I almost skipped school today. I saw Earl standing by Jimmy, Brian, and Joe in the hall. Earl never acted like I gave him a blow job yesterday. I felt a great relief that he did not bring up the subject today. I felt safe again.
Until yesterday at the pond I never thought I would actually have sex with a guy. I looked up at Earl as he said, "You are disgusting, down on your knees." He moved his cock toward my mouth. I tried to pull away but he had a strong grip with both hands on my head. His quest was to push his hard dick into my mouth and empty his large balls. He said, "Ready cock sucker, I have what you want."
At sixteen I should never have watched his seven-inch cock plop back against his stomach as he stood naked by the pond. I thought, "No way, I'm not going to touch your cock." He wanted me to actually put his cock in my mouth. Yet he was telling me I wanted it. I had seen Earl naked before, but this was different. His cock was rock hard and it was ready to squirt it's cum in my mouth. I didn't look Earl's face as I knelt between his legs. I became acutely aware of the wetness at the tip of his cock. Yesterday he was waiting when I lowered my mouth, and I raised my eyes to see the smirk on his face.
As my last class started today, Earl walked by me and asked if I wanted to help him study again after school. We both knew what he meant. I told him that I could not study with him again. I'm sixteen and I don't plan on being labeled gay. He smiled and said, "I'll talk to you after school. Meet me at my car." I was ashamed that I had gone down on him yesterday and I knew I could "not" do it again. It was less than an hour when I saw him at his car. He started in on me again as he said, "Come on. Ride home with me." I think he knew that I was willing.
On the way to his house he kept trying to persuade me to go down on him. My attention moved toward his crotch and to his cock. I saw the tent in his jeans. My resolve was fading. I think he knew that my reluctance was fading and that I wouldn't have any trouble sucking him again. He never went home but drove to a secluded area near the pond.
He started asking me what it felt like when I sucked him. Earl asked me if I ready to swallow his load again. He said that it was just he and I and he would never tell anyone else. I actually wanted to do it yet I was not prepared to admit it. Earl knew that I liked to suck his cock. He also knew that I would never admit that I wanted to swallow his cum. But he knew that I would do just that.
I was sitting in his car as he opened his pants. My eyes were glued to his seven-inch rigid pole. He reached over and pushed the back of my neck downward, "Take it in your mouth Clay." I gagged as the cock slid into my mouth. It seemed bigger than yesterday as Earl applied some more pressure forcing more of his pulsing rod into my open mouth. He pushed his hard dick half way into my mouth.
Tears ran down my face as I started sucking it slow and smooth. I heard Earl say, "Shit guy, this is awesome." I was leaning over Earl with his dick in my mouth and I could taste his cum. I kept moving faster onto his swollen cock. I could feel it pushing against the sides of my mouth. Was he was ready to shoot his load?
I couldn't believe how stupid I had been to let talk me into this again. My nose was pressing into his black pubic hairs. I was pulling his dick all the way out of my suctioning mouth and shoving it in until my lips nuzzled at the base of his dick. He moaned, "I'm going to shoot, ahhhh." My warm suctioning mouth caused his spurting cum to flow from his teenage dick. I swallowed spurt after spurt of his warm cum. He yelled, "Clay swallow my cum?"
I pulled up and off his dick and licked the mess from my lips as I moved over to my side of the car. I looked at Earl as he hooked his hands in his jockeys and then pulled them up. He smiled at me and even though I was full of embarrassment, I knew that I would submit to anything he wanted. His dick was warm as it entered my mouth and I craved his warm teenage cum.