Date: Thu, 3 Nov 2011 14:26:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Joys of Oral Sex

The Joys of Oral Sex
By
Storyguy22

Fiction. High school juniors discover the joys of gay oral sex.

  In retrospect, I think my interest in cock had its roots, forgive the
pun, from the day my friend Matt and I drove to his house after our swim
team practice. As the practice drew to a close the coach had announced some
sort of plumbing issue in the boy's locker room meant that no showers could
be taken at the school that day. Given that the high school pool is
ultra-heavy on chlorine an after practice shower was more of a requirement
than an option, and when Matt offered me a ride and a hot shower at his
house before tackling the team homework assignment we had to do, I was all
in.

   We gathered up our stuff from the locker room, and still wearing the
skimpy Speedo swim gear we swam in, we walked out to Matt's car. Now, I was
already fully aware of Matt's attractiveness, and when I dared to let
myself think about it I had to admit that on more than one occasion I had
wondered what it might be like to indulge in a bit of sex play with him
even though the idea that I might have some gay leanings always scared me
away from the thoughts. Besides, at that point in my sixteen years of
living the only real sexual outlet I had managed for my constant horniness
was pretty much my right hand. Anyway, sitting alongside him in his car my
mind began to go in that direction as I casually admired his very scantily
clad body, especially the highly interesting bulges at the crotch of that
tiny Speedo.

   He was definitely a real looker, the shock of thick sandy colored hair
in disarray from the recent swimming. His face was youthful, and his jaw
had a chiseled look to it as it ran down to his cute chin. His eyes I
couldn't see from my angle, but I was very aware of their haunting shade of
deep blue that always turned me on whenever he fixed them on me. He was
well tanned from all our time around the pool, and he had that typical
swimmer body, firm and smooth with great muscle definition. His waist was
narrow and his stomach flat and firm and his legs were smooth and
strong. But the thing currently drawing my real focus was his bulging
package that filled the small Speedo to the max. I had seen his cock
several times in the showers and locker room, but had never seen it hard or
had the opportunity to inspect it anywhere near the way I longed to
do. Judging from its flaccid appearance I was willing to bet the farm it
would be a truly impressive unit when fully erect, and it never failed to
give me an erection of my own whenever I visualized it rigid and pulsing as
it pointed at the sky with his nice plump sac of balls dangling below. I
sensed my mouth flooded with saliva as I continued to check him out as he
drove, and I swallowed as I speculated how that hard young cock would feel
in my mouth, and what his semen might taste like as I happily swallowed it
as easily as I had just gulped down the saliva.

   While I had been enjoying my fantasies regarding Matt for some time,
they had recently become much more frequent, and I had even tried to screw
up the courage to let him know my feelings, but so far I had always
chickened out from my concern that my coming on to him might freak him out
to the point of ruining our friendship. I was pretty sure Matt hadn't had
much more sexual experience than me, and I knew he was always bitching
about being so horny all the time, but I just wasn't sure how he might
react should I suggest we help each other out with our tension problems. It
wasn't that I expected him to reciprocate any sex act I might offer him, I
was fairly certain he wouldn't be interested in that and that would be all
good with me. What I really wanted was to touch him and taste him all over
and bring him the pleasures he so needed. That alone would be amazingly
satisfying to my own pleasure.

   Matt swung into his driveway and steered us beyond the main house to the
detached carriage house at the rear of the property. His "room" was
actually a small apartment that sat atop the large carriage house, and
after parking we clamored up the outside stairs leading to the front
door. Matt unlocked, and we moved inside going directly back to the bedroom
space where Matt dug around in a linen closet for towels, one of which he
tossed to me as he headed into the bathroom telling me to hang loose while
he showed off the powerful chlorine from the pool. I flopped down onto his
bed and fired up the television and waited. A few minutes later Matt
returned, his hair hanging damply on his forehead and his towel wrapped
around his narrow waist. He paused to check out the television and I seized
the moment to scope out the enticing bulges behind his towel, and my mouth
filled with drool once more. Jeez, I thought, so close and yet so far! He
fixed those azure eyes on me, and nodded in the direction of the bath as he
told me it was my turn, so I got up and headed off to shower.

   I enjoyed the hot shower, my soapy hands roaming over my naked body and
stiff cock as I imagined Matt in this same space all naked, and I wished
that it was his lithe body I was soaping up. I was tempted to go ahead and
toss a load, God knows I needed to, but I was ever hopeful of the
possibility that an opportunity to suggest to Matt that he let me play with
him might present itself, and I wanted to keep my edge. I endured a blast
of cold water to calm my excitement and when I cock was under control I got
out and tied the towel around my waist as he had, and walked back into the
bedroom.

   Matt was stretched out on his bed, still in just the towel, with a
pillow behind his back watching television. He glanced at me, and I caught
him moving his eyes over my body as he smiled at me, and patted the
mattress to indicate I should join him, so I did. Once settled beside him
we chatted and halfway watched the TV as I resumed my visual stalking of
his hot body, in particular the thick lump of his package under the
towel. It was a kind of sweet torture for me as I loved the idea that he
was so close to naked that close to me while at the same time being
untouchable. We talked some about our school project and how to go about
it, and that led to some discussion of the current school rumor mill. Matt
filled me in on a recent rumor I hadn't heard about a girl in our English
class who was rumored to be an easy touch for a blow job and several of our
mutual buddies had reportedly availed themselves of the opportunity. That
tale for some strange reason seemed to me a golden opportunity of my own,
and without really thinking about it much, I kind of blurted,

   "Man, that sounds really hot...has anybody ever sucked you off, Matt?"

   He snorted loudly, and replied,

   "Yea, right...in my freaking dreams it happens all the time."

