I 'm Mark, a high school freshman in a school with its first black student. His name was Mancel and was in my homeroom. We hit it off pretty well, and my three best friends and I made him feel welcomed and included him in many of our activities.

There was one that we didn't include him in, at least not originally. We would occasionally get together and play strip poker. Normally once you lost all your clothes it was over, but we allowed continued play, but if they lost more they had to jack-off the winner. We were all pretty equal in playing ability, so we all had our turns being naked and jacking-off the others.

We all love getting jacked-off – it felt a lot better than doing it ourselves, but I also liked making my friends cum, but never let them know. As we played one of the guys mentioned inviting Mancel, and the discussion quickly turned to cock size. We all wondered if it was true that black guys had bigger cocks and figured having him join in would be a good way to find out.

We weren't sure how to go about inviting him – we worried that he would think it was really gay of us. The truth of it was that it really was very gay of us, but we pretended it wasn't. I knew in my heart that I really liked handing my friends cocks, and sometime thought about going further, but didn't dare even try it.

We decided that we would just invite him over and in the course of talking one of us would suggest strip poker and see his reaction. When we did, we are all relieved to hear him agree, and soon we were playing. We agreed to let him win so he would be the one to get jacked-off – that way we would all see how big his cock was. We didn't have any agreement as to who would lose, but I secretly wished it could be me, but didn't want to be obvious about it, so I played a good game, but went overboard on a couple of bets, and soon I was the first one naked. Now I just had to keep up with everyone else and I'd stay in last place.

Finally one of the guys declared the game over, and it was time to pay up. Mancel was encouraged to take out his cock so I could jack him off, and we were all amazed at his size. It was soft, but even then it was clearly bigger than any of our cocks. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it and soon felt the wonder of it growing in my hand as I gently squeezed and stroked it. By the time he was hard he was clearly bigger than anyone else! I looked up and made eye contact as I stroked him, and for a moment it seemed like we had some sort of connection as he smiled at me as I worked his cock. He said he was getting close, so I grabbed a tissue and held it to the tip of his cock as he shot his hot load.

Once he finished I wadded up the tissue and went to flush it down a toilet. I flushed but put concealed the tissue in my hand. I got dressed and discretely slipped the wadded tissue into my pants pocket. We hung out for awhile and then went our separate ways. As soon as I was on my own, I took the tissue out and popped it into my mouth, tasting Mancel's seed. I'd done this with cum from all of my friends, but they never knew. I knew in my heart that I was gay but wasn't ready to be open about it. I sucked on the tissue and chewed it like gum until the manly flavor was gone, then spit it out. By now I felt very aroused and upon arriving home I went right to my room and jacked off.

The next day I saw Mancel and my other friends. As we went off to our morning classes, Mancel whispered that he wanted to talk with me privately – man to man. We had a study hall together during third class period, so I sat next to him so we could talk.

"I really like the way you made me cum yesterday," he said, "And I kind of think you liked doing it."

"I little," I said, not wanting to appear too eager.

"How about coming over to my place after school and do it again – just you and me?" he asked.

I knew I should decline. If I did it he would know I was gay, but I really wanted to. "I don't know," I said, trying to seem uninterested.

"It can be just our secret," he said, "Think it over – it would be good for both of us."

Damn I wanted it, but feared being outed. Could I really trust him? "This is a big risk for me," I said, "I might be willing to give it a try, but you really have to promise to keep it between us, and nobody else."

Mancel agreed, and I said I'd come to see him after school.

When I arrived he welcomed me in. He was home alone and took me into the living room where he unbuckled his pants and slipped them, and his shorts off. He sat on the couch, and I sat next to him, taking his cock into my hand once again. He quickly rose to the occasion and was fully erect and moaning with pleasure.

I sat next to him stroking, but soon he suggested that I kneel on the floor in front of him for better access. He spread his knees and I knelt between them, enjoying the clear view of his manhood. I stroked him faster and soon he said he was almost there and told me to open my mouth.

It all happened so quickly I didn't have time to weigh the consequences. I opened my mouth and Mancel put his hands on my head and brought it down to his cock, and shot his load right into my mouth. I loved it but realized I'd crossed a line I could never retreat from.

I'd willingly let Mancel cum in my mouth, and that was an unmistakably gay act, and wanted to somehow make it seem otherwise.

