My hard on woke me before the alarm. I was snuggling with my best friend and newly minted CockMaster, Chase, after spending the night and surrendering my virgin mouth to its first penetration of a hard teencock.
We had school in about 90 minutes.
I laid there: warm, happy, horny, my face flushing hot with the memory of his prick forcing my lips wide and taking ownership of both my mouth and my soul. My throat was a bit sore.
I now belonged to a teen CockMaster and I had every intention of learning how to relieve the blue balling relentless pressure young studs feel in their nutsacks every day. I felt like suction was the solution.
But novice cocksuckers don't have the luxury of musing and meditating when lessons have to be learned.
I peeled back the sheet and turned to the sleeping Chase. My eyes raked down his sleek form, from his broad shoulders to his sculpted navel to the trim waist. I now had the right to lick, kiss, and suck any part of him. I also had a duty. -- not just a right, but a duty -- to swallow the hot liquid essence of his soul.
My tongue darted to his bellybutton. It had been that tantalising orifice that precipitated last night's cockfest and I wasn't going to ignore the indenture of my dreams.
As I nuzzled my lips and tongue on him, surges of devotion hit me and settled in the tightness of my balls.
Chase slept on. I wasn't surprised. He had endured a tough night, his cock surrendering its virginity only after a brutal and unrelenting oral assault he was helpless to resist. It ended with his cock spasming wildly as ropes of hot semen soothed my sore throat.
Last night my unrestrained ramsuck frenzy had left him stunned, dizzy, and mind fucked. I started the day as his best friend, his jock buddy.
I ended the night accepting the juice of his balls, the oral slave of his hard on. Bit of a mind fuck, that.
Today I wanted to channel my lessons constructively. I still had plenty to learn, but I felt given time, I could grow into my new job. I was certainly willing to study.
Before Chase had asked me to accept my new role I had often jacked off to blowjob porn. One thing I had promised myself was that if I ever got the chance to go down on Chase I would never get him off by handjerking him.
Watching these girls and guys sucking only an inch or two while jerking a cock seemed lazy and amateurish.
"If I were sucking him he wouldn't think it's a handjob!" I'd say to myself.
"You're no good at fellatio if you use your hands!" I'd sneer.
I had to admit though, after trying to ingest a rock hard penis for the first time, maybe I was a bit harsh on those porn people. It really is harder than it looks.
Nope! A blowjob is a blowjob and a handjob is a handjob and never the twain shall meet!
There were four inches I couldn't reach last night. Despite all the gagging I endured, those inches remained tantalisingly distant from my grasping lips.
I wanted them badly. I calculated those inches belonged to me by right and I aimed to lock my lips down at the root of his dick. It's good to have clear cut goals in life.
I laid my head on his belly, my face pointing toward the cock of my idol.
My ear flat on him could hear the rhythm of his heart. I was willing to bet it would thump a bit quicker after I started work!
I carefully mouthed his dickhead and drew in his flesh.
Warmth suffused me, a flush I felt throughout my body. It's funny how love let's you know just where you're supposed to be.
I nursed gently, lovingly, reverently, awed I had the right to commit so intimate an act. I was the only person on Earth trusted with his dick.
I stifled a small moan bubbling up deep inside me.
Silently I proclaimed to myself: "COCKSUCKER!" My heart pounded.
I increased the suction.
My interior voice shouted: "I'M YOUR COCKSUCKER!" I accepted more unfurling cock.
I hoped the frenzy of my tongue would transmit desire, express my devotion, and thrill his teen boner. Inflation was quickening now and nothing could stop it. My lips bulged wider as his thickness expanded.
In my head the words burst forth: "AND I LOVE IT!"
A wave of oral submission washed over me.
"He's in my mouth!" I silently exulted. "In my fucking mouth!" My jackoff fantasies were no longer dreams.
His dick straightened and grew and I choked a little. The craving in the back of my throat deepened.
