Church of Monday Night Football

PART 1 - Eden's Adult Book Store

It was a Thursday afternoon. I was at Eden's Adult Book Store looking for some fun. But things were slow. Two guys were hanging around, but they just wanted to suck, and I wanted to suck a few cocks myself before getting off. After sucking three or four cocks, I'm so hard I could punch my own hole through the wall with my cock.

If nothing turned up, I was going to let one of these guys suck me off and call it a day.
A suit came in. I made eye contact, and he didn't blink as he got his tokens and went into the booths. I waited a minute before following. When I pass the curtain, I can see the two buzzards were disappointed. I bet the suit turned them down.
But they were grubby, and I am always clean and well groomed.
I eyeball him again and he gives me a nod. It pays to dress well.

I go into the adjacent booth, and peek in on the suit. He's sitting there, watching his movie. I signal him I want his cock, but he just looks at the hole. So I take out my cock and start stroking it a few times as he watches. I signal again for his cock, and he sticks it through.
I like that he's careful. Check me out first, making sure I'm not a cop by making me show. I like that he has a rubber on.
I give him a no nonsense blow job, lots of sucking and no frills. He seemed to like it cause when he comes he zips up and calls to me through the peek hole.
"You want to use a buddy booth?"

Yeah, this guy is good looking, and I know he has a big fat cock. I'm for a booth built for two.
The guy goes out and picks the movie. At this Eden's, the preview booth is the buddy booth. Five bucks and they show thirty minutes of any video in the place. The preview booth has chairs and a bench, lots of room to play in.

I asked if he minds if I get naked. He says that would be great. I strip and give him my full frontal pose.
He likes my body. I take care of it. The suit is on his knees but he doesn't go for my cock right away. He licks my thighs then sucks my balls. He is pleased that I have my own rubbers, but he puts his brand on me and starts sucking. I'm hard from the blow job I had given him and his hot mouth is going to make me comes fast. But he stops sucking and turns me around to lick and kiss my ass cheeks. Then back to my cock. He does this routine several times then asks me to fuck him.
He drops his slacks. There is no underwear. He's clean and lubed. I can slip easily into his ass. Then he grips. The ass muscles are so strong I couldn't break free of his grip if I wanted to. And I didn't want to.
I fuck him like he wants and I'm about to come.
"Don't come." He says.
He pulls my cock out of his ass and turns around and sucks me off. His ass was clean and all, but it was cool, watching him sucking my cock that had just been in his ass.
After I come, he's hard again. I lay down on the bench and he pumps his cock in my mouth while he runs his hands up and down my naked body.

While I'm getting dressed he ask me if I ever Cross Dressed. I told him I wasn't into it.
He asks me would I do it if he could get me all the cock I could possibly want.
I'm interested in what he has to say.

PART 2 - Gus

I was in a buddy booth at the Eden's Bookstore. I had fucked and been sucked by this guy in a suit. Now he asked me if I'm interested in cross dressing.
I should have suspected something because the movie he selected to fuck to featured a man in woman's clothes. It was a hetro video, the girl being boffed was wearing men's clothes.
Suit wants me to try cross dressing, then come to his place for Monday Night Football and to suck off all his buddies. There would be at least six guys. That's six cocks, and some of them will have seconds. They'd all be mine.
But I have to dress like a girl.

"These buddies of yours, they're supposed to think I'm a woman."

"Yeah, you could do it. You're short and you're lean. You'll pass."

He didn't endear himself to me calling me short. I also wasn't sure about having to pass. What if I didn't. Would this bunch of straight decide "Bash the Faggot's Skull In" would culminate the night.
The suit assured me that I won't get caught. But if I did get found out, the worst would be some yelling.

"Yes, there one ass hole in our gang that might start talking bull. But I can handle him. The way I have it figured, the other men won't really want to find out, so they won't look."

He asked if I have time. I got all day. He wants me to go somewhere with him.
I'm leery. The reason I like glory holes is I like my cocksucking to be anonymous. I've never gone to any man's place for sex, and there was never going to be a quick pick up coming to my place.
But he suggested I follow him in my car. I ask to meet at a McDonalds.

