Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2024 01:15:07 +0100
From: Odosina Todorovich <lostodosboi@gmail.com>
Subject: Marcus' good little boy: Chapter 1

Hi. My name is Jacob, I'm 24 now. I'm about 5' 12" with wavy dark
brown hair, blue/green eyes, and a smile that's received compliments for
as long as I can remember. I've decided to put down in words the events
that changed my life, and the lives of some of those around me. I'm
obviously not using real names, but this is pretty much how everything
played out.


When I was 10, I was introduced to the world of cock sucking, and I was
pretty much hooked straight away, and still am. It all started at my best
friend's birthday party. It was a nice sunny day, and everyone from
class had turned up for Leo's 11th birthday. After a half day of running
around wild and playing in the pool, I got bored and decided to roam
around their property a bit. In hindsight, this was quite a common thing
for me to do; I'd get overwhelmed with all the socialisation and would
go exploring by myself to try and calm myself down a bit. After walking
all the way around the garden and house, admiring the scenery, I saw a
staircase leading to the basement on the side of the building. I remember
Leo telling me that his older brother Marcus had moved down there after
their dad cleared it out, so I gently made my way to the stairs to check
it out.


Now, Marcus was a big guy. I never really interacted with him because he
was pretty intimidating and every time he'd talk to me I'd get all
goofy and lose the ability to speak in complete sentences. I definitely
looked up to him, and a few times he scared off some older kids when they
were chasing me in the park, so I had a soft spot for him to say the
least.


I made my way down the stairs, and could hear some music coming from the
doorway at the bottom of the staircase. I tip-toed down the stairs,
avoiding dry leaves so as to not give away my presence. When I got
halfway down the stairs, I noticed a small window, so I crouched down to
look inside. It looked like a pretty nice room, he had a big double bed,
a gaming desk, and a couch all neatly laid out to maximise the space. I
couldn't see him though so I got closer to the window to see if I could
get a better look.


That's when I heard an "Ahem" from behind me. I slowly turned my head
looking up at Marcus, who was standing at the top of the stairs in
nothing but his basketball shorts, holding a bowl and spoon in one hand,
and a bottle of milk with cereal tucked under his arm in the other.
"What are you doing?" he asked abruptly, a strong frown forming on his
face. "Nothing -- I... I was just..." I stammered. "You know the party
is inside now, right?" he said, keeping his sharp tone. "I... Was just...
Wondering if I could... See your room? Leo said you begged your dad to let
you have it, so I wanted to see what you did with it" I managed to blurt
out. I stood up to walk back up the stairs, but Marcus started walking
down and said, "Come on I'll show you then". I quickly turned around
and made my way down the rest of the stairs and watched Marcus as he came
down. I remember being so transfixed on his bulge as he walked down, I
could see a big lump in his shorts bobbing around with each step, and I
noticed some hair coming out the top in a neat little line going to his
belly button.

I snapped out of my inadvertent gaze to meet his eyes, and he was staring
at me, I quickly looked to the ground feeling all embarrassed. When he
got to the bottom of the stairs he reached out and flung his door open,
stepping aside so I could enter. He followed me in and closed the door --
I heard him lock it but didn't think anything of it. He motioned for me
to move out the way as he walked past me and placed the things he was
carrying down on his desk. He quickly sat down in his desk chair and
reclined in it, sighing as he did so. This gave me a moment to give his
body another good look. Marcus had quite good definition, I'd say he was
beefy. He had really nice thick legs that were hairless, and with the way
he was stretching, the fabric of his shorts got pulled tighter making
that lump in his shorts more defined. In complete honesty, at the time I
had no idea what that was. I thought it was some kind of growth or
something, and never made the connection that it could be his dick since
the only dick I knew of was my own which was still tiny and so I hadn't
yet found out that they grew bigger with age.

Once again, after catching myself in a solid stare, I moved myself back a
step and looked up around the room. Marcus caught me off guard again and
was staring at me point blank, I quickly looked down again feeling my
face begin to burn with embarrassment.


"So, how do you like my room?" he asked. "It's cool. I like your
posters, and the fact that you get this whole space for yourself."
"Yeah, I'm turning this place into a little man cave" he said
joyfully. "What's that?" I asked. "Well it's pretty obvious, it's a
place where guys can chill out and let their guard down, usually with a
good amount of privacy too." I looked around the room and made my way to
his sofa and sat down, scanning the place. It was a pretty standard
teenage boy's room, with some added comfort. The room was pretty messy,
I counted about 5 pairs of his boxers on the floor and noticed that some
of them had weird crusty stains on them. I continued looking as Marcus'
body came back into view, he was scrolling on his phone as he sat back in
his chair. The longer I stared at him, the weirder I felt. Being such a
naïve boy, I didn't yet know what I was feeling for him.


