Date: Thu, 7 Mar 2024 22:00:28 +0100
From: Odosina Todo <lostodosboi@gmail.com>
Subject: Marcus' good little boy: Chapter 2

I was pretty aloof the rest of the day. I took part in some pool games,
and played around in the garden with others. For the parents that started
gathering, everything looked normal, there was nothing to suggest one of
the kids had just swallowed an impressive teenage load, or that a horny
teenager was on the loose. I was frequently giving Leo stares to ensure
he hadn't noticed my absence, or to see if he knew anything about what
had just happened between his big brother and me.


As the party started to die down, Marcus emerged from his underground
lair, still shirtless, and wearing his shiny basketball shorts. I watched
him as he made his way into the house. As he passed by, we shared a
moment of eye contact. He didn't react at all and just kept walking past
me. I felt a huge pit in my stomach, "Why is he ignoring me?" I
thought. Feelings of betrayal and loneliness started creeping into my
mind, but Leo's football kick that sent the ball flying toward me
quickly broke my daydream.


We continued playing outside until sundown, most of the groups of
chatting parents had left now. Eventually, Leo's dad came outside with a
cigar, and saw off the last parents and their kids, as he motioned for
Leo and me to get out of the pool and come inside. We both got ready to
end an exciting day, I was starting to feel pretty tired, and Leo looked
like he was about to crash. His mom got a bath ready for us and we
cleaned ourselves up and got into our PJs once we were done. Leo and I
normally made a huge mess whenever we shared a bath, though this time we
were both so tired neither of us had any energy to goof around.


During dinner, I sat across from Marcus, with Leo on my left and his
parents on the opposite ends of the table. I'd mostly forgotten about
what Marcus and I had done, it was quickly being pushed to the back of my
mind, but seeing Marcus sitting there shirtless got all those scenes
flashing through my head again. It was so weird sitting there looking at
his hairless chest, knowing that I no longer had to imagine what he'd
look like naked. It was even weirder knowing that the weird lump he had
in his pants, something I'd often wondered about, was his dick and that
I'd sucked on it for him.


I must've been daydreaming again as I barely noticed a leg kicking me
under the table. Once I came to, I looked up and saw Marcus giving me a
death stare. I suddenly felt shame again and dropped my head. I quickly
finished my meal and sat there waiting for the rest to finish so Leo and
I could go to bed. Once we were in his room, we just chatted about
nonsense and Leo opened a few presents but wasn't allowed to open all of
them in one go, so we just marveled at the few things that he knew he now
owned and then started getting ready for bed.


As I was standing in the bathroom brushing my teeth, Marcus popped his
head in.
"Make sure you brush them well Jacob, having clean teeth and nice breath
is really important."
"I know, I always do them for at least 3 minutes" I said timidly. As I
looked forward towards the mirror, I saw Marcus' face looking at me and
he flashed a quick wink and then disappeared. I didn't think much of it,
I know he said we'd have more lesson time tonight, but I assumed that
wasn't happening since everyone was going to bed.


Once I got back to Leo's room, he was already getting into bed. Ever
since I'd known him, he always slept naked, so I watched him as he
pulled off his PJs and slipped under his sheets. I snuggled into my
airbed on the floor next to him and his mom came and gave us both a kiss
goodnight and shut the door. I layed there for quite a while as I
couldn't fall asleep. Eventually, I could hear Leo's soft snores and I
got an idea.


After the events of the day, to say that phalluses were on my mind would
be an understatement. I suddenly felt a deep curiosity as to what Leo's
penis would look like up close. So I slowly sat up and walked over on my
knees to Leo's bed. He was sleeping on his back, and I could see the
tiny bump in his sheets where his dick must be. I slowly pulled his
covers back and turned on his sidelight to get some light in the room.

I sat there just staring at his young body. His dick was the same size as
mine, but I noticed he also had a lot of skin on his head like his
brother. I slowly squeezed his little dick in my fingers, feeling its
spongy response. After a while of just staring at his little dick, and
giving his body the odd sniff to take in his scent, I felt my eyes grow
heavy and I made my way to bed. I eventually dosed off to sleep.