I needed to throatfuck myself on his thickness, lock my lips around his base, and take ownership of those last four inches. My lips were sliding and tugging, sliding and tugging.
Meatbeat, tongue, liplock, tuggggg, liplock.
Lip squeeze hardddd. Eating sliding eating sliding eating eating dickmeat sliding. Lip squeeze hardddd.
Meatbeat. Meatbeat. Meatbeat. "Concentrate! You're a stud, you can do this!"
My tongue corkscrewed furiously as wet sloppy sounds assailed my ears.
I began to rub my erection against the pillow closest to me.
"They say breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
Chase patted my head in greeting, took my hand and entwined our fingers. He gave a long stretch.
"Wake up to find you perving on my body without permission! Gotta keep an eye on you!"
I hotly replied:
"I have a fucking right! I have licking, kissing, sucking, and swallowing rights whether you are asleep or not! You're mine! I'm yours! My fucking rights! Now pay attention to what your dick is telling you!
I engulfed him again.
Chase chuckled at my outburst:
"You go ahead buddy, I acknowledge your rights. I know you don't need any help from me this morning, you're doing just fine. I think I'll just lie still and quietly enjoy this practice session, okay?"
"Mmmf uhhuh." I replied. I loved the intimacy of holding his hand.
Suckkkkkk, tonguing tonguing suckkkkkk.
"You're developing a bad habit of talking with your mouth full. Won't be able to take you anywhere."
My laughter turned into a coughing fit. Turns out sucking dick is more of a technical feat than it looks. When you're learning the skill there's a lot going on in a very restricted space. I wiped my drooling lips on his belly and resumed my studies.
Chase was fully engorged now. I had to start getting serious about packing his horsecock down my throat.
Since my head and shoulders were facing down toward his waist, the angle helped a smooth invasion of my mouth. The large tube gracing the underside of his shaft now faced the roof of my mouth, and I enjoyed the novelty of the sensation.
Chase enjoyed it too. His grip on my hand tightened and his fingers flexed every time I dick dived. Small whimpers were escaping from his throat and I could feel his movements as he twisted his head back and forth on the pillows.
"O yeah, Kyle! Just like that man! Yeah, it feels soooo good! I've got my eyes closed because I'm picturing last night. Watching you take your first mouthful of spunk was the hottest thing I ever saw and I intend to remember it forever. I'm proud it was my spunk Kyle! Proud I've got a hot stud like you as my personal cocksucker! You're never gonna regret any of this dude, I promise!"
"Right before that first squirt I saw a spark of fear in your eyes, like you were afraid you couldn't handle it or you wouldn't like it. Then, as I creamed your tongue I saw the naked thrill in your eyes. As I pumped and hosed and spasmed and shot, your eyes flashed like a kaleidoscope: Adoration...Desire....Acceptance... Uuhhhh!! Yeah Kyle, right there buddy! Ahhhh!"
"I knew right then you loved the taste of my hot stud stickiness.
You're MY cocksucker Kyle, every drop I have is yours. I'd better never see you with anyone else's dick in your mouth! MY COCKSUCKER, MY DICK, YOUR MOUTH!! YOU UNDERSTAND? Ahhhhh! You're gonna get both balls emptied down your throat this morning! Mmmmaa!"
"And they say Wheaties is the Breakfast of Champions! They have noooo fucking clue!"
I sucked hard as Chase affirmed my new role: "You're MY cocksucker Kyle."
I wanted to shoot my load at those words but I forced myself to hold off.
He had read my eyes correctly. I did adore and desire eating the gushing, thick, gooey cum still hot from his nutsack. I did accept our friendship had changed and things would never be the same between us. I had the jizz addiction just as he had predicted.
I was breathing hard through my nose now. I pushed lower against the pole that dominated me. Down down I went, fully conscious of the tightening constriction iof my throat, the increasing amount of saliva running down his shaft, puddling at his nuts, and soaking the sheets. I began to sweat.
