Date: Mon, 1 Nov 2010 15:28:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Beginner Boy to Cum Slut (1)

Beginner Boy to Cum Slut
By
Storyguy22

   This is total fiction, no one got hurt, and a lot of it felt awesome!

(1)

  Scotty was naked, hunkered down in front his computer in his darkened
bedroom. His young cock was steely hard in that way that teen boys have,
and as he scrolled through the stunning picture files posted on his
favorite gay porn site he idly stroked it with his free hand.

   The boy had recently turned fifteen, and while that might have seemed a
bit early in life to form any kind of near obsession, Scotty had definitely
done just that, his personal angst being centered on, of all things, an
unwavering desire to suck another guys cock, and swallow his load.

   This desire had first manifested about a year ago, at the beginning of
his high school years when as a freshman he had for the first time
experienced a locker room filled with other naked and near-naked boys. He
wasn't really sure why he had never given even a single thought to the fact
that high school gym class would include shared nudity, but he was
definitely sure that now that it happened on a daily basis five days a
week, that he totally loved that few minutes of his otherwise bland school
day.

   A couple of interesting things had developed from his early exposure to
such visual delights, the first being his discovery of definite sexual
urgings coursing through his slender body as he subtly watched his
classmates showering and dressing after class, his hungry gaze irresistibly
drawn to the myriad of fully exposed penis's, dangling ball sacks, and cute
little asses that cavorted about the locker room. The second spinoff that
came from this buffet of naked teen boys was the clear understanding that
his own male equipment measured up in a quite acceptable way when compared
to his peers. As it is with most teen boys entering puberty Scotty had
spent a fair amount of time agonizing that his cock and balls were small,
and nowhere near to reaching the grand proportions of the stars of his
favorite porn web sites. While any opportunity to glimpse a boy in full
erection in gym class was rare, he was reasonably satisfied that his own
five inches of rigid erection would certainly reach average for his age, at
least.

   With the passage of time Scotty had increasingly surrendered to his
growing addiction to the internet and the seemingly endless offerings of
gay porn. Of the wide cornucopia of wild sex scenes offered online Scotty
had eventually begun centering his searches on the depiction of gay male
oral sex, and a steady diet of that powerful vitamin being fed to his
raging hormones quickly developed his current obsession with actually
performing the act himself. He had tried a variety of static substitute
items to simulate sucking a cock, the array including a banana, cucumbers
of various sizes, carrots, and all manner of other cylindrical shaped
objects. He would close his eyes as he fisted his hardness while slurping
noisily on one of these implements, his mind struggling to imagine a real
penis filling his mouth with warm, smooth hardness until it eventually
erupted and spewed gallons of thick syrup over his tongue and down his
throat. He dearly loved the videos and .jpg files that clearly showed
copious amounts of the white treasure flooding a sucking mouth or an
eagerly upturned face, and he was desperate to have that flooded mouth or
painted face be his own. To that end Scotty began focusing his attentions,
his primal goal in life becoming his obsession to become a cocksucker, and
hopefully soon.

   He had spent considerable time carefully paring down his list of
possible boys that he thought might just be a willing participant on his
quest, and when he had arrived at his friend and nearby neighbor Ryan, he
began carefully crafting a scenario wherein he might be successful in
getting the slightly older boys cock into his mouth.

   Ryan was seventeen, and a senior classman to Scott's sophomore year
status, and the two year age difference had never seemed an issue between
the two boys. A few years back Ryan had already lived in the neighborhood
when Scotty's family had moved in several houses away and the two young
boys had soon become friends, hanging out together after school and during
the summers. When Ryan had turned sixteen and gained the freedom of
driving, he had readily allowed Scotty to ride around with him frequently,
and when Scotty had entered high school Ryan fell into the habit of driving
his to and from school regularly. It was along the lines of being in the
car with Ryan somewhere, or the frequent opportunities for them to spend
time alone at Scotty's house after school until the late evening when
Scotty's parents returned from work that Scotty narrowed his planning
regarding location, and with that decided he began concentrating on the
"how" portion of his scheme.

   He clicked the mouse, opening a new web page, and as his eyes darted
over the new pictures it displayed his mind focused on his friend Ryan, a
clear image of the good looking senior forming in his mind. At just short
of six feet tall and probably 160 pounds Ryan was measurably bigger than
the slight Scotty who topped out at five foot eight, and barely 140
pounds. His older body was more developed as well with broad shoulders and
a narrow waist, and Scotty knew that Ryan had muscular legs from having
seen him often in shorts. What Scotty did not know was what Ryan was
packing inside those shorts, but he had often caught glimpses of what
appeared ample equipment stirring there as the two boys played hoops, or
other activities. In truth Scotty really didn't give a damn how big or
small Ryan's cock was, he was, God willing, going to suck it anyway, it was
just simply a matter of where, and when.

