Cocksucker By David73

   Synopsis: A female friend teases Simon into admitting his cock sucking
fantasies.
"How old were you when you first sucked a dick?" Karen's question was
accompanied by smothered giggles from the rest of the group.  Simon opened

his mouth, then closed it again, staring speechless at his questioner.

   "Well?" Karen pushed for an answer, seemingly taking pleasure in his
discomfort.  "You know the rules.  You picked truth, so answer the
question!"

   "But I'm not gay!" Simon almost wailed in indignation.  Karen snorted in
disbelief.  "I'm not!" Simon glanced over towards Brenda, looking for some
support.  Brenda gave a little shrug of her shoulders, almost as if to say
`how should I know?' Simon ground his teeth in aggravation.  "You know damn
well I'm not gay" He muttered.

   "Well I've never seen you with a guy sure." Brenda grinned.  "Then again
you do seem kind of interested in Nick's crotch." Simon stared at his
friend in horror.  How could she say something like that?  And in public
too.  Brenda grinned at him, enjoying how flustered he was.

   "I'm not gay." Simon said again.  Karen glared at him and he wondered if
she was going to push this further.

   "Fine." She said in a tone which suggested she didn't believe a word he
said.  "Okay, who's next?  Truth or Dare?" Simon breathed a sigh of relief
as attention was focused on the next willing victim.

   *****

   "Why did she ask me that?" Simon asked for the hundredth time the
following night.  He was sitting at home in front of the computer surfing
the net while he chatted to Brenda on the phone.

   "I guess you just look kinda gay." Brenda responded, clearly fed up with
the whole topic.

   "Yeah well probably every girl in my year thinks I am gay now thanks to
you!" Simon continued.  Brenda laughed.

   "Oh it was just some harmless fun.  You looked cute all red faced like
that.  Besides..."

   "Besides what?" Simon asked angrily.

   "Well.  You do keep looking at Nick's crotch."

   "I do not." Simon denied indignantly.

   "Simon.  I've seen you do it.  Hey, it's okay.  He's got a big one, I
should know." Brenda laughed throatily.  "There's no harm in being
curious."

   "I'm not gay.  I've had girlfriends.  You know that!"

   "Sure.  I know." Brenda replied in a voice obviously meant to calm him
down.  "And I've talked to them so I know exactly what you've tried to get
them to do.  But..."

   "But what?"

   "Come on Simon, don't play dumb.  Nick's not the only guy whose crotch
I've seen you look at!"

   "I don't look at guys!" Simon's voice rose an octave as he denied her
accusation.

   "Simon, I've seen you!  When you think no one's looking.  You look right
at their bulge." Simon shook his head silently.

   "Don't even think of denying it." Brenda somehow sensed what he was
doing even though she couldn't see him.  `We're friends Simon.  It's not
like I'm going to tell anyone.  Just be honest about it.  Hey I love to
stare at a guy's package.  How do you think I saw you doing it?"

   "I'm not gay Brenda." Simon stuck firmly to his denials.  "I've never
done anything with a guy."

   "Oh I know." Brenda agreed.  "You're far too cautious to take a risk
like that.  But you have thought about it haven't you?" Simon's silence
spoke volumes.

   "Do you look at pictures online?" Brenda changed tack, but Simon stayed
silent, refusing to be drawn into the discussion.

   "Oh come on Simon.  You can tell me.  I already know you check out porn
sites.  I've been on your computer remember." Brenda laughed and Simon felt
himself flush with embarrassment, wondering just what she had seen.

   "It doesn't bother me a bit if you get friendly with Mr.  Hand while you
look at some pictures.  Hell I've probably got a bigger porn collection
that most of the guys you know."

   Simon couldn't help but laugh.  Brenda was openly sexual and frequently
very graphic about her urges.  It had taken him a while to get used to but
these days he usually talked to her like she was one of the guys.

