This is how it happened. This story is true - no artistic license has been used - and it hasn't been embellished. It's just the story of Paul and Nick and me.
I've had some people question as to whether this story is really true. It is - but if it helps you to think of it as fiction, please feel free.
This story will - eventually cover some very explicit sexual themes - I'm not going to say what they are at this point - I don't want to give the story away. Suffice to say that if you are offended by sex of an explicit nature - please don't read on.
This story also contains descriptions of under age sex. Sue me. This is the story of my life - if you don't like that I was sexually active underage - don't read on.
- Nick
It had been a few days since that first amazing experience with Paul. Unless you hadn't guessed it by now, I was a pretty horny teenager. I was either thinking about sex, or wanking pretty much all the time - not much has changed in the subsequent years.
In the few days that passed, I couldn't stop thinking about sucking Paul; the taste of his cock, the feel of it in my mouth, the moaning noises he made as I pleasured him, and the explosion of cum as it hit the back of my throat. These were my wank thoughts, in fact they were pretty much all I thought about. I knew I had to do more - and soon.
I'd been home about an hour after school when mum called up that there was someone at the door for me and I dived downstairs, hoping that it might be Paul, back for a repeat performance - but it wasn't.
As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I was surprised to see Nick, one of Pauls friends waiting for me. If Paul had been on the periphery of my social group, Nick was kind of just outside it. I knew his name, but that was pretty much it. Whereas Paul seemed vaguely exotic to me, Nick was English through and through. For the second time in less than a week, a virtual stranger was on my doorstep unannounced. This time I had a hunch why he was there. It turned out I was right...
"So is it true you're gay then?" Nick asked as we walked along. It was like history repeating.
We'd left my house pretty much as I had with Paul. We were kids, wandering along, chatting aimlessly about random stuff. I just waited for the question - I knew it was going to come sooner or later.
"Yeah it's true" I replied - no hesitation this time.
"Oh.", Nick was a man of few words, "I think the idea of two men doing it is gross."
This wasn't going to plan at all.
I figured that Nick wanted to do something, but for him, doing it with another boy was a bigger step, much more like something bad - that you shouldn't do. I figured that it would need more work to get Nick to let me suck him.
So my big plan was to spend as much time with Nick as I could, get him relaxed around me, get him horny and wait. Over the next couple of weeks I made an effort to hang around with Nick at school, out of school and pretty much as often as I could. The thought of having sex with him was never far from my thoughts though.
With the weekend coming up, and my parents away for the day on Sunday, I knew an opportunity was on its way, so I suggested to Nick that he came over for the day, listen to music and stuff. I think I may even have suggested I could get some illicit alcohol. He agreed to come over.
So there we were - that Sunday, in my bedroom, sitting on the bed, drinking beer I'd stolen from the kitchen. Nick looked perfect to me, and I spent most of the time we were chatting semi-hard. Nick was pretty tall for his age, though not quite as tall as me. He was pretty skinny too, though fit and not the gangly type of youth that I was. He had jet black long hair, which fitted in with the heavy metal scene that he aspired to be a part of at the time. Nick wasn't classically attractive, I guess, but trust me - he exuded sex from every pore of his body.
"So have you done anything with a guy then", Nick asked, mirroring the conversation I'd had with Paul.
"No", I lied, not wanting to have to explain that I'd sucked Nick's best friend.
"But I guess I'd like to suck cock", I added helpfully.
Nick thought about this for a while. "I've been sucked before, by a girl. I didn't like it".
"Why not", I asked.
"Oh - she just didn't seem to understand to be gentle".
I laughed at this. For me, I've never been able to understand straight sex really. I don't understand how a girl could possibly relate to what a boy wants sexually. It seemed natural that for me, a boy would know how to please another boy. I explained that to Nick.
"You're probably right", Nick replied, surprising me. I was getting somewhere at last.