The sound of music broke my daydream as Marcus changed tunes. He suddenly
stood and started walking towards me. I quickly shifted my body to face
him as he sat down on the couch beside me. "So, Jacob, how comes you
like looking at me so much?" he said with a grin. I felt mortified,
quickly squeaking out an "I dunno". I looked down again, this time
however, the lump in his shorts was in my direct line of sight. I kept my
eyes on it for a second and as Marcus went to grab it, I looked up at him
again. "If you can keep a secret, I wanna show you something" he said
to me. I gulped as I proudly said, "I'm the best secret keeper in my
class", which was true -- everyone always felt safe confiding in me, and
I realised early on that respecting that confidence would go a long way.


"Good, cause what I'm gonna show you isn't really for kids. You gotta
swear you won't tell anyone, especially Leo!" he almost yelled that
last part. I quickly agreed and offered my extended pinky to perform the
most sacred form of oathtaking known to kids. After pinky promising him
that I wouldn't tell a soul of what was about to happen, his hands
slowly made their way down his chest in a slow and steady move towards
the lump in his shorts. As his hands found their way he said, "You know,
when guys get older, their bodies change. That's why I'm taller than
you and have more meat on my body. Once you start becoming a man, you'll
quickly start growing... from everywhere" as he said that last part, his
thumbs hooked themselves under the band of his shorts and pulled
downwards. His soft dick flopped out and jiggled around and then two huge
balls came out from under the fabric. It all jiggled around as he tucked
the band under his balls, lifting them up a bit. I was shocked, seeing as
I was raised by a single mother, I had no reference for what mature male
bodies looked like. I'm pretty sure my mouth dropped open, but I
definitely remember just staring at it for what felt like ages as it just
sat there. It looked moist, and smelled funky, the smell of adolescence
was still foreign to me, but I felt myself taking deep sniffs of the air
to analyse the complex aromas I was being introduced to.


Marcus broke my trance by grabbing the soft penis and giving it a shake,
which prompted an innocent giggle from me. "This is what happens to your
penis when you grow up. It gets big like this and almost grows a mind of
its own. But as you know, the main reason for all this is to make
babies." "Mmm" was the only sound I could make. "Have you ever seen
someone's willy other than yours?" he asked. "Nope." I said timidly.
"Well, I guess I should give you a proper lesson about it all, unless
you wanna go join the party again?". I'd completely forgotten about the
party; it was so far removed from my mind. I told him simply "I wanna
stay" without breaking my fixation on his willy. And with that, he said,
"Great, though we can't be too long, or they'll start wondering where
you went".


He picked up his soft penis, and extended it, showing me how long it was.
I'm not sure, but I'd say he was at least 6.5" long, and it looked
like it was as thick as my wrist. He had a patch of short dark hair that
looked trimmed, and it started as a trail under his belly button and
gradually grew to cover the entire area above his willy. "Do you want to
touch it?" he said out of nowhere.


I suddenly felt faint and was completely under his spell. All I could do
was nod, unable to speak or take my eyes away from it. He slowly pushed
it forward and offered it to me. I was too scared to initiate the move,
for fear that this was all some kind of trick. His other hand grabbed
mine and slowly brought it up to his willy and placed it gently on top.
He moved both hands and moved his arms up and backwards to rest on top of
the sofa as he sat back and watched me. My hand felt paralysed, all I
could think of was how hot it felt, and how weird my stomach felt, it was
as if it was tying itself into a knot. After about a minute of my hand
just laying on top of him, he gyrated his kips a bit to get some movement
going. "Give it a gentle squeeze" he commanded. I obeyed, feeling my
fingertips slowly increase their grip around his hot flesh. Suddenly, I
felt a strong urge to stick face closer, and I took a huge whiff of his
willy as I brought it closer to my face. It almost touched my nose, and I
could feel its heat radiating onto my lips. As I sat back up, Marcus
looked straight at me and asked, "Do you like it?". A frantic nod was
all I could do to show my agreement. "Well, if you want, I could show
you how its used to make babies. Would you like that?" to which I
quickly said "Please!". This elicited a chuckle from Marcus, who was
probably equally gobsmacked at the eagerness I was displaying.


