Group Service Part 4
Group Service Part 4
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work 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:
_After becoming addicted to cock, a young man turns to sucking groups, and his life is never the same.
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Private Glory Hole
M y next answer was from a guy who had a private glory hole but wasn't able to keep up with demand. He left a number which I called.
He explained that he had a glory hole in his garage which guys would visit in the evenings. The posted hours were 6pm through 9pm on Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays.
He said he got about a dozen guys each night, but his work hours changed and he now had to work nights but didn't want his customers to be left without service.
It sounded like a good fit for me, since I'd be done with sucking at the Adult Book Store by then and I had nothing more going on those evenings. I tentatively agreed and drove over to his house to get ready.
He showed me the glory hole, which had a nice pillow for kneeling. There was a bucket for spitting, which I had no intention of using, and a slot in the wall with a basket under it, that he said was for tips. He didn't charge but said nearly everyone left a tip. He told me I could keep all the tips.
Tips were usually five dollars, but occassionally he would only get a dollar, which he said made him feel like a cheap whore. I was used to sucking for free, so anything I got was a plus.
He gave me a key to his side garage door and asked that I lock up after each session. I agreed to start next Monday. He said he would email all his customers advising them that there would be a new sucker.
I arrived about fifteen minutes early on Monday and settled into the glory hole room. It wasn't yet six when the first cock came through the hole, which I eagerly began to suck. He had an especially long but skinny cock. I didn't usually deep throat, but this one seemed like it would be easy, so after running my tongue all over the head a I began to swallow, which really got him going.
Soon he was pumping in and out as fast as he could. I had never gotten control over my gag reflex, but he was down my throat and back out before I could gag much. While gagging wasn't a pleasant feeling, I did like the idea of being gagged by a cock!
Soon he pushed forward and held there as he came. That's when the gagging was most difficult, but I endured. He pulled out and left – it was a good blowjob for me, except that I didn't get to taste his cum – he shot right down my throat, but it was a very manly thing to do, and I was delighted to be on the receiving end. He left me a ten dollar tip.
There was a pause of a few minutes before the next guy came in. He had a short cock that only extended a few inches from the wall, but he had a nice mushroom head that I enjoyed exploring with my tongue. He was a very quick cummer, and left me a five dollar tip. It sure was an easy five dollars!
The next guy had to be at least eight inches long and very thick. If he were any thicker, we would need a bigger hole! I took all that I could into my mouth, and then stroked the shaft outside my mouth by hand. It was sort of a combination blowjob and handjob, but worked well for really big guys. I wished I could really deep throat, but I'd never be able to handle a cock that big in my throat. I sucked and stroked, and soon he rewarded me – first with his load, and then with a five dollar tip.
The next guy was pretty average, but gave me a very unexpected surprise. As soon as I took him into my mouth he began to piss. I'd never taken piss before and certainly would never have agreed to it, but as soon as I had a mouthful I began to swallow. I continued swallowing, not wanting it dripping out of my mouth and onto my clothes.
I don't know how much I swallowed, but it sure seemed to be a lot. When he stopped he thanked me and apologized if it was a surprise. He began to harden and I sucked him off, discovering that the taste of cum was a bit different after the piss.
He pulled out and left me a twenty dollar tip. For that much I'd swallow his piss all the time!
The rest of the evening kept me busy. I lost count but thought there had to be at least fifteen guys. Swallowing that many loads of cum was not problem, but combined with the piss I hoped there would be no problem. It turned out that it wasn't a problem. I counted my tips and was delighted that I'd received $95. That was great payment for doing what I loved!
The next two nights went well, with no pissing. It turned out that the pisser was only there once a week, or if he came more often, only pissed once a week. When he did, he continued to tip me twenty dollars, which made it fine with me.
As I thought more about it, I really began to look forward to the pisser. The one thing about cocksucking that I didn't like was that loads were so small, making me want to suck a lot more. The pisser gave me all I could handle, as fast as I could handle it, so I began to welcome each time.
At first I thought of piss drinking as degrading, but many would say my being a cumslut is degrading as well. Hell, I enjoyed it – what do I care about degrading.
I wondered how many loads of piss I could swallow, but realized that I could soon be severely overloaded, and a large volume might make me sick – after all, piss is filled with toxins the kidneys filter out. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that one piss-load a week was about right for me.
I sucked at the private glory hole for five weeks – then the guy who owned it resumed his previous schedule and wanted to go back to servicing. I thanked him for the opportunity.
"Did anyone piss in your mouth?" he asked.
"Yes, one guy did," I said.
"How did you react?" he asked.
"I swallowed it all," I said, "It was new to me, but I liked it."
"I know who that was," he said, "I don't swallow piss and he knows it – he must have decided to see if he could get away with it with you."
"If you want to give him my contact information," I offered. He said he would.
A few days later I got an email from the pisser, and I told him I'd be glad to service him in person. He agreed, and soon he became one of my regulars, coming by every Monday night. He liked it even better being able to watch me in action.
I continued to renew my posting, hoping to hear from more guys wanting group service.
To be continued . . .
Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)