Moment of Weakness (part 2)
This story was inspired by a hot picture that became the setting for the temptation scene in part 1. Little did I know that a moment's weakness would change my life! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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I awoke from and got ready for work. As I ate breakfast I checked my email. I was horrified to receive one entitled "Hello Cocksucker".
I opened it right away and found that it read:
"Hello Bill,
I had the pleasure of cumming in your mouth the last two nights. I hope you enjoyed blowing me as much as I enjoyed your mouth.
Below you will see listed your full name, address and place of employment, so you will know where you stand with me.
I'm sure you value your secrecy, and I can tell you that as long as you will freely share your skill, your secret will be safe. Call me at the number below and be ready to cooperate.
Frank"
I nearly choked on my food. My heart sank and I was beginning to feel sick. Horrible thoughts ran through my mind about my friends and family learning that I was cocksucker – of being shunned by everyone I know – of losing my job.
For a moment I considered calling in sick to work, but then thought better of it – I really valued my job and was going to do my best while I had it.
I calmed myself and drove to work. I tried to lose myself in my work, but kept thinking about being exposed. At 10am I called Frank. He told me that he had been expecting my call and looked forward to my mouth that night. He gave me an address and told me to be there at 7pm and I had better be cooperative.
I told him I would be there as directed. I breathed a sigh of relief and returned to my work.
After work I returned home and had a quiet dinner. My thoughts were dominated by fear and I found I could hardly taste my food. After dinner I drove to the address that Frank had given and knocked on the door. A man opened the door and introduced himself as Frank, and stated that he would be giving me orders to fulfill.
That started to upset me, but I knew I was in no position to protest. Frank told me to undress and kneel before him, which I did. He took out his cock and stood with it inches from my face.
I recognized it immediately as the cock I had sucked the past two evenings. I opened my mouth to receive it.
"Don't suck just yet," Frank said, "just kiss the head."
I did as ordered and Frank asked, "How long have you been a sucking cock?"
"Just two days," I replied.
Frank grinned widely, "So I caught you on your very first blowjob!"
I looked down in shame.
"I know you don't want to be exposed, and you won't be, as long as you suck whoever I tell you to," Frank explained.
Frank took me to his computer and clicked on a website link. A video started, showing me sucking his cock in the men's room. He clicked other links and displayed close-up still pictures of me sucking. There was no mistaking that it was me and that I was doing it willingly. I was really fucked!
"I had several hidden cameras, which has allowed me to trap a number of cocksuckers, so you are not alone in this, stated Frank, "I have friends in homeland security, who got me all your information from your license plate number."
You are not a bad cocksucker, for a beginner, but you will be much better after training.
I could see that Frank knew exactly what he was doing, and that I was really in well over my head. I had little choice but to go along with him.
"Now suck my cock," Frank ordered, "and give me your best work!"
I opened my mouth and took his cock in. I didn't feel the desire I had the past two nights, but I knew I had better do a good job, so I sucked as well as I could. As I sucked, four other men came into the room and two stood on each side of me. They took their cocks out and began stroking. Soon Frank blasted his load into my mouth and I swallowed. He pulled out and another man took his place. I blew the other four men in like manner. When the last man came I did not swallow, but held his cum in my mouth.
"Remain kneeling here until our return," ordered Frank, as they turned and left the room.
I knelt there naked with a mouthful of cum. Without touching my cock I was fully erect – my hard cock proclaimed how much I loved cocksucking, even under this duress.
Frank and the other me returned and said, "You suck like a girl, but you have potential, so we are going to send you to cocksucker school, where you will be trained in the art of cocksucking."
"Beginning next Monday," Frank continued, "You will come here at 7pm each evening until the weekend. You will recieve personal instruction and blow five different men each night. On Saturday night you will be taken to a club where you will suck every cock presented to you."
After training you will begin your service. You will be expected to give blowjobs every half hour from 6-9pm. Most nights will not be a full schedule of seven men, but some will. You will suck five nights a week and be off two. As long as you suck five nights a week you may request any night off you wish, with a week's prior notice.
"You will receive an email every day with a schedule of the day's blowjobs. You will be expected to blow all the men who show up without question, always do your best work and swallow without hesitation."
"You will also receive an email with a list of supplies you should buy, along with links to websites that will explain various cocksucking techniques. You are to learn them before beginning training, and practice them in training."
Frank sent me home and told me to begin my studies, because the practice would start next Monday night. I returned home with lots of mixed feelings. I didn't like the coercion, but felt more secure about not being exposed.
I really liked giving the blowjobs tonight and looked forward to sucking many different men. It was what I had jacked off to so often, and now it is coming true.
I went home and to bed. I lay there still aroused, so I jacked off, recalling the events of the eveningl
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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