Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2016 01:32:33 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: First Taste of Cum Part 42 First Taste of Cum (part 42) 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. –––––––––– Black Seduction –––––––––– I'm Mike, a 16 year of white guy living the life of a typical high school guy. I get decent grades but I'm not a nerd – I'm good at sports but not on any of the varsity teams. Jake is a black guy who is one of my close friends. He and I both enjoy swimming and are on a team together at the YMCA, since there is no swim team at school. We had a practice on Saturday morning and showered afterward. Jake has a big cock and I just can't avoid looking at it in the shower. I am normally able to confine my attention to a few quick glances, but today he seemed really big. Swimming in cold water tends to shrink cocks, but perhaps he stroked himself before I got to the showers – I don't know, but I found myself blatantly staring at him. I really tried not to, but what was even worse was Jake SAW me staring. "Like what you see?" Jake asked. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," I replied. "It's okay Mike, lot's of white guys are curious," countered Jake. "I'm surprised to hear you say that," I said, "we've never had any of that racial crap between us." "I didn't mean it that way," assured Jake, "It's just a common physical and emotional difference." As I finished my shower I realized that I was hard, and made sure Jake didn't see. I felt really embarrassed as I dried off and got dressed. Jake invited me to come over to his place to hang out in the afternoon and I agreed. I tried to put Jakes cock and my arousal out of my mind. Jake and I shared a joint and in a while we were feeling really mellow. "We've been friends for a long time," said Jake. "Yes, since seventh grade, I think," I returned. "You're welcomed to check out my cock if you like," he said. "Why would I want to do that?" I replied. "No pressure," said Jake, "just let me know if you want to." From that time on all I could think about was Jake's cock – I hoped I wasn't showing it somehow. It was getting to be too much for me, and the joint seemed to affect my judgment. Finally I said, "I'd like to take a look." Jack looked at me and said, "I know you are embarrassed by how red your face is – that's a racial difference also." I had good reason for blushing, my cock was hard, and as much as I tried to hide it, and hoped that Jake wouldn't notice. He knew I was interested in his cock, which was true, but not something I wanted to reveal. Jake motioned for me to sit next to him on the couch. He unzipped and took out his cock. He was soft, but still was hung like a horse! I stared and Jake said, "go ahead and touch it if you like." I reached toward his cock but stopped short. Jake grabbed my hand and moved it to his cock. I squeezed his cock and it began to harden. Jake smiled, "Go ahead and check it out, and satisfy your curiosity – it's quite normal." Normal? For me to be interested in Jake's cock? He didn't know that it was more than curiosity alone! As Jake reached full erection I got on my knees before him, saying, "to get a closer look." Jake smiled and said, "Go ahead and suck it if you like." "Suck it?" I said, "That's gay!" "It's just between you and I," said Jake, "and many in your position cannot resist." I understood – I was really tempted – damn I wanted to suck his cock! I'm no faggot but I was really drawn to his cock. I held his cock firmly and brought my lips to the head. My lips parted and I kissed the head, and then opened more and took him into my mouth. "That's perfect," Jake said, "keep going as long as you want." As I sucked Jake my interest grew – I didn't understand it but I truly WANTED to suck him! Jake told me I was doing well and soon he would be cumming. I wasn't sure I wanted him to cum in my mouth, but soon he pumped his hot load into my mouth. It tasted strong, but I could handle it. I wondered about spitting it out when Jake said, "It's okay to swallow if you like." I swallowed and Jake said, "Thanks for sucking me, and swallowing." I realized that swallowing his cum was a choice, and Jake knew it. I pulled off Jakes cock and sat back on the couch. "Well?" asked Jake, "what do you think?" "I'm ashamed Jake," I said, "I shouldn't have done that." "I don't mean to be racist," said Jake, "but many white guys can't resist black cock – but it's just between us." "Thank you for keeping this between us," I said. "Any time you want more," Jake replied, "it's yours!" It never occurred to me that I might do this again, but realized that if I did it once I might do it again. I decided to just play it cool and act like nothing unusual had happened. We watched a game on TV and I went home. That night in bed I stroked myself and couldn't get Jake's cock out of my mind! Sucking him was amazing and I knew I wanted more. I replayed the blowjob in my mind and climaxed just as I recalled him cumming in my mouth. I was glad I sucked him and swallowed his cum, but hoped it wouldn't ruin things between Jake and I. The next day at school Jake acted like nothing had happened, but I couldn't stop thinking about sucking him. When I saw Jake at the end of the day I felt compelled to say, "I want to suck you again." Jake smiled and told me to come to his house after school, which I did. Jake greeted me and stood before me and said, "What is it that you want?" "Jake, please don't make me say it," I pleaded. "You are my friend, and I want to make sure you REALLY want this," Jake replied. My heart was pounding and I knew I want it, so I blurted, "I want to suck your cock!" "Then take it," said Jake. I dropped to my knees and unzipped Jake. His cock was so big that it was difficult to get him out, but soon I had him in my mouth. I knew this was wrong but I knew I needed this. I continued to suck and once again he gave me with his load. Without hesitation I swallowed. "I still feel uneasy about doing this," I said, "but it is something I want." "You can have it any time you like," said Jake, "and it will just be between us." I continued to blow Jake several times a week until we graduated, and went off to separate cities. My lust for black cock continued and quickly found other black men to blow in my new city. They weren't discrete like Jake – soon word got around that I loved black cock and I was sucking more and more! –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– 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