The Deal (part 5)
When a horny high school kid makes a deal with a girl to see her tits, he has no idea where the deal will take him. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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The next day Jimmy rode with me on the school bus. He asked, "how did that sheet work for you yesterday?"
I was a little surprised that he knew, but by now I realized that Marsha told Jimmy nearly everything.
"It was pretty good," I said, "kind of kinky, but I liked it."
Jimmy smiled and continued, "you really are becoming the natural cocksucker you were born to be – how would you like to suck a group of guys in that way?"
"How would that work?" I asked, "multiple holes?"
"No," explained Jimmy, "a group of guys just take their turn at the hole – sometimes they line up for it. It's really not a new idea – it's called a Glory Hole."
"I'll have to think about that," I said, "but that wouldn't work out so well in Marsha's bedrooom."
"No," Jimmy said, "maybe in a garage or basement – think about it and let me know if you want to do it."
At school I looked at Marsha in a whole new way. I had felt bitter about how she had tricked me, but now I really liked the way it was working out. I didn't like the way she told all her friends, but that opened me up to more opportunity. I just hoped they could keep my secret.
At lunch time Tina sat with me again and said that she was glad that the sheet worked. "Did you like blowing my boyfriend?" she asked.
"I enjoyed it," I responded, "but didn't even know who he was."
"Is that important?" Tina asked, "he doesn't know who you are."
"That's true," I agreed, "does he go to school here?"
"No," said Tina, "he's a college guy."
"So how is all this going to work," I asked, "with all your friends and their periods?"
"We've discussed that and agreed that they would contact you when their period begins and work out when to get together. I'll send you an email with their addresses."
"Do you think you can keep up with all this?" she asked.
"I should be, unless they want me to do it at the same time." I replied.
"We'll work it out," said Tina, "we really do appreciate what you do."
"Really?" I responded, "I thought you would look down on me."
"We love our boyfriends," Tina explained, "but they want sex all the time, and that can be a nuisance."
"All guys are horny most of the time," I agreed, "would there be other times you would need my service?"
"Hmmm," said Tina, "good thought – our boyfriends seem to want it every day, but we don't. I'll have to discuss it with my friends."
After lunch I went back to I thought about what Jimmy said this morning. What if there was a place any guy could go to when they needed a blowjob – sort of a public glory hole?
After school I went to Marsha's house to blow Jimmy. I got undressed in anticipation. Marsha told me that her period would be over but her friend Meagan would need me tomorrow – she would talk to me at school.
Jimmy arrived and I joyfully sucked him and climaxed while doing so. I knew that I could still jack off while sucking behind the sheet, but nobody would see me doing so. I realized that while jacking off was an extremely private thing for most of my life, it was wonderful to do it for an audience.
Well, at least I'll be sucking a lot of guys, but would look forward to Marsha and Jimmy for one week a month.
Jimmy and I left together and I told him that I really liked the glory hole idea and wondered if there was a way it could be public, so any guy who needed it could use it.
Jimmy thought it was a good idea, and he would think about it. Meanwhile he had something he wanted to try, and would let me know.
The next day Meagan had lunch with me. She was a short thin Asian girl with nicely shaped small breasts. She wasn't a beauty queen, but was definitely pretty. Her long black hair draped over her shoulders.
"I'm kind of nervous about this," she said, "but I'm really grateful for what you do."
"Really?" I responded, "I didn't expect that."
"Well, guys really pressure their girlfriends for sex, and sometimes it's just too much," she explained.
"I gave a blowjob once to Brad and really hated it – I nearly threw up when he came in my mouth!" she continued.
Remembering my first time and how vile the taste was, I responded, "It is kind of an acquired taste."
"Well, I don't know how you acquired the taste, but I'm glad you did," she responded.
"When do you want me to come over?" I asked.
"My mother has a church meeting to go to tonight, so if you could stop by at 7 that would be great," she replied, "I'm not very tall, and will need your help in setting up the sheet."
I agreed and we went to our afternoon classes.
I thought about Meagan all afternoon. While my obsession for Marsha's titties got me into this, now I found myself thinking about Meagan's small, but shapely titties.
I went home after school, anticipating Brad's cock. Brad went to my school, so I knew him, but had never seen his cock – that would change tonight. I imagined Brad standing at the sheet while I blew him – without him having any idea who was doing it. I decided to make a point of talking to Brad tomorrow, then knowing his cock intimately.
I got through dinner and walked to Meagan's, seeing her mother drive away as I approached. I knocked on the door and Meagan welcomed me.
