Warning:
This story contains graphic sex between teenage boys. The fact that it happened to me when I was 13 and 14 doesn't make any difference, not even the fact that I enjoyed it a lot. However, you should NOT read this if it offends you in any way, and if you yourself are 13 or 14, well you know you aren't supposed to even READ this kind of thing much less do it. In fact, if you aren't of "legal" age to access graphic sexual material, you should NOT read this at all!! Promise me! ===================== Yes, this is mostly a true story, a little embellished here and there, but I've had a long time to think about the events related, and they are for the most part accurate . . .
The Slave Game (Teen/Teen/Teen Boys oral sex consenting)
It was a Friday night, and Richard and Gary's dad was out of town on business, when we first played the suck slave game.
I was sleeping over, because Richard and I are friends; we go to school together. We were 14 then. Gary is Richard's brother of course -- he was 16.
The thing you need to know is that one day near the start of our freshman year I met Richard in the cafeteria at lunch. We were kidding around and joking, though we didn't know each other much. I'd noticed him in PE class, in the locker room; he had a real red dick and I was attracted to it. Also, I liked his real short cropped brown hair.
I don't remember what I said but it was a joking kind of put down. He laughed and then he said "You shouldn't cut me down like that -- you might have to blow me back up!" and he laughed real loud. To him it was just a joke, but to me it was exciting, because, though I had only sucked one or two times before and was ony thirteen just then, I knew it was something I sort of wanted to do to him.
So as we walked out of the cafeteria, I said "Well, do you have a quarter?" I figured that was half a joke and I was right. He laughed and then a little bit later he said, "Hey, were you serious about that?" I didn't say anything for a long time, which I'm sure was a giveaway, before I said "Nah, I was just kidding".
Well, we still got to be friends and after a while I did suck him, behind the curtains on the stage at one end of the gym. We were back there one day, sort of ditching class because it was dodge ball, which bored him and scared me because I was small and other boys liked to pick on me. So we went behind the curtains and we were dressed out for PE in our gym shorts and jockeys and we started talking and talked about jacking off and got kind of horny, then we showed our boners to each other. Richard could tell I was real interested and kept his out a long time, then told me to look at it real close up. When I got real close, I put it in my mouth and sucked him for a minute or two, then pulled off, and then we both jacked off back there.
After that, he was hot and cold to me. Sometimes we were buddies, sometimes he made fun of me in front of other guys, but never told what I had done. One night he slept over at my place and I did it again, this time a long time until he came, and I spit it out, but later that night he jacked me off and even put my dick in his mouth a little bit. But then he looked sick and disgusted and wouldn't do it again that night.
After a while though we both sucked each other, I loved his nice sleek red cock, it was so satiny soft, and I played with his soft small bush and got to where I would taste his come and swallow a little bit of it, though I didn't let him know I was doing that, I pretended to spit it all out. His balls were almost hairless and he was kind of cute.
One night I stayed over at his house, and we were getting to be pretty good friends by this time. He didn't seem to really love sucking me like I did him, but we did it now and then and he had stopped making fun of me. We were sleeping in his room, which he shared with his brother, on the floor and late in the night we jacked each other off and his brother saw and joined us, then watched while we 69'd. He was real turned on and got me to suck him a little bit, but I wouldn't let him go all the way.
So that's how it was the night I slept over when their dad was gone. Their mom had died a long time before, and he thought it would be okay for Rich and Gary to be alone since Gary was 16 and they had an aunt and uncle across town if they needed an adult. So Rich invited me to sleep over and I did, though I don't think it was allowed or their dad knew I was going to be there or anything.
I don't remember who suggested it first, I think it was Gary, but one of said let's play some cards, so we did, sitting on Gary's big waterbed, and as might happen with any young teenage boys we started to play strip poker. Now, I gotta say we didn't think in terms of fags or anything like that; even though I sort of thought I liked sucking too much, we all three of us thought of these things as just messing around and having fun. Oh, also, we had all been drinking beer and were kind of drunk already.
As we played it, you took off one piece of clothes each hand you lost. About half way through, Gary said "hey, I know, the loser has to suck the winners. When you're naked you get one more hand to play and have to blow if you lose it."
We all sort of grinned and dared each other and bragged about how we'd make the other do it. That's really how it escalated. By the time we were done, it was that the loser had to blow the other two "all night long, as much as they want, whenever they want." I wasn't sure I wanted to agree but I was real surprised when Richard said "Yah, ok! I'll do it if I lose, how about you, Phil?" And I found myself agreeing, reluctantly and yet was thrilled underneath. Gary was winning at that point and it was his idea, so he agreed too.
Well, I didn't know if I wanted to lose or win, but in the end I did lose. I was naked and hard, and at that time I was pretty cute kid; this wasn't long after my fourteenth birthday.
Well as soon as I lost the deciding hand, Gary was pulling his sweat pants off and his jockeys down so he only had his t-shirt on (he hadn't lost many hands) and his big teenage cock sprang up. It was really great looking, and I couldn't take my eyes off it. He was, like Richard, very fair skinned and his hair was light brown but he had a great tan and was very athletic. Richard was just like that too. Richard had only his shorts and t-shirt on and he pulled the shorts off right away too. They both were real excited and Gary said "come on, do it", but I shrugged and must have looked real doubtful about it. I took a big drink of my third beer, then I said real low and shaky "Oh, OK" and I looked down at my feet.
