Addicted to Cock Part 8
Addicted to Cock Part 8
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for an 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:
_A closeted married guy can't stop thinking about cock. Soon after his first blowjob he finds that he is addicted, and under the control of a dom will undergo almost any humiliation to get cock! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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As I left the men's room, Tina greeted me, asking me if I was enjoying myself. I told her that I was, but would really like to have another one of her drinks on a future visit. She told me that I could come in any time she was working and just ask her for "the usual".
She smiled at me as I returned to the table. The guys slid out to let me back in, and I saw that there were two filled mugs waiting for me.
Tina came by to check on us, seeing that the pitchers were empty. The guys told her they were fine, and just waiting for me to finish. Tina looked right at me and said, "You're doing really well – some guys would be puking their guts out by now."
The guys were pretty drunk as I finished the last mug. The driver handed me the keys and said, "You drive – even though you had more to drink than we did, you had the low alcohol drink."
I had to make another stop in the men's room before we left. I emptied my bladder but still had a very full belly, which I hoped would not give me trouble.
I drove each of the guys to their homes and finally took the driver to his home. He had called Bill on his cell phone to come to get me. When we arrived at the driver's home he said he need to piss, and I dropped to my knees as he took out his cock. I couldn't get his cock in my mouth soon enough before he started to piss. He must have had a full bladder because he pissed really fast – I almost couldn't swallow, but I was able to keep up. After I finished he told me to continue to suck his cock.
"I'm too drunk to cum," he said, "but it sure feels good – just keep sucking until Bill arrives."
I knelt there sucking him in his driveway in darkness until Bill pulled it, shining his headlights on me. I quickly got up and the driver zipped up.
"How you doing?" Bill asked me.
"I'm really full," I said, "but I've been able to keep up."
"Good thing we gave you some practice," Bill said, "You going to be able to keep it down?"
"I think so," I said.
Bill took be back to his place where I brushed my teeth and washed my face, so I could go home without arousing my wife's suspicion.
I went home and went right to bed, but was up every few hours pissing.
The next few days I blew my regulars, but jacked off before meeting with them. Thanks to Bill, I was really starting to like the idea of blowing them without being aroused. It's difficult to describe what a difference it makes, but it just felt especially kinky knowing that I was blowing them fully conscious of what I was doing, not intoxicated with arousal.
I stopped in the bar and asked for Tina. They told me that her shift was later in the day and I said I would return then. When I returned she smiled at me and asked, "The usual?"
I nodded and asked if I could buy her a drink. She said they weren't supposed to sit with customers, but tonight she was in charge, so nobody would make a fuss about it. She seated me at a booth and told me it would take a few minutes to get my drink.
I waited for her, not sure where I could take this, but hopeful.
In a few minutes Tina arrived with my drink and a scotch for herself. I sipped her piss and said, "Just as good as the other night."
"You did really well the other night," Tina said, "How long have you been at it?"
"Only a few weeks," I said, "but I really like the way you've spiced things up."
"So why are you here?" she asked, "Besides another drink of my pee."
"Your offer of another drink intrigued me," I said, "but I also wanted to get to know you a little."
"I thought that because you are Bill's sub that you would be gay," Tina said.
"Well I am a cocksucker, but I like women too," I replied.
"So what would you like to know about me?" asked Tina.
"Well, what are you into, besides feeding me your pee?" I inquired.
"This wouldn't be of interest to you because you already suck," explained Tina, "But I turn men into suckers."
"You turn straight men gay?" I asked.
"Some are straight, but some already want to suck, but don't know it yet." Tina continued.
"How do they come to you?" I asked.
"They are mainly sent by their wives," said Tina, "Some because their wives want to watch them suck, and some for punishment."
"Punishment?" I queried.
"Yes, for men whose wife catches them cheating," Tina said, "Making them a cocksucker if far worse than divorcing them."
"My son and two daughters help me," she went on, "sex is not taboo in our house."
"Once you make them a cocksucker, how does their wife still keep them under control?" I asked.
"Each guy gets a graduation party where he jacks off while sucking a group of men," said Tina, "We make a video which is posted online and given to the wife. So far every one of the men I train is well-behaved."
"I get off at eight," she said, "Why don't to come by my house then?"
I agreed to come back at eight, finished my drink and left.
I came back at eight and followed Tina to her home. We went in and she introduced me to her son, Mark, and daughters Beth and Sara.
"Is Jim here for training?" asked Beth.
"No, Jim is gay," answered Tina.
"That's great!" said Sara as the girls smiled at each other. Beth reached for my zipper and pulled it down to my surprise.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)