I had a mouthful of hard teen cock and the big flared dickhead was making its steady way to the entrance of my throat.
I coughed and choked but held on tight. I wasn't a pussy! I was a jock wrestler who made All State! I could do this! I suppressed my coughs and grimly gained another inch!
My nose was running and tears coursed down my face. I wasn't crying, but all the pressure in my mouth and throat was taking effect on my passageways.
I pressed on. The thick root of my best friend's dick was calling my name.
Turns out, Chase wasn't much help. At this point he had abandoned his plan to lie still and just enjoy my practice. I was forced to use more effort to hold his body down as he bucked and heaved and squirmed. Good thing I was a wrestler, because that's what it took to keep him supine.
I had my hands as full as my mouth.
I wanted to hold his head and shoulders down with my lower body, but I didn't think it respectful to have my equipment so close to my CockMaster's face. But I wanted to.
He was getting louder too.
"Uhhhh FUCK!! Ahhhh FUCK!! Your mouth is so FUCKING HOT! Aghhh! FUCKING sexy STUD eating my DICK!! In way DEEP Kyle, DEEPER than last night! I think my COCKHEAD is right at your tonsils man! KYLE!
buddy, I've got what you need but i have to survive to SQUIRT FOR YA!!"
Through my watering eyes I saw the light blond hair of his pubes closer than before. I wanted those hairs to cover my face. I drove forward.
Meatbeat! My tongue lapped as forcefully as I could.
Meatbeat! Sucking more suction! Sucking, sucking, more suction! Suck. Suckkkkk! Gaagggg! Suckkkkkkk!!
Meatbeat! Drool leaking, leaking, puddling. Pumping. Lips tugggggging, gagggingg,, gasping, drooling, moaning. Suckkkkhardddd!
Meatbeat! Meatbeat! Meatbeat!
The gagging was continuous now, but I wouldn't pussy out! I lost all sense of time, of reason, of awareness of anything except the brutal self impalement of my mouth and throat.
Chase has a right to my throat, and I accepted that fact. I have a right to his meat, and he acknowledged that. It's just we had to practice working out the details for maximum pleasure. You can't just wing it on the important things in life.
I had accepted the job as his personal cocksucker knowing it would be tough until I mastered the technique. Attitude is everything.
Downnnnn! Downnnnn! Don't think, do it! Down you fucker! Eat him, he needs to be eaten all the way! It's why you're here Kyle, man up and choke down! He has a right to be eaten down to the bone. It's your job to perform accomplish, so push yourself you fucking cocksucker, eat your buddy's hard dick! Downnnnn! Dive on that dick! It's what you've wanted for years!
"You're MY COCKSUCKER Kyle! Eat your BUDDY'S MEAT like a good BOY!"
I felt my face flush hot! I WAS trying hard to be a good boy by being as bad as lust could make me.
Suddenly I was full up. Nose running, eyes watering, choking, I couldn't force the last two inches.
Only two fucking inches and I couldn't make it!
The thick root and light blond hair mocked me.
I failed to liplock him to the bone.
I failed to have the beautiful blond hair surround my lips and tickle my nose.
I just failed.
Unaccustomed to failure I wondered if I was good enough to deserve CockMaster Chase. Maybe he'd want a better cocksucker. I wondered if I could make it up to him somehow.
My heart thumped with fear when Chase raised our joined hands and barked:
"Look at me Kyle! Take your mouth off me and look at me!"
I couldn't really focus my eyes properly, and I was kinda dazed. It's the cocksucking frenzy that comes over me, I just lose control and perspective. I can't help it. It's something new I've learned about myself since yesterday. I'm guess it's what happens when you become a cock whore and I just can't help it.
Was I about to be fired because of two inches? It wasn't fair! I was doing the best job my inexperienced mouth could do! Fucking horsecock!
I had a sore throat! I was hoarse as a foghorn! I was doing my best!
The pit of my stomach roiled and my voice, still hoarse, shook a little:
"Yes?"
