Faggot Collector

By Beaumonte Bill / Oral Guy 2000

Published on Feb 15, 2023

Gay

Faggot Collector Part 9  

    Faggot Collector Part 9    
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  


This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.  


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Author’s note:
_Jeff longed for BBC, but rarely got it. He thought he would do nearly anything to get it regularly – or would he? I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.

_

    "We don't have to be back for an hour," Sam said, "Care to make some extra money?"

"Sure," I responded, not knowing what he had in mind. Sam placed a call and his cell phone and started to drive. He took us to a part of town that was clearly black and I got a pretty nervous.

Noticing this, he said, "You wouldn't normally feel safe here, but I'll protect you, and the men here really appreciate a white sissy cocksucker."

He pulled the limo through a gate in a fenced-in parking lot and led me naked to a back door. He took me into a small office where he introduced me and said I did really good work, but only had an hour today. The manager led me out into the bar area, where there was a crowd of black men, who quickly noticed my naked body as I was led in. The manager called out and said, "This is Jeff, and he'll be working the glory hole for the next hour."

The manager led me to a door and opened it. It was a small, well lit room with a pillow to kneel on before a hole in the wall.

"I'll come get you in an hour," Sam said, as the manager closed the door."

Glory hole sex is usually anonymous, but I really liked the idea of the guys I'd be blowing knowing who I was, and hoped that it would add to their arousal.

I had just got on my knees when the first cock came through the hole. I took him in my mouth and began to move my tongue around the head. He didn't last long and soon flooded my mouth with his seed. I eagerly swallowed as he pulled out, and soon another black cock took his place.

Even though I must have sucked over a hundred black cocks by now, it was still a thrill and I really loved being a white boy cocksucker for them! After awhile I my stomach was beginning to feel uneasy from all the cum I had swallowed – these guys seemed to have really big loads! I hadn't been counting but I could tell that I was close to my limit, and hoped I wouldn't have a problem.

Fortunately Sam opened the door, and said, "Times up – we have to go!" I stood up and followed him out to the limo.

"You did really well," he said, "and put on a great show for everyone."

"A show?" I asked.

"Sure, there are a couple of cameras in the glory hole booth, and a live feed was shown at the bar, so they all saw you in action," explained Sam. "The manager said some of the video will sell to a porn studio and really likes your work. I'm putting another $200 in your tip envelope."

"I had no idea it was so public," I said, "But I enjoy performing as much as I love sucking!"

"You have a real talent," said Sam, "and if you want I can be your agent and find you lots of other work."

"I'd like that," I said, "but it can't interfere with my work or my commitment to Jamal."

"No problem," Sam assured, "They will get first priority, and I won't put you in any difficulty."

"I've swallowed more cum than usual," I told Sam, "and am feeling very close to my limit."

"Well don't puke in here!" ordered Sam, and I assured him I could keep it down, but probably shouldn't blow anyone else for a while.

Upon return I got dressed and went back to my desk, where I continued my accounting work.

Tina stopped by and told me that client I blew really liked me and wanted me to come to his hotel room tonight at 8pm, and Sam would drive me there, so I should be ready to go at 7:30pm.

Though my stomach felt uneasy as I digested the many loads of cum I had swallowed, it had become kind of a nice feeling, and a signal of my accomplishment as a cocksucker.

At the end of the day I drove home and told my wife that I had to go back for a meeting tonight. She was delighted that the job was going so well, but I could never tell her just HOW WELL it was going!

I did a quick check of emails and found and email from Jamal, telling me that Jason had become an eager young cocksucker, and had found his true calling, sucking black men. I clicked on a link which showed him sucking a host of young black men. I decided that I would talk with him about it on the weekend, but wasn't quite sure how to broach the subject with him.

  To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

Next: Chapter 10


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