M y name if Trent, a high school sophomore. When I was a freshman, I dreamt about sucking cock, but was afraid to try, not wanting my secret desire to be known. I was sure I could easily find someone to suck, but keeping my secret was an entirely different matter. I watched the online hookup postings and answered them occasionally, but got shut down when the learned my age.

Then one day I saw an interesting posting titled "Anonymous Cocksucker". It said they were looking for a few guys who would suck anonymously. That sounded perfect for me – I wondered how they did it. I suspected a glory hole or something similar. I answered the ad and got a promising response. They gave me a number to call, which I did.

They explained that I would be sucking people unknown to me and they wouldn't know who I was. It sounded almost too good to be true. I realized that I'd better tell them my age – if that disqualified me it would be better to know now. To my surprise they said they operated on a "don't ask, don't tell" policy, and I should simply keep it to myself. They asked if would be willing to audition for the job tomorrow and I agreed. They gave me the address and set an appointment for 4pm.

I arrived at the address, which was a plain door next to some small stores. There was a woman inside who said, "Hi there, I'm Jan – are you Trent?"

"Yes, I am," I said, "But how is this going to be anonymous if you know what I'm here for?"

"I'm the only one," she said, "And I'm not telling – that would be bad for business!"

"Okay," I said, "So how does this work?"

"Today is an audition, so I'll have you suck at a glory hole," she said, "I've lined up two guys for you – we'll see how you do."

"I, uh, didn't mean to mislead you," I said, "But I've never done this before."

"Never done a glory hole?" Jan responded, "It's really easy – you just kneel on a pillow and suck off any cock that comes through the hole."

"That's not what I mean," I clarified, "I've never sucked before." Jan frowned, and then thought about it.

"There's a first time for everything," she said, "Perhaps you are a natural – we'll see – just give every cock plenty of tongue action and keep your teeth off them. When they cum you may not like the taste, but make sure you swallow it and pretend you like it, even if you don't – got it?" I nodded, and Jan took me to the glory hole.

She opened the door to what looked like a closet. There was a slider door that covered a hole in the wall, and a pillow. I knelt on the pillow and Jan slid the door open, saying, "When the door is open a green light shines on the other side, meaning you are open for business. When the cock comes through you know what to do." She stepped out and closed the door behind me. In the dim light I could see the hole and not much else.

Then a cock came through and I took it into my mouth. I was a bit too eager and tried to take it all the way in and gagged, but then I backed off and began to move my tongue around. At last, I was sucking cock! It was even better than I expected. it felt so good in my mouth, like it belonged there! I wondered if perhaps I was one of those guys born to suck cock. It felt sure felt that way!

I really didn't know what I was doing, but I kept moving my tongue around, like Jan told me and soon the guy unloaded in my mouth. I had no idea what to expect, but I felt squirt after squirt of his hot load. It was really strong tasting – I wasn't sure I liked it, but I swallowed. I wasn't sure what to do next, so I just held the cock in my mouth until he pulled out.

The cum left a strange aftertaste from swallowing it, but I would soon grow accustomed to it. I knelt there wondering when the next cock would come through. After a few minutes it did, and I gave it the same attention I'd given the first. This guy was rather verbal, saying "Good cocksucker – that's it – keep doing that."

I did my best and soon he rewarded my efforts as well. His cum also tasted strong, but it seemed a little better than the first guy. I was about to get up when another cock came through the hole. I didn't expect that but wasn't about to pass up the opportunity. I sucked him as well and soon he also came. Another cock came through immediately afterward and I serviced him as well.

I heard the door open behind me and saw Jan standing there with a big smile. "You made it!" she said, "You did so well on the first two guys that the called our other two over as well – you're a real hit."

I sat down with Jan and she explained how their approach worked. Sometimes I'd be sucking at a glory hole. But other times blindfolds would be used, either for the guy I suck or myself. I said that didn't seem very reliable because the guy I suck could always remove the blindfold. Jan assured me that it would be secure because if anyone did, they would lose access to future blowjobs. There were other situations, but she assured me they were all secure. She said that a rep from her organization would always be on hand to ensure that the rules were followed.

"Okay," I said, "So what happens next?"

"I will be in touch with you, advising you of work," she returned, "Are you free Friday night from 9pm to 2am?"

"There is a bar that does strip acts on Friday nights," Jan explained, "They run a glory hole for horny patrons. You can work it if you like." I quickly agreed.

Jan said she would call the bar manager and told me to enter through the back door, since I didn't look like I was at least 21."

I found it a little amusing that I wasn't old enough to drink, but old enough to suck off a bunch of horny drunks. Of course I wasn't old enough for either, since I was under age and jail-bait. I was grateful to Jan for this wonderful opportunity.

