First of Many
By Moore
Chapter One
It was Mark's idea to play strip poker on that rainy day in November. We were just hanging out at his house after school, bored, with nothing to do. Which is usually when boys get into trouble. Tommy agreed to play so unless I wanted to be the party pooper I had to play too. I wasn't afraid of losing the game and taking off my clothes. The open showers at summer camp and skinny dipping in the lake had resolved any shyness issues about my naked body.
"Low hand has to take off one piece of clothing," Mark needlessly explained. "We keep playing until one of us is naked and I, uh, the winners get to see your cock."
First it was a penis, a little hairless thing that did nothing but urinate. Then it became a prick, and then a dick and now in junior high school the cool word was cock. Masturbation was jacking off or jerking off, an erection was a hardon or boner, ejaculation was cumming and sperm or semen was cum. Girls had tits and a cunt or pussy between their legs...breasts and vagina got you labeled as a nerd. Males and females reproduced by having sex, your cock inside her cunt, best known as screwing or fucking. The school yard yielded a wealth of important information to a thirteen year old boy.
Actually fucking a girl was a dream for the future, but a hand job and maybe even a blow job from a girl seemed a realizable possibility if you believed the boastful stories of the older boys like Grant Laker.
"Her name was Lisa Murray," Grant began, "my brother's girl friend's cousin. A fantasy girl who could easily give you boys a wet dream. At her request we're alone in my bedroom, almost naked," Grant said to the six wide-eyed boys around him. "Lisa's wearing tiny panties and a bra and I'm in my boxers. Well, with her encouragement I start feeling her tits and pussy and she's playing with my cock. Shit, my dick was so hard I thought it would bust. Then she reaches around and takes off her bra to show off her gorgeous tits. She takes off my boxers and starts rubbing the tip of my cock all around her swollen pink nipples."
"You're making this up," Rick Powers protests.
"It's the truth," Grant said. "She seduced me in my room. Fuck off if you don't believe me."
"Let him finish," David Epstein said. "What happened next?"
"So she's like breathing real hard, sort of moaning, shaking all over and her panties are soaking wet. I'm like ready to cum all over her bare tits and then..."
Peter Sanchez interrupted with a very good question. "Do girls cum? Not cum like a guy with cum, but get off when you play with their tits and pussy?"
Grant had no answer, we still had a lot to learn about girls and sex.
"Then Lisa said thank you that was great and I'll do you now. I didn't have a fuckin' clue what she was thanking me for, but she kissed me on the lips and all over my face and down my body and then, this is the absolute truth guys, she actually kissed the tip of my cock."
Grant paused to adjust his obvious boner and some of us did the same.
"Lisa kissed the tip of my cock and licked my balls, it was awesome. She said my cock was the most beautiful cock she had ever seen, that she wanted to taste me. And then, and then...she made me stand up by the bed, boys. She got down on her knees between my legs and she took my dick in her fuckin' mouth."
Peter said aloud what every boy was thinking. "A blow job, Grant? She took your dick in her mouth and gave you a blow job?"
"Fuckin A, Peter. She took my dick in her mouth but she didn't blow. Oh, no she didn't blow it...she sucked it. Lisa sucked my cock in her warm, wet mouth and it felt so fuckin' good. Better than jerking off like a kid, better than anything I ever felt before. I tried to hold back for as long as I could, stay on the edge with my dick in her mouth. When she put her hand on my nuts I lost it and blew. Best cum I ever had."
"You cummed in her mouth?" Rick asked after a long moment of stunned silence.
"Biggest load of cum I ever shot...right in her cock sucking mouth. And get this guys...she didn't spit it out. The girl swallowed, ate my fuckin' cum like it was the best thing she ever tasted."
"Yuck, that's disgusting," David said. "Eating cum is like totally gross."
"Yeah, well, obviously Lisa didn't think my cum was disgusting or gross. I know she liked blowing me, sucking my cock, and I guess she really liked the taste of my cum because she sort of rolled it all around her mouth before she swallowed. You ever taste your own?"
Neither David nor anyone else volunteered an answer to Grant's question.
Almost every boy admits to jerking off and those few that say they don't jack off are liars. I suspect that every boy tastes his own sperm at least once, but no one will admit it. I'd done it a few times and it made me shiver all over because it seemed so naughty to eat your own cum. I didn't think the taste was awful, sort of strange, and certainly different from anything else I ever tasted before. The most remarkable thing I discovered about my sperm, aside from the smell, is that the weird taste of cum stayed in my mouth for a long, long time.
"But why did she do it, Grant?" I asked as we walked home from school. He lived on my street. "I mean I like to jack off and it feels good to cum, so getting a blow job and cumming in her mouth must have been outrageous for you. But what did she get out of it?"