I don't know how long after this happened, but I remember the feeling of
being scooped up and I slowly woke up while staring at a ceiling and
feeling rhythmic bumps like footsteps. I realised I was being carried
like a baby by Marcus. He had come into our room in the middle of the
night and collected me, and was now taking me downstairs to his room. I
remember how quiet he was being, he was basically tiptoeing and only
managed to walk at a faster pace once we were outside the house and
making our way to the stairs to go down to the basement.


"What are we doing?" I asked him.
"We're continuing today's lesson, Jacob. I had to wait for everyone to
doze off as there was no way I'd find a reason to get my parents to let
you sleep downstairs with me. It's fine though, once we're done, I'll
bring you back upstairs and then nobody will know that you and I had fun
tonight" he said that last part while giving me a hard stare with a
really big grin on his face.


Once we got to his room, he flung me onto his bed, and I bounced around
laughing joyfully. I watched as Marcus pulled the curtains to cover the
small window he had in the room, and he closed his door and locked it.
Then he dimmed his lights, setting the mood. He was cleaning his room a
bit, just picking some stuff up from the floor and throwing away the
trash on his desk into the bin. I watched all this while propping myself
up on his bed, he looked really nice in that shade of light. His muscly
torso was almost glowing.


After a while, he turned and faced me. I felt a sudden drop in my
stomach, and I knew things were about to begin. With this being only the
second time I'd seen an adult penis; my gasp was still pretty audible as
I watched Marcus slowly push his shorts to the ground. He stood there in
a Superman pose, letting me analyse every detail of his body. The only
hair he had was around his dick and the top of his head. His big legs and
defined chest were the result of years of swimming and basketball, yet
his skin still looked like it was baby-soft. His dick was soft and looked
pretty cute all snuggled up in his bush protected by that extra skin. His
balls were also pretty loose, and they hung down like two massive
tangerines in a bag. He made his way towards the bed, and I sat up in
anticipation of what was coming next.


"Am I going to suck on you again?" I asked in a quiet voice.
"Yeah, you are. But I wanna try out something else before we do that."
He crawled towards me on all fours and gently grasped my face as he
leaned in and kissed me. I couldn't believe what was happening, I froze
as I let Marcus kiss me and lick my lips. He pulled off and kissed my
nose before looking into my eyes.

"You're such a good boy, Jacob, I'm really happy you became such a
good friend of Leo's, it's been nice having you around all the time,"
he said warmly. I was unused to being treated so nicely, to the point
that I didn't recognise his authenticity and thought he was making fun
of me. I was about to say something in protest when he dove back in for
another kiss and his hand reached behind my head and started playing with
my hair and gently pulling my face into his.


"Copy what I'm doing with my lips, and wait until my tongue starts
dancing around and reciprocate. Kissing is a two-person job, so start
mimicking my moves and complement them so that we get a rhythm going."
He started slowly sucking on my lips again and I felt myself begin to
loosen up as my muscles stopped clenching out of shock. I remember the
moment I started enjoying it, and started slowly matching his moves,
experimenting with how much suction to use as his bottom lip was between
mine. Or how to hug his tongue with mine as they went back and forth into
our mouths.


We sat across from each other for a good 15 minutes, just sucking on each
other's faces. I could feel my mouth and cheeks get cooler as they were
soaked in our spit. Then I felt an electric shock pass through my body as
I felt something on my willy. Marcus had reached down and was gently
pinching my little nub through my PJs. It was so small that just pinching
it between his fingertips was him jerking me off.


He moved himself off me with a big-ass smile and looked down. I did too.
His rock-hard dick was standing up at full attention. He moved his hand
off mine and grabbed his shaft and gave it a few tugs. I watched as his
skin rolled on and off the shiny purple head. "It's happy to see you,"
he said as he started waving it in front of me as if it was greeting
me. "I guess I'm happy to see it too!" I said, trying to show Marcus I
was happy I made him feel happy.


