marty. He told me that as much as possible, I should use booth number three, so guys who liked my work would be able to come back to me. I recalled that I used booth five the first time and booth three the second. I hoped that I'd get to suck the black guy again.

Over the next week I worked up to swallowing ten loads without problems, which was about half an hour of sucking. I hoped to be able to last an hour, and each day tried to suck until I felt nauseous. In a month I could easily swallow twenty loads, and loved every precious drop of it. It turned out the black guy returned nearly every day. I became very familiar with every contour of his cock, and when a second black guy arrived I was easily able to spot the difference. He came back regularly, and I was thrilled to be sucking two black guys almost every day.

I asked around and discovered that there were only eleven black guys in the school. I imagined sucking all of them and came up with an idea. The next time I sucked the black guy I whispered through the hole that I liked sucking black guys and asked him to send his friends to this booth. He said he would, and soon I was sucking five black guys nearly every day.

Then one day one of the black guys passed asked if I would come to his room and I agreed. He told me to come to room 307 at 8pm tonight. I agreed. I arrived as agreed and was welcomed in by Jared. The lights were dim and he told me to get undressed. I didn't know what to expect but went along with it. Then he told me to kneel on the bed with my ass in the air.

I did, and soon felt a lubed finger pressing into my ass. I'd never been fucked before, but knew it would have to happen sometime, so I just asked Jared to go easy on me. He assured me that he would, and soon had three fingers in me, spreading them gently to open me up. There was a knock on the door, and Jared told them to come in. I was surprised to see ten other black guys filing in, seeing me in the process of getting my ass opened.

"Cocks out everyone," said Jared, "And get yourself hard!" As Jared worked my ass, I saw an array of big black cocks growing before my eyes. Jarad instructed them to arrange themselves in order of increasing cock size, and then to approach me. The guy with the smallest cock approached me and slipped into my mouth. Even though he was the smallest, he had to be at least seven inches long – bigger than most of the white cocks I'd sucked. I sucked him for a few minutes before he said, "I'm ready for that pretty white ass of yours!"

He pulled out and knelt on the bed behind me as Jarod moved aside. He pressed his cock into my lubed ass as the next guy entered my mouth. Cocks from both ends were pumping into me, but the guy fucking my ass went the fastest – I supposed the guy I was sucking was holding back, waiting for my ass. The guy fucking me pulled my hips to himself as he came, thrusting deep as he emptied inside me. He pulled out and the guy in my mouth slipped into my ass, while the next guy entered my mouth.

Meanwhile Jared found his place in the line, according to his cock size. Tyrone, the last guy was the biggest, and by then my ass was stretched out enough that he went in easily, just stretching me a little more than I'd already been. When Tyrone came, he pulled out and I collapsed on Jared's bed. All the guys left, leaving me alone with Jared. "How did you like that?" he asked.

"It was an amazing way to lose my virginity!" I said, "But would love to suck everyone as well."

"Let me see what I can arrange," he said, "I presume you don't mind if we all know who you are and your room number?"

I told Jared my name and room number, but explained that I had a roommate who didn't know. Jared suggested that next term I should room with him or one of his friends. I told him I'd like that. I got dressed and returned to my room in time for bed.

As I lay in bed I heard Jim, my roommate jacking-off – it was an unmistakable sound. It was a shame for him to jack-off when I'd be glad to suck him, but didn't want to out myself to him. As he continued to stroke I thought about how convenient it would be if he knew, and how I'd probably be blowing him every day, so I decided to take a chance.

"Would you like some help with that?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Jim asked.

"I'll help you cum if you keep it between us," I said. Jim walked over to me and stood next to the bed. I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck him.

"Damn, you're good!" he said, "I'm a lucky guy to room with a faggot!" I wasn't sure I liked being called a faggot, but I suppose he was right – no straight guy would do what I do.

Soon Jim came, and thanked me. I told him any time he needed it to just come over and I'd take care of him.

I drifted off to sleep, knowing that my life would never be the same.

Then next morning I awoke to find Jim kneeling over me, pressing his cock to my lips. I opened my mouth to admit him, looking up into his eyes. There was something very special about making eye contact with a guy you're blowing – kind of acknowledging that you are his cocksucker. I never expected anything like this, but now that it was happening, I accepted it as part of my life as a cocksucker.

After cumming, Jim got off me and got dressed. I got up and got dressed as well. At breakfast I saw some of the black guys, who invited me to sit with them. They thanked me for my part last night and hoped we would become great friends. Leroy told me that he didn't have a roommate, and if I requested a transfer, it might happen right away, so I went to the administration office and requested it. I got approval on the spot and planned to move after classes today.

That evening I moved my belongings to Leroy's room, and he said there would be a welcoming party after dinner. After dinner Leroy asked me to undress, and he led me naked down the hallway to Jared's room. As soon as Jared let me in, his cock was out and I was on my knees sucking him. It didn't take long for him to cum, and then I sucked Lee, his roommate. Then we were off to the next room. I sucked both of the guys and then moved on, finally getting to Tyrone and his Stan, his roomate. Tyrone told me to suck Stan first while he watched.

"It's amazing how much white boys love black cock!" he said as I eagerly serviced Stan. I knew he was right, and that I'd suck any black cock presented to me – I was a real cum-slut for black cock! When Stan came I turned to Tyrone, who could only fit part-way into my mouth. He instructed me that when sucking really long cocks that I should give plenty of tongue action while stroking the shaft with my hand, and maybe caressing the balls with the other hand. It was like giving a handjob and blowjob at the same time, but it worked well for big guys.

Leroy led me back to his room and I sucked him off. He told me that I had now taken all of their loads in each end and was now officially their bitch. That sounded pretty insulting to me, but I tried to accept it as a compliment. At bedtime Leroy told me we had to get up early so we'd have enough time in the shower. I drifted off to sleep, a happy cocksucker eager for new adventures.

The next morning Leroy and I walked down the hall to the group showers. We got in and started the water. I began to soap up, and as I was washing my hair I felt something pushing my ass cheeks apart. Then I felt some fingers pressing into me, lubing me with soap. Next, I felt my cheeks spread by a cock, which entered me. I put my hands on the shower wall as one of the guys fucked me. The other guys were lining up, so when he finished, the next took his place. It felt really good, and I was glad to have so many interested in my ass. When the last guy was done, I finished my shower and dried off. We went to breakfast together, and then on to our classes.

In the afternoon I returned to my glory hole booth and gave a dozen blowjobs before going to my room. I undressed upon arriving because Leroy said it would be better if I remained naked and ready. I was certainly ready, and very eager!

For the four years I attended the private school I was the bitch for all the black guys. Some would graduate and new ones would arrive, but it didn't take long before I was taking their load in both ends regularly. None of the black guys ever were horny for long, thanks to my attention.

I continued to give about a dozen blowjobs a day at the glory hole booth, before shedding my clothes for any black guy who wanted me.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)