I 'm Ben, a twelve-year-old cocksucker who wanted more. That is, I wanted more cock to suck but didn't want everyone to know about it. That's the problem – you start sucking a lot of guys and word gets around, and everything goes to hell in a hurry.

I had a pretty good arrangement sucking my straight older brother, which worked out great, but I could only suck him a couple times a day – I wanted a lot more cum than he could give me. He told me I was a cum-slut, which was probably true. He told me about the video booths in the arcade at the local adult bookstore. Some of them had glory holes where guys would stick their cocks through for anonymous blowjobs. He said I could suck dozens of guys that way without anyone knowing who I was.

That sounded wonderful – the only problem was I had to be at least 18. At age 12 there wasn't a chance I could fool them, but I decided to give it a try – perhaps I could convince them to make an exception. I went to the adult bookstore and saw the sign that said nobody under 18 allowed. I pushed in the door anyway and entered. A guy at the counter looked up and said, "Hey, no kids allowed!"

I approached the counter and explained that I really needed to find guys to suck and hoped he would make an exception and allow me in. I offered to suck him, but he declined and asked me to leave. Well, at least I tried. I left, but then thought that maybe I could approach guys arriving and maybe blow then in their cars.

I went to the back of the building to the parking lot, and as guys got out of their cars I greeted them. Nobody agreed to share their cock with me, and I was about to leave disappointed when I saw the back door open and a customer leave the book store. I ran to the door, catching it before it closed. I entered and found myself in a hallway with a bunch of doors. I opened a door and saw a small empty room. Looking inside I saw the glory hole my brother talked about. I entered the room and closed the door. I saw a hook on the back of the door and realized that it would be a great place to hang my clothes, so I stripped down and knelt naked at the hole. There was nobody in the next room, but as I waited, a guy came in and unzipped as he swiped a card in the video machine. He took out his cock as he watched and began to stroke. I cleared my throat to get his attention, and to my delight he turned to me and put his cock through the hole.

I was in heaven as I took him into my mouth. He was an adult and much bigger than my brother. I sucked eagerly while stroking myself. Sadly, he came quickly – I was glad to get his load, but disappointed that the blowjob was over so soon. He zipped up and left. I waited and in a few minutes another guy came in and immediately turned toward me as he unzipped. Soon his cock was in my mouth and I was stroking myself feverishly as I sucked. I felt the guy I was sucking enlarge slightly and then pulse as he shot squirt after squirt of his hot seed into my mouth. That was enough to put me over the edge and I came strongly, shooting my cum onto the floor.

Suddenly the door opened and the guy from the counter said, "Caught you in the act kid! I told you to get out and you just wouldn't listen – now come with me."

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet, dragging me naked out of the booth. He grabbed my clothes and took me outside. I felt humiliated and exposed, but there was nothing I could do. The guy opened the trunk of his car and locked my clothes in, then told me to get into the car. My name is Tom, and you're gonna do exactly what I tell you – got it? I was scared to death but did as I was told. He drove out of the parking lot and down the road. He made a few calls on his cell phone and I heard him say we were almost there. In a few minutes he stopped and picked up Don, who got into the back seat. Tom told me to get into the back seat and blow Dom. As much as I love sucking cock, I sure didn't like doing it on these terms, but soon Tom was in my mouth. As I sucked, he pressed a dry finger into my ass, which hurt. He pulled it out and told me to suck his finger, which I did. I got it good and wet and then he slipped into my ass more easily.

He finger fucked me and then pulled out again. "Suck it some more," he said. I normally would have refused but didn't dare under the circumstances. He put the finger in my mouth and told me to lick it thoroughly. I did and he pulled it out and continued to finger fuck me. For several more times I did ass-to-mouth before he came, and I swallowed.

"The kid has potential," he said to Tom.

"Get up here and suck me," Tom said. I climbed into the front seat and took Tom into my mouth as he drove.