All this started having an effect on him, as I felt his willy start to
grow. He placed his hand above mine and started using my hand to slowly
jerk himself off. I just sat there watching in complete awe as he used my
hand to bring it to attention. I'd had a couple stiffies myself but
those usually just appeared suddenly, this was completely different, I
could feel the blood pumping into him, I could feel it somehow get even
hotter, and a hardness started creeping in at a steady pace. Marcus'
breathing also started to change, he was taking shallower breaths, and I
noticed a slight bead of sweat forming on his forehead. His torso started
to get kinda shiny too, and before I realised, I was holding onto his
raging 16-year-old hardon. I didn't know it yet, but the feeling I
experienced in that moment was just pure lust. Lust for Marcus, lust for
his penis, and lust for how he made me feel.


"I think it's time we get on to the next step, you're gonna need to
head up soon or it'll cause a scene." I ignored his suggestion that
this moment would come to an end at some point, at that moment, I was as
content as could be. Marcus was laying back on his sofa, with me on his
side. His shorts had fallen to around his ankles and he was completely
naked and on full display for me. As I gently moved my hands up and down
his massive penis, he pulled my hands away. "Alright Jacob, now I'm
gonna get you to do something for me okay? You're gonna be sucking on my
cock, okay? Don't worry, I'll talk you through it all, but I need you
to promise me you'll trust me and listen to everything I tell you to
do." I was a bit curious by what he meant when he said I'm gonna be
sucking on his cock, but I simply sat there listening to him as he held
my hands away from him. "Get on your knees between my legs" he said as
he kicked one leg out of his shorts to be able to spread his legs wider
for me.


I slipped onto the carpeted floor and slid my way between his legs,
getting up closer to his "cock" as he called it. He had some extra skin
around his head that I didn't have, then again, he had an entire cock I
never even knew could exist, so I didn't think much of it. I noticed
that the purple head was pretty moist, especially under the extra skin. I
also noticed there was a tiny bead of clear liquid forming out of his
peephole. Doesn't look like piss I thought to myself, but I asked him
about it. "Well, that's my precum Jacob." "What's that?" "Well, as
the name suggests, it's the stuff that leaks out before my cum, that's
what big boys call sperm, but only with each other not other adults." My
mind was racing, "Cum? Sperm? What are you on about?" Marcus chuckled
and shot back, "Jeez man, you really don't know anything about this
stuff, do you? Has your mom completely ignored the topic?" I felt a
sudden sense of shame at my ignorance. Retracting myself and looking down
again.


Then, Marcus flexed his dick, and it flopped in front of me, grabbing my
attention. "Alright, I want you to open your mouth as wide as possible
for me and wrap your lips around your teeth like this" as he
demonstrated the move. I imitated him and a large grin started forming on
his face, his eyes locked into me, and I could tell something woke up in
him. He sat forward, and with one hand, he grabbed the top of my head and
bent it backwards a bit, with his other hand, I watched as he grabbed his
dick and gave it a few strokes. He then pushed his dick down towards my
waiting mouth and scootched forward to till he was sitting on the edge of
the sofa. For a fraction of a second, my eyes darted towards the mirror
propped up to our side. That image is forever burnt into my memory. My
little body crouched between Marcus' thick legs, and him guiding that
massive cock straight to my waiting mouth.

His head slipped into my mouth, and my initial reaction was shock. The
texture was so weird, it was almost slimy. I gagged immediately. "Now,
now, you've got a long way to go before you can start gagging on me"
was all he said as he moved his dick back towards my mouth. I suddenly
felt the spell break, and I was no longer feeling like this was what I
wanted to do. The initial taste of him was enough to make me want to call
it quits.


Marcus, though, had no intention of stopping. And he made that clear to
me. When he tried to push his head back in, I gagged and moved myself
back and off him. This seemed to piss him off considerably, because he
started pulling on my hair to hold my head as far back as it could go and
got all up in my face and said, "Get it in your head from now that once
you get a guy started, you can't stop. It's cruel and only bitches do
that. Now, you're not a bitch, at least I'm gonna train you not to be
one. Let me just quickly get off now, cause we're running out of time,
and then tonight when Leo's asleep I'll give you a full course on how
to make a guy blow his load." "You said you'd show me how you make
babies with your cock!" I retorted, feeling a bit uneasy. "Exactly
Jacob, that's what we're doing, I'm not giving you a bio lesson,
you'll do that soon enough. This is how it's done Jacob, or at least
one of the ways, you're not ready for the other way."