"You caught me by surprise!" I said, "I never intended to do that."

"But you did, and you swallowed, so you must have liked it," he said.

"There was no denying it – I swallowed, which nullified any possible excuse I could offer.

"Please," I begged Mancel, "Don't tell anyone else."

"Your secret is safe with me," he assured me, "And when you are ready to suck me off, just say so."

"I don't know about that," I said, knowing that I wanted it but wasn't willing to admit it.

"Give it time," he said, "No hurry, just tell me when you are ready."

I left with a lot to think about. Mancel knew I was gay, and I was really glad he came in my mouth but didn't like be outed to him. There was nothing I could do to change it, so I didn't try to. When I got home, I jacked-off, this time not to a fantasy, but to the memory of Mancel cumming in my mouth. I came strongly and knew I needed more.

The next day at school I saw Mancel and just said, "I'm ready." He nodded and said to see him after school. I arrived at his house and he led me to the living room again.

"I've never done this before," I said, nervously.

"No problem," he said, "I'll teach you – it's something most white boys who try it really love."

He told me to kneel before him and he approached me, bringing his cock inches from my face. I opened my mouth and took him in. His cock was huge, but I enjoyed the way it really filled my mouth. I moved my tongue around the head, paying special attention to the underside. All the time he was telling me I was a natural and he knew how much I needed it.

Soon he rewarded my efforts with his hot load, which I eagerly swallowed. I wasn't sure I believed that white boys love sucking black cocks, but I sure did. After that I sucked Mancel every Wednesday, and would have sucked him more often if I could. One day the desire became so great that I had to ask him if I could suck him more often.

"You suck me every Wednesday because that's the only day I have open," he said, "I have other guys on the other days."

"White guys?" I asked.

"Of course," Mancel confirmed, "Almost every white boy would suck black cock if he could, but you do it the best."

"I'd like to do it a lot more," I said.

"Would you like an exclusive arrangement?" he asked.

"You mean sucking you all the time?" I responded.

"Yeah, but more than that," he said, "You'd be my bitch."

"How would that be different than now?" I asked.

"You'd suck me any time I wanted, and let me fuck you as well," he explained.

"I could never take your monster cock up my ass!" I protested.

"Sure you could, with some practice," he assured me, "I'll train you and promise it won't hurt a bit."

"I don't know," I said, "I sure like sucking you, but not sure I about that monster cock up my ass. What's all is involved in being your bitch?"

"It's really pretty easy – all stuff you would probably like," he said smiling, "You'll be sucking me a lot more, and taking it up the ass after you've warmed up to it. I'll take you to meet my friends and introduce you as my bitch – maybe you'd like to suck them as well."

"I hadn't thought about sucking other guys, but it sounds like something I'd like to try," I replied, Especially if they are black."

"They are, and really love the attention of a white guy," Mancel assured me.

"The only hang up is getting that big cock up my ass without killing me!" I said.

The next time I was at Mancel's, he told me to strip down and he would begin to train my ass. I wasn't sure what he meant, but was willing to try, hoping he'd be gentle with me. He had me kneel on his bed with my head down and ass up in the air. Then I felt something cold and wet between my cheeks, and pressing on my hole. Mancel explained that he was going to finger me and begin to open me up. He massaged my hole for a bit. It felt strange, but I kind of liked it. Then he pressed a finger into me and slipped it all the way in, wiggling it as he entered. It felt really nice, and I was beginning to warm up to this kind of play.

Mancel pulled the finger out and then pressed two fingers in. They slipped in easily with the lube, and then he spread his fingers, opening me up a bit. He asked me if it felt okay and I said it did, so he spread his fingers further until I felt a little pain and said so. He stopped and withdrew his fingers.

"That's a good start, let me start you with dildo just your size," he said. He stepped out of the room and returned carrying a black colored dildo. It was very realistic and he brought it to my mouth and told me to suck it. I took it into my mouth ran my tongue over it's contours. It was shaped just like a cock, but wasn't warm like a real cock.

He withdrew it from my mouth, put some lube on it and pressed it to my hole. With a little more pressure it slipped in and Mancel told me to get off the bed and kneel on the floor, holding onto the dildo so it didn't slip out. As I got to my knees he told me to let the balls end of the dildo rest on the floor and keep it in me as I stroked myself to erection. Soon I was hard and I found myself pressing down on the dildo, driving it deeper into me.

