A Taste of Sam by CBC During my early teen years, I went through what could be described as a "gay" phase, where I became attracted to boys the same age as me. When I was fourteen, I had a crush on a classmate named Sammy. We were both the same age, and were both tall and slender. During showering after gym class, we has lockers in the same row, so I was able to observe his body after we had showered. Sam was a popular boy in our class, and always had a cute girlfriend or two hanging around. The first time I saw him naked in the locker room, I almost fainted! There, hanging down between his legs amidst just a few sprouts of brown pubic hair, was the biggest cock I'd ever seen! I would pretend to be towelling my hair dry, so I could sneak a look at it from time to time. Even soft, it was long and rather thick compared to mine. He still had a foreskin on his, which gave it a mysterious look to it, since mine was circumsized. I began to fantasize about him and his big penis, dreaming about being able to touch it and play with it. This carried over to my masturbation sessions at night, where I would jack off thinking of being able to feel that huge cock in my hand. These thoughts gave way to even wilder things, like me thinking about how it would be to put that dick into my mouth and make him feel good by doing it. We had by this time started becoming friends, even though I really didn't fit in with his clique. As these fantasies at night continued, I would even go so far as to take a cucumber or banana from the fridge at night, and during my jackoff session, put them into my mouth as though it were Sam's penis. Little by little over the next couple weeks, this also became part of my nightly activity, the result being that I discovered I was able to learn to relax my mouth & throat and swallow a good portion of the cucumber (my preferred vegetable -- hahahah) down my gullet. In the beginning, it would make me gag, but slowly I learned to deactivate my gag reflex and take it down. This action would always result in incredible orgasms for me. Eventually, Sam and I became good enough friends that I was invited over to spend the night occasionally. His house had a great basement with an L-shaped couch with a huge mirror behind it, and a nice TV set. We would usually sleep on that couch after watching TV and blabbing till all hours. As normal boys do, our discussions always centered around sex. I was in possession of a considerable porno collection, courtesy of me scrounging around the trash cans in our local lover's lane near my house during long walks in the park. I guess that was considered a good place to dump old porno books, which was fine by me! I usually brought along a few for us to read when I stayed the night. I'd even found a couple that had just men in them, so one night I even took one of them along with the other ones. Our usual routine when looking at these was to go take showers, and then retire down into the basement, where we would commence to look over the magazines. We'd be in our PJ's, and have the blankets all spread out on the couch to make a comfortable place to lay or sit. After a few minutes of viewing the mags, one or the other would suggest that we have a jack off session, to which the other always agreed. Sam seemed to enjoy having a huge cock, because he was always the first one to slide out of his PJ bottoms, exposing his half-hard member. I would soon follow suit, and would join him in sporting wood. Mine was a lot smaller than his, but normal sized I guess, for a 14 year old. We would sit side by side on the couch, having a Kleenex box handy, and proceed to begin jacking off. I covertly watched him, facinated, as he worked the skin up and down over his rock hard penis, which grew even more. The bright red tip would be exposed on each downstroke, and disappear again as his sheath slipped over it. This made my cock grow even harder as we continued to pore over the mags. I pulled out the "gay" one, which had mostly pics of guys sucking each others cocks. I handed it over to Sam saying "Look what I found the other day". He laughed and began to leaf thru it. I mentioned that his cock seemed bigger than most of the guys in that book. He laughed at that. I then asked him if he'd ever measured his dick to see how big it is. He said no, which I thought was strange, having measured mine at least a dozen times over the last year. I then suggested that we do that, if we could find a ruler or something. He went over to his mom's sewing basket, and pulled out a measuring tape. With his boner flopping around he returned to the couch and sat down. I took the tape from him and placed it on the underside of my penis, and measured my mighty 5-1/2 incher. by this time I was almost trembling with excitement, as a plan began to formulate in my mind. I swallowed hard, and asked him if I could measure his too, to which he said "Sure!". I slid over closer to him on the couch, and he leaned back, spreading his legs to even better expose his huge organ. My hands were shaking as I gently reached over and placed one end of the tape at the base of his