   I chuckled, nervous as hell now that I had broached the topic, and I
added,

   "No, Dude, I'm serious here...nobody has ever sucked your cock?"

   He rolled those stunning eyes at me, and said,

   "Fuck no, Dude...who would suck me off...?...definitely not the fair
Julie...shit, I barely even get her to make out with no real touching!"

   Inhaling a deep breath and holding it in my lungs, I decided in for a
penny, in for a pound, and I all but whispered,

   "I would if you let me...suck you off, I mean."

   He looked at me again, his face expressing doubt that he had heard me
right, and then his thick eyebrows knitted up as he said quietly,

   "Not funny, Dude...no uber-horny sixteen year old dude likes to be
teased...especially not about something so heavy as a blow job...besides,
what if I took you up on the offer...what would you do then smart-ass?"

   Looking directly into those killer eyes, I smiled and with a small
shrug, answered,

   "I'd just do it is all...I'd just suck your dick and get you off."

   He just looked at me for along minute as my pulse soared, and then a sly
smile painted over his lush mouth, and he asked me,

   "Jesus, man...what the fuck...you gone gay on me, or what?"

   I shrugged again, relieved that he so far hadn't punched me out or told
me to get out, and I answered honestly,

   "I don't think I'm gay...but maybe I guess, cause I am like dead serious
here, Matt...I really want to suck you off...have for a while,
actually...gay or whatever...nobody needs to ever know about it, you know,
and you wouldn't have to do anything back...just kick back and enjoy."

   Still looking at me incredulously, he smiled again, and then said,

   "You're really serious, huh...?...wow...I never even thought about it
that way...but shit, Dude...if it makes you happy to blow me, fucking go
for it!"

   With that he dropped his arms at his sides, and moved his legs further
apart and kind of lifted his hips as though opening himself up to me, so I
moved my trembling hand toward that delicious looking bulge under his
towel. I shuddered strongly when my hand closed around the thick tube of
his cock and gently squeezed it, and I actually jumped when Matt let out a
groan, but I quickly gained some courage and began enthusiastically
exploring his stuff as it rapidly stiffened and grew in my grasp. I was
amazed at how big it felt, thick and long as it gorged with blood, and I
was suddenly obsessed with seeing him naked that way, so I grabbed the
towel, and flung it aside.

   OH...MY...GOD! It was...he was...beautiful...absolutely beautiful! His
lean body was smooth as glass, marred only by a small and obviously closely
trimmed thatch of blond pubic hair at the very root of his cock. His
scrotum was impressively plump and shaved clean as a whistle, and his heavy
balls filled it nicely as it hung between his spread thighs, and my mouth
flooded once more. I picked up the now rigid stalk, and lifted it off his
groin, and the scent of it flooded my senses until I felt dizzy as I slid
lower on the bed, and extended my tongue to swipe at the wide knob at the
tip of it. He flinched and groaned as I licked all over the head of his
amazing cock and moved my hand up to gently fondle his balls. I licked all
the way down the bottom of it, and then lapped at his balls before licking
back up to the tip. I was drooling like crazy, my heart hammering in my
chest, and in the next second my wildest dream came true as I slowly slid
the entire shaft inside my warm, wet mouth.

   I felt him move above me as I began bobbing my head to suck him, and I
rolled my eyes up to meet his stunned gaze as he looked down on me, his
thick cock fully inside my mouth.

   "Holy shit...fuck...Dude, that feels...fucking amazing!"

   "Hm-hum," I mumbled, my senses afire with lust as I eagerly found a
rhythm and sucked him in earnest, my flowing saliva streaming down his wide
shaft to soak his balls. I heard the obscene slurping sounds I was making,
and I almost giggled as I realized that I had finally become a genuine
cocksucker, and I totally loved it too! Matt didn't actually seem to hate
it either as his hips began bucking in sync with my sucking rhythm and I
rolled and tugged his full balls as I slurped his rock hard cock with
abandon. I let my fingers trail behind his balls and slip into his warm ass
crease, and when I slid a fingertip over his tiny pucker he groaned loudly
and thrust his ass upward. Up and down I went, my drool everywhere as I
alternated sucking him and trying to swallow his balls as I probed his
sensitive rosebud with a fingertip, and a matter of minutes it all got to
be too much for poor Matt. His fingers suddenly threaded into my hair as
his hips rose sharply, and I felt his thick shaft swell in my sucking
mouth, and I got ready for the blast I knew was coming. As if on cue, Matt
groaned again, and almost yelled his intention to cum, and a split second
later he erupted, thick spurts of warm and salty tasting cum jetting
repeatedly into my waiting mouth.

   Surprised at the incredible volume of his ejaculate, I gagged briefly
before realizing that I needed to continuously swallow the tasty stuff in
order to allow sufficient space for the next offering, and then I just
easily gulped down his copious ejaculate. Finally, his powerful spurts
slowed and became gentle spasms accompanied by weaker dribbles of slippery
semen, and then he was drained, and sated. His whole body seemed to just
melt as he sagged on the bed panting loudly, his chest rising and falling
as he gulped in air. I let his now wilted cock slip from my mouth and I
held it gently, swiping my tongue over the sticky tip of it as I savored
the sweet aftertaste of his cum as I gazed happily up into his eyes. He
grinned like a kid on Christmas morning, shook his head on the pillow, and
said,

   "My God, Dude...holy shit...that was unbelievable...totally fucking
awesome..You are freaking amazing!"

   I grinned at him as I wiped the head of his cock over my face, and then
I planted a wet kiss right on the wide knob, and told him,

   "Awesome, indeed...and you're fucking cum taste delicious, too...you get
ready to go again, just say the word!"

   He chuckled weakly, and replied,

   "Okay...THE WORD!"

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