
PART 5


 Except for a short break for Thanksgiving, we kept up our secret schedule until the 
Christmas season. Two weeks before Christmas, Bill informed me that his old friend, 
David, was returning to the area for the holidays to visit family and friends. Like himself, 
David was bi and very “top”. They used to go to gay hangouts together looking for 
“bottoms.”  David was also married but his wife, who would not be coming with him 
because she was visiting her family on the west coast, knew nothing of his gay side. Bill 
said that he and David would be stopping by because he wanted to show David what a 
well-trained cocksucker he had. Early one evening, a few days before Christmas, I got a 
phone call from Bill. He said that he and David were on their way over. Ten minutes later 
came the knock on my door. I let them in and Bill quickly introduced me to David. He 
then told me that I was going to show David how well I sucked his cock. He ordered me 
to undress and he dropped his pants and pulled down his underwear. I undressed, got on 
my knees and got to work on Bill’s cock. David relaxed on the couch. They laughed and 
joked while Bill stood and I sucked him off. He shot a larger than usual load in my mouth 
as David cheered. David asked Bill if he could fuck me in the ass. Bill said my ass was 
his “private stock”, but it would be OK if I gave him a blowjob. David stood up, removed 
his shoes, socks, pants and underwear and sat down on the couch and spread his legs. Bill 
looked down at me and said “crawl over there and get to work, cocksucker.” Then he sat 
down on an easy chair while I crawled on my hands and knees across the floor stopping 
between David’s open legs. David’s cock was also cut, but a little smaller than Bill’s. His 
balls were about the same size as Bill’s but less hairy. I got started by licking and gently 
sucking David’s sack. I could tell by his groaning that he was enjoying it. After about 
five minutes, David ordered me to get to work on his cock. I slid his cock into my mouth 
and started sucking on its head while I stroked his shaft. David placed one hand loosely 
on the back of my neck and used it and his thrusting hips to set the rhythm. I did not feel 
controlled as much as when I sucked Bill off. David was not in a hurry. It took at least 
fifteen minutes of sucking and stroking before he shot a medium sized load into my 
mouth. His cum was saltier than Bill’s but not as sticky. David allowed me to lift my 
head off his cock before I swallowed. Without even thinking, I licked his cock and balls 
and then “sucked him dry” to finish the job. I suddenly realized that Bill did have me 
trained. Bill and David got dressed and said that they were going to check out some of 
their old “haunts.” David said “If they didn’t find anything, he might like to come back 
for another session with me.” Bill laughed and said “why not.” As they left, I hoped that 
they would come back. They did return later that night. I sucked off David first and then 
Bill. Before they left, David told Bill that I was a “good thing” and asked if they could 
visit me again. Bill said he needed to spend most of his time with Karen through the 
holidays but David could “call on me” as much as he wanted since he knew I was a cock 
slut that couldn’t get enough. He was right.