With that, Marcus told me to open up again and pulled my head back into
position. "Close of your nose and hold your breath, that'll help you
get used to it". "Okay" I said, getting myself ready for what was
about to happen, though, seeing as I had no idea, that was pretty tough.
Marcus shifted forward and glided his dick into my face, I started
gagging again, but that didn't stop him this time. He grabbed my head
with both hands and pulled me down until about a quarter of his dick sunk
into my mouth. I started sputtering and heaving and trying to shake
myself from his grip. I felt him move his legs around me and he locked
them trapping me in his strong hold. I suddenly got scared, not of Marcus
though, I was scared this would somehow turn into a physically painful
experience. He let go of my head after holding it down for what seemed
like ages. I was coughing and spit was flying out of my mouth and getting
my face all sloppy. Marcus grabbed my cheeks with his hand, digging his
fingers in between my jaw to open my mouth a bit. "Stick out your
tongue" he insisted. I did so, and he started slapping my face with his
cock. This kind of degradation was a new experience for me, but I
suddenly realised that it made me feel great. A goofy smile started
forming on my face as Marcus kept slapping it with his wet cock, smudging
my spit and his precum all over me. I suddenly felt at peace: to this
day, I can't really describe the moment, but a switch went off in my
head at that moment, and I suddenly felt comfortable. Comfortable in my
skin, and in what was going on around me.


I quickly open my mouth wide again and try to catch his cock as it comes
down for another slap right across my face. My tongue reached out to try
and grab onto it like a whip, but couldn't.

"I always knew I'd get to see those lips of yours around my cock one
day Jacob" Marcus mentioned casually. "Huh?" was all I could say back
as I tried to keep my focus on getting his dick back into my mouth. "You
haven't been very careful over the years you know. I've caught you
looking at me before. I know you're soft for me cause whenever I'd talk
to you, you'd quiver like some girl with a crush." I suddenly wondered
whether what I'd been feeling for him was indeed a crush. Could that be?
I didn't know boys could have crushes on other boys. I think he's right
though; I've always felt a warmth inside me when I think about Marcus,
and its pretty clear that I liked looking at him, I just never knew why.
My internal dialogue was disrupted by Marcus' hand reaching behind my
head to pull it back into his lap.


Opening my mouth, I was about to say something when it slipped inside,
causing me to make unintelligible noises. Marcus started moving the
quarter of his dick that I could take in and out of my mouth at a steady
pace. He eventually grabbed onto me with both hands and started moving my
head further down his cock. I could feel it hitting the entrance to my
throat which made me gag each time he did so. "Come on Jacob, you can do
it. Whether you want to or not you're gonna get a fat load out of me. I
know I want it. I've wanted it for a while. And I think you have too,
you just didn't know it yet. That's okay, I'll show you now. I'll
show you what you've been wanting all these years. Oh yeah, that feels
so good Jacob."


Marcus' pace was steadily increasing, much to my dislike. I was really
struggling to keep myself from throwing up. I could feel his head inching
its way deeper every time he pulled my head into him. Eventually, he'd
gotten so deep that each time he pulled my head back it wasn't far
enough for me to take a breath. I pushed myself off him, my eyes
watering, snot running down me. I felt dirty, but wanted to get this over
with. What's this load he keeps telling me he's gonna give me? I was
also getting a bit worried of the time now and so I said, "I need to go
back up now before they start the next round of pool games." Sure thing
lets do this. With that, Marcus stood up and picked me up as if I didn't
weigh anything and threw me onto his bed. "What the fuck?" I muttered
to myself. "What the fuck indeed, Jacob. What the fuck took me so long.
I should have started you off years ago, you could've given been sucking
my cock everytime you came to sleep over. I could have had regular
blowjobs for ages. Oh well, better late than never." He started crawling
towards me and I knew this was it. I could see it in his eyes. They went
cold. He was on a mission, I don't know how it'll go down, all I know
is that I'm getting a load of something.


Marcus pushed me onto my back and stretched my arms out. He crouched over
my arms, restricting their movement. I was stuck under him watching his
sweaty body as his cock waved around in front of me. I could feel a few
drops of sweat drip onto my body. I think I was starting to realise the
effect I was having on him. Not entirely, just an inkling.


He lowered himself and his balls fell into my mouth. "Lick them up. Move
your tongue around each one and soak it in spit". I followed his
instructions, feeling a rhythm build up between the strokes of my tongue
on his balls, and his hand gliding up and down his column. I watched as
he lowered his cock into my mouth again, and then he suddenly sank into
me. His dick went deeper than it had ever gone, and my throat felt like
it was being stretched open. I suddenly realised why he was crouching
over my arms; in this position I couldn't free myself or move away from
his dick. "This is it" I thought. He's going to make a baby in my
mouth, I was getting excited, but also concerned that I couldn't give
myself some relief from the chocking I was experiencing. "Alright Jacob,
give me 5 minutes and this'll be over" and with that he started moving
his hips up and down, sinking his thick dick deeper and deeper into me. I
felt my head build up with pressure, and could feel my eyes bulging, I
was full on chocking on him. I really wanted to see this through though,
and we didn't have time to take another pause, it's probably been an
hour since someone last saw me.


