My name is Lenny, and I'm a horny 13 year old. My best friend, Jeff and I jack off together all the time. Sometimes we stroke each other off, but not very often, since we are both straight. I must admit that I really enjoyed handling his cock, and sure liked him handling mine, but I kept that to myself.

Most of the time we just look at girlie magazines he got from his older brother and imagine being with those hot babes.

One day Jeff said he wanted to try something new.

"Let's jack off in every room of each of our houses, just for something different," he suggested.

"That's kind of weird," I said, "But kind of kinky too, so let's try it."

We normally jacked off at Jeff's house because his parents didn't get home until evening, so we had plenty of time to do it after school.

After two weeks we had done every room in his house, including the garage, and Jeff pressed me for when we could do it at my house.

For nearly a month there weren't any opportunities, but then my mother decided to go visit her sister out of town, so the house would be available right after school. My sister, Anna was in high school and got home later than I did, so we would have to get right to it after school.

I told Jeff and he took my school bus to my house after school.

"Where do you want to start?" I asked.

"How about your sister's room?" asked Jeff.

"Let's do it!" I quickly agreed, and we dropped our books just inside the door and went up to Anna's room.

We stripped down and began to stoke. Then Jeff looked into Anna's closet and saw a laundry hamper. He opened it and took out a pair of her used panties. He clutched it to his face and inhaled deeply while he stroked.

We were suddenly shocked to hear, "What the hell is going on here!?"

Anna was home before I thought she would be, and we were both busted! What can you possibly say in such a situation? "It's not what you think" sure wouldn't work.

"Anna, I'm really sorry, we didn't mean any harm," I pleaded.

"We'll just have to see what Mom says about this when she calls home tonight," declared Anna.

"Oh please, don't tell Mom!" I pleaded. Mom was very old-school and though jacking off was disgusting and I'd never hear the end of it. Dad was okay, but it was Mom I feared finding out.

"What will you do for me if I don't tell her?" asked Anna.

"Anything – you name it!" I quickly responded.

"Okay, then suck Jeff's cock," she said.

"No fuckin' way!" I shot back, "I'm no faggot"

"No problem," said Anna, "I'll just wait for Mom's call."

"PLEASE Anna," I begged, "Anything else..."

"No, I really have my heart set on this," she said, "What's the harm? Who else will even know?"

I thought about it and she was right – if I sucked Jeff nobody else would know. He was my best friend, and I knew he wouldn't tell anyone. I sure couldn't let Anna tell Mom!

I said, "Okay, how do you want me to do it?"

"Jeff, you stand by my dresser," Anna instructed, "And Lenny, you kneel in front of Jeff and suck him."

I knelt before Jeff with his cock inches from my face. I was scared to do it, but had secretly thought about it many times.

"How long do I have to do this?" I asked, thinking that I could get away with just a quick suck.

"Until he cums," commanded Anna, "And then you better swallow every drop!"

I began to protest, but Anna said, "You do this without fussing or I'll tell Mom!"

I opened my mouth and took Jeff's cock in. This new experience was wondrous to me – his cock felt like it belonged in my mouth and I was glad to have it there. I moved my tongue around and Jeff began to moan.

Seeing the used panties Jeff had been sniffing, Anna reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties and handed them to Jeff.

"Sniff these if they'll help you cum," she said.

Anna had been aroused by watching me suck, and her panties had a wet spot of girl juice.

Smelling Anna really got Jeff going, and soon he unloaded in my mouth. It was a strong taste, unlike anything I had ever experienced, but I kind of liked it, and swallowed without protest.

I pulled back and turned to Anna and said, "Satisfied?"

But I was shocked to see that she had been making a video of my blowjob with her cell phone.

I jumped up and tried to grab the phone from her, but she was too fast for me.

"Don't worry, little brother," she said, "Your secret is safe with me, as long as you behave."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Oh, just doing some favors for me once in a while," she replied.

This sounded like a possible lifetime of slavery to her, so I pushed back. "And if I don't?" I asked.

"The nice thing about cell phones is that you can send pictures and movies to nearly anyone. I'll bet my friends would love to see this!"

"No, don't – please don't – you've got me." I conceded.

"Then both of you get the hell out of my room!" she ordered.

We both got out, scared as could be. After dinner Mom called and I talked with her, then Anna did. Later Anna reminded me that she kept her part of the bargain, and I would have to keep mine. I just nodded and hoped it wouldn't be too bad.

The next morning while we waited at the bus stop Anna said, "I don't think Jeff should be jacking off any more."

"Hey, guys jack off – that's all there is to it," I said.

"Not exactly," Anna replied, "I want you to blow him any time he needs to cum, and I want you to jack off while you blow him."

"Please Anna," I begged, "Don't make me do that!"

"You don't have to – the choice is entirely yours – Mom will be calling tonight," she said.

I reluctantly agreed.

In truth, I really liked blowing Jeff, and was kind of glad that I'd be blowing him more, but didn't like being forced into it. Just the same, I wouldn't be doing it if I wasn't forced, so I suppose I was better off because of it.

The next day I saw Jeff at school and we were both pretty awkward in our discussion.

"I couldn't believe what happened yesterday," Jeff said.

"It sure wasn't what I expected," I agreed. Neither of us seemed to want to acknowledge what happened, but I knew I had to face up to it.

"I don't suppose you'd be interested in jacking off in the other rooms of your house, would you?" asked Jeff.

"Actually, Anna had something else in mind," I replied.

"Oh? Tell me more," Jeff said. He was definitely the beneficiary of Anna's will.

"She says you shouldn't jack off any more," I said.

"Well who the hell is she to tell me I shouldn't jack off?" Jeff demanded, indignantly.

"Well, there's more to it – you aren't supposed to jack off because I'm supposed to blow you whenever you need it," I explained.

A smile spread across Jeff's face, and he asked, "And you're okay with that?"

"I don't have a choice – the bitch is making me do it," I answered.

"Look Lenny, I never thought anything like this would happen. We've been friends for years and I don't want to ruin our friendship," Jeff said.

"Our friendship is important to me too, but Anna has me trapped, so I guess we should just make the best of it," I said, "But nobody else must ever know of this!"

"You got my word on that," assured Jeff, "So how do you want to do this?"

"Why don't we continue to go to your house like we did to jack off, only I'll blow you," I responded.

"Okay, sounds good," agreed Jeff, "The blowjob was really great – I want you to know I really appreciate it, even though you're forced into it."

"There's just one more thing," I said, "Anna wants me to jack off while sucking you."

"I'm okay with that," said Jeff, "It's only fair that you cum too."

That afternoon, and every subsequent afternoon I blew Jeff after school. As I jacked off and came with Jeff's cock in my mouth I grew to love sucking him, and now really look forward to it. I've toyed with the idea of sucking other guys, but I'm afraid they might talk, and I can't risk that. Jeff has been a great friend and has faithfully kept my secret.

After awhile Anna learned that I liked sucking, and she apologized for turning me into a faggot, and told me she deleted the video. I told her that I was mad at the time, but now I'm glad she made me suck Jeff, and that I planned to suck him for many years to come.

Special thanks to my online friend Denys Tull, for inspiring this story.

  To be continued . . .

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