Planned Outings (part 3)
My sexual life has been very private – while many know I am a cocksucker, that part of my life is very separate from my family and business. Many times I have wished that I could be out to some of my closest associates, but could never take the chance. This story series was inspired by that desire. This is dedicated to my late friend Phil, who was out to everyone.
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The next morning I awoke wondering how often I would be blowing Rick. I'd be willing to do it every day, but realizing it would probably be much less. I thought about how often I wanted to suck and thought that three blowjobs a day would be nice. I've done more than that before , but had to work at finding strangers to blow. If I could find five to ten nearby regulars, that might keep me sucking several times a day. But who to choose?
As I thought about it, I realized that I was good friends with three of my neighbors, and it would be really easy for me to stop by their place, or for them to stop by mine for a blowjob.
During the day I assembled all the information I would need to get Marcy started and called her. She was pleased that I had more contacts for her and we agreed to meet in the same coffee shop that evening.
I met her and gave her the contact information for my neighbors Lee, Jeff, and Mark, paying her the $150 advance. As I drove back home Rick called me and said he really needed a blowjob. He was in the neighborhood so I invited to stop by my house.
I arrived home and Rick arrived fifteen minutes later. Rick entered and I asked how much time he had. He said he had about half an hour and asked if it was ok if he got undressed. I agreed and he asked me to undress as well.
Soon we were both naked and both hard. I approached Rick and he took my cock in his hand. I breathed deeply, not expecting this. My cock was getting even harder in his hand.
"I'm not interested in sucking cock," Rick said, "but I am curious about cock, and hope it's ok if I feel you."
"Sure," I replied, "you can feel me all you like."
I took Ricks cock in my hand and squeezed it. He sighed and asked me to suck, him, so I dropped to my knees and sucked. Because Rick had me hard, I was stroking myself while I sucked him.
Soon Rick was shooting his load into my mouth while I shot my cum into my hand. Rick looked at the cum in my hand with interest. I raised my hand to my mouth and licked up my cum.
"Wow, that was really hot!" said Rick, "you and I cumming together like that".
"Depending on where we are, sometimes we can do more of it," I replied, "but in your office it will be more of a blow and go."
We both got dressed and Rick left. I really liked the way things were shaping up.
I checked my email and found a blowjob request from one of my regulars, whom I had blown several times before. He was looking for another blowjob -- tonight if possible.
I really wasn't really wanting to give more blowjobs tonight, but if one of my regulars needs relief, I put that need ahead of my own interests. He left his phone number, so I called him right back.
He asked me to meet him in the local McDonalds, which I agreed to. I arrived in fifteen minutes and found him waiting. I greeted him and told him to go into the mens room and into the stall, latching the door. I would join him in a few minutes and knock on the door twice. He should open the door then.
Soon I entered the mens room and saw that there were no others inside. I knocked twice on the door to the stall and he unlatched it. I entered and latched the door behind me. McDonalds stalls work well for blowjobs because they are large and the walls go all the way to the floor. We went into the corner, out of sight and he dropped his pants. I sucked him as he face fucked me and soon he was shooting his hot cum into my mouth. Afterward he left the stall and I latched the door, so nobody would see two people leaving at once.
There was a tug at the door as someone tried to open it. "I'll be right out", I said.
I was nervous now -- I had given dozens of blowjobs in the stalls and this had never happened. I unlatched the door and stepped out.
"You must have been blowing that other guy," he said.
Feigning ignorance, I just replied, "May I help you?"
"Yeah," he said, "get back in there and blow me!"
I was really nervous now, but feeling some excitement as well. I went back into the stall and the guy entered, latching the door.
I knelt in the corner and he unzipped and approached me. He took his cock out and put it in my mouth. I sucked him as he whispered, "take that, you fucking faggot!"
Soon he came and pulled out. "Now get out of here, you queer!" he said.
I got up. Before I left I reached into my back pocket and pulled out one of my "cocksucker cards". The card said "Like my work? Contact me for more!" and listed my first name and email address. I handed it to him and told him he could contact me for more if he liked. He scowled at me, so I left immediately.
My heart was pounding as I drove home. It was a scary experience but I liked the way it worked out. I realized that if the guy had been a radical fag hater that he might have beat me up – I was really glad he wasn't.
I drove home and went to bed, having enough excitement for one day!
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