"Besides a dick in her mouth and a load of cum," Grant said, and we broke up with laughter. "It's what girls do for guys, I guess, part of having sex...cock sucking before fucking. She liked it a lot when I played with her tits and wet pussy...I liked it too. She liked playing with my cock and balls and so did I. Sex must be doing whatever you like that makes you feel good so she must have liked blowing me. That's what I think, it made her feel good, Steven, to have my dick in her mouth."
"Do you think all girls like a dick in their mouth?"
"I sure hope so because I sure would like another blow job. I think yeah, all girls do like a dick in their mouth because that's how they are. Girls who will suck a guy's dick are sure to be popular. And, according to my brother who's away at college, nah, you're too young to hear this."
"Hear what, Grant, c'mon tell me what Jordan said."
"Okay, I'll tell you, but keep it to yourself or Jordan will get pissed at me. You are not going to believe it, but Jordan told me that there's a guy in the dorms at college who likes dick too."
I looked at Grant, trying to determine if he was kidding. He sure looked serious enough, but what exactly did he mean by like dick too. "In his mouth?" I asked, expecting Grant to start laughing at my stupidity. "This guy likes a dick in his mouth?"
"That's what Jordan said, his exact words, the guy likes a dick in his mouth. And there's more, the best part, Steven. This faggot, that's what all the guys call him, not only likes a dick in his mouth, but he also gives blow jobs to any guy that wants one. Hey, my house, I'll see you tomorrow at school."
For the rest of the afternoon and all through dinner with my family I kept thinking about blow jobs and cum. First Lisa, but she was a girl so Grant's explanation of why she liked a dick in her mouth made some sense. A guy liking dick made no sense at all. I kept thinking, why would a guy give another guy a blow job? The answer came to me in the morning.
I woke up with my usual hardon so I grabbed a wad of tissues and jacked off a four spurt load of cum on my belly. I took a little cum on my thumb, put it in my mouth and sucked it off. It was really thick and creamy that morning and it tasted pretty good. So I did it again and again and again, sucking the cum off my thumb each time...pretending it was my cock, until I didn't need the wad of tissues anymore. I could hardly believe I had eaten my entire load of cum. My mouth was slick with sperm, it tasted better than I remembered, and my cock was boned up again when the answer to my question just popped into my head.
A guy could suck a dick like I had sucked my thumb. He could like the way a dick felt in his mouth...and enjoy giving blow jobs, just as much as a girl, if he liked the taste of cum. The only difference was it made a girl popular and it made a guy a fag. Simple really, I thought at that moment, so complex I only learned latter.
Chapter Two
The strip poker game went rather quickly. In no time at all shoes and socks, shirts and pants lay in a pile on the floor. Mark wore BVD's, Tommy and I wore Jockey shorts.
"Last hand," Mark said, shuffling the deck. "Loser gets naked and shows the winners his dick."
Tommy lost the hand with a pair of threes. He threw down his cards and reached for his clothes.
"What are you doing?" Mark said, as Tommy put on his pants.
"Getting dressed, what does it look like I'm doing."
Mark appeared to be upset. "But you lost the game. You're supposed to get naked not dressed."
"Yeah, well, it's a stupid game and I'm not getting naked in front of you."
Tommy left in a rush, leaving Mark and I staring at each other in our underwear.
"What a wimp," Mark said. "He lost fair and square so he should have gotten naked."
"He's probably shy about his body," I replied. "Some boys are."
"Are you shy, Steven?"
"Not really. I've been naked with other boys before."
"I'm not shy either. You wanna do it?"
"Get naked?"
"Yeah, you and me...naked."
"Okay, let's do it."
"You got a nice dick," Mark said with an odd look on his face. "A really nice dick. What do you think of mine?"
"It's a dick," I said, glancing at his rapidly rising organ. "A hard dick."
"You ever jack off with a guy?" Mark asked as he stroked himself to a full blown erection.
"Uh, no, never."
"I have...it's fun. We even did each other. Lay down on the floor and I'll show you how we did it."
Boys get into trouble when they're bored. As I lay on the floor next to Mark, jacking his dick while he jacked mine, I had no idea of the trouble I was getting into.
Chapter Three
"I hope you are all prepared to work hard as we start the new year," Mrs. Edwards concluded as the dismissal bell rang.
I bolted out of the room, hiding my boner beneath my coat and raced through the snow to Mark's house. The front door was ajar so I just walked in and closed the door behind me. He was waiting for me...naked.
"How was Puerto Rico?" I asked, staring at his boner that I'd come to know so well. He'd been away for the holidays with his sister and father.
"Boring," Mark said, "Get your clothes off. I haven't cum in a week. Did you keep our agreement?"
We had agreed not to jack off while he was away. "Yes I did and it wasn't easy. I've had a boner all day and I can't wait to get my hands on yours."
"Shit, the phone. I better answer cause it could be my father. Don't start without me."
