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I Take A Course In Glory Hole 101
by Bob_N_Head2
Let me think for a moment. Saturday of last week was my 19th birthday party. That was my first adventure into sex with Kenny and Alvin. The next day, Sunday, I went to the steam bath house for my wild time in the orgy room. The following day Monday is the subject of today’s story.
Since I got home so late from the steam bath house, I told my Mother I was feeling woozy and I really was as I had a lot of cum in my stomach. If you have read my story about my first steam bath sex, you will remember that I made well over a dozen men “happy” at the spa.
By noon time I was bored stupid. My Mother had gone to one of her club meetings. This one was The Wednesday Club which meets on Mondays now as their club house, on which there is a sizable mortgage, had been rented out on Wednesdays to the Thursday Club, of which my Mother was a charter member and served as program chair person. I thought I would take a walk in the park. Not the city park in the business district but the one six blocks from my home and on the edge of the rural part of my small city.
The park had been developed on land that was donated to the city and the deed stated that the land would revert to the donators if any use of the land was not park related. Almost a third of the land was forest trees and bushes with some foot paths. A baseball diamond and simple bleachers was close to a large parking lot and my school and another school in our Union School District in an adjoining rural district used the diamond for exhibition games. In fact there was a game scheduled the next Saturday. Since the city maintained the park, my school was always the home team when we played.
I enjoyed a nice walk into the trees and for the first time I noted that some men seemed to be just hanging around in the wooded area. On the edge of the park there was a national fast food restaurant where they specialized in roast beef sandwiches. My walk took me by the restaurant so I stopped and had a sandwich and a soft drink. It was close to 3:00 PM when I resumed my stroll and I needed a rest room stop since I had filled up on soft drink.
Near the rest room there was a space to practice pitching and catching baseballs and five guys who had graduated from the rural school at the beginning of summer were standing around pitching and catching. I learned about their graduating from conversations I over heard later.
I went into the rest room for the first time in my life as I preferred football over baseball and the football field was at the high school. I sat down on a fairly clean commode and noticed men had left notes on the wall of the booth I was in. I also saw this hole in the wall about the size of a large orange or a small grapefruit. I was alone and I read the very sexy messages until one of the guys from the outside came in--a nice looking farm type very near my age. He took the next booth and then I saw that I could observe him as he began to play with his cock. I could see he had five inches of flaccid cock meat.
“This thing sure needs sucking,” my neighbor remarked and I notice he was speaking though the hole in the wall. I did not reply but I did as my curiosity demanded and looked through the hole. The five inches had grown to about seven inches of bone. “You think you can suck it for me, Boy?” I knew I could suck it but the question should have been will I suck it.?
Since there were just the two of us in the rest room and I felt this urge to have a new prick in my mouth, I told the stranger, “I think I can.”
“If you think you can,” the young man replied, “I know you can.” Through the hole came that juicy looking man steak with the plum like knob. I opened my mouth and took in the first inch and then a little more and then I had it all in my mouth. There was a salty taste to the cock I began to suck, but it was not bad tasting. “That feels so fucking hot,” the man I was serving said, “Now put your mouth close to the hole so I can face fuck you, Boy.”
I found I was experiencing pleasure and not really exerting myself as the boy on the other side of the hole was pumping his cock into my mouth while I just remained unmoving. When a shadow cut down the light from the open door, I glanced sideways without losing my hot man piston rod in my oral cavity. I could see another guy had come in and was watching me servicing one of his friends.
“Do my friend good, Fag,” the newcomer instructed me. “You have five more hard cocks to take care of when he cums in your mouth.” I was enjoying helping my new found friend in the other booth and I was not appalled at the promise the newcomer had made. I heard shuffling feet and low conversation and some light laughter that sounded like smirks so I knew I was entertaining several of the farm type men I had seen earlier.
“See!” One of the group exclaimed. “I told you guys we should get one of these city fags to take care of our cocks at the graduation party last June instead of that loose pussy bitch you went to the big city to get. A fag cock sucker is the best for a real man’s party. Also they will do it for a sandwich and a coke.” The speaker laughed and the other guys joined in the laughter.
I found myself thinking that I had paid a good fee to the steam bath house and I could have all of these virile men free.
By the time I had satisfied the five rural type men, I found that their place had been taken by four students from my school class. I found out later that these were baseball players who had been sent to the park to practice by the baseball coach, Mr. Washington, an African American who was also my Social Studies teacher. I started to get up and leave without sucking off my schoolmates but two of them blocked my escape and one of these held my head to the hole while I took a cum load from a guy I sit next to in English Lit. “Come on, Bob the fag, eat Joe’s juicy load like you were doing for those farm boys!” I was commanded by a boy I very seldom spoke to as he was a sports nut in my opinion.