   "So what do you do?  Do you look at some pics of a bimbo sucking on a
nice fat cock and think about sucking it yourself?" Brenda was just getting
warmed up.  Simon felt his cheeks heat.  She could be incredibly crude when
she got going and his silence was leading her dangerously close to the
mark.

   "It's late and I've got to get some sleep." He muttered.  "Go and watch
your porn.  I'll talk to you tomorrow."

   "Okay Simon, speak to you soon.  And don't wear your hand out!" Brenda
laughed as she hung up the phone.

   Simon leaned back in his chair and stared blankly at the computer screen
for a few minutes.  He hadn't lied; he'd never done anything with guys. 
And it wasn't like he'd ever really planned to.  He just occasionally
wondered that was all.  It was late and he really should be going to bed,
that wasn't just an excuse.

   Shaking his head he leant forward and quickly browsed to one of the
hidden folders on his computer, bringing up the thumbnail index of
pictures. There was the one he was thinking of.  With a couple of clicks he
brought up the full image and leaned back, staring at it.

   His eyes scanned the picture, taking in the cum coated face of the
blonde girl at the center of the image.  Then briefly flickering over to
the thick swollen cock that was shooting cum onto her.

   His eyes darted back to the girl with her slutty expression as the cum
dripped off her chin.  Reaching down he unzipped his pants, moaning as he
wrapped his hand around his cock.  His eyes drifted back to man in the
picture, his hand squeezing his cock as he pumped all over the girl.

   He stared at the shiny purple head of the cock on the screen as he
started to stroke his shaft.  Brenda's dirty laughter echoed in his head.

   *****

   "So... where do you find your dick pics?  Do you visit the gay sites or
do you find them somewhere else?" Brenda's throaty laugh was mocking.  A
week later and she still wouldn't give him a break.  Every time they spoke
in private she brought the subject up again.  And she was starting to sneak
sly digs about it into their public conversations too.

   "I'm not gay!" He said far too loudly, her constant teasing getting to
him.

   "But you do check out dicks." Brenda replied casually and Simon bit his
lip in frustration.  He should never have admitted to that, but she had
finally worn him down.  He was already regretting it.  Instead of ending
the conversation it just seemed to have encouraged her.  "Sooo....  What do
you look at?  Girls sucking guys?  Girls jerking guys?  Guy's sucking
guys?" Brenda's laugh sounded filthy.  "Or do you just stare at big stiff
pricks?" She was loving this.

   "Depends." Simon mumbled, relieved that this was another telephone
conversation.  He wasn't sure why he kept letting her drag him into these
conversations.  Perhaps it was just nice to be able to confide in someone.
But he was sure he couldn't have handled this conversation in person. 
"Sometimes it's guy's stroking themselves."

   "Mmm...  yeah." Brenda gave a throaty growl.  "I love to see a man
squeeze his thick prick.  Doesn't it just make you want to taste them?"

   "No!" Simon protested.  Brenda just laughed.  "So you just stare at
dicks and feel yourself huh.  You've never once thought about licking one?"

   Simon bit his lip.  He couldn't think of a safe way to answer such a
direct question.  She wouldn't believe him if he said no anyway, but he
certainly wasn't going to come out and say yes.

   "I thought so." Brenda crowed triumphantly, taking his silence as all
the confirmation she needed.  "Hold on a second.  I want to send you
something.  Check your email."

   Simon spun round in his chair and hurriedly brought up his mail program.
Clicking the mouse impatiently he checked for new mail.  Sure enough there
was one from Brenda.

   "What is it?" He asked suspiciously.

   "Open it and find out." She said, sounding remarkably eager.  Simon
frowned, wondering what she was up to now.  With a shrug he opened the
email.  There was only one line of text.  It read:

   What do you think of when you look at this one?

   Directly below the simple question, an image was loading.  Simon stared
in shock as an extreme close up of a very erect cock gradually revealed
itself.

   "Well?" Brenda chuckled in delight.  Simon swallowed, his eyes taking in
every detail of the large image.  Whoever this guy was, he must have been
painfully hard.  The purple head of his cock was glistening with precum,
ready to explode at any moment.