"Yeah!" said Gary, "Me first!" and he laid back on the bed and spread his legs wide apart, his six incher sticking up towards his belly button. It helped that he wasn't too hairy down there, he hardly had any more hair than Richard did, and his dick was just as red even though it was thicker and longer. So with a little more verbal prodding ["Come on, its fair, you lost . . . we'd do it if we lost . . .. just for fun, OK?"] from them both, I positioned between Gary's smooth, almost hairless and muscular thighs, and took his cock into my mouth, working my tongue over the silky head.
GAry got real excited and thrust his hips up while I worked my young mouth on his swollen young manhood; I don't think I sucked more than a minute when he said "Richie go get some towels" and as Rich got off the bed, he suddenly pushed my head down on his cock and started to shoot in my mouth. I let him shoot, his hot cream spurting against the roof of my mouth and tasting it with my tongue, but determined not to swallow it. As he finished, he began to relax and lay back, and I pulled off, grabbed a towel from Richard and spit the cream into it, then used it to wipe my mouth and lips.
Then Gary ordered me to wipe his cock and abdomen clean and I did it, feeling a little bit queasy and disgusted and yet -- I have to say I was burning red with embarrassment at the same time I was burning with secret satisfaction and excitement.
Before I could adjust much, Rich laid down next to his relaxed big brother, spread his legs, stuck his hands behind his head and said "Ok, now blow me!" When I didn't respond right away, Gary got up and said "Come on, boy, you're our suck slave tonite, remember? As many times as we want, all night long!" and he grinned and I just lowered my eyes and went down on Richard's four inch boycock. His hairless thighs were tight on my face, his tight smooth balls bumping into my chin as I worked my mouth on him. It took him a lot less time than Gary to come and then they were both grinning and we were all popping another beer, and they had me chug mine, so by the time they were finished with theirs I was feeling pretty drunk and they were pretty happy, and they had me service them again, sucking each one and this time licking their balls and thighs too. Each came in my mouth again, and then I looked at the clock and it was after one, and we played some cards and drank some more beer and then there I was, laying between Richard's legs and licking and sucking avidly up and down on his silken young boy rod, tonguing the head and licking and sucking and taunting it until he shot again, and this time, though they didn't know it, I swallowed just a little tiny bit of his stuff.
Somewhere in there they took off their tee shirts and when I sucked one the other one would put his face right next to mine to watch the dick going in and out of my mouth. Sometimes one would play with the other's nipples while I was sucking. And by this time, my inhibitions about it were gone, but I was pretty tired even though I had to do Gary again. While I was blowing him off, Rich fell asleep and it was after two am when Gary came in my mouth for the third time and I wiped him clean. We were both pretty sleepy but he ordered me to lick and suck on his balls and I did that for a while then he was swollen hard again and he said "Suck time!" and I blew him once more, for the fourth time, and he ordered me to lick his brother, but Rich complained he wanted to sleep, and so I fell asleep between the two of them, my head on Rich's stomach.
When I woke up it was just past dawn and GAry was shaking me awake.
"Time for another blowjob, Phil!"
But I said "No, it was all night long, and its not night anymore."
"Aww, come on, its not time to get up yet, so its still the night; still peener time!" he argued.
"Uh Uh, its light out its not night anymore"
"Come on, just one more time, OK?" he pleaded, but I again refused. Richie woke up and heard all this and then he said "Tell you what, you do it once more for each of us then that's all, and I'll suck you once."
Well, I was very horny since I hadn't come at all, so I said, "OK, but this is the last time!". Once again, Gary lay back and I engulfed his hot teenager's cock in my mouth, slowly licking up and down on it, working my tongue on it as I did. After a minute or two, he said "Hey, I'll make you a deal, Phil. You suck it all the way and Rich too, but this time, you swallow it," his voice was husky with excitement, "and if you do that, we'll play again next week and guarantee you'll be a winner, and one of us will suck you all night long." I hesitated, but Richard chimed in excitedly, "Yah, that's a good deal for you, Phil." And so I nodded, not taking the big dick from my mouth, and continued my sensual working on it.
My acquiescence and the thought of having me drink his sperm excited Gary so that he shot quickly despite the fact that it was his --what, 5th? load. There wasn't too much but I dutifully gulped it, and then he made me lick him clean this time, then had me service his little brother yet again and I loved it when I swallowed his sweet stuff, it was much nicer feeling his tight crotch convulse and his cock pulse as it pumped the cum into mouth. I guess I'd sort of wanted to swallow all of his load for a while.
So Rich went down on me and pulled off as I shot my load, it was a whopping big one since I hadn't shot all night, and it sprayed all over his face and his hair and there were strings of cum attaching him to the tip of my dick, and I reached down and rubbed it in his face and hair and Gary laughed and did the same, and we were all laughing and then went and took showers.
Well, the next weekend we did it again only this time Richie lost and had to do us all night long, and we evolved a bargain where he wouldn't have to do it the next weekend and that left only Gary -- so two or three weeks later it was his turn, and in a month or two we just stopped playing the cardgame and just took turns being the mouth slave. Of course, we couldn't do it quite like that first time since their dad was home the other times, but that just meant we had to be quiet and usually couldn't get drunk.
I kind of like this, but Richie and Gary want to invite one of Gary's friends to be a "guest of honor" next time when its my turn and he won't be taking a turn later. I don't know if I should do that . . .