penis. My hand was actualy touching it! I pressed the tape to it's base and used my other hand to slowly slide up the tape to the tip of him. WOW! It measured 7 inches!! He laughed at me when I announced my finding, and said, "You must be jealous, huh?" To this, I nodded meekly, sighing. I then became bolder and asked if he would let me touch him for a second, just to feel how a big cock feels. He looked at me for a moment, and then shrugged. "Sure, whatever" At this, my heart skipped a beat! I was about to actually put my hand on the object of my desire for the last several months. I felt both scared and excited at the same time. I put the tape down and got a litle closer to him so I could see what I was doing better. I tentatively reached over and wrapped my hand around the base of his throbbing dick. "Wow", I exclaimed," this thing is HUGE!" I could tell he was becoming excited by my actions. His cock felt both warm and very smooth to the touch. My hand barely fit around the base of it. His penis felt wonderful in my grasp, and I began to slide my hand up the shaft. The loose skin bunched up over the tip of it, and as I began the downstroke, the head of it became exposed. It was shiny and appeared to be wet with some fluid. I did not know what pre-cum was at this time, since I never had it happen to mine. His breathing became faster, and a small moan escaped his lips. I began a steady up and down motion along the shaft, feeling the skin slip up and down over the hard penis. He continued to leaf thru the gay mag as I continued to jack him off. My own cock was as rigid as a steel pipe. Suddenly, he sat up and pulled my hand away from his cock. He looked at me and said "Now just what would happen if I was to tell everyone at school that you like to play with guys dicks?" I flinched, and moved back from where I sat. "What?", I asked, "but..I thought you liked it too?" I was gettin really scared at this point! This is ALL I need! He said' "Me?..I'm not a queer" Now I was really getting worried. I didn't think of myself as being "queer", but now I didn't know what to do or say. He then said,"Well, if you want me to keep my mouth shut about this, all you have to do is one small favor." I asked "And just what would that be?" "If you will give me a blowjob right now, I won't say a word to anyone" I was speechless! Although this was exactly the thing I'd been yearning for all this time, for it to be put to me as a threat was really scary. Would he really tell on me? "So..what's it gonna be", he said, "blow..or blab?" I looked at him,and shrugged. "I guess you don't leave me much choice, do you?" he smiled back and said, "Aw...come on..it can't be that bad." I said, "All right then, but if you tell ANYBODY, I'll figure out a way to get payback." He agreed to hold to this agreement." OK, I said, "Well ... let's get this over with." I was now trembling with excitement as it began to dawn on me what I was about to do. This fantasy of mine was about to come true! He stood up and turned to me, his cock now less than a foot from my face. It was jumping up and down in time to his now racing pulse, which told me that he was enjoying this "forbidden" play too. I sat up straight on the edge of the couch, which put my face in perfect alignment to his crotch. He stepped in closer in between my spread legs, holding his cock with his right hand and stroking it harder. "You ready?, he asked. "I guess", I replied, as he lifted his cock up, and pressed the head of it to my lips. "Shit, this thing is big enough to choke a cow!", I mumbled.I slid my tongue out and gingerly touched the warm tip of it. It felt so scary, yet so exciting to be doing this! I ran my tongue around the head of his cock (he had skinned back the shaft so the head had popped out) I tasted the fluid I had noticed earlier. It was salty and warm. The sensation of his penis on my mouth was wonderful. I opened my mouth a bit and he leaned forward, pushing the head in. I could smell his crotch, which was half soap and half sweat. The tip of his penis glided into my mouth along my tongue. He stood still as I began a slow back and forth motion on it. I began a gentle suction on his sensitve cockhead, my cheeks hollowing as I continued. He was watching what I was doing. I was beside myself with this fantasy, so I opened my mouth more and pushed more of him inside it. The size of it began to stretch my mouth wider, and at the same time he began to push it in and out slowly. I had one hand on his knee, and the other one was steadying myself on the couch. His cock was about a third of the way into my mouth now, and his motions were causing saliva to begin to flow around the shaft and out my lips. His cock was all shiny and wet. He began to to increase his motions in and out, which pushed even more of his cock down my throat. He was earnestly fucking my mouth, and I became oblivious to anything else but this hard warm penis that was workin it's way farther and farther inside me. I moved my hand up behind him, holding on to his asscheek, and began to meet his thrusts with my face. I glanced out the corner of my