   "Big isn't it?" Brenda teased and Simon heard himself moan softly.  "Oh,
do you like it?"

   "Yes." Simon whispered, still staring at the picture.

   "Want to see more hmm Simon?"

   "Yes." Simon could feel his own cock hardening as he stared at the
picture on his computer screen.

   "First I want you to tell me one thing Simon." Brenda's tone changed,
becoming more authoritative.  "When you look at that cock, do you imagine
what it would be like to suck it?" Simon closed his eyes, his breathing
ragged.

   "Look at it Simon.  Look at how swollen it is." There was huskiness to
Brenda's voice as she spoke.  "See how the head glistens with pre-cum. 
Can't you just imagine reaching out your tongue to taste that?"

   Simon shivered at her words, shifting uncomfortably in his chair as his
cock twitched and stirred.  His eyes remained fixed on the picture as
Brenda whispered into his ear.

   "Mmm.  Just think about licking it, tasting his excitement.  Feeling
that cock throb at your touch.  And what would you do then hmm?  Would you
open your mouth?  Would you lean forward and slide your lips over the
shaft, sucking on that hard prick?"

   Simon groaned, thrusting his hips forward, pressing his hard cock
against the stiff material of his jeans as he reacted to Brenda's teasing.

   "He was so horny when I took that picture." Brenda laughed.  "I'd been
teasing his cock for about fifteen minutes by then and he was begging me
for relief.  He was so desperate he'd probably have let you do the
sucking."

   Simon shivered, closing his eyes to escape the image and clear his
thoughts.  He should have guessed that this would be one of Brenda's many
boyfriends.  The thought of her stroking and teasing that thick shaft just
added to his excitement though.

   "Wouldn't you like to taste him?" Brenda whispered, somehow sensing his
weakness, her own excitement obviously growing as she worked on him. 
"Can't you just imagine his hot, thick shaft in your mouth?  He's not
gentle and he doesn't like to stay still.  He would fuck your face."

   Simon gasped, desperately pulling his cock free from his pants.  His
hand wrapped around his erection, gripping it tightly.  He moaned as he
started to jerk his cock.

   "What are you doing Simon?" Brenda asked sharply.  "Are you... touching
yourself?" Her voice took on a faintly disgusted tone.

   "Yes." Simon groaned, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as his hand
continued to stroke his needy cock.

   "Ewww!" Brenda squealed.  "I'm not sitting here listening to you jerk
off.  Call a phone sex line and pay like all the other pervs.  I'll call
you tomorrow." There was a click as she hung up the phone.  Simon shuddered
with shame, but he couldn't stop himself.  His hand squeezed and stroked
his cock as he put the phone down.  His eyes were still glued to Brenda's
picture as he jacked off, her disgusted words echoing in his head.

   An alert popped up on screen announcing a new email.  It was from
Brenda. Without hesitating he reached over and clicked it open.  Just like
the last one, there was only a single line of text before two images.

   Guess I have my answer huh?

   Simon eagerly scrolled down to look at the new images.  The first again
showed a close up of the large dick, this time with a delicate feminine
hand, Brenda's he guessed, wrapped around the shaft.  Simon blinked as he
realized the size of the cock in that picture.

   But it was the second picture that really captured his attention.  While
the previous two had shown the cock on the verge of cumming, this one
showed the aftermath.  A trickle of cum rand down the thick shaft, spilling
over Brenda's hand.  Underneath the picture was another line of text.

   Imagine that in your mouth cocksucker!

   Simon groaned, jerking his cock feverishly.

   *****

   "Hey." Simon drawled into the handset, his mind still focused on the
blog post he was reading.

   "Hey there yourself cocksucker." Brenda's throaty laugh greeted him. 
"Seen any big ones today?"

   "What's up Brenda?" Simon ignored her continued attempts to bait him. 
Ever since he'd exposed his weakness to her so blatantly she couldn't
resist any chance for a dig at his expense.  He just hoped she hadn't said
anything to Karen.  Those two spent a lot of time together giggling and
laughing.

