Drive Through Window
By Luke Milosz
We called it the drive through window, at least for short. It was a thing that Bill had created, mostly for me, but I know he liked it too. It was short for the drive through window for oral sex.
Basically, Bill had created a hole in the door of the entry way in his basement, where a guy could come down, stick his dick through, and it would be sucked. The thing was, Bill never sucked dick, he only liked to get sucked. So he had made it for me.
I met Bill over the summer. He was an older man down the street, maybe in his 50s, not bad looking with a bald head and a large burly chest. I had just turned 19, still living with my parents, and I was thin, had blond hair and an innocent looking face. I and had met Bill by mowing his lawn one summer. He invited me in after I was done. One thing led to another, and I discovered Bill had a nice fat, downward curving cock, and he discovered that he loved to stick it in my mouth. After a few minutes he would start to moan, and that was my sign that I knew he was about to cum. This went on sporadically over the summer.
One day before we did anything, he asked me, "have you blown any other guys?" I blushed and told him the truth: I hadn't. "But would you like to?"
I didn't have to think about that very hard. "Sure."
Bill then told me something I didn't expect, he said that he would like to watch me blow some other guys, that he would find it hot. I was a skinny kid with a very innocent looking face. I had short brown hair. Bill really seemed to like watching his own dick get stuck in front of my innocent face. So I wasn't totally surprised to hear he might like to see some other guys do this too.
"But," he said, "there is a problem." Bill did not want to be seen in the room. He was divorced with kids and needed to be discrete.
I asked if he had any ideas.
"Let me show you something," he said. I then started to follow him through his kitchen, down his basement steps. I had no idea what he was thinking of. Maybe he would want to be in a dark room? But then how could he see if we were? I couldn't figure it out.
We got to the bottom of the steps, turned the corner, stopped. "This is my idea," he said.
I did not get it. There was a door that opened to a small hall space about four feet, and another door that went outside. Bill then closed the inside door, and I saw something strange. While it was a thin wood door that would completely hide anyone who was on the other side, there was a small hole in it, about crotch height.
"I don't know if this will work, but my idea is to put you right here in front of the hole. That way, a guy can come in, push his penis through the hole and you can suck it, and then he can leave. It will be totally anonymous."
I was both intrigued and excited, and also a little apprehensive. "Will you know the guys?" I asked.
"Nope, that's the point. This way I can watch and you can do it, and no one will know who is on the other side doing the sucking or getting sucked. I am thinking of it kind of like a drive through for oral sex. A guy pulls up, gets serviced, moves on. Well, what do you think?"
I didn't have to wait to answer. "I would love to do this. But do you think anyone will actually want to try it?"
Well, Bill had already thought of that. Earlier in the day he had posted an ad on Craigslist. Apparently it was a popular suggestion. About 15 guys had already expressed interest. Many of them had sent cock pics, which Bill showed me and got me even more excited. The nice hard dicks looked great to me.
"Should we open up for business?" He asked.
After Bill replied to a couple of the guys, I knelt down in front of the hole. Bill told me the first guy was close by, so he could be here any minute. The idea that an anonymous penis would suddenly be stuck through this hole in front of me, and that I would be expected to service it, excited me beyond belief. I could not wait.
Bill sat in a chair in the corner, and I could tell he was excited too--I could see the bulge through his pants. But we were both too excited to say very much to each other. Bill did tell me I should keep the talking to a minimum. "The ad on Craiglist says "drive through window for oral sex," and I want you to think of it that way. Think of yourself more as a polite service provider--you don't want to hassle the customer with too many questions or words. Just do the job in front of you."
Sure enough, after about ten minutes, I heard the outside door creak open. I then heard a few steps and heard a zipper come down. And then, this dick came through the hole, a couple of inches from my face. All three of us were totally quiet, as I took my first lick. The guy moaned. He had a thick mushroom head and was cut. I slowly put the whole sausage in my mouth and started sucking. For this one I mostly stayed with the dick about halfway in my mouth. I spent a lot of time licking around the head. When I loved on to licking the slit, he started to moan.q In just a few minutes, I began to feel a tremor on my lips and the guy began groaning. Suddenly I felt a spurt in my mouth and I pulled back. The next three hit me in the face. After that, the guy pulled out, and I heard the zipper pull up. He left.
I looked over at Bill and he smiled. "Good job. I like seeing you with that semen in your hair. Next time I want you to swallow it though."
He barely had time to get the words out. And the door opened again.
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