On Friday night I arrived at the bar, entered through the back door and looked for the manager's office. He greeted me and said he was expecting me, and that I was highly recommended by Jan. He took me to the glory hole room, and showed me where the rest room was. There was a clock in the glory hole room. He told me that I was to work from the start of the hour until ten minutes until the next. I'd get a ten minute break.

"There's a bucket next to the pillow in case you need to spit," he said, "If it's a busy night you might be sucking 25 or more guys, and may not be able to swallow that much."

"I know you're just a kid," he said, "But would you like a beer to take the edge off?" I agreed and he brought be a can of beer, which I sipped until it was time to start work. As 9pm approached I took the beer into the glory hole room and set it next to the bucket. I got comfortable on the pillow and slid the glory hole door open. A guy was waiting and quickly slipped his cock through the hole. I sucked him eagerly, moving my tongue as I'd learned, and soon he came. I swallowed and he pulled out, only to be replaced by another, who I sucked in like manner. He also came quickly, so I concluded that the customers were all pretty horny and ready to cum almost as soon as they got to my mouth.

I had a steady stream of cocks to suck until I got to the nineth one, then there was a pause of nearly ten minutes. Then it picked up slightly until my first break. By then I'd sucked sixteen cocks, and swallowed every load. I thought about what the manager said about maybe not being able to swallow all the cum. Maybe some guys just couldn't take much – I expected to swallow every load given me, like a good cocksucker should.

I finished my beer on my break and got back into position, sliding the door open. A guy was ready and I sucked him to completion. After two more I began to have an odd feeling in my stomach. I didn't know what to make of it, but after I swallowed the next load I began to feel like I might throw up. While swallowing was always preferred over spitting, throwing up was definitely not a polite thing to do, so I spit the next few loads into a bucket. After that I swallowed if my stomach felt okay, but spit if it didn't. By the time my five hour shift was over I'd swallowed a lot of cum, but may have spit out as much. It seemed like a shame to waste all that cum, but puking was definitely out of the question.

I went to see the manager before leaving and he thanked me and asked if I could do one more. He unzipped and took out his cock. This was definitely not anonymous, but he already knew I was a cocksucker. I blew him and he thanked me after giving me a generous load which made my stomach queezy once again. I walked home with a belly full of cum, delighted at all the blowjobs I'd given, and thankful for Jan and her organization.

All the way home I was on the verge of throwing up, but I held it down. When I got home I went to bed right away, hoping the rest would settle my stomach.

The next day Jan called me and said the bar owner was really happy with my work, and wanted me back every Friday night if I was willing. I quickly agreed and got online and Googled "cum swallowing limits." I got more hits than I expected and learned that upset stomach from swallowing a large volume of cum was because their digestive systems simply weren't accustomed to so much. Each person has a limit, and I had reached mine last night, though I wasn't counting. I read that with practice, the limit would increase, and some people had reported no limit at all. That sounded very promising.

I decided that I would be sure to count how many loads I swallowed and each night try to go further. For the next three Fridays I kept track of how many loads I swallowed before feeling it, and then swallowing one or two more. By the fourth Friday I was able to swallow every load without ill effect, and from that time forward never reached a limit.

As the school year end approached, Jan contacted me and asked if I could do a graduation party. She said it would be more open than the glory hole work I'd been doing, but would still be anonymous. She explained that it would be an outdoor event in an enclosed back yard. I would have to be naked but would be wearing a ski mask, so nobody would be able to identify me. It sounded really kinky, and the idea of being naked around a group of clothed guys excited me, and I quickly agreed. Jan explained that a large number of guys were expected, but they would be arriving and departing over that time.

I arrived on Saturday around noon wearing the ski mask and was told that people would begin to arrive soon. I undressed, and was taken to a place in the back yard behind a portable screen. I was told that there may be some girls attending and didn't want them to see the blowjobs going on. It kind of added to the excitement knowing that I'd be sucking off guys while girls were nearby.

I didn't have long to wait before the first blowjob candidates arrived. I knelt on a pillow on the ground and sucked one after the other, each time continuing to hold them in my mouth until they decided to pull out. Soon a suck line formed, and I was thrilled to know there were so many guys wanting my mouth. They were all very aroused, already hard before they entered my mouth, and only taking a few minutes to cum. It was wonderful to receive load after hot load of their seed.

"What's going on here?" I heard a girl ask. Some of the guys got nervous with a girl looking on.

"This is a guy thing," said one of them. The girl approached him and took hold of his cock.

"This sure feels like a guy thing," she said. The guy had nothing to say, but simply submitted to her handling him as he moved toward me through the suck line. By the time he got to me he was so aroused that he came as soon as he entered my mouth.

I didn't recognize the girl, but she tried to discover my identity, and asked, "Who is this guy – I gotta know who would suck so willingly."

I feared that my identity would be exposed, but one of the guys came to my defense, saying, "He has to stay anonymous – it's part of the deal."