   "Probably you." Brenda sniggered.  "You aren't going to start panting
and moaning at me again are you?"

   "No Brenda." Simon sighed.

   "That's good, because honey I only do phone sex for my boyfriends and
you're just a little too weedy for my tastes."

   "Was there a point to this call Brenda?" Simon snapped.  Her last
comment stung.  He knew she went for the big, muscled guys and he knew he
was anything but that.  Still did she have to come out and say it?  It
wasn't like he'd ever come on to her.

   "Check your email." Brenda's voice was chilly.  "And keep your hands on
the keyboard this time."

   Simon's pulse started to race.  Had she sent him more pictures?  Knowing
he was playing into her game, he quickly brought up his mail program and
opened her latest email.  There was just a single picture this time with no
text.  Instead of the close up he had expected though it was a full body
shot.  To his mixed horror and excitement, he recognized Nick, Brenda's
latest fling.

   Nick was standing nude in what Simon was pretty sure was Brenda's
bedroom.  Typical of the arrogant jock that he was, Nick was clearly
posing. Proudly thrusting his erect cock forward and from the look on his
face he was sure he looked good.

   "Do you like it?" Brenda asked, almost purring with satisfaction.  "He's
8 inches, I know you were wondering.  He has a thing for standing over me
like that when I suck him.  And when he gets worked up, he just grabs hold
of me and thrusts until he cums."

   Simon licked his lips, staring at Nick's image.  He could already feel
his cock stirring in his pants as Brenda described sucking on her
boyfriend. She knew him too well and was pressing all the right buttons.

   "So... do you want to suck him?" Brenda's throaty growl made the act
sound so dirty.  Simon shuddered.  "I think I can arrange it if you want.
Nick just loves having his cock sucked.  He'll think wearing a blindfold is
kinky.  Then his dick is all yours!"

   Simon bit his lips, squirming in his chair.  He looked at the picture
again.  He couldn't believe he was even considering this.  That cocky grin
on Nick's face infuriated him, but the thick 8 inch cock jutting from his
crotch... How would it feel sliding over his tongue?

   "I can make it happen Simon.  All you have to do is admit you want it.
Tell me how you'd like to kneel before my boyfriend and take his cock in
your mouth." Brenda's voice became louder and more demanding.  "Tell me and
I'll turn you into the cocksucker you want to be."

   Simon groaned, feverish images flickering through his mind.  His cock
pressed against his jeans but he forced himself to keep his hands on the
keyboard.  Nobody would know.  Well nobody but Brenda, and she already knew
all about his dirty little secret and she was a friend after all.

   "Keep your hands out of your pants." Brenda said sharply.  "Answer the
question.  Do you want to suck his cock?"

   "Yes." Simon gasped, unable to resist any longer.  His heart pounding in
his chest.

   "Good boy.  Now listen carefully.  This Saturday night I'm having a
party at my apartment.  There's going to be lots of people there.  Plenty
of distractions, plenty of alcohol.  Nick will never realize you're in my
room and you can gobble up his prick like the cocksucker I know you are."
Simon whimpered, thrusting his hips, rubbing his cock head against his
jeans.

   "No touching that cock." Brenda snapped.  "I want you horny for
Saturday. We don't want you getting cold feet and backing out at the last
minute.  Understand?"

   "Yes." Simon gasped, clenching his fists, his nails digging into his
palms.

   "I can't wait to see you slurping dick." Brenda laughed crudely.  "Sweet
dreams cocksucker!"

   *****

   Simon trembled nervously as he knelt in the dark closet, waiting
impatiently for Brenda's signal.  He could hear the thumping music and
muffled conversations from the party going on in the main room of the
apartment.

   Brenda had snuck him into her room what felt like hours ago with strict
instructions to remain in the closet and to say quiet.  Since then,
nothing. He just knelt there, his cock somehow rigid with anticipation as
he was left to think about what he was going to do tonight.  He wondered
for the hundredth time if he could actually go through with it.  But at
this point, did he even really have a choice anyway?