"Take it easy," Tom said, "I don't wanna cum while driving – it's not safe."

I held him in my mouth, sucking occasionally and gently. Tom pulled into a gas station and gave Don his keys. He got out and opened the trunk, returning with my wallet. I sucked Tom to completion and swallowed. Tom took my wallet from Don and found my school ID, which had my name on it. He took out a notepad and wrote it down and then asked for my address, phone number, email address and church, and told me I better not lie about it. I told him everything, afraid to do anything else.

"Ok Ben," Tom said, "Here's the deal. I have video of you kneeling naked and jacking off while sucking a cock – that's proves you are a faggot and anyone who sees it will know as well. How disappointed do you think your mother would be if she knew? The thought chilled me.

"How would your father react if he knew?" Don asked.

"He'd kill me – please don't tell anyone, I'll do what you say," I pleaded.

"I know you will," Don said, "Now that you know what I have on you."

"I'm going to email you instructions in a couple of weeks and you better do as I say," he said, handing me my wallet, "Now get out of the car!"

"Here?" I said in disbelief. Tom got out of the car and Don opened my door and dragged me out of the car, still stark naked. Tom opened the trunk and threw my clothes at me and said he'd be in contact with me. The drove off, leaving me standing there holding my clothes. I looked around and then ran to the nearby trash dumpster and got dressed behind it. Completely shaken, I walked home, wondering what horror might be ahead of me.

I steered clear of the adult book store and satisfied myself with blowing my brother. I should never have taken the risk of going to the arcade. In a few days I received an email from Tom with a link to a video that clearly showed me sucking the guy – as Tom said I was naked and jacking off – it sure looked really gay – there would be no way to explain this away – it was exactly what it looked like!

I didn't hear from Tom for another two weeks. Then he just instructed me to be in the book store parking lot at 10am on Saturday, and plan to be gone until evening. I told my parents I was going to be at a friend's house and having dinner with them. I set out for the bookstore on Saturday morning. Tom and Don were waiting for me. Tom popped the trunk and told me to undress and put my clothes in. I did and got into the car. Tom told me to climb into the back seat and blow Don again. Don really enjoyed making me do ass-to-mouth, and just kept finger fucking me and making me lick his finger. I was glad when he finally came, and Tom told me to get into the front and suck him, but gently.

Since my head was down I couldn't see where we were going, but when we arrived Tom told me to sit up. We were in a large grassy area, with small fenced in area about four feet on a side, surrounded by chain-link fencing.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"It's your next stage," Don said, "This is an auction – men who like boys like you will bid on you and you will belong to the highest bidder."

"Belong?" I said, "If I turn up missing my parents will get the police out looking for me."

"No problem with that," Don assured me, "Your new owner will allow you to live at home, but from time to time you will have to visit and do as he says, or that video goes out to everybody."

I was stuck, with no way out. Don made me get out of the car and walk to the chain-link enclosure. There were a bunch of guys standing around, staring at me. As we approached, I saw four other guys about my age, also naked, and inside the enclosure. Don opened the gate and told me to go in. He closed the gate and locked it. Each of the guys in there with me had older guys who were selling them, as Don was selling me.

In a few minutes some fancy cars drove up and older men got out and approached. There was a guy who appeared to be in charge. He turned to us and said, "You boys better show just how eager you are to serve." At that, the older boys gathered around the enclosure, sticking their cocks though the chain-link fence. We all knew what we had to do, and soon I had a cock in my mouth and one in each hand. Thanks to my proficiency, the guy in my mouth came quickly, and I moved to suck one of the guys I was holding, my hand finding another cock. I don't know how the other guys were doing, but the guys I sucked came quickly, and by the time I swallowed my tenth load, the guy in charge halted our activity.