   Scotty opened a new video file, and the computer screen was suddenly
filled with an HD image of a thick erection depositing a load of cum of
epic proportion into a waiting mouth, and the vivid scene served to push
him over the edge, his own young cock suddenly bucking strongly as it
erupted his pent up load onto his smooth, flat stomach. He rode the orgasm
to its conclusion, and then he trailed his fingers through the slime on his
tummy to scoop up his warm offering, and he quickly slid his fingers into
his mouth to lick and suck. He felt suddenly sleepy then, so he logged off
his computer, and moved to his bed. As he drifted off to sleep, his last
image of the day was that of himself taking Ryan's stiff cock into his
mouth.

   Fast forward to nine days later, and our scene finds Scotty answering a
rather urgent knocking at his front door. As he swings open the door he
finds none other than an obviously keyed up Ryan who is standing there with
an expression someplace between frustration and plain old anger. The summer
day is overcast and muggy, and Ryan and Scotty are both wearing shorts, and
Scotty can't help but drop his gaze to Ryan's somewhat bulging
crotch. Unconsciously he swipes his pink tongue over his full lips as he
steps back and invites Ryan inside. He huffs over the threshold, and then
stomps down the hall to Scotty's bedroom where he goes inside, and throws
himself across the bed. Scotty shuts the door, and moves across the room to
sit beside his friend, and he says,

   "What's up, Dude...?...you act like you want to break something."

   Ryan sighs deeply, his exasperation obvious as he rolls over onto his
back. He shakes his head slowly, and frowns deeply as he replies,

   "Just the same old shit, Scotty...that F-ing Donna again...you know what
I'm saying!"

   Scotty stifled a chuckle, trying to appear empathetic with his friend
while indeed he does know what he's saying. Donna is a girl that has for
some time been teasing Ryan, letting him get into some serious making out
with her to a point he actually thinks he is going to score some of that
pussy stuff he is so desperate for before she goes suddenly all virginal,
and shuts him down cold. It's happened often enough that Scotty can't
really understand why Ryan keeps letting her do it, but then he doesn't get
the whole pussy thing anyway. Putting on a sympathetic look, he dares to
drop his hand on Ryan's firm thigh as he tells him,

   "That so sucks, Rye...I know how she winds you all up, and then shuts
you down all the time...you really should put your efforts to a more
reliable source, you know?"

   Ryan glances down at Scotty's hand on his thigh, and in his unrequited
state of arousal he decides it feels pretty nice, so he says nothing, and
shrugs sheepishly, accepting his friend's mild rebuke. Trying to lighten
his dour mood, Ryan nods slowly, and says,

   "That's probably a wise suggestion, Dude...do you happen to know of any
more reliable sources, these fucking blue-balls are killing
me...again...that fucking cunt!"

   Scotty feels his cock stirring in his shorts, and he takes a long look
at Ryan's obviously full shorts, and, his pulse rate doubling, he takes his
shot, saying quietly,

   "Actually, I do know of one...better source, I mean...if you're really
interested...and, um...really open about things."

   Ryan looks again at Scotty's hand on his leg, and then he looks into the
boy's soft blue eyes, and suddenly his brain clicks on what his
friend...his BOY friend...is so subtly offering. Holy shit, he
thinks...really...?...no fucking way it can be...can it...? He holds
Scotty's gaze and he sees both the fear and the need there, and then he
focuses briefly on the dull ache in his unrelieved balls, and he splays his
legs a bit wider, a move which causes Scotty's hand to move slightly closer
to his pulsing cock. Scotty's heart leaps in his chest, and he arches his
eyebrows in question as he carefully inches his fingers closer to the
enticing bulges behind Ryan's soft shorts. Ryan holds Scotty's gaze, and
the presence of his friends fingers so near his core is maddening, fueling
his already urgent need, and he swallows, and speaks very softly as he
says,

   "Scotty...dude...look, man...this is really great of you, you
know...?...but shit, Bro...it's just...weird... not right...whatever...you
get my drift?"

   Scotty plunged ahead, his brain in overload, a mixture of wanton
excitement at the idea that his dream may just come true and the abject
fear that he was about to lose his best bud ever. Sucking in a deep breath,
he tells Ryan,

   "Look Dude...don't whip my ass, okay...?...but I really don't see this
as any kind of moral thing...not weird...not right or wrong, okay...?...I
see it like this...you are hurting in a not good way, and I hate that for
you...and...well, I can fix that for you...hell, Rye...I really WANT to fix
it for you, okay...I have wanted to for a long time now...shit, Bud...I
have needs too, okay...?...why not just help each other out here...nobody
has to ever know, it's all good...!"

