From: PrettyBoy <JerryMathers@beaver.com>
Subject: The Slave Game  (3 Teen Boys oral sex consenting)
Date: Sat, 28 Sep 1996 19:32:24 -0700

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 . . .