eye in the mirror, where I was able to see this unfolding right before me! There I was sitting on the couch, naked, with him standing before me feeding his huge cock into my mouth. What a turnon! His shaft was slick with my drool, and I could see that I was swallowing more than half of his 7 incher. I then thought of something. As this was probably going to be the one and only time this would ever happen, I decided to make it worth while. I pulled back off of his cock, looked up at him and said, "Why don't we change positions a bit?" "What do you mean, he asked. "Your big cock is gonna make me gag in this position, let's move over here", I said, indicating an area closer to the mirrored wall. "Whatever' he said, and moved over to where I pointed. I crawled over the floor to where he was, and knelt in front of him. We were just 2 feet from the mirror now. His cock was inches from my face. I leaned forward and opening my mouth, slid the hot shaft back between my lips. This time he was standing a little higher than before, which caused my head to be tilted back some. I pulled off of his dick once again and said "See how much of it you can stick inside my mouth." With that, he leaned forward once again, sinking that giant organ deeper into my mouth. With one hand grasping his ass, I began to jack my own hard dick. I could feel his big cock stretching my mouth wider and wider as his strokes increased in speed. The smooth head began to reach the back of my throat and began pushing beyond where it had been before. He reached up with his hands and placed both of them on my head. He held my head and began doing longer, slower, and deeper strokes. My jaw was beginning to ache, but at the same time, I craved even more of it. I again glanced over to the mirror. I had turned on a table lamp on the desk when we had moved, so now it's light shone right on the activity taking place. There I was, kneeling down in front of my friend, with his hot wet cock thrusting in and out of my wet mouth. My chin had become wet from all the juices flowing out of my working mouth. I was beside myself with pleasure, my dream had come true. I was determined to use my "cucumber" skills on his throbbing prick, so I tilted my head back a bit more to better align my throat for what I was about to do. The only sounds in the room was our heavy breathing and the slippery sounds of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, a wet sucking sound.I took both of his asscheeks in either hand, focused on trying to relax my throat muscles, and pulled him to me. His penis slid back even farther, to the place where my gag reflex would usually kick in. But my "training" was working, for suddenly I felt the cockhead go beyond that point and travel down my throat. At the same time, his ballsac was up against my chin, which made me realize that his entire penis was inside my mouth! I stopped the motion of my head, and just held him inside me like that, savoring the feeling of his penis filling me up. He looked down, and let out a gasp at what he saw. "Wow..hey dude, where did you learn to do that?" I shrugged, and stole another glance in the mirror, where I saw the meeting of his pubic bone and my face, his cock completely disappeared into my throat, and his balls snug against my chin, his pubic hairs pressed onto my nose. I resumed fellating him, and began jacking myself off in earnest, being completely lost in all this sensation. The slurping sounds got louder as I sucked hard during the backstroke. He suddenly began to moan. "I think I'm gonna cuumm..you better back off", he said. Right then I decided to go all the way, and shook my head no. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and he let out a muffled moan. His cock began to puslate in my hungry mouth. Then I felt his contraction, as the first spurt of cum shot out of his cock and down the back of my throat! I almost started to gag, so I pulled back so that only about a third of his cock remained inside me, and spurt after spurt began filling my mouth with hot sticky cum. He moaned again as wave after wave was filling me. I tried to swallow it all, but it began leaking out around his pistoning shaft and dripping down my chest. Suddenly, my own cock began to send spurts of come up to my face and neck as I reached an unbelieveable orgasm. He suddenly pushed his still twitching meat back down my throat until I once again had swallowed all 7 inches of it. He held my head in that posiiton, while it spurted a few more times. After a few seconds, he released his grip on my head, and allowed me to back off of it to catch my breath. I finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved back a bit, reaching for the kleenex box. "DAMN!," he uttered, that was AMAZING!!!" I felt kind of weird now that we had done all this. "Well, don't get used to it, cause it will never happen again!" We both laughed at that. We cleaned up, put our PJ's back on, and climbed into bed. We never did or even mentioned what happened again, and over time, drifted apart as we both met new friends. I am now happily married. But...I'll never forget it!