With that she took a different approach and knelt next to me and began to stroke my cock. I was already hard, so everyone could clearly see that sucking really aroused me. I continued to suck and the guys continued to cum. I really didn't want to cum, because I usually lost my desire to suck when I did, but the combination of the girl stroking me and cocks unloading in my mouth were just too much for me to resist, and soon I shot my load on the ground.

As I expected, I lost my desire to suck, but I had a job to do and knew I couldn't just stop, so I continued. I had never sucked after cumming, and this was an entirely new experience for me. Until now, my mind would be in an aroused fog as I sucked, but now that I'd cum my mind was crystal clear. In this state of mental clarity I realized that I was doing what many guys considered despicable. Realizing the hundreds of blowjobs I'd given by now I had become a real cumslut. I'd be so ashamed if my mother ever found out. But I had to continue, so I pushed past the shame I felt.

Once the shame was behind me I realized that the sucking was now much more vivid to me, and I was actually liking it even more. The loads tasted stronger as well. I'd lost count of the number of cocks I'd sucked, but it had to be over a couple dozen.

The line was shorter now, but there were still a few waiting their turn. Then I heard other girl's voices and one of them said, "We heard there was something special going on here and just had to see for ourselves."

I couldn't tell for sure, but there seemed to be three or four girls. I'd be terribly embarrassed if they knew who I was, but sucking anonymously with girls watching was kind of hot. Unfortunately the line didn't grow with them present – perhaps guys were a bit timid about joining in while they watched. In a few minutes I was blowing the last guy, and when he finished and stepped back, I just knelt there naked before the girls.

"Who are you?" asked one girl, "It's okay, you can tell us."

"This is supposed to be anonymous," I said, "That's part of the agreement."

One girl approached and said, "I never agreed to that!" She took hold of the ski mask and peeled it off.

I was fully exposed now and felt completely vulnerable. I looked at the girls and fortunately didn't recognize any of them – if they were all strangers than my secret was safe. Then I locked eyes with a girl I knew – Cassie, who had been in my classes at school. She smiled at me – I wasn't sure if it was a friendly smile or an acknowledgement that she "got me."

I was really surprised to be exposed like this, and must have looked the part – the girls began to giggle and I probably blushed red. I was suddenly filled with panic and knew I had to get out of there. I got up and got dressed. I put the ski mask back on, hoping nobody else I knew would recognize me. Before I left I found the host and told him what had happened. He apologized and said the girls weren't even supposed to be anywhere nearby and thanked me for my service.

I hurried home and called Jan to tell her what had happened. She apologized and said this had never happened before, but she would understand it I wanted only more secure engagements in the future. I told her I would and then began to consider how I could do damage control with Cassie. I knew where she lived and decided to drop in on her. She was completely surprised by my visit and suggested that we take a walk around the block so we could talk in privacy.

"I guess we were both pretty surprised by what happened today," she began.

"It was something I was assured would never happen," I agreed.

"May I ask you a couple questions?" Cassie said.

"You might as well," I responded, "My deepest secret has been revealed to you."

"You must feel really vulnerable," she said, "Did anyone else you know see your face?"

"I think you are the only one," I said, "Please Cassie, don't tell anyone else."

"I suppose I could blackmail you," she said, "But I won't – but I would appreciate your help with something."

"Name it," I said, hopefully.

"I know boys seem to be horny all the time and are always trying to get girls to help them cum," she said, "I want to learn how I can make a boy cum without giving up my virginity or doing anything I don't want to do – would you teach me how to do a handjob?"

I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed. Cassie hadn't seen the other girl jack me off, so I'd have to explain a little, but had no doubt she could get me off quite easily.

I thanked Cassie, and we agreed to meet tomorrow when her parents would be gone, and we could be alone.

The next day went well – Cassie seemed to enjoy handling me and squealed when I shot my load. She said she really enjoyed doing it and said she wanted to get more practice. I agreed that we could do it whenever we could arrange to meet.

It turned out that my being exposed to Cassie was a real blessing. She soon became my girlfriend and was really interested in my sucking and wanted to watch me do it, without exposing my secret. We came up with a plan where we would go to the other side of town where kids from the other high school hung out. She would approach guys and offer them blowjobs. At first they thought she was going to do it, but when she brought them to where I was, typically behind a dumpster or hedge they knew differently. Some protested, and occassionally one would refuse, but most went along with it. Some insisted on kissing her or feeling her while I sucked them, but we all had a good time.

We've been together for several years and have come up with some creative ways for me to suck in secrecy – often using the same ski mask from my exposure. Cassie especially liked to finger herself off watching me suck, and I really enjoyed her watching me.

By now I must have given over a thousand blowjobs and swallowed over a gallon of cum, and never thought I'd have a normal relationship with a girl. Well, it's with a girl, though not exactly normal!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)