Chase stared at me.
"I mean Yes CockMaster!"
"Good boy!"
"Look Kyle, we been friends a long time. I mean a long time! And I never had a clue you were hungry for my dick. You hid it well. And if I didn't have a clue, nobody had a clue, right? Not our folks or our friends, nobody, right?"
"That's right Chase. I was always careful never to give you the eye at school or at games or around anybody. I just looked at you when we were alone. I memorised a lot of flashes of skin for my jerk off sessions, Chase."
"Remember that day you were shopping for new jeans? Remember when I said: "Pull up your shirt so I can see if they fit your waist."
"Yeah."
"That flash of your navel kept me hard for a month."
Chase grinned at me: "Dude you are such a perv!"
He went on as I began to breathe easier:
"And you're MY perv so I guess I'm stuck with ya! Listen buddy, I want to give you fair warning, I'm gonna cum soon and I know it's gonna be a gusher! I just want you to mentally prepare yourself."
"Chase you know every time I see you I'm mentally prepared to accept your sperm. I don't think I can do without it any more, now that I ate it last night "
"You know what it means doncha buddy, my letting you have my spunk?"
I nodded hesitantly. "I think so."
"Remember last night when you spermsucked my navel dry? Kept saying "I love you" through those cum coated lips of yours?"
I was never gonna forget that moment. It was the culmination of dirty daydreams I never believed would happen. If anything was burned into my soul it was that moment.
"That's what it means buddy." Quietly, not meeting my eyes. Almost shyly. Embarrassed.
I gawked at him.
"Are you saying you..."
"What I'm saying is i hope you're thirsty buddy! Get on my dick and get on it now! I'm about to squirt for you and it's gonna be a lot!
In hot anticipation of drinking Chase down, my cock spasmed and long ropes of cum soaked the sheets.
I moaned his name around his cock.
Quickly, as his dick began to pulse, I tried to make him understand my choked voice:
HOZZ MEE IN MAAH MOUF! INN MAAH FUCKIN' MOUFF!
"HERE'S YOUR JUICE BUDDY! YOU EARNED EVERY DROP!"
My mouth was suddenly overfilled with thick hot viscous fluid. I gulped hungrily. Another spasm. Another mouthful. Another gulp, louder this time.
Chase tried to keep his voice low but his orgasm kept making him louder:
"SWALLOWING MY BOYJUICE!! I'M SO HOT ONLY A HOT JOCK COCKSUCKER CAN HANDLE ME! I'M SQUIRTING ALL i GOT FOR YA BUDDY! FUCKKK! I'M HOSING YOUR MOUTH KYLE YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER! HOW'S THAT HOT BALLJUICE TASTE YA FUCKER? AHHHH FUCK ME, MAN, I'M STILL SQUIRTING!! I OWN A COCKSUCKER AND HE'S A HOT TOUGH FUCKER! AND HIS MOUTH IS MINE!!
HERE YA GO, BUDDY, GOT ANOTHER HEAVY SQUIRT COMING!! YEAH HANG ON KYLE, I KNOW IT'S A LOT BUT YOU'RE A TOUGH STUD!!"
Try sticking a garden hose in your mouth. Now close your eyes while someone turns on the spigot. That's what Chase's cum is like when it volleys out of his cock. You can't control it. You just have to have the strength to hold on until the spigot is turned off again.
I gulped and choked and gulped until I had most of it down. I'm ashamed to say at one point he bucked out of my mouth and a salvo spermed my face. I hate to see it wasted like that, but Chase seemed to think it was hot.
I started to drift into a mental state of semen satisfaction. I lazily cleaned up his cock and balls, shining them with spit and capturing the last vestiges of his explosive discharge.
"Dude! You're really getting the hang of this dick worship thing!
That was unreal!"
I was about to thank him when he bolted up!
"FUCK! Look at the time! We gotta get to school! I'll meet ya at lunch!"