   Brenda had become even more domineering in their relationship since she
had put this plan into motion.  It seemed almost as though his opinions
didn't matter at all.  Somehow he didn't think she would let him back out
now.

   Simon tensed up as he heard the bedroom door swing opened.  Footsteps
and the sound of a giggling female followed.  Could that be Brenda?  She
sounded so different, so girly.  It wasn't someone else surely?

   "Are you ready for your big surprise huh?" Brenda cooed her voice
breathy and feminine.  Simon blinked in surprise.  "Just stand right there
for a moment while I get everything ready.  And remember no peaking from
out of that blindfold!"

   Simon wiped his sweaty palms on his shirt as Brenda's voice drew closer.
She yanked the closet door open and grinned down at him, obviously enjoying
the joke she was playing on her boyfriend.  That grin made him even more
nervous.  Brenda had a dark sense of humor.

   "What'cha doing babe?" Nick slurred.  Brenda had clearly lived up to her
word and he'd had plenty to drink.  Maybe they could actually get away with
pulling this switch on him.

   "Patience honey.  You're really gonna enjoy this." Brenda winked at
Simon before sauntering back over to her boyfriend.  Simon watched as she
ran her hands over Nick's body, casually squeezing his ass before she
deftly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants.

   "Now we're getting somewhere." Nick grinned that cocky grin of his as
Brenda lowered his boxers.  He groaned as she took his already stiffening
prick in her hand, stroking him.  Brenda glanced over at Simon, summoning
him with a movement of her head.

   Simon crawled ever so cautiously towards the couple, wincing nervously
at the slightest noise he made.  He could hear the thumping beat of the
music from the party through the thin bedroom door.  Had Brenda remembered
to lock it he wondered?

   By the time he reached their feet, Brenda's hand had achieved the
desired effect on Nick's cock which now jutted out every bit as arrogantly
as the man himself.  Simon stared up at it as he knelt before them.  Brenda
grinned down at him, her hand moving slowly up and down the thick shaft,
displaying her lover's cock for him.  Simon's face was only inches away now
from the cock he's been fantasizing about for days now.

   Simon looked to Brenda for reassurance.  Her grin was somehow mocking as
she nodded her head in encouragement.  Licking his lips, and spurred on by
the hardness of his own cock; Simon slowly extended his tongue, pausing as
he touched Nick's purple cock head.

   Nick's reaction was instantaneous.  He gasped, jerking his hips forward,
as though seeking something to fuck.  Emboldened, Simon opened his mouth
and let the hot thick shaft slip over his tongue and into his mouth. 
Brenda watched with hot eyes.

   "Surprise!" Brenda squealed once Simon had Nick's cock fully in his
mouth.  Simon glanced up at her in shock, not daring to remove his mouth.
He could feel his heart thumbing in his chest.  Nick's body went rigid with
confusion as he realized that it wasn't his girlfriend's mouth encircling
him.  Simon struggled to control his panic.  If Nick took of the blindfold,
he was a dead man.

   "I know how much you looove a good blow job honey.  So I got you a cock
sucker for your birthday.  Does it feel good?" Brenda smiled evilly at
Simon as she soothed her boyfriend.

   Realizing he had to maintain the act, Simon bobbed his head, moving
slowly backwards and forwards as he sucked on Nick's hard cock.  Brenda's
eyes burned into him as she continued to talk.

   "This one just loves cock." Brenda purred.  "Don't hold anything back.
This slut loves to be face fucked." Simon shuddered; Brenda's words making
him feel so cheap and dirty as he slobbered on her boyfriend's cock.  He
moaned in horror as he saw Nick's hand reaching up to remove his blindfold.
Simon swirled his tongue around the stiff shaft in his mouth, trying to
distract him.

   Brenda's grin was pure evil and for a moment he was sure she was going
to let Nick remove the blindfold.  But at the last second she reached out a
restraining arm.

   "I told you no peeking babe." She teased.  "This is a shy cock whore."