He had sealed bids from the old men. He unlocked the gate and Don led me out and took me to Mr. Mitchell, my new owner. Don made me kneel before him and offer to suck him. He smiled and unzipped, taking out a large but soft cock. I took him into my mouth and gave him plenty of tongue action. He began to enlarge but didn't get fully hard. After a couple of minutes he said, "I can tell that you do really good work – that will be all for now. Don moved my clothes into Mr. Mitchell's car and told me to get into the back seat with him.

He had a chauffeur who drove, leaving Mr. Mitchel free to get to know me. He had me kneel next to him, facing him with my knees apart. He slipped a finger against my hole and pressed. I opened my mouth, inviting him to lube his finger, which he did. He slipped his finger in and out as I knelt there and told me to stoke myself.

I stroked as he finger fucked me and soon I was cumming. He told me to shoot into my hand, which I did. Then he told me to lick up my cum, and I did. Next, he pulled out his finger and put it into my mouth. Obediently I sucked it clean. "I think you're going to work out splendidly," he said.

We arrived at Mr. Mitchells sprawling estate, and the driver pulled into the garage. The driver opened the door for Mr. Mitchell, who turned to me and said, this is James, my driver – you are to blow him any time he asks you to.

Mr. Mitchell told James to bring me in after I blew him. Mr. Mitchell went inside as James unzipped and presented his cock to me. I dropped to my knees and sucked him, realizing that I now had plenty of cum to swallow, but at a very high price!

James took me into the house where I was required to model a variety of girls clothes. Mr. Mitchell had a Mike, his photographer take numerous pictures of me in girl clothes, and then told me to blow Mike. Afterwards, James drove me back to the bookstore parking lot, where I departed for home.

At home at last, my mind was definitely not at ease! I blew my brother every day, and checked my email, fearful of what I might recieve. Finally I recieve an email from James, advising me that Mr. Mitchel required my company from Friday at 5pm until Sunday afternoon at 4pm. I had to think creatively to come up with a cover story, and finally told my parents I was going to spend the weekend camping at a friend's house. I was relieved when they bought it.

On Friday afternoon I went to the bookstore parking lot, where James was waiting for me. He drove me to the local marina, where Mr. Mitchell kept his yacht. James took me on board and to a room below. A woman named Sarah greeted me and laid out some girl clothes for me to wear. She told me that she would help me get ready and assisted me in putting on the clothes, and then fitted me with a wig and did my makeup. I was surprised to look in the mirror and see that I looked just like a girl! This sure wasn't anything I wanted to do. Being a faggot was one thing, but I definitely wasn't a girl, but it seemed that I had no choice.

Once I was dressed, Sarah instructed me in how to walk as a girl. She said I was close, but she had an idea.

She showed me a silver butt plug with a blue jewel in its base. She lubed it up and told me to bend over. She pulled down my panties and pressed it into me. Then she told me to walk and make sure I could feel the plug moving in me. I did and it seemed to work.

Sarah told me that Mr. Mitchell and his guests would be arriving soon. She told me that I was to do my very best to act like a girl. Of course, everyone would know I was not, but I was to act the part just the same.

Sarah brought me to see Mr. Mitchell, who wanted to check me out. He told me walk for him, and I did my best, which appeared to satisfy him. He reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down, fondling my ass, and slipping a finger between my cheeks, touching the jeweled butt plug. He had me bend over and commented on how nice the plug looked in me.

He took my cock in his hand and fondled me to erection. "You will be serving a variety of men tonight, but if you do well, I promise you a really nice climax tonight," he said. He seemed like such a nice man I really wanted to do well for him.

He left, and instructed Sarah to bring me to meet the guests in 45 minutes. Sarah briefed me on what I would have to do. That included kissing the men and getting fucked by all of them. I found the idea of kissing a man disgusting, but I'd have to fake it. As far as fucking, I told Sarah that I was a virgin and didn't know how much I could take.

"I'm glad you told me," she said, "We'll have to dilate you so you can take it without pain or injury. You should enjoy being fucked and show that you love it." Sarah told me to bend over and she removed my butt plug.

