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Date: Wed, 10 Jun 2020 17:36:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ronald Shearing <ronald.shearing@yahoo.com>
Subject: Unlocking Sexual Secrets 51

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 51

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Fuck. This was not good.

"Right, 'Mister FLS-8262'. Let's start."

I couldn't help thinking to myself I'd gotten myself into a serious
situation here. All I wanted to do was leave the house and go home.

I tried to compose myself. I decided to speak before the guy could get into
his flow.

"Look, I think it's better if I leave.."

"You do, do you?", the guy in front of me interjected, "Well, I think you
better not leave. Not just now anyway."

I opened my mouth to reply. The guy put his hand up to stop me.

He seemed quite physically imposing. Tall, wiry. With his shaved head he
looked quite mean. I didn't think getting him angry was a good idea. He
looked like he could certainly kick my ass if he wanted to. I decided to
let him continue.

He carried on.

"Let me ask you one thing, Mister. How much trouble you think you could end
up in? You know, with what I just caught you doing to Alvin?"

I stared back blankly.

"How old did Alvin tell you he was?"

My mouth felt dry.

"Come on! How old?"

"Nineteen," I replied.

The man in front of me smiled.

"Always adds two years on. Usually says eighteen, but with it being his
Birthday last week, I guess he now says nineteen. It figures. Well. He's
seventeen. Just turned seventeen, actually."

I stared back at the guy. Jeff, I think Al had called him. I wasn't sure if
he wanted me to say anything. I thought about standing up. Just walking
out. I think Jeff caught an idea of what I was thinking.

"OK. I have your license plate on my phone. So, don't think about going
anywhere 'til we've finished our talk. OK? And just so you know, I'm an ex-
cop, and I still have contacts in law enforcement."

Shit, this was going from bad to worse.

"Anyway, I'll carry on. What's the age of consent in New York state? Say,
for someone of Alvin and your, ehm, 'sexual orientation'?"

Fuck. Where was this going? I didn't actually fucking know.

"I don't know," I managed to reply.

"You don't know?"

"He said he was nineteen."

"Fucking shut up. Jeez. It doesn't matter what Alvin said. Any idea? How
old?"

There was another pause. I couldn't think of what to say. All I could think
about was getting out of the house.

"Sixteen?", I said, hopefully.

"Nope. It's seventeen."

I inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

"But.."

Fuck. What now?

Jeff continued, "The law states that a parent, or in my case guardian,
Alvin's not my son, well, they can use whatever legal methods at their
disposal, and I'm virtually fucking quoting the statute here, use whatever
legal methods at their disposal to prevent the seventeen year-old from
engaging in sexual activity with an adult."

This was starting to really worry me.

"Look, I don't want any trouble, the situation, well, Al, sorry Alvin.." I
stuttered.

"Look, I know he initiated it. He does it all the time. I've caught him a
couple of times now. Usually they're in his room, it's usually an older guy
fucking him. He likes older guys. His mom's caught him once. Fuck, that got
interesting."

The guy, Jeff, put his hands in his pockets.

"I could make this bad for you, you know?"

"I know," I replied in a quiet monotone.

"But I guess you really don't want this kind of trouble in your life?
Right? I mean, I see you're wearing a ring. How'd your wife take this sort
of shit if it blew up?"

I really didn't want to contemplate that scenario.

Jeff took his hands out of his pockets.

"OK. So, I have to get back on shift in twenty minutes. I work security, I
do a lot of night shift. I left the force three years ago, around the time
I met Alvin, and Alvin's mom. Anyway. I'm gonna give you a break. You look
like a decent guy. And usually the schmucks that Alvin picks up at that
Romeo's place are only interested in ass-fucking the stupid kid. You were
different."

I was getting really nervous.

"So.." Jeff continued.

I watched in horror as Jeff unzipped his pants. Fuck!

He put his hand inside his zipper and pulled out his dick. Fuck!

It was huge, and didn't even look all the way hard. His foreskin had only
partially retracted. The thing already looked about nine inches. And it was
pretty thick.

"Right. You look like you know how to handle a cock. So, let's see if you
can handle mine."

I hesitated.

"Now!"

Jeff stared at me as I stood there dumbstruck.

"You do this, you can go home after. And as long as I don't ever see you
back here, when you're done with me tonight, then you're done with this
whole messy situation for good."

I stood up and moved forward. Then I stopped.

"Over here. On your knees. C'mon, I got to check the power sub-station over
at Hitachi. There's been some vandalism lately. And you can get home
quicker if you hurry the fuck up."

