Date: Mon, 30 May 2016 11:15:01 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: First Taste of Cum Part 40 First Taste of Cum (part 40) This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful first blowjobs. Some of these are inspired by my readers. I hope you enjoy this series. –––––––––– Coming Out –––––––––– I'm Dale, a 16 year old high school guy struggling with being gay in a straight world. I don't dare approach the guys at school, but have been thinking about coming out to Tom, my lifelong friend. Tom and I have done all sorts of things together, including jacking off early in puberty. It was then that I realized I was gay because I was really drawn to Tom's cock. We stroked each other, but that was as far as it went. I really wanted to suck him, but didn't dare try, not wanting to lose my best friend. Now that we were 16 and dating girls my isolation seemed worse. I tried dating girls, but just found it awkward. Tom dated frequently and girls were often the topic of our discussions. He noted that I wasn't seriously dating and one day asked, "Aren't you interested in girls?" "Not so much," I responded, not sure where this conversation would go. "Why do you suppose that is?" he asked. "Tom, you have been my best friend since we were kids, and I think I can trust you, so I'll tell you something very secret – I'm gay." "Are you sure?" Tom responded, "so you mess around with other guys?" "I haven't done anything with guys yet, but have the desires," I answered. "Is there anything you can do about it?" Tom asked. "Mostly keep it to myself," I said, "it isn't a disease to be cured." "Okay, I get that," Tom said, "but want you to know that I'm not like that." "I know," I said, "and I'm not going to try to change that." "Do you ever have feelings for me?" asked Tom. "Please don't take this the wrong way, but yes." I replied nervously. "So what does that mean?" asked Tom, "you want to suck my cock?" "Tom, this is very difficult for me," I replied, "but yes." "I'll keep that in mind," Tom said, "but no promises." That was all for that conversation. I had hoped that Tom would accept my being gay but I was really nervous. He clearly didn't welcome my being gay, but he didn't reject me either. We let the subject drop and didn't talk about it for over a month. One day I was with Tom and he was lamenting his horniness. His dating had aroused him but his recent girls weren't willing to relieve his arousal. I asked if there was anything I could do, to which Tom replied, "I could never ask you to, Dale." "You don't need to," I said, "just give me a sign and I'll take it from there." Tom got up and faced away from me, looking out a window to the back yard. I approached and stood behind him, putting arms loosely around him. I placed my hands gently on his stomach and moved down to his groin, stopping at the bulge in his pants, causing Tom to moan. "This seems like a pretty clear sign," I said, "let me help you." I rubbed the bulge and kissed the back of his neck. Tom turned around and dropped his pants and undershorts, exposing his erect cock. I was thrilled to have his cock just inches from my face. I stroked him gently and guided him into my mouth. Tom's knees buckled and he steadied himself by putting his hands on my head. I liked the feel of my best friend's fingers in my hair, as I love the feel of his cock in my mouth. I had dreamed of sucking Tom for years, and now it was happening! I had no prior experience sucking but had read a few online articles giving advice about how to give a good blowjob. I recalled some of these tips as I moved my tongue around the head of Tom's cock and sucked him in as deep as I could. "I'm cumming!" said Tom. I continued to suck him until he began to pump into my mouth. I lovingly held Tom in my mouth until he finished, gratefully swallowing his load. I looked up and my eyes met Tom's eyes. At first he smiled and then he abruptly looked away and said, "you better go now." I got up and left, feeling very rejected. That seemed to be a crummy way to treat someone who just did something very nice for them. But my biggest concern was the loss of our friendship. I decided to leave Tom alone for a couple of days. Three days later Tom called me and asked me to come over. I was at his house in ten minutes and he offered me a beer. Tom's Dad was pretty open about drinking and allowed Tom to drink beer at home as long as he didn't outside the home. I thanked him for the beer and we both took a drink before talking. "I've been thinking about what happened the last time, and I'm really ashamed at how I treated you," Tom said, "You were really good to me and I treated you like dirt." "That's not important to me," I responded, "I'm most concerned with our friendship." "I still want to be best friends with you," Tom replied, "if you will forgive me." "Of course I will," I said, "and will gladly help you out again if you ever need it." "Thank you, Dale," said Tom, "I'm so glad. I'm curious though – did you actually LIKE doing it?" "Yes, of course I liked it," I affirmed, "especially because I was doing it for YOU!" "Would you like to do it again?" Tom asked. "Yes, but it needs to be something you want, too," I replied. Tom unzipped and took out his cock, already half way hard. Soon I was on my knees sucking his cock. I was so glad to be back with Tom and did my very best for him. After I swallowed this time, Tom's response was very different, "Thank you Dale, that was wonderful." We finished our beers and I left. As I did, Tom thanked me for being such a good friend. I continued to suck Tom whenever he needed it. We are now in our 40's now, married with kids, but Tom and I still find time to get together for a nice blowjob. –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org