Now it was Stacey’s turn to pose with a throatful of cock. The girls had found a new toy… my camera… and they kept passing it back and forth to each other and up to me so that we could all create a permanent record of this fun event.

At one point, Steph’s cell phone went off. Stacey rummaged through Steph’s purse to find it while I held Steph’s head… I actually was face-fucking her at this point, pumping my hips hard into her face to drive my cock in and out of her throat.

“Hello…” Stacey answered into the phone. “No… it’s Stacey… Stephanie is giving some guy a blowjob right now… Can she call you back?” Stacey was smiling.

“Hmm hmmmmmm,” Steph scolded her, reaching for the phone. Stacey handed it to her, a mischievous smile on her face.

“Hmmm?” Steph said into the receiver.

“It’s her boyfriend,” Stacey whispered to me. “But it’s okay… he knows Steph and I are doing this.”

“Hmm hmmm?” Steph said to her boyfriend.

I looked down at her holding her little phone to her ear and five inches of me in her mouth. What a girl?

Finally, Steph sang goodbye, “Hmm hmmm”, into the phone and handed it back to Stacey. I started face fucking her again. It was real cute to see Steph trying to look right into the camera Stacey was directing at her while keeping her head still so I could repeatedly and rhythmically ram the back of her throat with my dick.

As it turns out, I was in Stacey’s mouth when my cock finally exploded. The sweet brunette gagged as my sperm slammed into her throat, and then she instinctively started swallowing. Stephanie watched her friend somewhat sadly.

“Oh… I’m sorry,” Stacey apologized. “I ate it all.”

But now it was Stephie’s turn to lick. She licked the remaining cum off my prick, all the while peering up into my face. Then she took me back in her mouth and started sliding her mouth up and down my shaft again. But this time her mouth was so gentle that it tickled. What with the sensitivity of my cock post-eruption and the gentleness of her mouth on me, my whole cock started to tingle and twitch. It felt so weird I didn’t even realize at first that I had started peeing. Amazingly, Stephanie just kept sliding her mouth gently back and forth along my shaft, her big eyes watching my face… as I emptied a day’s worth of urine into her mouth and throat. I could not believe it. This eighteen year old blonde was blowing me while I was pissing, calmly swallowing all my liquid waste. She kept on pumping me after my golden stream had ended, but this time a bit more purposeful than before. She definitely was blowing me again. Stacey had more fun taking pictures as Stephanie worked me to climax again. The load I shot into the pretty blonde’s mouth was at least as big as I’d shot into the brunette’s. Stephanie continued to slowly pump my dick with her mouth until I had gone fully soft. She swallowed, still holding my shrunken, wrinkled cock inside her mouth.

“Hmmm?” she asked me.

Wow!

It was Stephanie who helped me do up my zipper and belt, while Stacey asked questions about the pictures. 

“Is there some way we could see them?” she asked.

After I’d helped the two girls up from their knees, I led them to my computer in the next room, where I downloaded the digital disc onto my hard drive and started loading pictures right onto my personal webpage. 

“Now you two girls can download the pictures yourselves,” I told them.

“Can anyone see your web page?” Steph asked.

“Yes,” I answered. “Is that okay?”

The girls both nodded happily. I told them I’d be happy to help them set up their own webpage for pictures if they wanted… all for free. They insisted they wanted to blow me again to pay for my services.

“I won’t push you off my dick,” I joked. They both laughed.

Before leaving, Stephanie asked if I knew of any other guys or groups of guys living alone along the street. I pointed out a couple of houses to them.

“Are you looking for lots more business?” I asked them out on my porch.

“Yes,” Stephanie nodded.

“What about a group of guys?” I asked.

“Could you?” Stacey pleaded.

I told them that I played pick-up hockey on Wednesday nights. 

“We play from 10 til 11. We’re the last group playing.”

Usually, about 7 or 8 guys showed up per team. If the girls wanted, I’d call all the guys and then Stacey and Steph could show up after the game.