He gently pushed me back till I was lying down, he lifted my legs and got
between them, giving my inner thigh a playful bite, making me jump. I
felt his hands caress their way down my legs until he reached the
waistband of my PJ bottoms, and he slowly pulled them off in one fluid
motion. I was feeling a bit embarrassed as I looked at my tiny little
hard dick, it looked like an actual peanut in comparison to Marcus'
16-year-old boner. Marcus on the other hand looked pleased, he eagerly
stretched out his arm and took hold of my willy, and started playing with
it. He moved his fingers up and down it and gave it gentle squeezes. He
spat on his fingers and brought them back down to me and grasped me. This
new sensation, feeling the wet caress of something along my willy, blew
my mind. I let out a high-pitched "Ohh!".

"Feels nice, doesn't it?" he said looking up at me.
"What are you doing to it?" I said, wanting to learn how to recreate
this sensation.
"This is called getting jerked off. It's usually done solo, meaning
you'd do it to yourself when you're alone, like in a shower or bed. It
feels pretty good but it's not as nice as making a baby". He winked at
me as he took his attention back to my little boy dick. He spit some more
directly onto my willy and continued stroking it gently. I watched as he
stuck his other fingers in his mouth and then he grabbed my little ball
sack and started rubbing it too.


I couldn't believe what I was feeling, this was the first time I felt my
body experience such pleasure. My feet felt tingly, and my stomach was
tying itself into knots as I layed there completely succumbing to
Marcus' gentle tickles on my groin. Then, I got the shock of my life. I
felt one of his fingers going between my butt cheeks and rubbing up on my
butthole.


"Hey! What are you doing?" I asked, almost angry at the sudden
intrusion.
"I'm just showing you all the places that feel good on your body."
"What do you mean? You're rubbing my bum hole."
"Exactly Jacob, that's your pussy."

"My what?"
"You're pussy, Jacob. Yeah, you've only used it to poop with so far,
but it's also used to make a baby with, well, not in your case since
you're not a woman, but that means it's that much better! You can make
as many babies as you want, and you'll never actually get one! Only the
fun of actually making it!"


I couldn't grasp what he was telling me. I was confused and felt
uncomfortable at the exposure I was subjected to. The whole time I'd
been looking at him between my legs he roamed my lower body with his
hands, touching me and feeling wherever he wanted. His dick was still
hard but was resting on his foot from the way he was sitting on the bed.


"Just relax Jacob. You're gonna enjoy this and then you'll be begging
me for more" he said as he stuck both his hands into his mouth and
drenched them in a big wad of spit. I watched as his left hand reached
down between my legs and his right hand propped itself on top of my still
hard little cock. His massaging motions got me feeling all tingly again,
and then I felt his left hand snug its way between my butt cheeks.


At first, it was pretty strange feeling his fingers glide over my hole,
but then he started moving his finger in a slow circle around it and I
started feeling a warm pulsing beat up my spine. He continued his slow
assault on my privates for quite a while, the whole time I could feel my
heartbeat and breath increase, and I could tell I was starting to sweat a
bit. My butt felt wet and loose, and Marcus' fingers kept brushing and
stroking along the area and gently pushing and rubbing on top of the
entrance to my butthole.


My little trance was disturbed when I felt Marcus pull his hands away
from me and he got up and grabbed one of his pillows from behind me.
"Lift up your hips" he commanded. As I planted my feet on his mattress
and lifted my lower body off his bed, he slipped the pillow under me and
guided me to lie back down. My dick was now stuck up like a mountain peak
as my whole lower groin area was raised up by his pillow. I watched
Marcus grin as he slipped down till he was propping himself up on his
elbows between my stretched-out legs.


He didn't look at me or say anything, he was just staring at my body
with this weird smile on his face, then he quickly dove into my hips. I
felt him stick his face between my butt cheeks and he started ravishing
them. Licking and sucking at my hole and sticking his nose so far into me
I could feel it poking me just above my butthole.


I tried to move away as it was really ticklish, but his hands wrapped
themselves around my waist and made their way back to my wet boy junk. He
started jerking my 10-year-old dick again as he got into a rhythmic
pattern of gliding his fingers over my dick and ballsack. I just watched
in horror as he tried to eat every inch of my butt, and furiously tickled
my undeveloped genitals. I couldn't stop myself from giggling as it was
so ticklish, but those giggles got replaced by high-pitched moans and
squeals pretty quickly.