I knew it was useless to refuse so I did finish off the four guys as they took their turns.. Each of my classmates shot their hot cock soup right into my stomach. As I finished draining off Jeff, Mr. Washington came in to see why the boys were not practicing. “Now I see why you guys are not in training. Hold Head while I let him know what a real man’s cock tastes like!” With two of my classmates on each side holding me, Mr. Washington pulled out his black cock that was as long as mine but thicker and with heavier veins. The purple knob was uncut and the teacher pulled his foreskin back so the knob popped out. “Here, Head, suck this and tell me if it is not the best you have had today.” the teacher said as he pressed his cock head to my lips.
“You should see how many pricks Bob has drained already, Mr. Washington,” Jeff, the boy who seemed to be in charge of his fellow students in arranging my cock sucking chores said with a laugh. The other boys were mesmerized by the big black penis that the teacher was intent on having me service with my mouth and throat for I was sure he would have it deep in my throat before I got him off.
“I don’t think even a cock sucker like Bob can handle you, Mr. Washington,” Homer, one of the students, said.
“Well,” the coach replied, “Homer, you just make sure he stays for the full performance and you will see Bob Head take my load and maybe beg for more.” The black teacher threw his head back and laughed loudly. “The first three inches of ebony cock slipped into my throat and I could taste that the coach had not showered as yet. The cock I was sucking was just coming out of Mr. Washington’s chino slacks fly and I could not see his balls but I could imagine what they looked like.
“You would kill the fag boy if you ever fucked his ass with that,” Homer said and he put two of his fingers on the heavy black shaft of hot meat that had not been pushed into my oral cavity yet.
Mr. Washington slipped two more inches into my mouth and began to fuck my mouth. “Head would not be the first guy I have fucked and also not the first white fag,” the teacher revealed. The coach’s strokes became longer and faster and the cock head was trying to open my throat ring and enter my tonsils area. I began to enjoy the man sized fuck tool and I even stopped thinking about it being black. I was sucking off an African American and enjoying it to my surprise.
After nine or ten minutes, I felt Mr. Washington reach over and grab my hair. Pulling my hair as he pulled me closer to his fly, the coach had me where he could choke me by forcing his monster prick into my throat all the way. I was not able to speak, but I know my eyes were bugging out.
“I don’t want to see a drop of my sweet nectar wasted, cocksucker!” Mr. Washington exclaimed as he began to pour string after string of creamy hot cock juice directly into my throat and stomach. It was only after the teacher withdrew until only his knob was in my mouth that I was able to taste his cum. As the coach was shaking his cock and stuffing it back into his chinos, he spoke, “I don’t want to hear that you punks have told anyone else about our party or that Head is a great peter eater. We want to keep that for our own pleasure.” Once again the black teacher leaned back a whooped up a great big laugh.
As the coach started outdoors, Homer cried out, “I am so horny I have to fuck the fag’s face right now.” The black prick was replaced by the smaller white one and the other three students were all keyed up to get another blow job from their captive cocksucker. At last I had serviced the classmates twice each and my stomach had so much cum in it I was in danger of vomiting some of it out. My job was still not done, however as there were three more of the farm hand type that had been watching and I was compelled to suck them off also. My jaws were too tired to suck the pricks offered so I just held still and let my mouth be used as a cum dump.
None of the guys I had serviced made any attempt to relieve my cock. I had involuntarily cum three times without touching my cock. A big ejaculation was when Mr. Washington began to spill his creamy cock soup down my throat.
I thought everyone had gone out to practice when I discovered one stranger who had moved into the booth next to where I had been doing as commanded. As I was cleaning myself up this guy, a Chinese or Korean, looked around the partition and said to me, “You are one lucky sunuvabitch! I only watched those last eight cocks you got to suck off and the big fat juicy black one but I wish that you had been watching me getting filled with cum.” All I could do to reply is to give the man a weak smile as I staggered out to my car.
All the way home I felt my jaws aching and I knew I would be dreaming of the session I just had all night. I knew that I would be called upon to suck the four guys I had sucked off that afternoon when they felt like being blown but that would not be the worst thing, I would have to face Mr. Washington and I knew I would pop a boner every time I did.
I remember thinking as I fell asleep that night, I bet I will know the cloak room in the room Mr. Washington taught his classes very well by graduation day.
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