John looked so adorable curled up in a nude ball in front of the blaze. I couldn't bring myself to wake, but I did need to take off so I left a liitle note next to his phone "Thanks for being nonjudgmental..Stay in touch..Wink". I gathered my gear, loaded it up and made it home in pretty good time. I considered a quick stop at the package store, but it was Saturday and there would most likely be a crowd roaming around town. I hadn't heard a thing from Jess in almost a week, so I shot her a quick text.
"How's the trip?..Miss ya?" I sent.
Jess was one of those never set the phone down types, so after a couple of hours passed with no reply I tried again.
"Jess you alright?..isn't like you to not reply in under 12 seconds..LOL" I texted her.
"Trav told me what you did..So let's just say I'm not real happy with you" She responded.
I wasn't gonna admit to anything and Jess can be a real bitch, so the littlest fucking thing usually pissed her off.
"What?...What did I fucking do?" I replied.
"Really?...You gonna deny it?" Jess replied.
"Sorry, but I'm not real sure what your talking about" I answered.
"Trav told me everything...you can give up the fucking act...I should have never told you he was hung...Clearly a big mistake on my part" She sent.
"I'm still kind of lost here????" I replied sticking to my game plan, admit nothing!"
Than a lengthy text came back "After you got my boyfriend drunk enough to pass out you fucking blew him...Does that jog your damned memory...Oh and let me tell you something you might not know... If your gonna suck off a sleeping guy it would be smart to not leave his shorts around his ankles he's gonna figure shit out in the morning dummy...I fucking told you the party was off..What the hell were you even doing there?" Jess sent.
"That's bullshit...Trav asked me to come up early...He planned the whole fucking thing..I'm the victim here..I didn't want to suck my best friends boyfriends dick he made me do it..I'm so sorry..I wanted to tell you, but how?" I replied.
"No I'm sorry..I'm sorry I don't believe your predicatble pathetic lies..Fuck off" Jess sent back.
I was fucking pissed and sent Big Trav a text "Really..Is that what fucking happened?"
"Leave me alone before I call the cops" He texted.
That didn't sound like Trav and most likely came from Jess, she's a bit of a drama queen so it fit perfectly. Perhaps another time might be better to finish this conversation. I scrolled through my messages looking for anything I may missed while I was occupied and i came across the unknowns from yesterday.
I read the first again "Where ya at gay boy?"
My curiousity was getting the best of me, so I answered "I'm at home..Where did you get this number?..Who is this?" I sent.
"About fucking time bitch..You know where I got your number..And don't fucking worry about who the fuck this is" He sent.
"Do I know you?..can you at least tell me that? I asked.
"I guess maybe you used to know me, but it's been a few years... I hear you've learned a new skill or two Chris?" He answered.
I was thinking he was probably Tyler, but I couldn't lay my cards on the table just yet "I don't know what you've heard, but I'd be willing to bet they're a bunch of lies by people with nothing better to do." I sent him.
"My bro's wouldn't lie about anything so fucking critically important to our existense" He replied.
I played along with his little game "Guys tend to stretch the true...How did I used to know you?" I sent.
"I've known these fucking guys for most my life and if they tell me your nursed thier cocks..Than you fucking nursed thier fucking cocks" He answered.
"Lets assume for a minute it's true...How the fuck would that be so fucking critically important to anyones existense?" I asked.
"Alphas need drained regularly..I'm thinking you've come to understand that simple fucking fact of life, so when we hear about a possible new outlet for our demands...We tend to line-up" He replied.
"Sounds like your not getting blown at home..Huh?" I asked.
"Would I be texting back and forth with some fucking queer if I were?..Fucking duh" He asked.
"Geez...seems to be alot of that going around..LOl" I answered feeling clever.
"They keep a guy happy until they don't..After a couple of kids everything changes." He replied.
"Sorry to hear that" I replied.
"Not as sorry as I fucking am." He answered.
I kind of the liked the little game we were playing and decided to just keep it going "Kyle?" I guessed a random name.
"Nope..Does it really fucking matter who I might be?" He sent back in response.
"Well..I'd like to know..forgive me for being curious" I answered.
"5'8" 165lbs, blonde, fucking hot and HUNG." He sent.
I knew forsure exactly who I was chatting with. That description fit Tyler pretty well as I remember and although I haven't seen him up close recently I have seen him around town.
"Sounds sexy" I sent.
"I've heard all about your cabin visits, but I ain't got time sneak up there.. So WHEN?" He asked.
"When what?" I asked.
"When you got time for some cock worshipping queer?...Fucking duh" He sent back quickly.
