Faggot Collector (part 2)
Jeff longed for BBC, but rarely got it. He thought he would do nearly anything to get it regularly – or would he? I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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I went to work, filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation. Certainly this was exciting, but I hoped that I wasn't making a fatal mistake.
A little after 9am I received a call from Jamal, who said, "Jeff, are your ready to be my bitch, my personal cocksucker?"
"Yes, I am," I said, "When can I start?"
"Can you get out at lunchtime?" he asked.
I didn't think it would happen so quickly, but I was eager to start. I agreed and he gave me his apartment address. I agreed to meet him at noon.
I cleared my calendar to allow for an extended lunch, if needed. All morning I had difficulty focusing on my work, thinking about sucking Jamal.
I arrived at noon and Jamal greeted me. He was a little over six feet tall and medium build. He told me to undress and leave my clothes on a nearby chair. I did so as he undressed.
He led me into a room where he had photo studio lighting set up. He directed me where to kneel and I took my place. He stood before me and told me to stroke his cock to erection, which I did.
Once he was erect he told me to take him half way into my mouth and to look directly at the camera. I did so and he snapped a number of pictures. I then proceeded to suck him, joyful that I finally had him in my mouth. I sucked him eagerly and he told me that I was a pretty good cocksucker, and would soon be sucking many of his friends.
His cock felt enormous in my mouth, and he pressed it to the back of my throat, gagging me, but then backing off. He repeated this, enjoying my gagging, as I tried to regain my composure. Soon he was cumming and pumped a substantial load into my mouth.
He told me not to swallow yet, and pulled out. As he directed, I opened my mouth and looked at the camera while pictures were taken. He told me to swallow and take a few more pictures.
He told me to get up and get dressed. "Check your email tonight," he said, "and be ready for my instructions to suck others."
I drove back to work, excited but a little afraid. I had never had my picture taken sucking cock before, and hoped that I wouldn't regret it.
I had an afternoon filled with meetings, most of which were boring. I spent much of the time reflecting upon blowing Jamal, when my phone vibrated, indicating a text message had arrived.
It was from Jamal, and said, "You are a good cocksucker – Welcome to my collection – you are number 79."
I smiled and put my phone away – certainly not wanting anyone else to see the message.
I dawned on me that I was one of 79 guys who volunteered their private information and got pictures taken sucking Jamal. Was I simply one of many stupid people who put himself at risk just to suck a cock? What I did could not be reversed, and came with obligations I didn't fully understand. There was no turning back now!
As I was leaving the office I received a text that said "BJ Needed: [phone number]."
I called the number and a black man answered. He gave his location and asked how soon I could be there. I agreed to be there in half an hour and proceeded to his address.
I knocked on the door upon arrival and was let in. A big man stood before me and unzipped. I dropped to my knees and soon his cock was in my mouth. He wasn't as big as I thought most black men would be, but I was glad to be sucking another black cock. Soon he filled my mouth with his hot load and I swallowed.
I thanked him and he simply replied, "good bitch."
As I left and soon received a text message "Nice job, bitch – this is just the beginning!"
I arrived home and had dinner with my wife. If she had any idea what I had been up to she would kill me! I had no intention of her ever knowing, however.
I checked my email and saw the message promised by Jamal. I opened it and he told me check the link below, which led to a website. He assured me that my secret would be relatively safe if I kept my part of the bargain, but if I did not, the link would be sent to my mother, boss and wife.
I clicked on the link which brought up a page with many pictures. The page was titled, "My Collection of White Sissies Taking Their Rightful Place". All of the pictures showed different white guys in the same sucking pose, with a number next above and a first name and date below. I scrolled to the end, where I saw my picture in position 79.
I clicked on the picture, which brought up my page, with a series of pictures sucking Jamal, including the one with cum in my mouth. There was a video icon which I clicked, which started a movie of me sucking Jamal.
This left no doubt at all that I was a cocksucker, and I was determined that Jamal would have no reason to ever out me.
My wife entered the room and I quickly closed the web page. We talked for a while and she departed. I was going to have to be very careful in viewing web pages.
I received another "BJ Needed" text. I went out to the garage to make the call so my wife would not hear.
They wanted a blowjob tomorrow morning at 7am. I agreed and went in. I told my wife I had to go into the office early tomorrow and went to bed.
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