"Grgg hughgh Marchhh Marcugggh hmmmmm" were the only sounds I could
make. I really needed to breathe and cough up fluid that was pooling in
my throat, but Marcus kept fucking my face non-stop. He completely
ignored me, he just kept pumping his 16-year-old cock in and out of my
10-year-old face. My legs were kicking about now, and I was really
spazzing out to try and get a breath in. I couldn't keep myself from
biting him, it was involuntary at this point. His dick got quickly pulled
out of my mouth and he started furiously jacking it above my face. I
looked into his eyes as I was gasping for air and drawing in deep wheezy
breaths, he looked so powerful on top of me. I felt like I could melt if
I stared at him long enough.


"Oh yeah, oh my load's nearly here Jacob. Ohh it's gonna be huge.
Ughh, you're gonna need to start swallowing immediately bro, don't wait
or you'll choke even more. Ughh, and make sure you're a good boy and
get it all, it's rude to waste it. This is my juice, my milk, it gives
life and you're gonna take every, last, drop! Ahh shit, fuck dude"


He shoved his head back into my mouth but only deep enough where it was
resting on my tongue. He looked me straight in the eye and I felt his
dick expand in my mouth. My eyes widened as I tasted cum for the first
time. It started gushing into my mouth in an angry stream. I was so
focused on processing the new sensation and taste that I didn't realise
my mouth was already full of it. I took a big gulp, and there was still
some left, so I gulped again. I could feel his cock expanding every time
it delivered a new round of his load onto my tongue.


His face was so devoid of any emotion, he was just staring into my eyes,
holding onto his cock, and letting out a slight grunt with every flex of
his dick in my mouth. I watched him as he lost himself in my mouth,
pumping away an impressive load for any person to squirt or swallow.
After feeding off his cock for about a minute, his dick started to calm
down. Every few seconds, and little spurt of his juice would come out,
and I'd suck it down.


In that moment I realised what he meant when he said I'm going to suck
his cock. I felt so happy, I was moving my tongue around him trying to
clean it of any remaining cum, as I felt pride begin to build in my gut
as I realised what I'd just achieved. "This must mean I've had sex" I
thought to myself. Well, I'd find out shortly after that I was only
halfway there, but for now, I was simply relishing the moment. Marcus'
eyes were so calming to look into, and he was gently biting his bottom
lip as he looked down at me gently nursing on his cock head.


He eventually had to pull his dick out of me, telling me he was too
sensitive to go on. He sat back on his heels, letting me move my arms up
to wipe my face. He gave me a pair of his underwear and told my to wipe
my face off with them. He smiled as he watched me use his dirty undies to
clean my face with. "You're a good kid, Jacob. Your gonna be an even
better cumdump for me. From now on, whenever you come over, or whenever I
can work something out, your gonna throat my cock. I swear dude. I've
been waiting to fill you up for years, now that I know you feel as good
as I thought you would, I'm gonna use you till I'm bored of you" he
said in a passionate post-nut monologue to me. We started composing
ourselves, I quickly cleaned myself up in front of his mirror. He put his
basketball shorts back on and gave his dick one last squeeze before it
went back in. A small bead of white liquid appeared, and he collected it
on his fingertip. I watched as he made his way toward me and stuck out
his finger towards my mouth and waited. I got the hint and slowly stuck
out my tongue and accepted his gift. When I tasted it, I realised that's
what I'd swallowed earlier, that was his cum.


He gave me a hug, and gave me the secrecy talk again, to which I repeated
my intentions to keep. He unlocked his door and watched me as I walked up
his steps. As I got to the top of the stairs, I turned and realised his
eyes were fixated on my ass. My innocence was still pure, I didn't know
why he was staring at it, but I do remember it gave me that tummy feeling
again. I heard my friends outside and walked towards them, slowly
blending back into the crowd as they got ready to serve Leo's cake. I
was feeling pretty full though.



Thanks for reading guys, I really hope you enjoyed it. I wasn't sure if
I wanted to put these experiences out there, but I've been jerking off
to them for years, so I thought why not. Let me know if you'd like to
hear more about what Marcus did to me. I can remember most details and
would be happy to write it out. I'm also planning on writing about the
fun this eventually led to between my little brother and me. Let me know
if you guys wanna hear about that too. This is my first full submission,
writing tips are welcome. Reach out to lostodosboi@gmail.com