She took me into her finished basement and to a bathroom. "This is where we'll mount the sheet," she said, "but I can't reach to the top, so I need your help."
She unfolded the sheet and I pinned it to the top and along one side. I showed her where to pin the sheet on the other side once I was inside.
Meagan got me a cola and we sat down to wait.
"I hope this goes well," she said, "I'm still nervous about this – are you?"
"Only a little," I admitted.
"Of course not," Meagan said, "you do this all the time!"
"Actually I'm pretty new to this," I said, "but do enjoy my work."
Meagan looked so pretty that I just couldn't stop staring at her. I didn't want to offend her, but couldn't resist asking, "Meagan, would you show me your titties?"
"Sure," she said, "you deserve to see." She took off her blouse and bra, displaying her perfectly shaped small breasts.
Noting my interest, Meagan smile and said, "They are not really big."
"But they are beautiful!" I shot back.
"You can touch them if you want," she said.
I approached and put my hands on her lovely breasts, gently rubbing them and feeling the hardening nipples. I ran my hands over her belly and back. As I did so she unhooked her skirt and let it drop to the floor.
I watched as she stepped out of her skirt and slipped off her panties. My hands moved to her buns and she seemed to appreciate my attention.
I moved my hand to her pussy and noticed the string to her tampon. I knew that her pussy was off limits for now, which was exactly why I would be blowing Brad.
I ran my hands over her legs from her ankles to her waist.
"You have a nice touch," Meagan said.
"You are very nice to touch, Meagan, "thank you for indulging me."
Why don't you get undressed," she said.
Needing no further encouragement, I shed my clothing quickly and stacked my clothes in the bathroom. My closeness to Meagan made me hard, which she noticed.
She took my cock in her small hand and squeezed, giving me the most incredible feeling.
She got on her knees and examined my cock. I thought she was going to suck me, but instead she looked me over carefully.
"You look differently than Brad, but very nice," she said.
Meagan stood and looked into my eyes, still holding my cock. I put my arms around her, touching her soft round buns. Losing control, I pulled her close to me and kissed her. When our lips touched I felt her tongue enter my mouth – and I returned my tongue to her.
We were both startled when the doorbell rang.
Meagan pulled back and said, "that's Brad – not a word to him about this!"
Meagan put a robe on and I went into the bathroom and knelt. Meagan pinned the open side of the sheet to the door frame.
Meagan brought Brad in and told him that she was ready for him, opening her robe to him.
I watched through the hole as they made out, helping Brad remove his pants, handling his cock. After a few minutes she guided Brad to me, and his cock presented to me through the hole.
Brad's cock was uncut – something new to me. I had seen uncut cocks in the locker room shower, but never sucked one. I didn't know exactly what to do. The foreskin completely enclosed his cock head, so I took his shaft in my hand, and gently stroked.
The head began to emerge. As soon as it did I brought my mouth to it and licked the tip. Brad moaned and the head emerged further. I wrapped my lips around the it and his head was out completely – now his cock looked much like the others – just with a little extra skin around it.
I now took his cock into my mouth and combined sucking and tongue action. Brad responded eagerly, and pushed all the way to the back of my mouth. By now I could take this with only a slight amount of gagging. I sucked eagerly while stroking myself.
Soon Brad pumped his hot seed into my mouth, and soon I shot my load into my hand. "Holy shit!" yelled Brad, "that's really great!"
He pulled out and I swallowed.
Brad thanked Meagan for the blowjob I just gave, but it was ok with me. I watched them kiss and then she walked Brad to the door.
Megan returned and unpinned the sheet, pulling it back. There I knelt with my cum still in my hand. "I'm glad you had a chance to cum," she said.
"After kissing you," I said, I was pretty aroused." I wanted her to think that it was her, not Brad, who excited me.
"Ok if I have a taste?" she asked.
I offered my hand and she dipped a finger in my puddle of cum and brought it to her mouth.
"Not a very good taste," she observed, "but not as bad as my first time."
I licked the rest up while she watched.
I got up and got dressed. Megan thanked me for taking care of Brad, and stressing that she enjoyed our time together and hoped we could have more, but very discretely. She told me to come tomorrow immediately after school – there wouldn't be much time before her mother got home from work.
As I returned home I thought it was incredible that cocksucking could connect me with girls the way it had! I knew I wasn't attracted to men, though I liked their cocks, but sure liked girls – was there such a thing as a straight cocksucker?
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