Then Mancel took out his cock and approached me. I didn't need to be told to open my mouth, and soon I was sucking him as I rode the dildo. Soon Mancel came in my mouth and told me not to swallow yet, but to hold his load and cock in my mouth while I stroked myself off. I was really aroused by then and very close to cumming. He told me to shoot my load into my hand, which I did, enjoying one of the most powerful climaxes I'd ever experienced.

Mancel pulled out and told me to swallow, and then lick up my own cum. Now that I'd cum, I wasn't exactly in the mood to eat my own cum, but if this was part of being Mancel's bitch, I had to do it. As I licked the last of my cum from my hand, Mancel said, "That's good – you should never waste cum. Every drop should always end up inside you."

I was okay with that, but then he imposed another restriction after asking me how often a jacked-off. I told him several times a day and he said I was only to cum when I was with him, and then when he told me to.

"I know it's a sacrifice," he said, "But it will prove your commitment to me, as my bitch should be." I reluctantly agreed. Mancel sent me home with the dildo and told me to practice with it, but cautioned me not to cum. For the next few days I slipped it up my ass every night when I went to bed. Sometimes it slipped out in the middle of the night, but I just put it back in. My ass was getting to really like being filled.

I brought the dildo with me every day when I visited Mancel after school. We repeated the ritual of my sucking him while riding the dildo, and then jacking-off and eating my cum. After a few days he gave me a bigger dildo, at least twice as thick. He told me to position it with the lubed tip pressing against my hole and the ball end on the floor. As I sucked him and stroked myself to erection I was to press down, but not force it.

As we began, I found I really wanted that big dildo in me and soon was pressing down to the point that it was opening me up, with the head partway inside me. As my arousal mounted, I naturally pressed down further and soon the head was inside me, and I could easily press down further to take more of it's length in. After finishing with licking up my own cum, Mancel told me to take the larger dildo with me and continue to practice. The next time he could have the real thing!

I was surprised at how easily I'd taken a dildo I never thought could penetrate any ass without lots of pain, but it felt really nice to me. That night I slept all night with the dildo in me. I wore undershorts, which prevented the dildo from pushing out. In the morning I took it out before showering and found that my hole remained partly open. I fingered myself as I showered, imagining Mancel's cock inside me. I got dressed and had breakfast. Before I left for school I checked and found that my hole had closed, but not tightly – I could easily slip a couple of fingers in, even without lube. I knew I was ready for Mancel!

The next day I went to Mancel's house and was greeted by Max, Mancel's cousin, whom I'd never met before. I felt a little nervous about this, but was put at ease when he said, "You must be Mancel's bitch! Come on in and take off your clothes."

I entered but was a bit apprehensive about undressing in front of a total strangers. Max sensed my reluctance and said, "Now Mark, if you're gonna be a guy's bitch you can't be hung up on modesty. You're gonna be naked and performing for lots of people before long, so get used to it," he said.

This was all so new to me, and Max seemed to know what he was talking about, so I undressed, laying my clothes on a nearby chair. I stood there naked as Max looked me over and asked if I was ready to lose my virginity to a REAL MAN.

Max took hold of my cock and squeezed it a few times, and stroke me to erection. "You are fully erect now," he said, "That's as big as you get, yet you can't compare to a REAL MAN. The only way you can have a big cock is if a REAL MAN shares his with you. What he said was humiliating, but he was absolutely right. I'd never had any idea what a big cock would be like until I saw Mancel's, and now I want it all the time. I wanted to suck him right from the start, and now I wanted him deep in my ass!

"Are you ready to get fucked by a real man?" he asked. In my aroused state I could barely get words out but nodded and whimpered a "yes."

Max held my cock and led me into the bedroom where Mancel stood naked. His cock was soft, but still very large, hanging down and looking mouth-watering. "Now go suck your REAL MAN to erection," directed Max, and I was on my knees with Mancel in my mouth. I moved my tongue around and relished the feeling of him growing in my mouth. Once erect, he was harder than I'd seen him before, but then stopped me and pulled out.

Mancel got onto the bed, laying on his back with his cock standing erect like a flagpole. He told me to kneel over him, with my legs on either side of him, my ass above his cock. Max put a little lube on my hole and positioned Mancel's cock head against my hole and told me to remain in that position.