"I'd never do anything with another boy though" Nick added, dashing my hopes.
"Why not?"
"Because - well what if someone found out?"
"I'd suck you right now" I said, "and I'd never tell anyone about it. And besides my parents don't know I'm gay - I don't want them finding out."
Nick seemed to be weighing this up, but I needed a piss, the beer we'd been drinking was going through me. So I went to the toilet.
When I came back in the room, I found Nick on the bed, naked from the waist down, and hard.
"You can do it now, but if you ever tell anyone I'll kill you" he whispered. I believed him.
Laying on the bed Nick looked even better than I'd imagined, his legs were beginning to sprout the dark black hairs that would spread further over the next few years. His cock was well developed and uncut, almost as big as mine, but not quite as thick.
I got down on the bed and started to put into practise everything I'd learned on Paul. Nick of course, being uncut, was much more sensitive that Paul. It was like my actions were being sped up - everything I did provoked stronger and stronger reactions from him. I knew I was pleasuring him.
When I'd been with Paul, I was so totally focussed on him, I'd never even gotten my own cock out - I pleasured him and went home. The same was happening with Nick until he whispered, "You not gonna wank?".
To be honest, I'd naively not realised that this was an option. No sooner had Nick asked the question, than I was throwing off my clothes, and was back on his cock, pumping my own furiously with my hand.
It didn't take either of us very long to shoot, to be honest. I guess the whole thing took less than ten minutes, but boy was it worth it. Nick's spunk tasted unbelievable and as he shot into my mouth, I shot too. It felt like the best thing in the world.
Nick didn't say much for a couple of minutes after. Eventually he said, "That's better than with a girl, but you're not gonna turn me gay, we're never doing that again". He left not long afterwards.
He was wrong though. We did do it again - and what Nick could never have imagined was that he was going to open up a whole new world of sex for me..
5 Things change
So that's how it continued, pretty much, over the next year. Every so often either Nick or Paul would invite me to theirs, or come over to see me to feel my lips around their cock. I knew I was being used by them, I wanted more from them - but they wouldn't fuck me, they wouldn't even touch me. I was pleasuring them - but that's about as far as it went. But I was happy - I was getting some sex at least, and that, I thought, was better than nothing.
Strangely, even though I was now finding an outlet for at least some of my sexual needs, I was probably even more permanently horny than I had been before. I was constantly aware of a hunger, desire for sex pretty much all the time. My school grades suffered, as my sexual needs increased in line with the ridiculous rate that I was still growing to my adult size.
During the school holidays of the following year, when we were fifteen, Nick invited me and a few of his friends to his house. It transpired that one of Nick's friends had found a porn tape belonging to his father, and we were invited over to watch it. Now this was a surprise in itself. Under normal circumstances Nick would have kept me at arms length from his straight friends, ever worried about whether they might think he was gay because of his association with me. Nick told me the day before we were all due to meet up that he'd invited me because there was stuff on the porno that I might like.
So, there we all were, at Nick's house - with his parents at work and the place to ourselves, sat round in a small huddle, watching the poor quality copy porno in from of his big old colour tv. The video started off relatively tamely, with a scene where two lesbian nuns played with each other. I tried to avoid watching the screen. When I looked back an alsation dog had somehow become involved. This was not to be an ordinary porno.
What followed was a film which included just about every fetish you could imagine. To our teenage minds the porno was so far outside of our experience to have shocked us almost to silence. Scene after scene some other hardcore fetish would appear; women drinking piss, 'chicks with dicks', scatplay and more. Eventually some of the other boys just didn't want to watch any more and Nick turned it off. I couldn't help noticing that he was the only one that appeared noticeably hard...other than me.
Later as we were all leaving I cornered Nick alone. "My parents are away at the weekend", I told him. "I'm supposed to be staying at my grandparents, but I could go back home during the day if you wanna come round."
He thought about it for a while and said "I'll let you know".
