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 I had moved back to my hometown years ago, but I kept a low profile on my
sexual activities.  I would meet men at an ABS or go to their place out of
town.  There wasn't much interest it seemed in my little town of having
some little slut boy suckin on your cock.

   I started putting profiles on likely places to meet men who wanted their
cock sucked but didn't put up any pictures for couple of years.  Then I got
braver and put up a few pictures with my eyes blacked out & then I finally
just put up the real deal.

   Usually after a while of inactivity on a new site I would forget about
it and move on to something that would get me some cock.  Even though it
was a small town the local guys that I found didn't seem to know me or my
family or at least didn't let on until one day that I got an email in an
old hotmail account I rarely check.

   The subject of the email was "Hey Cocksucker LoL" and I didn't recognize
the email.  Excited that an old site might actually pay off & get me a
sweet cock to suck I opened the email.

   'Ha ha Dave's a cocksucker', the message read.

   I tried to remember if I had used my real name on that site which had
been some kind of swinger site.  I didn't think they even let you say what
you r real info was on there so you would have to use the site to
communicate.  Besides most people send you emails to the effect of looking
for blowjob or whatever & don't call you by name.

   The message continued, 'So that's why you didn't have any girlfriend's
in high school.  I knew there was something up, but I didn't think you were
a queer.  I'm staying at the Best Western.  Reply to this email so I can
tell you what room to go to.  I might even let you suck a cock.  If you
don't come I'll tell everyone what I saw.  I saved your blowjob pic off the
site for everyone to see.'

   He signed the email.  I'll call him Joe cuz i'm not allowed to call him
by his real name.

   I had often times fantasized about people from my school finding out
that I was a cocksucker, but now that it was a real possibility I was
overwhelmed with shame and was afraid everyone I looked at would know my
secret.  If I went & did what he said would he even keep his mouth shut? 
Maybe he would just use whatever it was he wanted me to do to make me look
even worse.  I thought of my old friends now knowing that I service men's
cocks.  That I spend a lot of my free time looking for it & begging guys to
let me.

   I looked myself up on the swinger site that he had sent the message
from. There was me with a cock deep in my throat.  I read my profile.

   'I'm a bi guy and I really love kneel & sucking cock.  The more I get
the sooner it seems to be till i crave another one.  I like being called
names & being humiliated.'

   'I can take a cock deep in my throat , but I need more practice at
getting throat fucked.  I luv the taste of precum & my favorite part is
when my mouth is filling up with shot after shot of cum.  I like when the
load just pops into my mouth & i can feel it hit the power is so good.'

   The worst part of it was that it was that while I could see my profile,
I had used up my free time & I couldn't log in to even cancel my account or
take any of that down.  I was on that site forever.

   I looked back at the email trying to find a way out, but I knew I had to
email him.  Plus, the sentence, I might even let you suck a cock had me
stretching my pants.  My face was beet red i was so embarrassed as I typed
my reply.

   'hi Joe.  please tell me where to go to meet you and please be discreet.
i'll do what you ask.'

   A reply came back quickly

   'If you wanted to be discreet you little fag you wouldn't have put your
picture all over the net.  I'm in room ### come over now and bring your
kneepads.'

   I got ready & went to the car, trying to talk myself out of going out
there.  The motel was only a couple miles down the road and the closer I
got the more I kept asking myself.  Am I really going through with this? 
Maybe I could just deny it was me and avoid people or something.  I pulled
into the parking lot & looked up at the room.  I actually put the car in
reverse to pull out and go home, but then the curtain pulled back & he was
looking out at me smiling.

   I resigned myself to my fate & went up to the hotel room.  He opened the
door and could obviously sense my discomfort.  He was enjoying himself.

   'Kneel over there by the bed.', he said in an offhand way.

   I thought that maybe he was going to want me to suck him right there. 
That way I could just get lost in lusty thrusts of his cock in my mouth and
get lost in the rhythm of his cock hitting my throat.

   I knelt and looked over at his crotch.  I couldn't even look him in the
eye.

