Glory Hole Trap (part 8)
A bigoted homophobe thinks that he can harass gay people, until one day he is at their mercy and finds his life completely changing. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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We arrived home from the movie and I took Marsha into my arms and kissed her as soon as we were in the door. After we broke our embrace, she turned and walked a few steps from me and raised her skirt, inviting my attention to her delicate ass!
I didn't need an engraved invitation to know what to do. I led her to the end of the couch and leaned her over it, spread her feet apart and knelt behind her. I lifted her skirt and kissed her round cheeks, then licked her crack from bottom to top before spreading her cheeks and kissing her deeply.
I didn't have any lube, but I lovingly fondled her clitty to full erection. Then I turned Marsha around and leaned her against the end of the couch and took her clitty into my mouth.
I put my hands on her soft cheeks and pulled her to me as she ran her fingers through my hair, encouraging my attentions. I felt truly wonderful sucking her – she was my lady and I was doing what any man who cares for his lady should do. Soon she climaxed and I rejoiced in the taste of her orgasm – it was a strong taste, but very welcomed to me.
Marsha pulled me to my feet while saying, "don't swallow, yet."
She plunged her tongue into my mouth, claiming some of her climax. It was a truly shared experience I could never have anticipated.
"Wow!" I said, catching my breath after swallowing.
"It is a blessed sharing between two people who really care about each other," Marsha said, "but you don't have to do the same if you don't want to."
I kissed her again and said, "of course I will – don't you think I want to complete the experience?"
Before we prepared dinner I checked my emails and was stunned to find one from my blackmailers.
I expected something sooner or later, but the content really floored me:
YOU ARE COMMANDED TO RETURN TO THE ADDRESS BELOW, WHERE YOU WE WILL MAKE A VIDEO DESIGNED TO HUMILIATE YOU AT AN ENTIRELY NEW LEVEL.
YOU WILL APPEAR NAKED WITH YOUR COCK SOFT, AND DROP TO YOUR KNEES AS A WELL-HUNG MAN APPROACHES.
HE WILL STAND WITH HIS COCK INCHES FROM YOUR MOUTH AND YOUR COCK WILL BEGIN TO HARDEN. IF YOU ARE NOT AROUSED BY THE COCK BEFORE YOU, YOU SHOULD THINK ABOUT ANYTHING THAT DOES AROUSE YOU, BECAUSE THE VIDEO IS MEANT TO DEPICT YOUR AROUSAL FROM THE COCK. ONCE YOU ARE AROUSED YOU WILL SUCK THE COCK AS IF YOU REALLY WANTED TO. IT'S OK FOR YOU TO HATE IT, BUT YOUR FACE MUST SHOW THAT YOU LOVE IT.
YOU WILL SUCK HIM TO CLIMAX, WITH YOUR HANDS ON HIS ASS, PULLING HIM TOWARD YOU. WHEN HE CUMS, LET HIM FINISH PUMPING HIS LOAD INTO YOUR MOUTH, BUT DO NOT SWALLOW. WHEN HE PULLS OUT, YOU ARE TO TURN TO THE CAMERA AND OPEN YOUR MOUTH, DISPLAYING HIS LOAD.
NEXT YOU WILL CLOSE YOUR MOUTH AND JACK OFF WHILE LOOKING INTO THE CAMERA, HOLDING THE LOAD IN YOUR MOUTH THE ENTIRE TIME. WHEN YOU CUM, SHOOT YOUR LOAD INTO YOUR OTHER HAND. THEN SWALLOW THE LOAD IN YOUR MOUTH AND OPEN YOUR MOUTH TO SHOW THE CAMERA YOU HAVE SWALLOWED. NOW LICK YOUR CUM FROM YOUR HAND.
IF YOU DO THIS EXACTLY AS DESCRIBED YOU WILL MOVE ON TO THE NEXT LEVEL – IF NOT YOU MUST REPEAT THIS UNTIL YOUR GET IT RIGHT. IT WOULD BE GOOD FOR YOU TO AVOID CUMMING AND PRACTICE GETTING AROUSED AT THE SIGHT OF A COCK.
