High School Glory Hole (part 11)
A guy who is curious about sucking finds his curiosity satisfied when he encounters a glory hole — only to find that his life is forever changed! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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George's alarm clock rang, and I awoke with his cock in my mouth. It had become very natural for me to sleep with his cock in my mouth, and I loved being able to suck him to erection first thing in the day. Soon George rewarded my efforts and got up to shower. After breakfast we walked to the bus stop. Along the way George told me that he had some guys coming over after school and he had something special arranged, but wanted it to be a surprise, so I didn't press him for details.
In homeroom Tom smiled at me and said he'd see me later, so I eagerly awaited his text. About 9:30 it came, instructing me to meet him in the same boy's room as before. I got a bathroom pass from my teacher and set out. I entered the boy's room and went to the urinals in the back. Tom had his cock out and had stroked himself erect. I dropped to my knees and sucked him, thrilled to be sucking so openly. Tom pumped his hot seed into my mouth and I savored every drop of the manly taste. I held his load in my mouth as I returned to class and decided to see how long I could keep it there.
I sat in class, thinking about how I was the only one with a mouthful of cum, and feeling really proud of it. However, after about 15 minutes my saliva had diluted it, and I could no longer taste it. I swallowed, knowing that I'd get a lot more at lunch time.
At lunch time my teacher asked me to stay behind, having some questions about the homework assignment I'd turned in, so I was late in arriving at the glory hole. There were a lot of guys already there and impatiently waiting. I recognized many of them and they also knew me. I thought about just standing there like I was waiting as well, so I wouldn't give away my identity as the secret cocksucker, but then I'd waste the opportunity. Instead, I just pushed forward and entered the stall, as the guys applauded me. Soon I was sucking one after the other, swallowing as fast as I could. This time everyone thanked me and called me by my name. Now I was outed, but it was too late to change that. After lunch I returned to my classes. Some of the guys I'd just blown were in the class with me, and just smiled at me. I smiled back, and later gave them my cell number so they could arrange private meetings.
At the end of the day I talked with George on the bus ride home. He said that his friends would be coming over and I could blow them in the garage, but he had a kinky twist. He wanted me to wear a blindfold so the blowjobs would be anonymous. It was kind of like a glory hole except they would know who I was, but I had no idea who I was blowing.
We arrived home and George took me out to the garage and had me strap on some kneelers, like roofers wear to protect their knees. That made it comfortable to kneel on the hard garage floor and kept my knees clean. He handed me a blindfold, which I put on. I knelt there, eager for cock. George whispered to get ready and soon I felt a cock pressed to my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked. This was an incredible setting, knowing that I could be sucking nearly anyone, and they could see me but I couldn't see them. I sucked eagerly and the guy gave me his load, and said I was a really great cocksucker!
George complimented me as well and said there was another guy arriving soon, so I just held the load in my mouth and waited.
George told me when he arrived, so I swallowed and opened my mouth, inviting him in. "He's a fuckin' eager cocksucker, isn't he?" asked the guy, and George agreed. He took hold of my head and pumped in and out, face-fucking me. Occasionally he thrust deep, momentarily gagging me, but by now it was just a normal part of cocksucking to me. He shot his load into my mouth and then left, thanking me.
George told me there was one more guy, and he wanted it in private, so once I began to suck, George departed.
He was really thick and completely filled my mouth. I reached up to put my hands on his hips and found that his pants were apparently down, so I held his hips as I sucked, and began to move my hands back onto his hairy ass cheeks. I squeezed them as I pulled him to me and he began to shoot. He kept his cock in my mouth after he finished shooting and just stood there without moving. This seemed strange to me but sucking like this was entirely new to me.
Then he reached down and removed my blindfold. Looking up I was shocked to learn that I had just sucked off my dad!
"Now that's what I call getting caught in the act!" he said, looking me right in the eyes and chuckling. I was so embarrassed but didn't dare move! Was in in trouble? Finally he pulled out and told me to swallow. Then he told me to get in the car and we went for a ride.
As we drove Dad told me not to blame George. Dad had looked in on my bedroom and saw that I was missing. He checked George's room and discovered me sleeping between George's legs. He forced George to tell him about my sucking and set this up. "I never thought I'd have a cocksucker in the family, but since you are, I have some work for you," he said, "I'm not gonna even ask you how many cocks you've sucked, 'cause this clearly wasn't your first blowjob!"
I remained silent – what can you say in such a situation?
Dad told me that I'd be sucking him regularly as well as some of his friends, but the most important thing is to never let Mom know! I quickly agreed.
As we arrived home I said, "Dad, I'm really sorry."
"Don't be!" Dad returned, "I just wish I'd known sooner! You're a damn good cocksucker and you'll have lots of cum to swallow."
Knowing that Dad looked in on me at night, I went to sleep in my own bed that night. I hadn't been sleeping long when I awoke to Dad's cock pressed against my lips. I opened to receive him and tried to give him my very best blowjob – this being the first time I knowingly sucked my own dad! Soon he came, and as he pulled out, said, "Better go take care of George."
I got up and spent the rest of the night between George's legs.
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