As I did, Max took off his clothes and climbed up on the bed, standing with his feet on either side of Mancel, facing me. His cock was semi hard, and huge, though not quite as big as Mancel's. He brought his cock to my lips and I opened to receive him. While it had the familiar feel of a cock, the contours were a bit different, as I would eventually learn that cocks were as individual as faces. I felt him growing in my mouth as he told me to look up.

Our eyes met and he smiled, saying, "You first act as Mancel's bitch is to suck me off while you give your virginity to Mancel. Stroke yourself as you ride his cock and suck me. After I cum, hold my load in your mouth and then you shoot your load on Mancel's belly. I was so aroused I could have cum right then, but I held off and worked my tongue on Max to hasten his climax. Mancel's cock entered me easily and I tried to take him as deep as I could, but kept "bottoming out", which hurt a little as I tried to get him deeper.

Finally Max came in my mouth, giving me a nice big load. "That's a two-week load I saved for you," he said, "Mancel wanted to make sure you got a good taste of me."

Max pulled out and watched as I held his load in my mouth and was now allowed to cum. I was ready, and after a few rapid strokes I aimed my cock at Mancel's belly and shot my load all over him.

Max got off the bed and picked up his cell phone and took a picture. "That's a really precious pose," he said, "A little dick white boy with a mouthful of cum and a REAL MAN up his ass, so aroused he just had to cum! I'll bet your mother would be shocked to see her little boy this way!"

Max really knew how to humiliate me, but he was absolutely right in all respects. Now that I'd cum, I did feel a little ashamed, especially knowing that Max had pictures that could prove it.

"Please, don't show those pictures to anyone," I begged.

"That's not the way it works," Max said, "These pictures belong to Mancel, and he'll decide, and you'll have to accept it."

I realized that agreeing to be Mancel's bitch might have been a lot more than I should have done, but it was too late to change.

"Now ride that cock until he cums," Max ordered. Now that I'd cum, Mancel's cock didn't feel as good in my ass, but I knew I owed him a climax, so I rode his cock, pumping up and down as Mancel put his hands on my hips and thrust upward each time, I lowered myself. He hit bottom hard, and I began to wish he would cum just so it would be over. Finally he came and told me to just sit there while he drained inside me. I imagined his cock squirting his load into me. I couldn't feel it like I did when he came in my mouth, but knew I was Mancel's bitch, and he I'd given my virginity to him.

Mancel told me to lay back, and I fell between his open legs onto my back on the bed. He pulled out of me and told me to remain there so his cum didn't drain out of me. He told me that I was always to retain all loads given me – that it would become a part of me that I should always welcome.

Mancel and Max left the room and told me to remain laying still as his seed melded with me. I wondered if it would change me. I knew the things I'd done recently had changed me – I was no longer the straight boy I once was, but would all that cum do other things to me? Time would tell.

After fifteen minutes Max came back and told me to get dressed, and join them in the other room. I did, and then saw Max and Mancel at a computer. Mancel called me over and displayed a picture of me sitting on his cock, my cum dribbled on his belly. He also showed me pictures of me sucking him that he must have taken without my knowing.

"These pictures belong to me, and I'll share them with anyone I want to," he said, "It's not your decision, though you can influence mine."

"In what way?" I asked.

"As long as you are obedient and do what I say, like a good bitch should, "there won't be any need for your family to see these, understand?"

I nodded and said, "But if I do everything you say?"

"I'm still going to show them to my friends and share you with any who want you," he explained, "That's what bitches are for. In return you'll get to blow me every day – that's what you asked for, isn't it?"

It was exactly what I'd asked for, but not exactly what I had in mind. I had no wish to be publicly outed, and it sounded like that was what was in store for me. Fortunately I soon discovered that I could be outed to all Mancel's friends without any of my other friends or family knowing about it.

It turned out that my friends were secretly cocksuckers as well. When I was just sucking Mancel each Wednesday it was because my other friends were sucking him on the other days, and when I agreed to be his bitch, Mancel cut them loose. He told me they whined a lot – white boys liked sucking black cock and didn't want to lose it. They would just have to jack-off thinking about it.