In case I hadn't made it clear thus far, Marcus blew my fucking head
off. He gave me such a passionate rim job and made my boy cock feel so
amazing. I couldn't really register every sensation that was going
through my body, but I do remember myself just wiggling around in so much
pleasure. I could feel muscles in my stomach and lower back throbbing as
they contracted and contorted, radiating waves of pleasure throughout my
body.


I could feel something building up in my core, a weird sort of pressure
that felt like a balloon growing behind my bladder. "Uh Marcus,
something weird is happening," I said, starting to get concerned that
I'd lose control of my body. No reaction, he just kept up his
animalistic licking and sucking of my asshole as his hands frantically
caressed my boy junk. All I could do was lie back and listen to the
sounds coming off of Marcus' impassioned make-out session with my lower
body. The feeling kept growing inside me though, and I felt like I was
reaching some kind of tipping point.


As I layed there writhing in pleasure, I suddenly felt something try and
penetrate me. Then it happened again, and again, and again. "Uhhh
Marcusss! What are you doing???" I wailed out completely ashamed yet
dumbfounded by the sheer pleasure this was causing. I felt his teeth take
a gentle bite of my butt cheek, and then I felt a prod again as it tried
to slowly make its way inside me. "Is that his tongue?" I thought to
myself. I couldn't tell, my eyes were being sealed shut by all my facial
muscles contracting as I felt my first orgasm begin to reach the point of
no return.


I started cramping and shacking viciously and made a desperate gurgling
grunt as the air was squeezed out of my lungs. My entire body was
electrified as I felt my dick and asshole become the sole sensory sources
of my entire existence. My butt hole started clenching down on the
mysterious object prodding it, and my dick shook and throbbed in Marcus'
embrace as wave after wave of euphoria swept over me.


I don't know how long it lasted, but I do remember the cold air brushing
over my wet derrière as I felt Marcus pull himself away from me. I opened
my eyes a bit and saw him walking to the bathroom on the other side of
the room. I layed there taking slow deep breaths as I came down from my
first boygasm. I had no idea what had happened, and I had no idea that
that was what I'd done for Marcus just a few hours earlier.


My dreamy state ended when I felt Marcus straddle my chest with his big
cock bobbing around in front of me. He moved the pillow from under me and
lifted it up to put it behind my head. I saw it was soaking wet.
Thankfully he flipped it over so that my head would rest on the dry side.

As he reached forward to pull the pillow under my head, his cock bumped
me in the face. Then again, crashing into my lips and smearing them with
a fat glob of his precum. I stuck my tongue out and started licking it
off when Marcus yanked it away from me.


"Now, now. You're going to wait and do only what I tell you to do, when
I tell you to, okay?"
"Okay," I say, completely submitting myself to the dreamy 16-year-old
boy standing beside me. His massive thighs look so creamy and smooth, and
his balls are hanging low and levitating between my little pink nipples.
I watch them sway from side to side like a clock timer.

"Open up," he says sternly. I open my mouth and wrap my lips around my
teeth, waiting for his big head to force its way in. Instead, he lunges
forward and drops his fat balls straight into my waiting mouth. "Suck"
was his next command. I started bathing them in spit, taking each one
into my mouth and slowly soaking it till it had completely loosened and
dripped with dribble.


Once he was satisfied with how wet I got them for him, he put a hand on
top of my head and guided his fat cock into my expecting face. I felt my
jaw stretch downwards as I succumbed to the girth of the object now
entering me. An alarm grew in me as I realised he hadn't stopped
inserting and was pushing his dick to the back of my throat. Then, he hit
the back of my throat but quickly pulled out, leaving me to gag and cough
in moderate comfort. He did the same thing again, and again, and again. A
whole 15 minutes were spent steadily entering me in one fluid motion and
then quickly retracting once his head had bumped into the end of his
fuck-canal. Then he pulled out completely and sat back on my stomach,
slightly crushing me.


"Alright Jacob, I've got a choice for you to make."
"What do you mean?"
"You're going to have to take my dick down to the root. It's important
that you're able to take my load while it's fully stuffed down your
face. But you need to choose whether we start doing that from tonight, or
if you want one more round of a fairly tame service."