   Ryan's brain was spinning too, and he was torn between letting this
totally unexpected development with Scotty play out as it would and getting
the hell out of there right now. He was totally aware of the burning need
for sexual release and the equally pressing sense of guilt at allowing it
to happen, but as he mulled over Scotty's plea's that he needed this too,
he began to acquiesce. Scotty sensed his friend's unspoken surrender, and
in another moment of false bravado he inched his hand along Ryan's thigh,
and closed his hand around the rigid thickness of his cock.

   Ryan jumped and groaned at the same time, a sudden urge to blow his load
nearly overwhelming as Scotty gently worked his rampant erection outside
his soft shorts. He shuddered strongly, a wide range of amazing sensations
flooding over him, and he hissed,

   "Aw fuck, Scotty...fuck Dude...that feels fucking amazing!"

   A flood of relief and excitement washed over Scotty, and he quickly
seized the moment, moving into a position that allowed his to grasp the
waist of Ryan's shorts as he gently pushed the older boy down on his bed,
saying,

   "It's cool, Ryan...just relax Bud...lie back and just let it
happen...enjoy this...I want this so bad...close your eyes, Bro, and let it
happen...do it for me...please!"

   Ryan sighed heavily, his forearm dropping across his eyes as he relaxed
back on the bed as Scotty feverishly worked his shorts and briefs down his
legs, and off his feet. His rock hard cock sprang free, and he heard Scotty
gasp loudly as it slapped loudly against his abdomen.  An awkward silence
followed for a moment, and then he heard a breathless Scotty murmur,

   "Holy shit, Rye...you have a really beautiful cock, Dude...fucking
beautiful!"

   Before Ryan could respond he nearly climbed out of his skin when he felt
Scotty carefully grasp his throbbing erection and hold it reverently in his
soft hand. He groaned, a thousand wonderful sensations flooding his body,
and he groaned again when Scotty began slowly pumping his cock, his other
hand moving to carefully cup his heavy balls. He sucked in wind, and
managed to utter,

   "Goddamn, Scotty...that feels amazing...so fucking good...aw, man!"

   There was no stopping Scotty now, and he marveled at the abject beauty
of the thick cock he worked in one hand and the perfection of the heavy
balls he held in the other. His saliva was like a river in his mouth, and
the long held desire to suck such a perfect cock as this overwhelmed him,
and without further delay, he lowered his head, and licked the satin-like
stalk from base to tip several times. His initial surprise was the near
total lack of any taste at all, save for maybe a very slight and mild sense
of saltiness, and he decided it was really akin to sucking his thumb, only
bigger. Gripping the base, Scotty lifted the rock hard thickness, and then
washed his tongue all over the knob-like head of Ryan's cock. He stabbed
his tongue into the tiny slit there, and Ryan groaned a steady cadence of
pleasure under his ministrations, and that pleased an unsure Scotty who
took the reactions as a sign that while he was a total rooky at this he was
doing it correctly to a large degree.  Warming to his task, he slid the
wide stalk into his warm, wet mouth, and sucked it, using his tongue to
swab the underside of it and the thick vein that ran there.

      Scotty bobbed his head over Ryan's cock, his fingers carefully toying
with the boy's big balls, and when Ryan began bucking strongly with his
hips, he let the cock fall from his mouth and dropped down to lap at and
suck the balls below. He captured each nugget in turn just as he had seen
done countless times online, and Ryan groaned loudly, muttering his name
again and again. His raining saliva soaked Ryan's smooth scrotum, and a
small rivulet of it trickled down toward his tiny pucker, and when Scotty
noticed the streams of shiny precum oozing from Ryan's slit he once more
took the rigid shaft into his mouth and resumed a steady sucking. The taste
of the flowing fluid was slightly nutty, Scotty thought, and as he eagerly
bobbed steadily on his friends cock he reached the conclusion that every
one of his long held desires to perform this incredible act had been if
anything an understatement. This, he decided, is awesome, this sucking cock
thing is some seriously hot shit, and as much as I am into this I wish he
would cum already, I really, really want that hot cum flood in my mouth and
tummy!

   As if on cue, Ryan let out a near war hoop sound as his hips jolted
upward off the bed, and his hand suddenly gripped Scotty's head firmly,
holding him in place as his balls boiled over. The first huge spurt of warm
semen jetted into Scotty's mouth, and as he gulped it down another, and
another, and then another big spurt quickly followed, and then things
settled slightly the remainder of the copious load flowed over Scotty's
tongue in weaker pulses until Ryan was spent, and drained. Scotty held the
wilting boyhood in his mouth, gently suckling it as he savored the slightly
acrid aftertaste of Ryan's hot cum in his mouth. Fuck, he thought, that was
excellent...purely excellent...I hope he can go again really soon!"

(Story Continues)
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