   'ok Now first you are going to tell me what other sites that you have
profiles on.  You better show them all to me and not hold back and you are
not allowed to cancel any of the accounts or there will be trouble.'

   He brought out a laptop & told me to start logging in & gave me a pad to
right down my login info.  There were a couple places I really didn't want
to show him.  Sites where I had gone all out with stories like these of my
exploits, with pictures and videos things I couldn't possibly deny.

   But, He had me.  I started logging into all the places I could remember.
At the time my main blog site had just been started, but I still had quite
a few shorter stories that were more like updates.  Hey this guy came over
& fucked my face or I met this guy at a hotel & he shot his load on my
tongue.  Bad enough.  I started with that one since it was the best proof
that I was a cocksucker and I wanted to get it out of the way.

   Joe looked at the site while I started writing down other ones that I
remembered.  He read my blog entries and I think he started to get a little
hard in his pants because he shifted his legs so I wouldn't be able to look
at his crotch.

   'These really happened?', He asked.

   I nodded that they had happened mostly the way that they were written.

   He seemed to really like the story of the guy holding my head down on
his cock for 10 seconds at a time and cummin down my throat.  I had the
same pic of the cock shoved down my throat on the story as in my profile on
the swinger site.  Thinking he might be interested in the same deep action
and I might get him on my side more I made him an offer.

   'Would you like me to take a cock deep like that?' I asked trying to
look at his crotch and still not really able to look him in the eye.

   'Oh yeah', He said.

   He turned, reached in his pocket, pulled out a cell phone and started
dialing.

   'Wait please don't tell', I pleaded.

   He simply put up one finger and started to talk into the phone.

   'Yeah, hey its me.  Guess what?  He came over.  Showed me a bunch of gay
stuff too here check it out.', he said

   He started telling the person on the other end of the phone my blog site
& I blanched.  All I could do is stare at the floor.  I wanted to snatch
the phone out of his hand and stop him but I couldn't move.

   'Yeah , Yeah I told you its really gay stuff.  what a fag.  You comin
over?  Yeah OK see you in a few.' He hung up and looked over.

   'Your the one who wants to take a cock deep.  Why should we let you?',
he teased, 'beg me and maybe you can.'

   I thought about it.  I did want to and maybe..

   'OK now say your name & then start begging me', he said hurriedly,
'Cmon! Now Quick!'

   I said my name & then I started begging him,'Please sir can I suck your
cock?  I'll take it deep and make you cum real good.  Please sir I want to
feel your cum in my mouth so bad.

   'Nah just wait and kneel', He said, taking my tablet with the list of
sites on it.

   I knelt there for what seemed an hour but was really only like 5 minutes
or so and I heard a truck pull up and footsteps approach the door.

   A man entered that I didn't really recognize.  I think he was a farm boy
from our school who I didn't really hang out with but I wasn't sure.  I'll
call him Steve.  He was bigger and more husky than Joe who was about 5'8
170.  He didn't even look in my direction.

   'Hey man listen to this,' Joe said, picking up his phone.

   In a few seconds I heard my voice saying my name and then begging Joe to
let me suck him and eat his cum.  He had been recording it and I didn't
even know it.  I flushed as Steve looked over at me and laughed.

   'Wow a pretty sick puppy', Steve said, 'You let him?'

   'Nah.  He does look pretty good at it though you see his pics?', Joe
asked.

   'Oh I don't know I just came over," Steve said turning towards me, "Fuck
it might as well"

   He walked right in front of me, towering over my kneeling figure.  I
looked up into his eyes shyly.  They looked pretty bloodshot.  He was drunk
or stoned or something.

   'Well.  Get to work boy.' he said.

   I came to in a snap at his request and looked at his pouch.  His cock ws
starting to grow in his jeans so I quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped
his fly.  He smelled like work, like cars and grease, but when I pulled his
pants open I was hit with a strong sweaty smell that overpowered me.  He
wore no underwear and staring at me was a semi-hard cock about 5 inches
already.