I was thinking about what that meant. I remember how much gagging and
choking there was from the last time he pushed his dick into my throat,
but I felt really grateful for what he'd done to me this evening with
how he made me feel, and so I wanted to do what made Marcus feel the
best. Even if I can't breathe, I know he'll let up eventually and let
me catch myself. I wanted to be a good boy for Marcus, I wanted to say
thank you for making me feel so good, and submit myself to him as I
started adopting him in my mind as a power figure to serve.


"We can start from tonight, Marcus. I want you to show me how to do
it."
"Good boy," he said, as he gently squeezed my cheek.


He quickly got up and grabbed my legs, pulling me down his mattress in
one forceful yank. My head was now in the middle of his mattress and my
feet were just over the edge. He crawled up from behind my head on his
knees, then his long dick came into view from above. It was wet, hard,
and veiny. I felt myself licking my lips as I looked up at it.


Marcus grabbed a pillow and maneuvered it so that it was under my neck.
This lifted up my upper body, and my head hung down backward with my
mouth being naturally stretched open by the curvature of the position.
Marcus got me to lay my arms up and out so that when he approached, he
was kneeling on them. This hurt a bit, but his mattress was soft enough
to let them sink in a bit, so it wasn't too bad. Then, he told me to
rest my feet flat near my butt so that he could use my knees to stabilise
himself.


From an aerial view, you'd have seen Marcus kneeling on my arms and bent
forward with his hands on my knees, putting him in the perfect position
to start sliding his teenage cock down my throat. He went in and all the
way down, and then pulled out. We quickly got back into the rhythm of him
sending his cock down my throat until his balls slapped themselves into
my eye sockets, and then the quick retraction allowing me to gag and
swallow in an effort to calm my throat muscles down.


We did this for ages, and I mean ages. Twice I'd wondered how much
longer this was going to go on for. I was struggling, my throat was
feeling sore, and my eyes were burning from all the tears and clenching
and getting slapped by those hot globes of his. His kneeling on my arms
and hands on my knees meant my body was under his complete control. I
couldn't shift or get myself out from under him, so I accepted that I'd
have to stay like that until he was done. I accepted that I asked for
this to happen, and told myself that I did actually want it, I just
needed to push through for him.


Eventually, much to my surprise, my throat started relaxing for him. He
penetrated my face enough times that my gag reflex started receding.
Marcus realised this too, as he started doing something new. He sunk his
dick all the way in, kept it there, and then he gave me a pump and called
out the number 1, held it, and then brought it out again. When he went
back in, he held it, gave me two pumps and called out "two", held it,
and then pulled out.


"Let's see how high you can reach; it resets every time you gag while
I'm balls deep." This next level was increasingly challenging. At
first, I could only make it to round 4, as once he held it in my throat,
and started pumping, I'd start gagging and need to breathe by the time
his fourth pump stretched my neck open. Though, I quickly learned new
ways to control myself and found that I could hold my breath longer and
longer, while also delaying my gagging fit.


Eventually, I reached a new record! I got up to 8, I remember him telling
me to try and reach 10, one pump for every year I've been alive, and so
I pushed myself even further to try and reach that level for Marcus. Not
much longer and I was doing it. Marcus would plunge his cock into my
throat, his fat balls would rest themselves on my eyes, getting snug in
the contours of my face, and he would hold himself there and take in a
deep breath. Then, he'd count 1, 2, 3, 4... matching each count with a
pump of his cock in my throat. And then when he got to 10, he'd stop,
hold his cock pressed as deep as it could go, despite my whining and
sputtering, and then pull out. Letting me regain my composure. And then
we'd  go again. This kept going on until his cock was red hot.


"Damn Jacob, I've never been edged like this before. You better get
ready kid. You're gonna get the biggest load of my life in a minute."
He mounted my face again and stuck his cock back in, this time, however,
there was no more counting, and no more holding back. Marcus let out a
furious groan as he started slamming his cock into my throat again and
again. His balls kept slapping my face and I could tell his thrusts were
getting harder based on how hard those balls crashed into my now
sensitive nose.


