First Taste of Cum Part 114    
          by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  



This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.  




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Author’s note:
This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful first blowjobs. Some of these are inspired by my readers. I hope you enjoy this series.


Selling My Car

    My name is Tom, and I'm a married straight guy in my mid 20's. I live out in rural Indiana with my wife. I've got a secret that even my wife doesn't know – I like cocks. Of course I like my own, but I really like to look at pictures of cocks on the gay internet porn sites. I'm not attracted to men at all – as I said, I'm straight, but I find the sight of a cock to be very arousing. I often jack off while looking at them, and even sometimes think about sucking them. I know that's really gay, but I just tell myself it's a harmless jack-off fantasy!

I jack off thinking about girls also, but find cocks most arousing – the only bad part is that when I cum thinking about cocks and cocksucking I am overcome by the most intense guilt feeling that sometimes takes several minutes to pass. The first time it happened I thought that God was punishing me and vowed to never do it again, but the urge was strong, so now I think about cock nearly every day, but I would never actually DO anything like that. I'm very discrete, and clear my web browser each time, so my wife will never find evidence of my depravity. I'm starting to come to terms with my secret desires, but am scared to death that anyone would find out. Of course, how could they?

All that was about to change. My first car – a Toyota Corolla over ten years old was a little small for my wife and I, as we planned to have a family, so I listed it for sale on Craigslist. They tend to hold their value, so I listed it for $5000. That was a lot for a high mileage car that old, but I'd negotiate if needed.

I had a couple of people come see the car, but it wasn't moving. I dropped the price to $4000, which generated a little more interest. After another month I was about to drop the price again when I got a call from another potential buyer. His name was Mark and he wanted to see it that evening.

Mark came over and looked the car over and we went for a ride. He liked it but didn't want to pay $4000. Finally I agreed to take $3000, and Mark almost agreed. Then, to my surprise, he said, "I just need one more thing to sweeten the deal."

"What's that?" I asked.

"A blowjob," Mark replied, rubbing his crotch and grinning.

"No fuckin' way!" I shot back, "I'm a married family man, and completely straight!"

"Doesn't matter," said Mark, "Nearly anyone can suck a cock – it's easy to do and just between us – you really ought to try it."

My mind was spinning – did he somehow know I wanted it? Was I somehow signaling my deepest secret? It couldn't be, but now that I was faced with the possibility, I almost wanted to really do it!

"No deal," I replied, holding my ground. Mark told me to call him if I changed my mind and he left.

I went into my house and right to the bathroom, where I jacked off thinking about blowing him. I came almost immediately, and then the old guilt came over me. I remained in the bathroom until the guilt was over, and left – hoping my wife wouldn't notice.

We had dinner and my wife asked about the car sale. I told her about Mark liking the car but that we couldn't reach an agreement.

"You've been trying to sell that old car for months now," she said, "You accept whatever he wants so we can get a family car."

She wanted an SUV badly and it almost sounded like she was urging me to blow him. Of course that was silly, but I kept thinking about it. I've wanted it for a long time, and certainly once couldn't harm. I called Mark and told him that I would accept, and he agreed to come by my home tomorrow afternoon for the blowjob.

All the next day at work I thought about blowing Mark. My feelings shifted from arousal to fear and back. I sometimes felt like calling Mark and cancelling, but in the end I resolve to go through with it.

Mark arrived as planned, and I realized that I didn't have a good place to blow him. My wife was inside, so I couldn't take him in. Finally Mark said he wanted me to blow him right in front of my garage. I protested, but he insisted.

"There are trees all around and nobody can see us from the road," he said, "Now quit stalling and get on your knees."

Something in Marks manner was very commanding, and I just felt like I had to obey. I dropped to my knees and Mark unzipped, offering me my first close-up view of a cock. It was incredible! I never imagined I would be in this situation, gazing with so much desire at a real cock!

Mark moved forward and his cock head was pressing against my lips. "Now just open," he said.

My lips parted and he slid in. I was amazed at how right it felt – his cock seemed to fit perfectly in my mouth.

"Now move your tongue around," he continued, "give extra attention to the underside of the head."