   I inched towards his cock opening my mouth and licked the tip of his
cockhead with my tongue.  He tasted salty and musky but not bad.  I
caressed the head of his sweet cock and could feel him growing to full
length and hardness.

   I licked the underside of his helmet and took it inside my mouth, just
the top working my head back and forth in a circle.  licking him the whole
time.

   He grabbed me by the hair on the top and pulled my head back so I had no
choice but to look up at him.

   'You ready to be a real cocksucker?', he asked in a way that told me the
answer was yes and that I was going to be a real cocksucker.  I kind of
thought I already was since I had sucked quite a few cocks up to this
point, but I was soon to find out what he meant.

   He pushed me down the length of his shaft slowly until I was buried as
deep as I could go.

   'Ok boy lay up there on the bed like on the edge, and don't take my cock
out of your mouth for anything.', he said.

   I had a hard time maneuvering myself on the bed with his cock in my
mouth, but it was a pleasure to obey him and I managed eventually.  My arm
dangled off the side of the bed and he stood beside it cock balls deep in
my mouth.  My head was turned sideways and bent slightly back.

   He started thrusting slowly.  First pulling out to until only the head
was in my mouth and then slowly pushing deep.  I would give a little gag as
he entered my throat each time.

   'Relax now', He ordered, 'When I pull back you make sure you lick my
cockhead good.  Open your throat and be ready to take it when I go deep. 
Your mouth is a pussy now.'

   I did as he told making sure to treat his glans to a good tongue washing
on every thrust and accepting him as he went deep.  I gagged less as he got
into a slow rhythm and I was in heaven watching his cock slide in and out
of my mouth.

   Then he sped up.

   I was used to the slow strokes and I tried to keep up.  I could massage
his head on the back strokes pretty good but I was starting to gag again &
sometimes heavily.  He grabbed my head with more force and started pushing
even harder into my mouth.  I was taking him so deep my nose would mash
closed on his thigh.  Pumping and pumping I started to worry I might get
sick and soon it was too much for me.

   I gagged hard.  He shoved his cock deep and held it there.  It felt like
my eyes were going to bug out of my head.  I couldn't breathe I could feel
panic setting in and then he would pull back.  relieved at the rest I would
breathe in but he would slam back into me.  Too hard.  this time I could
feel the puke coming up I gagged over and over.  When he pulled out this
time I knew I was going to be sick.  Evidently so did he, because instead
of getting sick on the floor he had pulled the garbage can in front of my
face.  I relieved my self of whatever I had for dinner and tried to catch
my breath, thinking that it would be over.

   Then he grabbed me again, this time by the ear and the back of my neck
and pushed himself back in.  I retched uncontrollably but he kept going. 
My throat really didn't hurt it was just my body didn't trust this foreign
object invading no matter how much I enjoyed it with my mind.

   This went on for a while.  My face was covered in throat slime or precum
or whatever.  Eventually my reflexes started to get tired or used to it or
something and I started to take his long strokes with only a little moan.

   'Now you like that boy don't you?', He smiled above.

   I whimpered approvingly and tried to nod.  i think he had slowed at
least it felt like it, but at the same time I don't think that he did.  he
seemed to have been fuckin my mouth for a long time.  his breaths would get
heavy but still he hadn't cum.

   'OK now your ready.  Move in on the bed a little.', He ordered.

   I obeyed moving to the middle of the bed.  He got a pillow and pushed it
under my back so my head hung off almost upside down.  He knelt up by my
head and pushed his cock in.  At first it was long slow strokes.  When he
was deep his balls would cover my nose, making it harder to breathe.  I
thought he would start pounding my mouth like he did, but he stayed with a
long swaying gentle rhythm.  My throat now accepted every stroke and I
grasped his butt to steady myself on the pillow.

   'Fags will let you do anything', he said evidently to Joe who was
somewhere in the room, 'Here watch this.  Want a break little pussy boy?'

   He pulled his cock out and slapped the helmet on my forehead and then my
nose then my chin.  His balls were above my mouth now and I licked at them
and tried to suck them but he kept moving forward, smacking his cockhead
off my throat.

