Into the Woods (part 13)
This story was inspired by the real life experiences of a deceased friend. There was a woods near him that he called the "rape woods", where he would go and be gang banged. This is a work of fiction, dedicated to my friend Phil.
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It was Thursday night – my time to work the glory hole. I arrived at the Starlight Club at 7:30pm as directed. My three hour shift would run from 8pm to 11pm, when most of the horny customers would need servicing. Mr. Simmons took me to the glory hole booth, where another volunteer had been servicing during the lighter volume period now coming to an end.
Mr. Simmons opened the door, revealing a naked man sucking at the hole. "You can keep your clothes on or remove them, as you choose. Matt here (the guy who was sucking) doesn't like to swallow, so he spits. I'll bring you a fresh bucket in case you want it. You said you like to swallow, but you might change your mind after a few dozen loads, but it's up to you.
I noticed a clear plastic box that caught the tips. I only saw a few $5 bills in it, so either there hadn't been much going on, or Matt wasn't very good. I resolved to do better.
I watched as Matt sucked the last few cocks of his shift. He closed the hole, with a sign that said, "Shift Change – we'll re-open at 8:00pm.
Matt stood up, sporting a full boner, and I asked if he would like a blowjob. That surprised him, but he agreed. I dropped to my knees and began to suck him. He was already fully aroused, and it didn't take much to finish him off. He blasted his load into my mouth and I quickly swallowed. "Thanks Bill," he said, "have a good shift."
Matt collected his tips. I decided that I would enjoy it more naked, so I undressed. Matt and Mr. Simmons left, closing the door behind them. I knelt before the hole, looking down at the spit bucket, which I hoped it would not be needed. At an earlier time I would throw up after swallowing more than a dozen loads, but since then was able to keep going. I didn't know if I had a limit now, and hoped I wouldn't find out.
I opened the glory hole door and the first cock emerged. It was long and skinny, cut, with a rather pointed head. He was perhaps 7" long, but I would know once I took him into my mouth. I knew that 7" would go all the way to the back of my throat, and he did, and then a little more. He wasn't long enough to deep throat, but would just begin to go down if all the way in.
I took him in as far as I could, and he responded wonderfully. After just a few minutes he was pumping his hot load into my mouth. I pulled back so he could shoot into the front of my mouth, so I could taste it fully.
He pulled out and left. Almost immediately another came through the hole. This one was a little thicker but not as long. He was uncut, but the foreskin was pulled most of the way back because he was nearly fully erect. I took him into my mouth and directed my tongue to the head, more sensitive on uncut cocks. My attentions caused him to become more erect, so the entire head was exposed, giving me more to work with. I ran my tongue around it and back, pausing for extra attention just under the head, where it was most sensitive. I continued working on his head, and soon he deposited his warm seed onto my tongue. He pulled out and the next cock came to me.
It was about the same length, but had a very large "mushroom" head. The head nearly filled my mouth, and my tongue circled the big ridge of the head. I pumped my head back and forth to give him more contact with my mouth. I wiggled my tongue back and forth as I moved up and down his cock. I could feel him begin to quiver, which might be a clue that he was close to cumming. I worked his cock harder and he blasted his load – a higher volume than any of the others. I quickly swallowed and he pulled out. The next one was long and thick. It was just too big to suck in the traditional manner. I took the head and part of the shaft in, and stroked the shaft with my hand. I wished I could have deep throated him, but this monster cock was just too big for that. No matter, I would make him cum anyway. I gave the head as much tongue action as I could. After a few minutes he came. It was a small load, but very strong tasting. I swallowed as he pulled out.
I continued sucking, giving every cock my best efforts. There was a 10 minute rest brake after 90 minutes, which I really welcomed. As much as I love cocksucking, it was difficult to suck so many of them. I hoped that I could continue to do good work until the end of my shift. At the break I had lost count of how many blowjobs I had given – it seemed like a couple of dozen so far. The bills in my tip box were piling up, but I could not tell how many. Well, no matter, I'll do my best for whatever may come through the glory hole.
I continued to suck cock after cock until the end of my shift. It seemed that there was a tip for every blowjob, so I supposed that they liked my work. So far I had swallowed every load with no lasting ill effect. I did have a little bit of stomach queasiness, but that passed.
At the end of the shift Mr. Simmons opened the door and I closed the glory hole. "Nothing in the spit bucket – you swallowed it all?" I nodded as got dressed. I collected my tips and put stuffed them into my pockets.
"You did really well – the customers loved your work – I'd be glad to have you here every night!" Mr. Simmons said.
"Thanks," I responded, "but for now one night a week is fine. After next Thursday I'll let you know if I can pick up an additional day."
"Fair enough," he said, "just let me know."
I left and returned home. Before I went to bed I counted my tips and found there was $190, which equates to 38 blowjobs. I had swallowed a lot of cum that day!
In bed I jacked off, adding my load to Matt's and the 38, totalling 40 for the day.
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