I'm Lester, a junior in high school and secretly gay. Well I thought I was gay – but hadn't really done anything except jack off to gay porn. I really loved the blowjob porn and would always envision myself as the sucker. I would love to really suck, but don't dare, for fear of my secret getting out.

I think it was wise old Ben Franklin who said, "Two people can keep a secret if one of them is dead."

If my secret got out I would have a miserable time at school – kids can be really cruel if they have anything at all to pick on you about.

In chemistry class Ed was my lab partner. He was a real jock and on the varsity football and wrestling teams, but struggled with his school work. I was glad to help him out, and secretly imagined blowing him, but I would never find the courage to actually do it.

We worked on a lab project together and had to prepare a report, so Ed came to my house and we worked on it together. I showed Ed how to do the calculations for the chemical reactions and he worked on it with my laptop computer while I went to the bathroom. I just had to pee but as I stood there with cock in hand I thought of blowing Ed and just had to jack off. I hurried back, but really should have waited a bit, because Ed noticed how red my face was (as it often is right after I cum), and commented.

"Have a good time?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I shot back.

"Don't deny it," he said, "You just jacked off."

"What of it?" I asked.

"Were you thinking about cocksucking?" he asked.

"Where the hell would you get an idea like that?" I demanded.

"From this," Ed replied, clicking to open a window that showed one of my many cocksucking pictures.

"That's private!" I protested.

"Maybe so," he said, "But I've seen them and know you're a cocksucker, or want to be."

"That's bullshit!" I insisted, "I've never done anything like that!"

"But you want to," he said, grinning and rubbing his crotch, which I could see was bulging now.

"I don't have to take this shit," I shouted, "Time for you to go home."

"Hey, sorry man," Ed tried to recover, "I was just kidding around, and ..."

"You overstayed your welcome," I responded, "Now get the hell out of here."

Ed left and I was shaking. I did want to blow him, but didn't dare. I should never have left those pictures on my hard drive. I should have kept them on a memory stick that I could hide away. Now that Ed has seen them, I had to figure out what to tell him – nothing convincing came to mind. At last I resolved to tell him that I downloaded a few pictures out of curiousity – that's all – I would never consider doing such a thing and it didn't interest me at all. Yes, that might work.

The next day at school Ed was very apologetic and said he was way out of line. I told him it was okay, and gave him the story I concocted about the pictures and he seemed to buy it.

A few days later I went to Ed's house after school to work on another project. I had moved all my private pictures off my laptop and replaced them with girlie pictures, just in case Ed got nosey again.

When I arrived at Ed's he offered me a beer. His father was pretty liberal and allowed Ed to drink beer at home, so there was always some beer available. After about an hour we had finished the project and just sat around finishing our beers. Ed said he had to make a pit stop and stepped away for a few minutes.

When he returned he was naked. "What's this all about?" I protested.

"You said you were curious," he said, "I just wanted to give you a closer look."

"I don't have to take this shit," I said, getting up to leave.

In a flash, Ed was upon me. I put my hands up to fend him off but he grabbed my wrists and wrestled me to the floor. He had me on my back and then climbed on top of me, kneeling over my chest while he held my wrists down to the floor, with his cock bobbing inches from my face.

I really wanted it, but didn't dare, so I resisted as well as I could, which was no match for his strength.

"You can blow me voluntarily," he said, "Or I can force you – which will it be?"

"Fuck you!" I said, and turned my head to the side as his cock approached my face.

Finally he raised one knee off the floor and pulled my right arm down and pinned it to the floor with his leg. He did the same with the other arm and he moved up on me, resting his cock on my cheek.

He took hold of my head and made me face him, so his cock was resting on my chin and nose. I could smell his manliness and I was both aroused and terrified.

Ed pinched my nose, so the only way I could breathe was to open my mouth. When I did he forced his cock in. I stuggled but it did me know good, so I just remained still with Ed's cock in my mouth.

Finally Ed said, "Lester, you and I both know you want this, and it's just between you and I, so why not just go along with it and we'll both enjoy it?"