I looked at Jeff. His cock was magnificent, but still, I was nervous.

"So, I give you a blowjob, and this is all forgotten about?"

"Sure. Let's go. It's either that or I make a phone call. And you don't
want me to make a phone call. Really, you don't."

I moved further forward, closer to Jeff. I looked down at the monster cock
poking out of his pants. Jesus, it was big. Bigger than Fabio's I reckoned.

I sank slowly to my knees in front of him. I could now see veins bulging at
each side of his shaft as his cock hardened. I gulped then gripped the
thick cock in front of me with my left hand. I placed my thumb at the
bottom of Jeff's partially covered cock head, before moving my thumb
outwards and away, peeling the straining foreskin of Jeff's dick all the
way back. Jeff's now fully exposed glans was light purple, and glistened
slightly. I leaned forwards and opened my mouth.

I knew I was going to have to open wide to get Jeff's meaty dick into my
mouth, so first I gently darted my tongue forward and licked the underside
of the tip of Jeff's cock. It tasted salty, and a musty smell oozed up my
nostrils as I licked. Then I opened my mouth as far as I could and fed the
first two or three inches of man meat into my mouth. Jeff let out a soft
moan.

I closed my mouth a little and paused for a second or two. I heard another
moan from above me, and felt Jeff place his hands on his hips. I pressed
forward a little more taking more of Jeff's huge cock into my mouth. There
was a more audible grunt from above this time.

"OK, I know you're good. But I'm on a timer. Speed it up, I haven't got all
night!"

I decided I'd try and repeat the frenzied fellatio style I'd used on Al
only a few minutes before. Shit, 'style'. Did I now have a cock sucking
'style'?

I let my hand drop from Jeff's shaft and started a firm bobbing in-and-out
movement using my neck muscles mainly. There was no way I get all of Jeff's
meat in my mouth, but I did my best, resisting the urge to gag a couple of
times as I endeavored to give Jeff a totally great blowjob. I realized that
this was starting to arouse me more than it should have. God, I loved
sucking cock.

Jeff started a low humming noise, then started to talk as I blew him. I
tried to tune out as Jeff started rasping out words.

"Oh, yeah. Suck it you sissy bitch! Fucking suck it! You're loving this you
dirty fag cunt. Take a REAL man's cock! I'm gonna fill you with cum, you
fucking fag bitch! I had more time, you'd be taking this in your ass! Oh,
you dirty fag bitch!"

I kept going. Fast, continually filling my mouth with spit to lubricate
Jeff's hardening pole, so much so that saliva started to ooze out of the
side of my mouth and onto my chin. I kept going for I guess two minutes, it
seemed longer. Then it happened. Jeff grabbed the back of my head and
virtually forced his stiff cock down my throat.

"You! Fucking! Fuccckkkinng! FAAAAAGGGGOOOOOTTTTT!!!!"

I felt that sudden tension, then a second later as he pulled his dick back
out of my throat, a spurt of hot salty, it was almost yeasty, cum exploded
onto my palate.

Jeff's cock was now twitching incontrollably.

"Ooooooohhhh you cuuuunnntttt! Aaaargghhh!"

More of Jeff's come filled my mouth. I swallowed, it must have been four
good mouthfuls of sperm before I felt Jeff's tension subside.

Jeff put his hands on top of my head, pushing my head away from his groin.

He looked down at me.

"I ever see you here again. And this cock here you like so much, well
you're taking it all the way in your dirty fag ass. Capeesh? Now get the
fuck out of here. Go!"

I stood up. I looked at Jeff and saw him glancing over my shoulder. I
turned and saw Al looking at me.

"Sorry, Pete, I.."

"Hey!" Jeff interrupted. "Shut up! Over here and clean me up."

Jeff turned to me. "You know, he's the only reason I stay with his slut
mom."

Jeff pushed me to one side. Al walked over, knelt down and gingerly started
licking Jeff's slimy spit covered dick, before taking it in his petite
boyish mouth.

"Get it all out, hurry, I need to be over at Hitachi, like now."

Jeff turned to me as Al cleaned his cock.

"You still here? Fuck off! NOW!"

I walked to the front door in silence and let myself out. I got in my car.
As I sat down, I realized I still had a raging hard-on. Fuck!

I started the engine and pulled out and headed to the local intersection.
Which way was best home?

Left? Right?

It occurred to me if I went right, I could drive back to Romeo's.

Which way?


TO BE CONTINUED