The call was short, less than ten seconds, and Mark was smiling when he hung up. "You ever get a blow job? You know, get your cock sucked?"
"I know what a blow job is."
"So, you ever get one?"
"Ah, no," I said, wondering what prompted the question.
"Do you want one?"
"Yeah, sure...of course I want a blow job. What boy wouldn't want his dick sucked?"
"Then today is your lucky day."
"Why's that, Mark? Are you going to give me a blow job today instead of a hand job?"
"Not me, but Jason Fine will."
"Who is Jason Fine?"
"The guy who just called, he will be happy to suck your cock. He's coming by to return my sister's class notes so we better get our clothes back on. I wouldn't want Jason to see us naked. He might think we're both like he is."
"He's gay?" I asked, though fag was my first thought.
"Very," Mark replied as the door bell rang. "A total fag," he added, as if he could read my mind.
Jason Fine did not look gay...or fit the mental image I had of what a fag would or should look like. Tall, dark and extremely handsome, he looked like a movie star, not like a guy who...if Mark wasn't pulling my leg or my dick, was going to suck my cock or any cock. Strong too when he grasped my hand.
"Make sure Cathy gets the notes," Jason said without looking away or releasing my hand. His piercing black eyes never left mine. I wondered how Mark was going to get him to blow me.
"I will take care of it," Mark said. "Will you take care of Steven? He's never had a blow job."
I blushed, but Jason smiled at me and casually asked, "Would you like a blow job?"
Like asking if I wanted a coke or a burger, not get my dick sucked. I nodded, too amazed and excited to speak.
"I'll take that as a yes," Jason said. "I'll be happy to suck your cock so why don't you take off your clothes and get comfy on the couch."
With a quick look at Mark, who was smiling broadly, I took off my clothes and sat on the couch. Jason surprised me by stripping down to a bulging blue jock strap with 2xIST printed on the waistband. His dick must be huge, I thought, staring in awe at his muscular body.
"Do you mind if I take off this thong," he said smiling down at me. "I prefer to be naked when I suck dick."
"No, go ahead. I don't mind if your naked. What's a thong?"
Jason turned around to show me the difference between a jock strap and a thong...before taking it off to show me his dick. He was huge and totally hard up against his belly. "Big, huh," he said with a laugh. "Seems the more dicks I suck the bigger it gets. Must be all the sperm."
"Huh?"
"Sperm..protein? Never mind," Jason said, kneeling between my legs. "You've got a really nice dick. Let's get you hard in my mouth."
Jason's mouth did things to my cock that are impossible to describe. I was ready to cum before his tongue started swirling, before his hands were all over me, before he licked all around my balls. He brought me to the edge more than once, but knew when to back off to further the glorious torture. If he didn't let me cum soon I'd surely go mad.
I think I slid, maybe I was guided off the couch to the floor. Jason settled very gently on top of me. He resumed the blow job and I became aware that my head was in his crotch and his cock was probing at my lips. The smell of his hairy crotch was exciting and so very distracting. I vaguely remember parting my lips slightly and the slick, spongy softness sliding through along my tongue. I fondly remember the subtle sweet taste of what must have been precum and the sensational feelings I felt with all the thrusting and throbbing and pulsing going on inside my mouth. A very brief moment of sanity made me realize with trepidation that his dick was in my mouth, but sexually driven insanity prevailed and I eagerly began to suck.
My first blow was all but forgotten, overwhelmed by the cock in my mouth and the incredible joy of sucking my first dick. My orgasm came and went, a far less important pleasure compared to the pleasure of sucking dick and the ultimate pleasure I felt when Jason exploded in my mouth. His semen was warm and comforting, heavenly sweet creamy sperms that coated my tongue and excited my taste buds. I swallowed.
"Well, well," Jason said as we got up off the floor."You got your first blow job, Steven, and you sucked your first dick. Welcome to the club, cocksucker."
"I'm not," I said weakly and without much conviction, embarrassed by what I had done.
"Not a cocksucker," Jason said. "The cum on your chin and the pubic hairs stuck in your teeth say different. You sucked me like a pro and you swallowed. Deny it if you will, but the way you went at it...I'd say you really liked my dick in your mouth."
"It looked that way to me too," Mark said from across the room. I'd forgotten he was there. "And I got it on my Blackberry."
"You got what on your Blackberry?" I shouted.
"Jason and you, of course, sucking cock. Wait till the boys at school see it."
I slumped down on the couch, dejected, and Jason sat beside me. He put his arm around my shoulder and I started to sob into his chest.
"C'mon," he said, "it's not so bad."
"But what if Mark shows the video? All the boys will laugh at me and they'll think I'm a cocksucker."
"Listen to me, Steven," he whispered in my ear. "You are a cocksucker now because you did suck my cock and my sperm is in your belly. Even if you never suck another cock you will always be a cocksucker."
