Jack of Spades (part 7)
An eager sucker wants to tell the world yet still remain closeted – discovering the answer plunges the sucker into a whole new world! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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The next day was Tuesday and I went to work, I kept thinking about last night. I was mainly a cocksucker, so I didn't get fucked very often, but last night was amazing. I would suck any cock offered me, but I wanted more fucking as well.
Towanda called and told me that she had an appointment for me to suck the president at 7 on Thursday night. I agreed and hung up.
I called Ike and told him I enjoyed the walk last night and hoped he profited from it. He said I was such a choice piece of white meat that he just couldn't resist whoring me out. I told him it was fine with me and wondered if there would be more tonight.
"I'll see what I can arrange," he said, "pick you up at 7?"
I agreed and hung up.
Through the rest the day I fantasized about what might happen tonight. After awhile I realized that nothing I could imagine would be as hot as what really happened, so I would just go with the flow and enjoy it.
That night Ike picked me up at 7 and I got into the back seat. There was nobody in front passenger seat but Janet was in the back. I got undressed and handed my clothes to her. She put them in a bag and set them aside.
She told me to get on my knees on the seat with my legs spread. She played with my cock and balls and got me hard.
"I really like your little dick," she said, "it's such a pretty little thing!"
"What do we have lined up for tonight?" I asked, as I blushed from Janet's comments.
"Ike's going to take you to the park where some guys will meet us. I'm going to help out by passing out condoms and greasing your ass as needed. I might do some fluffing if I feel like it.
"This I gotta see!" said Ike, "you fluffing?"
"I'll give it a try," Janet said, "and might just like it."
"I have an idea," I said, "lets line up all the guys who want to fuck me and suck them to erection."
"That sounds like a good start," she agreed.
"Then we line them up in order of their cock size," I said, "so the smallest fuck me first and the bigger ones go later."
"That way your sissy white ass gets opened up gradually, and everybody gets a tight fuck!" observed Janet.
"For the blowjobs the order doesn't matter," I said.
"All the guys we'll see at the park want to fuck you," said Ike, "we'll pick up a few blowjobs around town."
We arrived at the park, and Ike drove to an area in the back with a small pavillion and a couple of picnic tables.
There were over a dozen guys standing around or sitting on the tables.
Ike parked the car and we got out. Ike talked to the guys and collected money from all of them. Then he told Janet to take over.
"Ok guys, you're all going to get a great piece of white ass tonight, and here is how we'll do it. First, everyone wears a condom and I'll take the used one afterward."
"Right now," Janet continued, "line up and take out your cock. Get hard and we'll line you up in order of cock size. If you need help we'll suck you. When it's your turn you decide what position you want him in, then enter slow but ride him hard."
I was impressed – Janet seemed a natural in commanding horny men. Soon the guys all had their cocks out and stroked. I handled some of them, and sucked a few to get them fully hard. We lined them up in order and the first guy put on his condom and said he wanted me leaning over the table top. I laid over the table and Janet greased my ass. The first guy slipped into me easily and began to pump. He didn't last long and soon he was spent. The second guy took his place and rode me harder. This continued for six more guys. Then the next guy said he wanted me standing, holding one of the pavillion posts. I took that position and Janet greased my ass more, saying, "this guy is pretty big."
He pressed into me and gave me a good fucking. The rest of the guys fucked me in that position, each larger than the previous. Most felt pretty good, but the last guy stretched me more than I had ever experienced. When he pulled out Janet shoved a feminine napkin between my cheeks.
We got back into the car and Janet handed me a bag containing fifteen used condoms. "I wiped off the outside so they wouldn't be so messy," Marsha said.
I was about to suck out the condoms, but Ike suggested that I save them for later.
"Ready to go on a walk?" Ike asked.
"Sure," I said, "but I don't think I could handle any more fucking."
"No problem," said Ike, "we'll stick with blowjobs – besides, you are probably all stretched out now."
The three of us walked down the street – it must have been quite a site. By now I felt completely at ease being naked in public. Guys approached Ike as we walked and paid for blowjobs, which I gave on the spot. My stomach began to feel upset and I told Ike that I couldn't swallow much more cum without throwing up. He told me to just hold the cum in my mouth until we walked away, then spit it out. I did this for the rest of the blowjobs, sometimes spitting, but swallowing when I thought my stomach could handle it.
We got back to the car and got in. "How many?" I asked.
"I counted 34," said Janet.
"How many do you think you swallowed?" asked Ike.
"More than half," I replied, "maybe 20 or so."
"No wonder your stomach is upset!" said Ike, that's a lot of cum. There was a girl here who tried to swallow a lot of loads and puked after only eight."
"Are you still going to suck out those condoms?" aske Janet.
"Yes, but I'll do that later, when my stomach is calmed down."
"Good idea," said Ike, "I don't want you puking in the car!"
Ike drove me home and I got dressed along the way. My mom greeted me and I took the condoms up to my room and washed them off. I ran a large glass of hot water and put them all in it, and went downstairs and watched TV with my mom.
Now that I was out more I tried to spend as much time as I could with my mom, so she wouldn't feel neglected.
I watched TV with mom for a couple of hours and came up to my room for bed. I renewed the hot water in the condom glass, and got ready for bed. I took the warm condoms out of the glass and took them to bed. I sucked all of them out and swallowed the cum. Even though I had rested for over two hours, that much cum all at once was a lot for my stomach, so I just lay quietly and resisted throwing up. I fell asleep, hoping my body would digest the cum over night.
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While this is a work of fiction, the meaning of the Jack of Spades is real. I will be glad to send you information on this as requested. Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
–Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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