Date: Tue, 30 Nov 1999 20:39:34 PST From: James Truett Subject: No One Will Know Part 1 (t/t, oral) NO ONE WILL KNOW "No, uuuh, I, I mean, you'd better stop, uh 'cause I don't think th-this is such a good . . . idea." I was getting nervous now in spite of being so turned on. But I couldn't pull away. It was Jimmy, a guy from my neighborhood, in the woods yesterday, that I kneeled down and gave a blowjob. Last night I cried myself to sleep because I had sucked a cock for the first time. I was not happy with my "queer" actions. I made a vow it would never happen again. Today was Saturday. I rode my bike around for a couple of hours. While on Bee Road I went past the wooded area where I had sucked Jimmy's 5-inch cock. My mind went back to yesterday. "Play with my cock, Clay. Reach out and touch it. No one will know. You've gotten me hard already as you can see." His dick was hard as a rock and the tip glistened with his juice. "I don't know, man. I-I-I've never, uh done anything like this." "Just stroke it, Clay," he ordered. "Take it in your hand. You know you want to. I can tell you're curious .NO ONE WILL KNOW" I reached down and took hold of his dick. I couldn't get my hand all the way around it. "Man that's great and feels so good. Stroke it, Clay. You want it in your hand don't you?" I stroked up and down his big fat dick. "It's OK I guess," I said, though in truth, his dick felt really hard and made me panicky. What was I doing? I was really starting to get a strange feeling and my dick grew harder. And as I jacked him off, there was something that excited me throughout my body. "I think you should show me just what you've been thinking about," he growled in my ear. "I think it's time to find out what its like sucking dick. Don't you?" "No, man, I can't do that!" I cried. I should have pulled away as he pushed me down. My face came closer and closer to his fat dick. "There it is Clay. You've been wanting it, haven't you. Go on, take a taste of it. I know you want to. Look at how hard your dick is. You've been getting a boner from watching my cock for a while now. Go on, lick it." I moved my face toward his hard cock. I wanted to taste his precum smearing across my lips. "Lick it, Clay. Get a taste of the cock you've been wanting. You have wanted to taste it, haven't you? Answer me." "Please! Let me go!" I said, trying not to open my mouth too much as his cock rubbed against it. I tried not to breathe as I could feel it push against my lips. "Clay. It's OK. Just lick on it. You'll see what you've been wondering about." He knew I would do it because I was turned on and curious to find out what it tasted like. I opened my lips and licked it along the head of his dick. Wow, I tasted his precum, boy it was salty yet sweet, an indescribable combination of tastes. I let my tongue wander down the shaft of his cock. I found myself wanting more of the salty taste of his sweaty skin, by the texture of the skin on his cock. I just let my tongue run up and down his shaft. "Yes, yes, yes, that's it, now you're getting into it. Oh, yeah that's good." Clay, take it in your mouth, yes, Clay," he softly instructed me. "Suck my dick." I opened my mouth and began to take in the huge head of his cock. I tried to sallow the whole thing as the head went past my lips and his shaft started to slide in. The head of his dick glided over my tongue, toward my throat causing me to gag. I tried to pull off of his dick. "Take it slow and breath through your nose," he said, placing his hand on the back of my head. "Just let yourself get used to it. You were born to suck my dick." Slowly he started working my head up and down on his dick. My gagging reflex lessened as the head hit my throat. "Now you're getting into it. Suck my dick faggot. He started to pump his dick in and out of my mouth. "Boy, you're one hell of a cocksucker. I knew you would be. I could tell you wanted it by the way you looked at my crotch. Just keep sucking' my cock." I could see his balls tightening up and that load of cum in me getting ready. I also felt him begin to speed up the pace of his pumping my mouth. "Oh yeah, Oh, yeah, here it comes." All of a sudden, I felt his warm spurts and my mouth was filled with his cum. I could feel it shoot against my throat. I panicked, trying to pull away but he held my head as he continued to shoot load after load of cum into my mouth. I tried to swallow but couldn't keep up. It dribbled out of my lips and down my chin. Finally he stopped and slowly pulled his dick out of my mouth. My jaws ached from the stretching they'd had. "That was a great blow job, Clay. I'll bet you'll get better with practice." I remembered the cum dribbling from my mouth, I remembered what I'd done. How could this have happened? As I rode past the woods my cock was hard. I could almost taste Jimmy's cock in my mouth. What would it hurt to go jack off? I pulled my bike down a path in the woods. I left it next to a tree and looked for a good jack off spot. I walked down the path when I heard someone say, "What the fuck do you want?" I looked around and saw two older boys from the neighborhood. "I was, um just, um looking". The taller of the two I think his name was Truett spoke, "This is where queers come to give blow jobs, is that why you're here?" I just stared, confused and yet turned on by what he had said. I had sucked another's guy's dick yesterday. I'd been turned on by it. I looked up at Truett and studied his body as he waited for an answer. "I was just, um going to, um" Truett quietly said "Its OK we were just looking for someone to give us head, NO ONE WILL KNOW if you suck our dicks, how bout it kid" In spite of my confusion, I felt a stirring in my cock. Truett and his friend looked down a me and smiled. "See, I knew he'd do it," he said, "I know you will like our cocks, kid. Anyway you're getting hard. I'll bet you're one horny little bastard. Now, I want you to unzip my pants and free my cock." "Huh?" I couldn't believe he was asking me to do that. "Come on, take it out, before it gets soft. Don't you want to see it? Do it." I leaned forward and began to unzip his pants, I opened the fly of his jeans and jockeys and pulled his hard cock out into the open air. He had me wait as he pushed down his jeans and jockeys and as he stepped out of them. His hard on was right before my eyes. "Go ahead and suck it, no teeth" "I don't know, I don't want to . . ." I started. "I didn't ask if you wanted to, I said lick it. You've gotten me all hard, now lick my fat cock." I stuck out my tongue and ran it around the head of his dick. "Suck my cock, boy. Blow me then you can blow Harold." I took his big meat in my mouth again and he started pumping it in and out. I was turned on and was getting close to coming. The sensation in my balls kept building to a crescendo. "AAAAAH!" I yelled as I started to shoot, my cum in my jeans. A moment later I felt him tense and he started shooting in my mouth. "Take it cocksucker! Take my cum!" he yelled. My mouth was full of cum and I struggled to swallow. After he finished, he pulled his dick from my mouth, the last drops of cum dripping on my face. "You OK, kid?" he asked as he finished wiping the cum off his cock. "Ready for Harold?" "Yeah, I guess," I said quietly and slightly embarrassed. I swallowed Harold's load next. He did not take as long as Truett. As I was going home my cock was hard again, as I said to myself "You're getting turned on about sucking a guy's cock?" I thought it was time to look up Jimmy, AS NO ONE WOULD KNOW..