The Deal (part 7)
When a horny high school kid makes a deal with a girl to see her tits, he has no idea where the deal will take him. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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I found myself liking Jimmy more and more – not in a romantic way that I would like a girl, but I felt a special bond of trust with him. While I was blowing a number of guys, he was the only one I was doing openly, and he knew and kept my secret.
Hearing the ways other guys talked, I was surprised that he treated me with some degree of respect. Most guys would look down upon me for sucking cock, but Jimmy acted like he really valued the service I gave him.
So when Jimmy asked me if I would work the glory hole booth he was making, I was glad to do it – partly because I trusted him, and partly because the idea was so arousing to me. I really liked giving the anonymous blowjobs through the sheet, but blowing a group of guys really attracted me.
I knew Jimmy was planning a porn party at his place on Friday night, while his parents went out on a date. I found it amusing that while his parents were out on his date, there was going to be a lot of sex at their home! I wondered if Jimmy's father would ever use the glory hole – I could only hope.
On Friday morning Jimmy sat next to me on the school bus and told me that everything was arranged for that night. He told me that the party would be starting at 7:00pm, but I should arrive about 7:30, coming in the west entrance to the basement, find the glory hole and get in. When I was ready I should text him and he would send guys in.
I felt aroused all day, looking forward to tonight. I told my parents I was going to hang out with Jimmy and his friends at his house. They cautioned me about drinking, but were otherwise glad that I had older friends. I'm sure they would feel differently if they knew I would be the "designated cocksucker" for the party!
I had only done one blowjob at a time, and I wondered if I would be able to swallow many loads in a short time. I loved the taste of cum and swallowed eagerly, but had never swallowed a large volume of cum.
That evening I went to Jimmy's and entered the west entrance. I was careful to be silent so I did not draw attention to myself. I looked around and quickly found the glory hole booth – evident by the all-important hole at just the right level.
I entered and latched the door. I undressed and sent a text to Jimmy, "Ready to suck."
I knelt there naked and waiting for cocks, my own cock hard as a rock. I was so aroused looking forward to this that I just couldn't resist stroking. It only took a few strokes and I felt my climax approaching. I knew I shouldn't, but simply couldn't resist. I shot my load and quickly licked it up. As my climax washed over my body I realized that I had no desire to suck. In fact I just wanted to get out of there. I sometimes felt guilt after I would cum, and for that reason avoided cumming until after the guy I was blowing came, but now I really messed up!
I knew that there was a group of horny teenagers who would soon need draining, and I had better deliver! If I bailed out now it would really stress my relationship with Jimmy. I might even be caught on the way out, which would "out" me to guys I haven't even blown.
I decided to go through it, and resolved not to cum early again. I heard movement on the other side of the door, so I looked through the hole to see a guy unzipping and taking his cock out. He was semi-hard and a nice size. Soon his cock was through the hole and in my mouth. Sucking after I came was different – when I was horny I just sucked without thinking, but now I found myself exploring the cock with my tongue, taking note of its contours. Even though I wasn't aroused any more, I found that I enjoyed the cock in my mouth.
Perhaps my exploration of the cock was especially arousing, or maybe the guy was just really ready to cum, but soon he pumped his hot load into my mouth. The cum tasted especially strong, but I liked the manly taste. I cannot begin to describe what cum tastes like, but it is unique and I love it!
When he pulled out I wished he had not, but knew that there would be another cock soon. In less than a minute my patience was rewarded with another cock. This one was shorter and thinner than the last one, but had a large mushroom head. It looked delicious to me and I sucked it eagerly. Running my tongue all over the head, I loved the way the edges of the head felt as my tongue licked over it. Suddenly I heard the guy say, "Ohhh!" and blasted his load in my mouth. This guy might have been small, but his cock packed a wallop!
The next guy came through the hole and he was much longer than either of the other guys, but thinner. He reached all the way to the back of my mouth and caused me to gag a bit. I tried to control the gag reflex with some success. I intentionally took him in further to practice, and was pleased with my progress. I found this long thin cock to be fascinating and took my time with him. I heard talking from the other side of the door – guys saying, "come on man – finish up!"
Realizing that there were cocks now lined up awaiting my mouth I sucked more eagerly and was rewarded for my efforts.
I swallowed as he withdrew. I continued to suck one cock after another, realizing that they were all a little different! I wondered if I would eventually be able to know who I was blowing, just by the feel of their cocks in my mouth.
After I had sucked thirteen cocks I heard a voice say, "This is Jimmy – I'm the last one – you can leave after this – really nice work!"
I sucked Jimmy, thinking that I now knew his cock well enough to recognize him by his feel in my mouth. I was truly grateful for his arranging this and sucked him eagerly, wanting to do my best for him.
Soon he fed me his seed and withdrew. I was horny again and jacked off, swallowing my cum once again. I got dressed and quietly left Jimmy's basement.
As I walked home my stomach began to feel uneasy. I recalled that I sucked thirteen cocks and then Jimmy, and swallowed two of my loads, so there were sixteen loads of cum in my belly. I imagined the billions of sperm cells swimming inside me. Twice I had to hold back the urge to vomit – I suppose I found my limit.
I felt really good about swallowing so many loads, and wondered how I could increase my limit.
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