   Nick laughed, letting his hand drop to his side and Simon trembled with
humiliation and shame at the verbal abuse.  For a brief moment he pictured
how he must look to Brenda.  Kneeling before this man, his lips wrapped
around a cock.  His head bobbing up and down as he eagerly sucked while his
own prick bulged in his pants.  No wonder she could barely keep a straight
face as she watched him.

   "Remember, don't hold back babe." Brenda encouraged Nick.  "Fuck the
slut's mouth." Simon felt her hand on the back of his head, pushing him
further forward until he almost gagged.

   "Shove your prick down this cock sucker's throat." Brenda hissed.  Nick
responded to her urging, thrusting forward, his cock pushing deeper into
Simon's mouth, making him gag and drool.  Brenda laughed.

   "God what a slut." Brenda's nails dug into Simon's scalp as she held him
in place for her boyfriend.  "You like that huh whore?"

   "Mmmmph!" Simon mumbled a protest around the thick cock in his mouth. 
Brenda just smirked at him.  "Been dreaming about this for days haven't
you."

   Simon shuddered and gagged again as Nick thrust more violently.  His
face and neck red with shame as Brenda held him while her boyfriend used
him like some cheap whore.  The evidence of his excitement was obvious to
her.  His cock bulging and throbbing in his pants despite the humiliation.
He worked desperately to finish this quickly.  He redoubled his efforts,
sucking and licking Nick's cock, feeling it thrust deep into his mouth,
feeling the saliva dripping down his chin as he took the cock into his
throat.

   With an animalistic cry, Nick thrust violently forward, jamming his cock
into Simon's mouth one last time.  Simon shuddered as he felt hot, salty
sperm flooding his mouth.  Nick grunted spurting in Simon's mouth as Brenda
pressed Simon's face against her boyfriend's crotch, holding him there. 
Simon struggled to swallow the sperm filling his mouth, almost choking in
the process.  He felt some of it oozing out of the corners of his mouth.

   Finally Nick stepped backwards and Brenda released her grip Simon's
head. He fell forward resting his head on the ground.  From the corner of
his eyes he watched as Brenda carefully lead Nick away from the scene,
helping him put his clothes back on.

   "On you go babe.  Tell everyone about the present your hot girlfriend
gave you." Brenda laughed.  "I've got some tidying up to do here.  It seems
like someone was better at sucking than they were at swallowing." Simon
closed his eyes, trying to block out the shame he felt.  He heard the
bedroom door open and close, the party seemed like it was still going
strong.

   When he finally opened his eyes again, Brenda was standing over him with
a strange look on her face.  Was it contempt?  Triumph?

   "Was it as good as you imagined while you were jerking off to pictures
of his cock?" She sneered down at him.  Simon opened his mouth, then closed
it again, unsure how to react to his friends aggressive mood.  Rowdy cheers
exploded in the room outside.

   "Sounds like Nick just told his friends all about the cock slut in the
bedroom doesn't it?" Brenda smirked.  "And you certainly were an eager cock
sucker.  Amateurish, but enthusiastic.  I'm sure you'll get plenty of
practice now though." She nudged Simon's bulging crotch with the toe of her
shoe and he moaned.  "Boy are you excited."

   Before Simon could answer the bedroom door swung open and Karen breezed
in.  Here gaze took in the scene in an instant.  Laughing she turned and
closed the door.  Simon stared at her than looked back at Brenda in shock.

   "Nick really really enjoyed your present Brenda." Karen laughed again.
"He's telling all his friends about what an eager whore you found for him.
They were getting really jealous until I told them they could get in on the
action for a small fee."

   "Told you you'd be getting plenty of practice didn't I Simon?" Brenda
nudged his crotch again with her foot.  Simon shuddered, looking around the
room for some way to escape.  "Oh don't worry; they'll have to wear
blindfolds." Simon shook his head.