I read in disbelief. "Marsha, come see this!"
Marsha came over and read the email. "When will you be ready to do it?" she asked.
"Hell, I'm never going to be ready to do that!" I declared.
Marsha said, "You better see this." She typed in a web address and pictures popped up of me sucking Lee. They were large and very clear.
"Click on the video link," Marsha said. When I did there was a video clearly showing me sucking Lee's cock."
"Holy shit!" I said, "I'm really fucked!"
"By now they know everyone you know, and if you don't cooperate, that web link will go out to everyone," Marsha warned me, "but if you cooperate, your secret will be safe."
"But it says I will have to be aroused while looking at a cock, without touching myself," I said, "I'll just stay soft."
"If that happens you will have to just keep trying until you get it, Marsha explained, "but they will make you suck the guy off anyway. I can help you, if you will trust me."
"I've trusted you so far," I said, "so I'll have to trust you with this"
Marsha took me into the bedroom and put my laptop computer on a table by the bed and brought up some gay porn. It showed guys sucking cocks, including a few videos. She positioned me kneeling on the bed, watching the screen.
As I watched the suck videos, Marsha stroked my cock with lubed hands, taking care to rub her wet hand over the head of my cock. It felt so wonderful I was instantly hard, even though I was watching cocksucking.
"Now imagine you doing the sucking," said Marsha, continuing to fondle my cock.
It was disgusting, but I continued to keep my erection, thanks to Marsha's attention. After a time I found that I liked the idea of sucking and felt my climax approaching.
"I'm going to cum!" I said.
"Take your cock and finish," commanded Marsha, "but shoot into your other hand."
I stroked wildly, aroused by the cocksucking and soon came into my hand. The feeling of guilt was overwhelming – I just didn't know what to do.
"Eat it!" commanded Marsha.
"Hell no!" I shot back.
"Eat it now!!!" she shouted at me, and I found myself licking the cum off my hand and swallowing.
I fell back on the bed and curled up, unable to face what I had done.
Marsha lay next to me and kissed me, saying, "I'm sorry I had to be cross with you dear, but you have to be able to do it."
"I know," I blurted out, "I'm just so ashamed – and to do it in front of you makes it even worse."
"I understand that you are not willing," she said, "but to prevent your exposure you have to do it convincingly. You don't have to really LIKE it, you just have to ACT like you do."
We lay there for a while until I regained my composure, and said, "let's go make dinner."
I got dressed and we went to the kitchen and made dinner. As we ate dinner we discussed what was to come.
"I will call and make an appointment for you as soon as we can arrange it," Marsha said, "the sooner it is over the better. I will try to convince them to go easy on you."
"I appreciate that," I said, "and hope it is over quickly."
"This part may go quickly," Marsha said, "but remember there will be some sort of ongoing part"
"I don't know if I can be blowing guys for years to come," I said.
"Isn't it better than being turned into a gay sex slave or being turned into a girl?"
"As much as I really like you, Marsha," I said, "I sure wouldn't want to be a girl!"
After dinner Marsha called to make an appointment. I was hoping it might be a week or two off, but it turned out to be tomorrow – Sunday afternoon.
"At least it will be behind you soon," said Marsha, "but there is a bad part."
"What I have to do is bad enough," I said, "what could be worse?"
"I have to come with you and watch," she said timidly.
"They said it would be the ultimate humiliation for you to have to do it in front of your girlfriend, and I will feel bad about it as well. But I want you to do your very best, and be strong for me, no matter how I react – would you do that for me?"
"I will," I said, "if I can do this at all."
After dinner we made out on the couch and before long Marsha had me hard again.
"Let's do it again, so you will be ready," she said.
"Please, couldn't we just make love together?" I pleaded.
"Not until after you pass this test tomorrow," she said.
Reluctantly I went into the bedroom with her and undressed, jacking off to blowjob videos while being reminded to imagine myself doing the sucking. I did, and once again was overcome with guilt when I came, but I licked up my cum as commanded.
We returned to the couch and watched TV until bedtime, and then snuggled together as we drifted off to sleep.
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