Sarah stepped out and then returned with a tapered metal device with a knob on one end. She put lube on the tapered end and slipped it into me, telling me to relax and bear down as if I was taking a dump. I did and it entered me easily. She said it was set to one inch diameter but would crank it up. As she did, I felt myself stretching, but it didn't hurt.

"Now you are at one and three quarter inches," she said, "I'll have you hold it there for fifteen minutes and then I'll crank it further.

Later she expanded it to two inches, which hurt a little. After fifteen more minutes she cranked further, until I cried out. She stopped and said it was two and a quarter inches, which should be fine, since none of the guys were that thick.

Five minutes before she was to take me to see the guests, she removed the dilator. She explained that I would close back up but will open easily when I needed to.

Sarah led me to meet the guests, and I presented myself to each man in turn. They touched me, running their hands under my skirt, slipping multiple fingers into me, pleased that I could take them well. Each had me sit on their lap and kiss them while they fondled my cock.

After meeting each guest Mr. Mitchell directed me to remove my blouse and skirt, displaying myself in only bra and panties. The panties were thongs, so it showed off my cheeks prominently. Mr. Mitchell brought out a deck of cards and asked me to cut it. Then each of the guests drew a card, which determined their order for fucking me.

Now that it was all decided, I knelt before the first guest to fuck me and unzipped him, then took out his cock and sucked him to erection. He removed his pants and sat on a chair, and had me sit on his lap facing him, lowering me onto his cock. After being dilated, it went in easily and felt really nice. He bounced me up and down as Mike, the photographer got pictures of everything. The entire time the man was kissing me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I pretended my very best, disgusting as it was.

I then moved on the next guest, who had his pants off already and was fully hard. He had me lay over the end of a couch and pressed himself into me. He held my hips while he fucked me, pulling me close as he came, shooting his load deep inside me.

The third guest had his pants off and was lying on the floor with his cock standing up. He had me lower myself onto him and told me to ride his cock. I'd never done this before and wasn't sure I could make him cum that way. As I rode him, he played with my cock, which really aroused me. I did my best not to cum, knowing that Mr. Mitchell had something in mind for me later.

As I rode, the fourth guest stood with his feet on either side of the third guest and said he wanted me to suck him off. That I knew I could do well, and sucked him eagerly. I knew that I shouldn't suck him to completion until the third guest came, so I slowed down and just sucked him gently as I picked up the pace of my riding. Finally the third guest came, but asked me to stay there while I finished sucking the fourth guest. I did, and soon recieved my tasty reward. Mr. Mitchell told me I'd done well, and asked Sarah get me cleaned up and ready for bed.

Sarah led me to a nice bathroom and drew me a bath. After bathing she dried me off and told me to lay on the bed face down with my legs spread. She rubbed some soothing aloe lotion between my cheeks and inside me. "I'm sorry you lost your virginity in such an aggressive way," she said, "But this should make you feel better."

I thanked her. Sarah took me to Mr. Mitchell's bedroom and told me to get some sleep. I drifted off to sleep, awaiting Mr. Mitchell's arrival. When he did, he kissed me and said the only thing he wanted was for me to cum. He went down on me, and I could tell he really loved it. When I came he swallowed and then kissed me again. We drifted off to sleep.

For the next two days Mr. Mitchell invited many friends over to meet me, and I did my best to take good care of them, and Mr. Mitchell was pleased with my efforts.

On Sunday James returned me to the bookstore parking lot and I went home.

I continued to do whatever Mr. Mitchell wanted until I was eighteen, at which time he released me. I knew he liked me but was no longer the young boy he craved.

My life was shaped by that one-time indiscretion at the arcade. I could have led a more normal life if I'd stuck with just blowing my brother, but I'm not sure it would have been better. I certainly got a lot more cock than I would have otherwise!

  To be continued . . .

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