Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2012 07:44:42 -0400
From: Moore
Subject: First of Many

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 soonİtoİbe 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.