I go home, making sure he doesn't follow me. I pick up some protection. It's not the latex kind.
The flat sap I picked up feels like a wallet, but if used right, will take out anyone who has unfriendly designs on my body.
The guy was right, I am short. And big men have tried to take advantage of me in the past. They found out that I can take care of myself.

I arrive at the McDonalds. Mr. Suit is there and walks over to the table.
"Salad I see. None of this greasy junk for you," he says as he sits down and starts eating his Big Mac.
"I bet you're a runner. That makes you lean. Just right for my needs."

It turns out that Gus, that's the name he gives me, had seen me before at Eden's. He said I stand out. Better dressed, better groomed than the average. He had sucked me off twice or three times. I had sucked him once. But I didn't recognize him because it every encounter was through a glory hole. Gus didn't usually dress up when he went a cocksucking, but he was hoping he'd meet me and knew I would like the suit.
Gus talked about how his buddies liked to watch Monday Night Football. They've been getting together for years. The ones still married would boot the little woman and kids out and the men would get ready for some football. After last season, the group wanted to take it up a notch. So for the first Monday Night Football game this year, one of the group was told to bring a hooker.
It was a disaster. The guy getting the hooker was cheap. He picked something up off the street. She stank, wanted to do it fast and get out. She sucked cock all right, but it was a big disappointment.
The next member spent more the next week and got a flashier prostitute. She was a lot better but there was still something missing.
It was now Gus's turn to bring the talent.
"I want you to know I'm not being cheap. I know you're interested. The idea of sucking cock after cock as our group watches football appeals to you."

He was right about that. I was hard sitting there at McDonalds, thinking about what it would be like, being this gang's slut.
Could I do it? get away with it?

Gus says, "You'll be great. My friends won't know why, but I bet each one will feel you gave them the best blow job they've had in years."

We agreed, and Gus says we should get started.
But it's only Thursday. Where are we going?
First thing, when I get in his car in the parking lot he asks me, "Can I blow you right now? suck you bare? You're negative, I'm sure."
I nod yes.
"So am I. I am so careful, but that means it's been a long long time since I had a dick come in my mouth. I want to blow you, swallow your come, to seal our deal."
I lean back. He bends down, gets my cock out and sucks it slow. I decided to take a chance on him. I know how he feels. I miss going bareback.

I'm bi I guess. I started getting sucked at bookstore only after years of hetro sex. Getting sucked only made me hotter for my girlfriend. An afternoon of sucking cocks and I'm rock hard all night long. When she left for the East Coast last year for her career, my girlfriend told me she was going to miss getting fucked all night.
I wondered why I was thinking of girls as Gus sucked my cock. Then it hit me. I wasn't wearing a rubber. Only girlfriends have ever been down on me without protection. This was new and different. I came hard, right in Gus's mouth. Gus sucked me dry than sat up. He had this smile.

"Boy, you don't know how long it's been since I had a mouth full of this."
With that, Gus drove me to someplace in Oldtown.

PART 3 - Betty

This was the deal. Because I'm short and lean, Gus thinks he can dress me up as a woman and I would look good enough to fool his friends. Gus is not for half measures. When I agreed to do it, cross dress, pretend I'm a woman, and suck the cock of every man in Gus's Monday Night Football club, he takes me to this hair saloon in Oldtown.
Gus introduced me to Betty. She was going to prepare me and teach me how to be a woman.
Betty used to be a man. She was a post-op transsexual. She did years of hormone treatment and breast implants. The very first surgery was having her balls cut off. I squirmed at hearing that detail.
Then money got short. Betty did escort service to pay for the rest of her surgery. That's how she met Gus. Trannies make lots more money than the highest priced call girl. Gus would pay for the best and Gus paid to suck Betty's dick until she could afford to get it cut off.
I squirmed when she said that too. There were a lot of unhappy men fans the day Betty went the rest of the way.