Fair enough I thought.and left it at that.
- A door opens
Sure enough Nick did let me know. He phoned me before the weekend saying that he'd meet me at my house. Good to his word, he arrived not long after I'd made it back from my grandparents. Even better, he was carrying beer - which could mean only one thing..he wanted me to suck him.
We sat in my room drinking beer and talking for ages. It was the ritual than enabled him to get relaxed and horny enough to forget the whole 'straight' thing for a while and let me work my magic on his cock. I guess we both understood that it would always happen like that, and we never really spoke about it.
After a while Nick surprised me with the question, "So what did you think of the porno then?"
"Hmm it was ok" I replied noncommittally. I wanted to know what HE thought of it before I gave a proper answer.
"Really?" he enquired. He looked a bit taken aback. "Everyone said they thought it was gross."
"Well I thought the women were gross" I shot back at him, "But it didn't look THAT bad", I added on a hunch that he felt the same way.
"Yeah but you'd never do any of that stuff would you" he said. It wasn't really a question.
"I dunno some if it maybe", I added - feeling myself getting redder and redder.
"Like what?" he asked
"I dunno". I was beginning to feel out of my depth.
"I mean would you let someone piss in your mouth like that" he asked.
"Well it didn't look that bad" I replied, finding it hard to even look at him.
"So would you?" he asked. He wasn't going to let it go.
"Yeah I guess I'd try it"
"Go on then" he challenged.
"What now?" I was beginning to find this both incredibly horny and really nerve wracking.
"Yeah"
"Your piss?"
"No drink some of your own".
I wasn't used to Nick being so forceful in what he wanted. Usually I had to push, to encourage him to do sexual stuff with me. This time he was egging me on. I figured that if he wanted to see me do it, it might get him horny enough to let me suck him, so I agreed.
"Piss in this" he said, handing me an empty beer can.
So I got out my cock, and dribbled some piss from it, to about an inch deep into the can. "Sit down here" Nick gestured to the space beside him.
I sat down and he watched intently as I put the beer can to my lips and fed some of the liquid into my mouth. The taste surprised me. We'd been drinking beer for a while, which had diluted the piss a lot, it tasted like warm salty water. While I didn't think the taste was amazing, I didn't think it was awful either.
"Drink it all" he said.
So I did. I downed the remainder in one go.
"How was it?" Nick asked, less coldly than he'd been speaking to me before.
"It was ok" I responded truthfully.
"Want some more?" Nick motioned down to his own crotch as he asked the question.
"Yes" I replied without hesitation.
So Nick led me into the bathroom, where he stripped off from the waist down. He was semi hard, and I figured he wasn't going to be able to piss. I got down on my knees in front of him, expecting nothing to happen, when he suddenly unleashed a stream of piss in my mouth.
Whereas my piss tasted ok, Nick's was unbelievable. There was something about drinking from his cock that clicked a switch in my head. This was right. This felt good. This was truly me.
I wrapped my lips around his cock, to make sure I got it all in my mouth. I was swallowing as hard as I could to keep up with the flow. Eventually the piss flow eased and still with my mouth round his now hardening cock, I started to clean it, to make sure I got every last drop.
I seamlessly moved from drinking his piss, to sucking his cock. Nick looked down at me intently. I could tell he was very into this. I knew that a switch had been triggered in his head too. He was more vocal than ever before, telling me to suck him, giving me instructions on how best to do it. He soon started fucking my mouth, rather than me sucking him. I gave into him and let him fuck my throat how he wanted. He came almost immediately, long and hard down my throat.
Neither of us spoke for a while after. I knew that things had changed between us. Some dynamic that my 15 year old mind was unaware and happened. We were no longer on the level footing we'd been on before. Somehow I'd lost an element of control of the situation. I didn't know what it was, or what had really happened between us. But I knew I liked it. I knew Nick did too.
I didn't know where things would go from here, but I found out soon enough.