I sucked off Mancel every day after school, but on Friday nights he took me to parties with his friends, where he had me suck them all off. In the beginning there were only four or five guys there, but as word spread, each week there were more. Mancel told me to just suck them – he wanted to reserve my pretty white ass for himself, but as time went on, his friends were begged to use my ass more and more.

When I first began sucking his friends I had no problem swallowing all their cum, but as the numbers increased I found that my stomach just wouldn't tolerate a large volume of cum. I began to feel nauseated, and feared I would throw up, which would really disrupt the party, and be extremely disrespectful to the guys I blew.

Mancel assured me that with practice my limit would increase, and over a few months I found that my limit increased from seven at the beginning to about twenty. As the number of guys at the party increased I worried about problems and discussed it with Mancel. We talked about a lottery approach where I would blow the guys who drew the right ticket – but what about the rest? I could suck them and ask them not to cum in my mouth, but Mancel said that was disrespectful as well. Maybe a handjob? No, that was what girls who won't suck did.

Then Mancel suggested that I take it in both ends at once. I could suck one guy while another fucked me. I didn't have to make the guy I was sucking cum – he was just "on deck" for the next fuck. Once the guy fucking me was finished, the guy I was sucking would take his place, and another guy would enter my mouth. If the guy I was sucking came, he stepped aside, but could go to the end of the line for another go at it. Mancel assured me that there was no limit to how many loads I could take anally, and he would arrange the order so the smallest cocks went first. That way I'd be opened up gradually, and everyone would have a nice tight fuck. I wasn't sure my ass could take that much fucking, but I agreed, and Mancel promised to protect me if needed.

We agreed that I'd continue to exclusively suck for the next party, but for the one after that I'd take it in both ends. It was exciting to think about it as the day approached, but nervous as well. It turned out that Mancel's friends had a pretty big network and actually sold tickets for $5 to "fuck a sissy white boy's ass". I had no idea Mancel was whoring me out, but even if I'd known and disapproved, I was helpless to do anything about it.

On the night of that party, we arrived early and Mancel took me downstairs to the recreation room where I usually serviced his friends. Tonight they had a special piece of furniture set up for me. It looked kind of like a massage table with some brackets at one end. Mancel had me lay on my back and positioned me so that my legs were up in the air, supported by the brackets, which he said were stirrups, used by gynocologist for doing pelvic exams. He positioned me so my ass was right at the bottom edge of the table, and my head was on a headrest that tilted my head backwards, at just the right height to recieve a cock. Once in place, my wrists were held to the table with velcro strips. Mancel said it added to the eroticism, since I was bound and unable to escape, though I wouldn't have tried to anyway.

Mancel's friend had a twelve-year-old brother who had just been able to cum. Once I was in place, he was charged with trying me out. He slipped his cock into my mouth. His cock was the smallest black cock I'd ever seen, but larger than many white ones, and huge for a kid just entering puberty. I sucked him and he hardened, saying "This is fuckin' great!" His older brother cautioned him to save himself for my ass, and soon the kid pulled out and went to the other end and began to plow my ass. Small as he was, he went in easily and it felt good. He pumped really fast and soon made a final thrust and held onto my legs as he pushed deep and drained. It felt great, and I felt ready for whatever was to come.

Soon the guests began to arrive. Each had a numbered ticket which was sequenced by cock size. He let anyone with the number five or less go first, but any with higher number wait. The first guy entered my mouth just to get aroused, and then move to my ass. He was much bigger than "little brother", but smaller than Mancel. He went in easily and felt really good. He pumped away as the next guy fed me his cock. I sucked them very gently, only wanting to arouse them without making them cum. I lost track of all that was happening, as there just seemed to be a continuous series of cocks with no end in sight.

But eventually it did end, and Mancel pushed a tampon into my gaping ass and told me to just rest there while my hole closed up. Once I was closed, he told me to get cleaned up and dressed.

As we went home, I asked Mancel how many there were. "We sold forty-three tickets, but only thirty-seven showed up," he reported.

"You sold tickets?" I responded in amazement, "Whoring me out?"

"I suppose you could look at it that way," Mancel said, reaching into his pocket, "Here is your first five dollar bill – keep it in remembrance of your first gang bang."

I took it, feeling a little betrayed. Getting whored out was definitely not what I had in mind when I agreed to be Mancel's bitch, but so much was different now. I took solace in knowing I was so desirable, even as just a cum dump!

  To be continued . . .

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