“You could each take a dressing room and have your own team.” I’d pay the arena staff a bit so they’d let us lock up.

The girls thought this sounded WONDERFUL.

Two nights later, the girls arrived at Northwood Arena at 10:00 to watch the game. I’m sure some of the guys shot huge volumes of semen right into their jocks watching these two gorgeous girls sitting on stools outside the dressing rooms, peering through the huge glass window onto the ice surface. The girls wore the same Christmas sweaters, but this time Stacey wore camel-colored corduroy pants and Stephanie wore front-pleated, front-pocket black pants. Man! Their firm little butts looked cute. At my request, they also had brought their cheerleading uniforms, in case the guys wanted them to change at some point. And Stephanie had her hair in a ponytail this time, because she knew there’d be lots of pictures and didn’t want her face hidden.

In terms of numbers, our usual 14 to 16 had swelled to 35 guys after my phone call (nineteen in white jerseys, 16 in dark colored jerseys). I think the numbers swelled especially because I’d told the guys to check out my web site. Before the game, I put a paper sign up on Dressing Room #2: “White Team and Stephanie”. Room #4 said “Dark Team and Stacey”. The girls waited until about 11:15 so that guys could have showered. Stephanie entered my room when several guys still were naked and drinking beer. I introduced her to the guys and the guys all said “Hi”. Two naked guys then stood up and Steph kneeled at the center of the room to start up on them.

I’d brought my camera again and popped back and forth between the two rooms. I told the white team that Steph especially liked to be forced deep and face fucked.

‘Hmm hmmm,” Steph nodded. The guys happily helped her in both regards. And the girls happily posed for several hundred pictures.

It turns out that several guys crossed over from one dressing room to the other, so that Stephanie blew almost 30 guys that night and Stacey a few less. Almost all the guys stayed around til the end. We took a team picture with all of guys standing and Steph and Stacey kneeling at either end of the front row. The girls had changed into their blue and yellow cheerleader’s uniforms for the group picture and each girl had cock in her mouth. 

Say ‘Cheese’ I said.

“Hmmmmm,” said the two girls.

I then traded with the guy Steph was blowing so I could into a picture. As the guys packed up to go home, Steph blew me and another guy again.

Four days before Christmas, the North Central High School Cheerleading Squad was featured on the front page of the big city newspaper’s City Section, for having raised more than $7200 for the homeless shelter, beating the old regional record of a high school team donation by more than $5000. There was a big picture of the entire squad. Quite appropriately, Stacey and Stephanie were the two girls chosen to be on their knees in the front row while all the other girls stood behind them. 

Stacey and Steph also had individual portraits with their faces smiling and eyes bright. You could tell they were very proud of what they had accomplished. The article noted that these two girls had together raised over $4800 of the money. When asked how they raised so much just selling chocolates, Stacey admitted that they’d sold services too. What kinds of services? They remained vague, but Steph admitted that she and Stacey had raised over $1000 in one evening ‘servicing’ two hockey teams. The reporter apparently didn’t press the issue any further.

But what was next for them?

Well… they planned to keep on raising money year round by continuing their work.

‘Is there a way for people to contact them to acquire their services?’ they were asked.

“We have an ad in the classifieds,” Stephanie said.

Of course, I immediately found the Classified section and looked for them. Sure enough, I found them listed under Escort Services:

“Stacey and blonde Stephanie. Two Cheerleaders, 18. We’ll blow you away!!!”

I’ve been calling and seeing them at least once a week ever since. Half the time when I call Steph’s cell phone, she answers like this:

“Hmm hmmm?”

And I know that she’s on her knees and busy.

Thanks to their daily ads and a VERY persuasive web page (thanks to me and thousands of digital pictures we’ve shot over the year) the girls have now raised over $80,000 for the shelter, as well as about $30,000 each to put towards attending the local college starting next fall. 

To all those horny guys who donated their money and sperm…

Talk about money and honey well spent!