High School Glory Hole (part 6)
A guy who is curious about sucking finds his curiosity satisfied when he encounters a glory hole — only to find that his life is forever changed! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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The next morning I awoke, thinking about blowing George. I wondered how I could get him to the glory hole often. While I really loved the dozens of cocks I've sucked, and look forward to hundreds or thousands more, sucking George kept coming back to me. I didn't dare let him know I was a cocksucker, but really wished I could find a way to suck him often.
George and I shared a bathroom, and he was showering, but I had to piss, so I knocked on the door and said, "Need to pee," and he told me to come in. I was taking a leak when he pulled back the shower curtain and I saw he was fully erect. He was probably stroking himself while he showered.
"How about helping me out with this?" George said, holding his cock.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I could really use a blowjob right now," he said.
"Fuck you!" I said, storming out of the bathroom.
Fortunately my cock was back in my shorts, so George didn't see how hard I was. It was difficult for me to resist his invitation, but I had to keep of the illusion of being just a normal guy, but he really had me aroused. When it was my turn to shower I jacked off thinking about sucking George.
Relieved, I got dressed for school and had breakfast. George and I walked to the bus stop and he said, "I'm sorry for what I asked you to do – that was really out of line."
"It's okay," I said, "we're brothers, we're cool."
On the ride to school I wondered how I could make something of this. George and I had been very close while we were kids – he often protected me from bullies and looked out for me in other ways. He even lined up a couple of girls for me. But as we got older we drifted apart – mainly we were just finding our separate ways. I thought about how nice it would be if I was blowing George regularly – it would be really convenient for both of us – but how to get started?
I went to Coach Marshall's office and saw that he the same three boys with him as before. He pointed toward the boy's room and I got the message, so I nodded and went to the glory hole stall. In a few minutes a cock come through the hole I and gave it my usual attention. As I sucked him I realized that all three boys had seen me, and would likely make the connection. A moment of fear was soon replaced with a kinky thrill – if these guys knew who I was, I could be sucking them outside the glory hole – something I had been wanting to try. He came and pulled out, and the next cock was offered to me. I sucked him to completion, wondering which cock belonged to which guy. The third guy entered my mouth and I serviced him as well. Finally, the Coach presented his cock to me. By now I could recognize his cock and know it from all the rest. I suppose that in time I would be able to recognize George's cock as well, though it looked pretty typical. I sucked the coach slowly, as I had George, wanting to give him my very best, and he rewarded me with his creamy load.
"Better get to class now," he said, "and that was a fine job you did!"
Pleased with myself and the nice load in my mouth, I went to homeroom, swallowing as I entered the door. Throughout my morning classes I focused mainly on my class work, but took a break from it occasionally to explore ways to move forward with George. I had an idea that I thought just might work, and resolved to try it out tonight.
At lunchtime I got to the glory hole stall and found that the boy's room was filled with guys. They were all there for blowjobs and I noticed that they all seemed to avoid looking at each other – perhaps to avoid embarrassment. Hoping I would not be recognized, I took a chance and walked right to the glory hole stall and entered, latching the door and sitting down.
A quick glance through the hole assured me the the guy from my homeroom was waiting there for me, and his cock was almost immediately through the hole. I sucked him eagerly and gratefully accepted his load. The guys were really eager today, so the time between blowjobs was minimal, and they all came very quickly. The blowjobs were almost effortless, like they were all ready to cum and just needed a place to unload. I was glad to be in that place, and swallowed load after load. My stomach was beginning to feel uneasy as I realized that the lunch hour was over and there were still many left to suck.
I continued for another ten minutes before the Coach came in and broke things up, saying, "Your late for class, boys."
The boy's room grew quiet as they departed and the Coach said, "all clear to come out."
I left the stall and went to the sinks, checking my face for cum. The coach handed me a slip to give to my teacher, explaining that I was delayed, helping the Coach. I thanked him and departed. It was a busy session – I blew 24 guys and my stomach was definitely feeling it!
I went to my first afternoon class and gave the slip from the Coach to the teacher. He kind of grumbled but didn't say anything. I took my seat and got to work. Throughout the afternoon I thought about the three guys I blew with the Coach. If they knew it was me blowing them, there was no reason for them not to simply contact me directly for blowjobs. As much as I liked the glory hole, I would welcome some variety as well.
At the end of the day I went to see the Coach, and found that one of the three boys I blew was in his office. He waved me in, and I felt especially bold (or maybe stupid). I said hello to the both and said, "by now you must know that I'm the guy sucking at the glory hole."
The coach looked surprised that I would say that openly, but the boy smiled and said, "yeah, we kind of figured that one out."
"Since you have, you are free to contact me directly for personal service," I said, "as long as you are discrete about it and keep my secret safe." I gave him my name and cell phone number.
"My name is Jerry," he said, "and there is no way I'm going to ruin a good thing by talking about it."
I asked the coach to give my contact information to the other two boys and thanked him, leaving for home.
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