I can't remember the sounds all this cock slamming and choking was
making; all I remember was staring up at Marcus' taint as his balls kept
bumping into my eyes with every slide into my face. I could feel the
building of my need to draw in fresh air, and I couldn't hold myself
back from gagging anymore. Marcus kept going, telling me to take it,
telling me to be a good boy for him, telling me I was gonna be such a
good cumdump, and that he'd be dropping his seed into me as many times
as he can from now on.


I started crying as I got overwhelmed by everything happening to me. My
whole body was overloaded with sensations of pain and pleasure, and I was
struggling to breathe and keep myself from choking. Every so often I'd
have a huge gag that drew up thick slime that erupted from around his
cock where my lips were sealed around it, and it would drop down over my
face, drenching my hair and his mattress beneath.


Loud, bumbling gags and the squelching sounds of Marcus' hips drilling
himself into my face reached a crescendo and Marcus slammed himself into
my face with such force I remember the pain in my neck from it being
pushed so hard. His full body weight was pressing down into my face,
sealing off any senses, and keeping his 16-year-old dick lodged tightly
down my 10-year-old throat.


Then I felt it, the first spasm. His dick started throbbing, expanding
with heat in repeated beats. "Fuuuuucckkkkk!" Marcus groaned; his voice
deeper than I was used to. I could feel his cock sending wave after wave
of his thick teenage cum straight into my throat. I couldn't feel it
inside me though, and I never tasted it. It went straight into my belly.
I was feeding off of Marcus like a baby. Suckling his cream down while my
tongue moved around trying to make some space for itself in my
overstuffed mouth. I could feel my throat muscles involuntarily swallow
around his cock, gently squeezing every last drop of his cum out.


Marcus must've gone into some kind of post-nut daze, as he kept himself
in that position. While I was proud of what I'd just achieved, not
needing Marcus to tell me what I'd just done for him was impressive, I
also needed to take a breather. I hadn't drawn in fresh air since his
final shove into my face, which was definitely over a minute ago.
Eventually, I couldn't take it, and I started panicking beneath him,
trying to move my body out from under him, desperate to breathe. He just
kept himself shoved inside my mouth, not letting up.


I was thrashing myself, trying to use every muscle I had to wiggle myself
off his cock, then I heard an "Ohh yeah" from Marcus and I felt him
start to move. He finally started moving his cock back, still enjoying
the wet confines of my inner throat as they squeezed and pushed along his
sensitive dick, desperate for air.


His cock slipped out of my throat but was still inside my mouth. I let in
a massive gasp of air, quickly filling my lungs, as my eyes started
tearing up. I was coughing excessively, trying to remove all the excess
fluid from my throat. Marcus just kept himself as he was, his now
deflating cock still resting in my warm mouth, as he moved his hands to
my torso and started rubbing along my chest and stomach.


"You've got a belly full of my cum Jacob, I couldn't believe it
earlier, but now I know that you'll be getting a whole lot more from
me," he said while rubbing my tummy. "I can't believe you took down
your throat man, well done!" he said as he moved himself back completely
and stood up. I managed to open my eyes a bit and catch a glimpse of his
wet body and it towered over me. His dick was all red and shrunken, a
small bead of after cum was forming but he stepped over me and got off
the bed and started walking to his bathroom.


I heard him turn on the shower and then heard him calling for me. I
slowly moved myself off his bed. My joints were in pain, my throat was
sore, and I generally felt like I'd just been hit by a truck or
something. I wobbled as I made my way to his bathroom, seeing him
standing by the sink as he stared at himself in the mirror. He broke eye
contact with himself and looked me in the eye. His expressionless face
turned into a slight smile before he turned and stepped into his shower
cubicle, motioning for me to get in.


I felt the warm water wash over me, and then Marcus' arms reaching round
me. He hugged me, tight. It was really cute. I felt so good standing
there under the hot water, embracing his warm body, feeling his muscles
under my palms and on my face as I rested it against him. We stood there
for a while just holding each other. It's one of the nicest memories I
have of him.


Marcus was too horny to stay cute forever though, and he quickly let go
of me and turned me around so that I was facing away from him. Then I saw
him get on his knees and he spread my butt cheeks again and stuck his
face in it. I'd forgotten how weird his wet kisses felt and let out a
little squeak as I felt his tongue start encircling my hole again.