   "Awww poor baby.  Don't you want to suck more dicks?" Brenda teased him.
"That's a shame because there are about a dozen guys out there who are
paying to use your mouth.  You've got a simple choice.  Do exactly what I
tell you or we'll just open that door and let everybody see who the cock
sucking slut is."

   Simon closed his eyes in despair.  He didn't understand why Brenda was
acting this way, but he couldn't think of any way out.  Karen laughed
again, obviously enjoying his humiliation.

   "I knew you were a fag." She grinned.  "Put the blindfold on him, I
can't wait to watch this!"

   "What?" Simon opened his eyes, looking at the two women.  "What
blindfold?"

   "Well it's only fair isn't it?" Brenda grinned cruelly.  "All your
customers will be wearing blindfolds after all.  Besides half the guys out
there are people you know.  I want you to wonder every time you meet them,
if they came in your mouth." Karen laughed again.

   Simon opened his mouth to protest, then closed it again, seeing the
futility.  Karen pulled the blindfold out of her pocket and quickly tied it
around his head, leaving him in darkness.  He knelt, waiting nervously for
something to happen.

   He heard the door open followed by footsteps and some low muttering. 
Then he recognized the sound of Karen's laughter.  Hot flesh slapped
against his cheek.

   "Open up cock sucker!" Brenda ordered him.

   Simon followed her instructions; open his mouth and moving his head
around, trying to capture the cock in his mouth.  Brenda and Karen both
laughed at his efforts.

   "The slut just can't wait to get more cock." Brenda snorted.

   Simon burned with humiliation at their continued mockery.  Despite
himself his own cock remained rock hard.  He finally caught the anonymous
cock in his mouth and quickly went to work, licking and sucking.  He wasn't
sure exactly how many more he would taste tonight, but the only thing he
could think to do was to get them off as quickly as possible.

   His customer impatiently thrust his cock deeper into Simon's mouth.  In
the back of his mind, Simon noted that this cock was thinner and shorter
than Nick's.  He shied away from trying to identify who it might belong to.

   It couldn't have been much more than a minute before the cock in his
mouth was jerking and spurting it's bitter load of cum down his throat. 
Simon swallowed as best he could, but the last few spurts landed on him as
the man pulled out.  He knelt in the darkness feeling the cum cooling on
him, waiting for the next cock.

   Cock after cock thrust into Simon's mouth.  He licked, sucked and
swallowed until the taste of cum lingered on his tongue even when his mouth
was empty.  At first he counted, but after ten he lost track.  His jaw
ached from the abuse.

   With each customer Karen and Brenda, watched and laughed, sometimes
making comments about his technique or enthusiasm.  Other times they urged
on his anonymous customer.

   When they grew bored, they amused themselves by cupping and stroking his
crotch, making him squirm and writhe.  But before he got too close to
cumming their hands withdrew leaving him frustrated and desperate.  Finally
it was over and Brenda pulled the blindfold from his face.  The party was
done, everyone had left.  Simon blinked as his eyes slowly adjusted to the
light again.  He looked around the room, relieved to see that the only
other person present was Karen.  She looked at him and smirked.  He
blushed, knowing she would picture him like this every time she saw him
from now on.

   He gasped in pain as Brenda grabbed him by the hair and pulled him over
towards the mirror.

   "Look at yourself!" She hissed.

   Simon stared at the mirror in horror.  He couldn't quite believe how he
looked.  His sweaty hair plastered against his skull, his face covered in
cum from who knew how many cocks and his pants bulged obscenely from his
unrelieved arousal.

   "I heard what you called me." Brenda snarled, yanking on his hair. 
"What did you tell those guys?  `Yeah she's hot looking, but she's a whore,
jumps from one guy to the next.'" Simon trembled in horror.  How had she
overheard that conversation?  "Well guess what?  I may be a whore, but I'm
not the one who gave 15 guys blowjobs at a party.  I'm not the one who
charged $5 a suck.  I'm not the one who's so turned on he can't keep his
hands off his cock.  So tell me Simon, who's the real whore here?  Huh cock
sucker?" 


  
Cocksucker