"I don't recollect telling you I would..So forgive me if I can't read your mind" I answered.
"WHEN?" Was all he replied.
"I don't think this is such a good idea..It would set my mind at ease if I knew who you were...I don't think I'm being unreasonable" I responded.
"Blah..Blah..WHEN?" He sent.
"Let me get back to you some other time" I answered.
"Nope not good enough..Fucking WHEN?" He texted.
"I'm pretty busy the next few weeks..So I don't know WHEN" I replied.
I did want to take care of Tyler's needs, but I also need to care for my growing reputation. Maybe if I layed low for a few weeks things might get back to normal. This is a prrety small town and couldn't imagine a way my recent activities might get to my folks, but I also couldn't have imagined sucking one guys cock would have made me so fucking popular either. I needed to exhibit a little self control and just keep to myself.
"Well...if your to busy I guess I understand...I'll have to find something else to stick my 8.5 inches in" he sent.
I replied quickly "Really??...When would work for you..My schedule is wide fucking open."
"I fucking knew that little stat would bring you around" He sent back.
"Show me a pic of that big hose?" I asked.
"Not a chance..forget it gay boy..no fucking pictures..believe me gonna fucking love it" He replied.
"WHEN?" I asked him.
"I fucking knew a queer wouldn't let some big meat get away...Keep your phone handy I'll be in touch soon." He texted.
"109 South St. apt 4..I'll be home all day" I sent him.
"I'm not gonna be seen knocking on some faggots door..forget it..I'll be in touch" He texted.
"I could meet you somewhere?..anywhere?" I sent quickly.
"Your new eagerness has me all hard and I'd fucking love some head right this minute, but I have my kids...So I'll be in touch" He responded.
"I won't set my phone down til I hear from you" I sent him.
"Wow..A few minutes ago you were busy for weeks and now your all gung ho...My wife get home from work around 9:30pm and unless by some fucking miracle she puts out you'll be hearing from me...Later" He texted.
I always suspected Tyler was large where it really counted. One hot summer day when he was at my folks house waiting for my sister to get home his buldged shorts suggested big contents. I remember it like it was yesterday, He had to make constant adjustments to stay retained to his underwear. I was almost sure I'd gotten caught scoping him out, but I wasn't out then and thought I had the entire world fooled about any possible gayness on my part. Now after reading what he shared with his buddies I doubt I had anyone duped. The afternoon passed by slowly. I bet I looked at the clock 220 times, but it was finally after 9pm. I clutched my phone and prayed Tyler's wife was exhausted from a long days work. Could my prayers be answered "Ding".
"It's your lucky day queer..My wife's a cunt...Behind the highschool..Black suv..15 minutes" He texted.
"I'll be there" I answered.
"Of course you will" He sent.
I pulled around the school gym and drove in to the darkness. A quick flash from some headlights over by the ball court excited me. I parked a good distance away from where Tyler was mostly likely parked and walked catiously toward the vehicle. I passed under the last parking lot light and treked in to nightfall. The vehicle parked far in the back corner was obviously black and cloaked in darkness. I found my way to the driver's side window and tapped on the tinted black glass. Surprisingly the the back window rolled down.
"Get in the other side" A voice came from the murk.
I pulled open the door and expected some kind of light would have been triggered, but nothing total darkness "Hello?..Tyler?" I said.
"So you figured me out did ya?..Get the fuck in and close that door quietly..I don't really feel like getting interrupted while my cock is stuffed down your windpipe." He ordered.
I carefully pulled the door clsed and sat anxiuosly awaiting some eminent instructions.
"I gotta know..remember that day we hung out while I waited for your Sis...You wanted to suck me off didn't you?" He asked.
"Was I that obvious.. I thought I had my secret hid pretty well" I answered.
"I suspected, but my cock knew for sure and spent the afternoon trying to get your attention" He said laughing.
"I remember clearly..Your snake made several attempts to escape it's cage..You had to keep stuffing him back in" I said.
"I fucking knew I could gotten blown that day" Tyler said.
"Yup...and you would have been my first" I said.
I looked in Tyler's direction as he lit a cigarrette, The glow illuminated his handsome face and naked from the waist down body. I couldn't see his pole clearly, but his available hand stroked at it. I was nervously quiet.
"Tyler?" I asked
" Let that be the last time my name ever leaves your fucking mouth" He demanded.
"I'm sorry." I said.
"What the hell are you sorry about?..I don't need you sorry..I need you hungry" He stated.
"I am hungry..That's why I'm here" I answered.
"Hungry for what?" He asked.
"We already talked about all this..You know why were both here" I replied.