I refused to cooperate and he began to face fuck me. It was like a dream-come-true, but I continued to fight it – I just couldn't let him know.

Ed was so filled with passion as he fucked my mouth and my body responded as I felt like my cock would burst out of my pants. I was glad Ed couldn't my undeniable excitement.

Finally he began to cum and continued to pump his cock into my mouth as his cock spewed his hot load into me. It was strong tasting, but I really liked it.

"Swallow, you faggot!" he said, "I won't let you up until you've swallowed every drop!"

That was the excuse I'd been waiting for, and eagerly swallowed Ed's seed.

Ed's cock softened and he pulled out, dripping some of his cum on my cheek.

"That was really awsome man!" he said, "Oh, I'm sorry I called you a faggot – I didn't mean it."

He got up and immediately noticed the bulge in my pants and put his hand on it. My body exposed my excitement, and he said, "This proves you liked it."

"I would never have done it if you hadn't forced me," I insisted.

"But you did like it," he said, "This proves it."

"Fuck you!" I shouted as I got up, "I should press charges!"

I rushed out, my pants still bulging. When I got home I immediately jacked off and had the strongest climax I had ever experienced.

The next morning Ed was waiting for me at school. He apologized and said he just didn't know what had come over him and was really sorry, and begged me not to make trouble for him.

"Forget about it," I said, "and I mean everything – you don't tell anyone and I won't make trouble for you."

"Deal!" Ed agreed. After that things seemed to be back to normal and we worked together like nothing had happened.

A few days later Ed invited me to his house after school for a couple of beers. I hesitated at first, but Ed promised not to attack me, so I agreed (really hoping that he would.)

After our second beer, Ed just couldn't resist and said that he really liked cumming in my mouth, and he knew I liked it too, and he was cool with that and would protect my secret. After a couple of beers I had mellowed out a bit and wasn't so defensive.

"I'll bet it would be even better if you did it willingly," he continued, "I would be so grateful and never tell anyone. You could jack off while you suck me – I'll bet you'd love that!"

It did sound pretty good, and in my judgment-impaired state just said, "Maybe, but not today."

Ed smiled and said, "That's a start – we'll go from there."

I went home and considered what I had said – I had actually agreed to blow him again. I wondered if I could take it back.

The next day I saw Ed and said, "About what I said last night – that was the beer talking."

"Me too," Ed agreed, "But sometimes the beer makes us say what we really mean."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"We both know that you liked blowing me and I'd love to have you do it more, and know it would be good for you too – so please think about it, okay?"

I agreed and the entire rest of the day I thought about blowing Ed.

I saw Ed in my last class and asked if we could get together after school. Ed smiled and quickly agreed. We went back to his house because his parents didn't get home until later. I confessed that I really wanted to blow him, but had been scared to death about being exposed. Ed assured me that he wanted it to be secret as much as I did, and we decided to proceed. Soon we were both undressed and this time I took a more dominant role.

I dropped to my knees and invited him into my mouth. Ed was already hard and proudly strutted up to me. I took him in and began to move my tongue around.

"This is a lot better now that you're doing it willingly," agreed Ed, but I just continued to attend to his need.

My need was growing as well and I began stroking. I didn't want to cum too soon, and wanted to wait until I tasted Ed's manly load. After a few minutes Ed rewarded my efforts flooded my mouth with his seed. I held his load and cock in my mouth while I jerked myself to completion.

I was astounded with how wonderful it was to cum like this, and I knew I wanted it to be like this as often as possible.

Ed pulled out and I got up. "Thanks Lester, that was even better than before," he said.

"Thank you Ed," I replied, "For turning me on to something I've wanted but didn't have the courage to do."


I continued to blow Ed regularly until we graduated from high school. At college I quickly found the courage to blow other guys. I'm still pretty secretive about it, but have over a dozen "regulars" who keep me fed with cum, and I now rarely jack off without a cock in my mouth!

  To be continued . . .

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