   Then he sat.

   I had noticed that I could see his ass but I really didn't catch on
until too late.  I was still licking trying to taste his salty balls when
his asshole descended upon my tongue.  This was really not something that I
was into at all, but for some reason I didn't stop licking him.

   'Anything at all', he laughed, 'yeah boy lick that ass.'

   I kind of came to and got grossed out and stopped but he urged me on and
I wanted to please him so I kept licking.  It did taste pretty bad at first
but eventually I got used to it.

   He must have been jacking off, because after about a minute of that he
said Oh that's it and spun around shoving his cock back in my mouth.  He
held my hair and pumped my head in short fast strokes basically just
working the head of his cock.  I wrapped my lips and sucked his head as
hard as I could flicking my tongue all over.

   'Oh yeah take it faggot', he exclaimed and filled my mouth with shot
after shot of hot cum.  the taste got me so horny but I was relieved as
well for this session was really a workout.

   'I shoot a lot for a second time don't I?', he asked winking at me.

   I guess that's why he took so long to cum.  I thought of my old boss
years ago who told me that if I was going to go see a hooker to jack off
first so she would have to work for her money.  I had seen them on the
corners looking dirty and needy, probably for drugs.  Now I was laying
there.  The Whore.  Except I wasn't taking money to be nasty I was doing it
because that was what I was made for.

   I looked numbly up at Joe, the one who I actually knew from high school.
Gone were worries that he would tell.  Even though he probably would.  It
was his turn and he was just standing there.

   I barely had energy to move but I pulled my self up and rolled off onto
the floor, crawling over to him.  It was like I was on auto pilot.  I got
to his feet and looked up pleadingly.  I licked my lips.  the cum taste was
still there.  I realized that my face was still covered and wet.  It must
look shiny.

   I reached up and grabbed the button of his pants.  I undid it and felt
his cock with the back of my hand.  It was moving, growing.  He looked down
at me saying nothing, just staring.  It was as if we were in a dream.  I'm
not sure if he really wanted me to suck him but I pulled out his cock
anyways.  He was about average size.  I ran my hand up and down his shaft
and he grew hard.  Then I put him in my mouth and started to bob my head.

   He didn't take any initiative at all just stood there letting me take
him in my mouth.  I didn't go deep just worked the head and first part of
the shaft slowly.  My mouth was so slippery from all the work before that
his cock just glided in and out of my mouth.

   From time to time I would pull out tongue on the tip and pull back
watching the string of cummy juice tying together his sweet cockhead and my
tongue.  Then it would be back to work.

   I caught myself moaning in rhythm to my strokes.  Little feminine
sounds. I started taking him deep anyways even with a sore throat.  I knew
he needed it.  Soon I felt his cock jump in my mouth and I knew I was to
get my treat.  I pulled back so his cock head rested on my tongue and
flicked the underside of his cock, sucking his head, kneading his balls
softly.

   He let out a single breath, almost a sigh of relief, and shot his sweet
cum on my tongue.  Steve's had been more sour had more of an edge, but
Joe's was sweet and creamy and salty almost like a big huge wad of precum.
I was in heaven.  He shot a few times and looked down as if realizing what
had just happened and pulled out and zipped up quickly.

   I knelt a while and then I was so tired I lay at the foot of the bed on
the floor.  Before long Steve got up & basically pushed me out the door.  I
asked if they were gonna tell.  Steve just smiled and Joe just sat there
not really saying anything.

   I drove home feeling very calm, like I had just done exactly what I was
supposed to do.  When I got home I went and checked my email.  there was a
message from Joe.  A list of places to see my profiles and blog with a
sound attachment.  I could see that there were CC's to the email as well
sent out to about 10 people.  A couple of the addresses I thought I might
recognize.  The rest I had no idea.  Maybe they were real emails, maybe
they went to junk boxes, I'm not sure.

   All I know is when I see someone I knew in high school now I have this
feeling in my gut.  Do they know?  If its a guy I kind of want to ask if he
would let me suck him.  I haven't had the guts to ask yet.