"Did you stick your tongue in me last time?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I did, I tongue-fucked you!" he said before diving back in.
"Could you do that again?" I asked, hoping I wasn't overstepping. This
must have been music to his ears, and I felt one of his hands squeeze my
ass cheek even harder and the other cheek got slapped. Then I felt it.
His tongue started darting in and out of my hole, forcing its way past my
tight ring, trying to lodge itself inside me. I was starting to enjoy the
sensation, and I pushed my butt further out for Marcus to have better
access.


After a few minutes of standing there enjoying Marcus `tongue-fucking'
me, I felt something else slip into me, something longer, and I could
feel it going up inside me. I turned my head around and saw his middle
finger slipping inside me. I suddenly got all shocked and scared, so I
quickly turned around, pulling myself away from him. He didn't seem to
mind, he just looked at me and then stuck the finger that was previously
in my butt in his mouth and started sucking on it. I looked on as he
brought the finger from his mouth and moved it to mine. I understood what
he wanted and wrapped my lips around it.


I kept my head tilted up towards him as he looked down and slid his
finger in and out of my mouth. Considering the battle I'd just had with
his dick fighting its way down inside me, I didn't feel much as his
finger had a go in my mouth. I just stood there looking up into his eyes
and submitted myself to him. He smiled and leaned down and gave me a
passionate kiss. Licking the inside of my mouth, shoving his tongue into
every crevice he could access. I felt warm for him.


The hot water had started turning cold, so he turned it off. We spent a
moment standing there and staring at each other as the shame that coated
our skin dripped away. I realised what I was becoming, something inside
me was now truly awake. The loneliness I'd always felt as a child was
suddenly being replaced with a desire, a desire to serve Marcus. I still
hadn't fully processed the events of that day, but I knew for certain
that Marcus and I were going to be spending more time together from then
on.


The night ended pretty quickly, we both got smashed by a wave of
sleepiness as we dried ourselves off with the same towel. Marcus slipped
a clean pair of boxers on, and I returned to my little PJs. Marcus
slipped on some shoes and picked me up from under my arms and started
carrying me out. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and rested my head
on his shoulders as we made our way out of his room. When he unlocked the
door and opened it, we were both shocked to see the first light of the
day creeping into the sky.


He quickly rushed me back to bed; I was hoping Leo hadn't woken up in
that time and looked for me but when I saw that he was in the same
position as when I'd gotten myself acquainted with his little cock, I
sighed relief. Marcus dropped me down gently onto my air mattress, looked
at me, and gave me a quick peck on the lips. Before I could say anything,
he turned and left the room, pulling the door closed behind him. I layed
down and replayed the day's events in my mind until I drifted off to
sleep.


After that night, I started having many more sleepovers at Leo's. I
spent a night there almost every week throughout the holidays, getting a
massive load or two from Marcus every time -- by the end of the summer,
I'd managed to let him use my throat completely from start to finish, he
had my head hanging off his mattress while he was on his knees fucking my
face.


The school year started a month after our first evening together, and
things died down a bit between me and Marcus. Thankfully, this changed
shortly into the school year when my mum and Leo's parents arranged for
me to start going to their place daily after school. My little brother
was now going to all-day daycare, so nobody would be around to care for
me until my mum finished work in the evening.


3 days a week Leo had extracurriculars, and on those days, Marcus and I
would have the house to ourselves for a few hours. He loved making me
suck on him in Leo's bed, and we did it in his parent's bed a few
times. For almost 8 months straight, I was guaranteed at least 3 suck
sessions per week with Marcus. I learned a lot in that time, and have
used those skills pretty frequently ever since. I don't know how much of
Marcus' cum I ended up swallowing over the years, but it'd be safe to
assume it was enough to fill up a fishbowl.

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Thanks for reading everyone, I hope you liked it. As I mentioned the
first time, these events happened. I've used different names, but the
events are as accurate as I remember them. Putting it out there in
writing was strange, but I've gotten some encouraging feedback. So
thanks. Next, I'll probably start writing about what happened between my
little brother and me, but that'll take longer. This is the end of my
first full submission, writing tips are welcome. Reach out to
lostodosboi@gmail.com for any feedback or questions.