"But I don't want to be a cocksucker."
"Always be a cocksucker," Jason said again softly. "I didn't force you to suck me or force you to swallow my sperm. You did it because you wanted to do it."
"But, Jason..."
"Always be a cocksucker, Steven, because you wanted to do it, right?"
"Yes, yes" I whimpered, sensing he was right. "I wanted to do it, wanted your cock in my mouth, wanted to suck your dick...but I don't want to be a cocksucker."
"Always be a cocksucker and you want to do it again, yes? Look at my cock and tell me you don't want to kiss it and love it, feel it grow hard between your lips...that you don't want to suck it...that you don't want me to cum in you and on you and all over your face."
His cock lay softly on top of his balls, resting quietly in a nest of pubic hair. His dick was so beautiful and I was so helpless, unable to resist the forces within me. I lowered my head to his lap, inhaled the musky scent of his balls and kissed the object of my desire.
Jason held my head away from his dick and said, "Good boy, good boy. Tell me what you want, cocksucker."
Ah, cocksucker. After all these years and all the dicks I've sucked, the word still excites me. Jason was the first of many to call me a cocksucker and I responded. Others have called me a homo and queer, rarely gay which, in my humble opinion, is a ridiculous word to describe a person like me. Faggot and fag I have come to accept, though it took a special moment to admit that I was a fag.
"I do want your dick in mouth...to suck you again, Jason," I cried out as he continued to hold my head. "I want your cock, please, I need your cock." I'm sure I sounded pitiful, almost desperate for his cock, but I was out of control. "I want you to cum in my mouth, my cocksucker mouth and all over my cocksucker face."
Jason laughed at me and I felt foolish and humiliated. But he finally released my head and a contented sigh I gratefully took him in my mouth.
Chapter Four
Mark also captured the second blow job on his Blackberry. With Jason gone he took off his clothes and we watched both videos together. The picture quality was fair, good enough though to easily identify me as the boy with a dick in his mouth and, in the second video, as the boy with streaks of cum all over his face.
"The couch trick is a pisser," Mark said when the screen went dark. "Jason did that to me the first time he gave me a blow job. He also tried it with Tommy and a few other boys, but none of us would do it. You're the only one, Steven, the only boy that actually sucked his dick...twice."
"You wont tell the others?"
"Probably not," Mark said. "And I probably wont show them the videos either. If I did, you know it's possible, they might think...watching you suck dick, Jason cumming in your mouth and on your face...they just might think that you are a fag."
Mark was laughing his head off and I was dying with shame, guilt and the nagging fear that I really was a fag. "What do you mean, probably? C'mon, Mark, promise me you'll keep it a secret. Please promise," I begged, "I don't want the boys to know that I am a cocksucker."
"Yeah, well...hey lookit my dick, I've got a boner. I sure could use a blow job right now, Steven. Do you happen to know anyone who likes to suck dick?"
Mark kept my secret and I kept his dick happy and his balls drained all through high school. Two or three blow jobs a week kept me pretty happy too.
Jason and I became good friends, exchanging blow jobs and cum as often as we could. He introduced me to other boys like us and to the wonderful glory holes where I could and did suck dick for hours anonymously. He gave me my first thong and my first cock ring, and in appreciation for all he'd given me...before I went off to college...I gave up pretending that I wasn't what I was and I gave him my faggot ass.
"So the cocksucker finally wants to turn his ass into a pussy," he joked when I told him what I wanted. "Finally admits to being a fag."
"Is that so unusual?" I asked.
"Not at all. A dick up your ass...putting out like a girl for her guy. It happens to all cocksuckers eventually. Yeah, we all become pussy sooner or later, it's just taken you longer to want it."
"Well, I want it now, Jason. I want to be pussy."
"And I want to make you one, but I've got to warn you. Once you've been fucked a few times you're going to want it all the time. You'll feel empty without a dick in your ass."
Jason carefully lubed my soon©to©be pussy ass and his cock. I lay back on his bed and spread my legs wide open. My dick was hard and throbbing, my balls were drawn up tight...a boys equipment for sure. But deep inside, when Jason mounted me, I felt like a girl.
Jason took me gently, but it hurt like hell when he pushed the head of his cock into my virgin ass. I tried to relax and push out like he said to do...the burning sensation brought tears to my eyes. And then he was in me and the pain turned to well, less pain but not exactly pleasure.
"Tight ass," he grunted as he pushed all the way in. "Oh, shit, I'm gonna cum. Cum in your tight pussy."
Jason fucked me three more times before I left for college. It felt better each time and I knew I was pussy when I came with his cock in my ass.
Chapter Five
College was a blast from the day I arrived on campus. I gave my roomie a blow job before he unpacked and he fucked me before dinner. After dinner I met the other guys on the floor. It took me a while, twenty guys and only one fag, but they all went to bed happy.