"I wanna hear you say the words queer" Tyler ordered.
"Cock..." I said.
"You like big shit?..Don't ya queer?" He asked.
"I do..I love big dick" I responded.
"Your gonna love this big pipe I got for ya" He said as he took a big drag.
My eyes had adjusted to darkened back seat of Tyler Suburban and I could make out a hand jerking his sizable cock.
"I could take care of that for ya..Ya know" I said as my fag brain took over.
"I bet you could...You'd love to suck this big cock wouldn't ya?" He asked lighting up his jumk with a lighter.
A spectacular fat 8.5 inch prick stood straight up from his lap. I watched an index finger load up the escaping gizz and my eyes followed it til it found my open mouth. I was only to eager to eat Tyler's salty pre-cum.
"You queers really need this shit..Don't ya?" He asked.
"I can't speak for every queer, but I want and fucking need your seed" Said my fag brain.
Tyler's finger vacated my mouth and his hand made way to the back of my head "Would you say nut is a necessary part of your exitense queer?"
"Yes" I answered.
"Well then get that fucking seed queer" Tyler ordered pushing my face in to his lap.
My tongue found his cock slit and quickly lapped up his oozing nectar and I took his helmet in my mouth, locked my lips around it and began to work him in to my trachea. The angle wasn't quite right for what I had planned.
"There you go queer..Draw that fucking nut out" He said pushing my head down on himself.
Tyler's meat was all he promised, a nice thick 8.5 incher. I bobbed up and down, but I was afraid my current vantage point limited my efforts and the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint. My knees found the carpeted floor and I tried desperately to wiggle my way between his legs.
"Is there a fucking problem?..This big cock should be lining your queer throat..Maybe the guys did exaggerate a bit about your technique" He asked.
"If I could get between your legs...I can do better" I answred him.
"Oh I see...You need unrestricted access to deliver the expect head I've heard so fucking much about... do ya?" He asked.
"Please" I replied quickly.
"Fucking duck" He said and his right leg swung over my head and stretched out on the bench seat.
"That work for ya queer? He asked.
"Absolutley" I said just as my mouth found his meat again.
I really wanted impress him so my first pass had his pole buried and my nose submerged in his pubes.
"Fuck queer that's intense..Suck that big cock" He said resting his back against the door.
Tyler's pole was a cocksuckers dream long, thick and hard, but still had some flexabilty. I'd gotten pretty good by this point and my chin rested on his hairy sack with little struggle.
"I knew you'd be throating my cock one day...Your sister thought you'd be gay and when I was around you my cock seemed to agree...Suck queer" He said.
"MMMM...HMMM" I mumbled.
"Nurse that big dick" He stated.
I swallowed his pipe slowly enjoying every inch as it went down, coming off for air and to lick his nut sack I stroked his pole.
"That's right queer what your after is in those nuts...Now get back on that dick" He said.
I was eager to satisfy and immediately had him lodged in my windpipe. I massaged the head with my throat.
"Deepthroat that fucking shit queer...Deepthroat...throat...that...fucking...cock...Yes" He said slowly.
I did just as he requested and held his entire length down my throat. I looked up when he lit another smoke.
"What the fuck you looking at...Focus on that cock queer" He said exhaling.
I could feel his pole widen in my throat and my head bobbed and weaved on the hot 8.5 inch piece.
"You could have been sucking this cock for 3 years now. All you had to do was offer that day" Tyler said.
I came off his pipe to answer "I was to shy in those days, but if you had whipped out this fucker I'd have been on it" I said just before sending his shaft back down.
"I can see that shyness is completely fucking gone now...You look like one of the bottle fed calves at the farm..How sweet of you queer...Suck" He said.
I blew Tyler for another 10 minutes before the first shot was fired.
"Here comes your payment queer" He said as his hot gizz hit the back of my mouth.
"feed on that fucking nut queer" He ordered unleashing another torrent of spunk.
I happily put Tyler's juice down my gullet and continued sucking him til he went soft.
"That was fucking perfect Tay...I get what I need and so do you queer" He said putting his sweats back on.
"Thank you Tyler" I said sitting back on the bench seat and wiping my mouth on a sleeve.
"What I fucking tell you about my name queer..It's doesn't come out of your mouth or this won't be cumming it again" He said stuffing his junk in to his his pants.
"Sorry...It won't happen again" I replied.
"I expect you here every Monday night 10pm or I'll be talking to your sister...Now get the fuck out queer" He ordered.
I climbed out of Tyler backseat and began the walk of shame towards my piece of shit. Tyler drove past me nearly running my ass down and after quick double tap on the horn he was gone.
To be continued......