For the next two weeks, except Christmas and New Years Day, David “called on me” 
every day. He would page me with 333333 and then show up twenty minutes later. If I 
wasn’t home when he paged, I would hustle to get home before he arrived. After a few 
days, David fell into a routine of coming over late at night. He would lie on my bed and 
smoke cigars and eat junk food while watch a late night movie.  I would kneel between 
his legs and slowly suck his cock. If he got too “turned on” he would make me work on 
his balls or take a short break. When the movie would end, my cocksucking would begin 
in earnest. David liked a variety of positions. Often, he would have me lie on my back 
and then straddle my chest. Other times he would have me lie on my back on the bed 
with my head hanging over the edge. He would then stand beside the bed and use my 
mouth. One of his favorites was to kneel on the bed. I would then get on my hands and 
knees on the bed and get my head really low so that I could get at his cock. David would 
reach over my back and work on my asshole while I sucked him off. After David would 
shoot his load in my mouth, he would fall asleep instead of returning to his motel. I 
would sleep in the guest room. The next morning, I would make him breakfast and bring 
it to him in bed. His cock was always rock hard when he woke up and he would have me 
suck it. We would move from the bed to the shower where I would wash his back. When 
he was done washing everything else, he would push me down onto my knees and I 
would suck his cock some more. Then we would dry off and return to the living room, 
where he would sit on the couch, and I would suck his cock until he came in my mouth. 
David would then get dressed and go about his business of the day. Five days before he 
was leaving for home David and I were “doing” our shower routine. I was on my knees 
sucking his cock, when he said “I want to piss on you.” With his hard cock in my mouth, 
I was in no position to say anything. He turned off the shower and pulled his cock out of 
my mouth. Several seconds passed. Then a stream of piss started flowing from his cock. 
He pissed all over my chest and arms. Then he aimed his piss in my hair and all over my 
face. When the flow started to slacken, he pinched the shaft of his cock to cut it off. He 
said “lift your head and open your mouth”. I opened my eyes, looked up at him and 
opened my mouth wide. He placed the tip of his cock an inch or so from my mouth, let 
off on his shaft and filled my mouth with piss. He clamped down again to stop the flow 
and said “swallow.”  His piss tasted warm, salty and slightly bitter. Compared to cum, it 
was easy to swallow. I was slightly grossed out, yet really turned on by this. He filled my 
mouth again and again and I swallowed again and again. When his piss was finally 
running out, he shoved his cock in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as it dribbled. Then I 
sucked out the remaining piss and sucked some more until his cock was rock hard again. 
After a few minutes, David turned on the shower. I washed the piss off and we dried off.  
We went to the living room and I sucked his cock until he came. Each succeeding day at 
shower time, he made me drink more of his piss. The last morning David and I 
“showered” he just lightly sprinkled my face with piss before he started filling my mouth. 
He had a very large bladder. He must have filled my mouth thirty times. I could feel my 
stomach sloshing when we left the shower. I was so grateful that I gave David an 
extended rimming and ball sucking before I sucked him off for the last time. David’s 
style was different than Bill’s, he was masterful and a total stud. I was sorry to see him 
leave. After New Years, Bill and I picked up where we left off. I don’t think David ever 
told Bill about making me drink his piss, because Bill never mentioned it or made me 
drink his piss. 

At the beginning of March, Bill stopped paging me on Wednesday’s. A few weeks later, 
he told me that he had enlisted another submissive cocksucker named Carl and was 
getting him trained and on a regular scheduled.  He was enjoying the variety. Bill said 
that Carl’s specialty was deep throat sucking. Bill joked that he was “born” without a gag 
reflex. I understood but I did miss being “used” as often by Bill. He still had me do the 
weekly manicure and pedicure. I did not have as much time for doing the other chores for 
him, but I suspect that Carl also spent a good deal of time doing Bill’s work. At first, I 
anticipated that Bill would eventually drop me entirely for Carl, but that proved not to be 
true. We settled into a stable routine. Carl had Wednesdays and I had Tuesdays. Once, I 
parked up the street from Bill’s house on a Wednesday to check Carl out. He was a 
normal looking guy. He was about 6 foot tall and looked to be about 150 lbs with a slight 
build. He was clean shaven had brown hair. He looked to be a couple of years younger 
than me but it was hard to really tell from a distance. 

Around the beginning of May, Bill announced that he had accepted a transfer to Southern 
California. It included a big promotion that was too good to pass up. For his last 
“session” before leaving town Bill decided that he wanted both Carl and me to service 
him. I showed up at exactly the time Bill requested and so did Carl. We walked up the 
sidewalk together. Carl looked as nervous as I felt and probably looked. We didn’t say 
much to each other. Bill let us in, ordered us to strip and got us both down on our knees 
as he stood in front of us. He alternated us between his cock and balls. I was impressed 
by Carl’s deep throat technique. He could get Bill’s cock down his throat and keep it 
there for long periods of time. Sometimes Bill appeared to be fucking this throat. After a 
very long time, Bill was ready to cum. He moved me around in back of him and had me 
work on his asshole while Carl continued to suck him off. He came in Carl’s mouth or 
perhaps down his throat. Then he turned around and had me clean him up and “suck him 
dry” while Carl took over working on his asshole. Bill was really busy getting ready to 
move so that was the end of the session. Bill promised to have me come out to California 
for a “vacation” of cocksucking, but I never heard from him. I am sure that he has found 
other guys willing to get on their knees for him. Our arrangement lasted a full year. I 
gave Bill over a hundred blowjobs and I must have swallowed quarts of his cum. It never 
stopped being exciting and satisfying and I have no regrets. Six months after Bill moved 
to California, I moved to Atlanta, Georgia where I live today. I have gotten married and 
have settled into a “secret” bisexual lifestyle. 

I am always looking for good discreet action. If you want to chat or comment or wish to 
contact me for any other reason, you can write to me at jcbottom@hotmail.com.