I followed his instructions and was really glad to be really living my long-desired dream. I don't know how long I sucked him, but soon I felt his cock enlarge in my mouth and begin to pulse. He put his hands on the back of my head and held me in place while he filled my mouth with his seed.

It tasted really bad – unlike anything I had ever tasted before. I wanted to spit it out, but he held me firmly in place until he stopped pumping.

"Now swallow it all," he commanded, and I immediately complied.

Pulling out, he said, "You're a pretty good cocksucker – a natural."

Mark paid me $500 down on the car and said he would be back with the rest tomorrow.

He left and I just stood there for awhile, in kind of a fog. I could still taste his load – it was unlike anything I had ever tasted, but as I thought more about it, it wasn't so bad after all!

I went inside and told my wife I had sold the car. She rewarded me with a kiss and I avoided parting my lips so she wouldn't take Mark's cum. I hoped that there was none on my lips, but it seemed that she didn't notice.

"Dinner is in 15 minutes," she announced.

That was enough time for me to take a quick jack-off break. I went to the bathroom and replayed the blowjob in my mind. I came just as I imagined Mark unloading in my mouth.

The guilt hit me once again, but I just let it pass. I left the bathroom and had dinner with my wife.

After dinner I checked my emails and saw that I had one from Mike. I opened it and saw a picture of me sucking him. I was absolutely stunned. The bastard must have taken it with his cell phone when I was busy sucking. I immediately deleted it can cleared my browser history.

I thought about it for the rest of the evening – the picture clearly showed my face with his cock in my mouth – anyone who knew me would recognize me and know that I was a cocksucker! Could I trust him to be discrete? Why did he send it to me? Obviously, it was so I would know that he had it. Hopefully he didn't intend me any harm.

The next day Mark arrived with his friend Jim. Mark paid me the rest of the $3000 and I signed the title over to him.

"There's just one last thing," said Mark, "Jim and I both need blowjobs."

"That's not part of the deal," I complained, but was beginning to get excited.

"No, but I think you'll be glad to help a couple of guys in need," he replied.

Since he had that incriminating picture, I decided that I should cooperate. We stood in front of the garage and Mark surprised me by ordering me to take my clothes off. I began to protest but he insisted, and somehow I just felt that I had to obey.

Now completely naked, I knelt on the driveway before them and Jim approached, offering me his cock. I opened my mouth and took him in, feeling very self-conscious of my hard cock. I hoped it wouldn't be noticed, but soon Mark did.

"I can see that you really like this," said Mark, "Now stroke your cock."

I obeyed, and couldn't believe how wonderful it felt! I sucked eagerly as my stroking increased, and soon I shot my load all over the dirt I was kneeling on. It was the best climax I had ever experienced, but soon the guilt followed once again. I felt such a deep sense of shame and just wanted to get away.

I pulled off and Jim said, "Hey, finish the job, cocksucker!"

He grabbed my head and I opened my mouth to protest but he plunged his cock right in. Holding my head firmly, he face-fucked me. It was like he was raping my mouth, and I just wanted it to be over. In a few minutes he came in my mouth, and it also tasted terrible.

I was pissed. A voluntary blowjob was one thing, but forcing me was quite another matter – and he called me a cocksucker! He'd never be in my mouth again.

I knelt there, with my cum on the driveway between my knees, head down in shame. Mark took Jim's place and stood there with his cock out. He put his hand under my chin and tilted my head up until our eyes met.

"Are you going to do this voluntarily or do I have to force you?" he asked.

"I'll do it," I said, not feeling I could refuse Mark.

I took his cock in my mouth and he told me to continue to look up at him.

Holding eye contact while I sucked him felt uneasy at first, and then began to feel more natural.

"You are my personal cocksucker," Mark declared, smiling, "And I know I can count on you anytime I need a blowjob – today I've bought a car and a cocksucker."

I knew he was right, as I sucked him to completion. His cum still tasted strong, but was beginning to taste better to me, and I swallowed it very willingly.

Mark and Jim departed, and I quickly got dressed, only then realizing what a risk I had taken. If my wife had come out at seen me naked, sucking them I'd be in deep trouble!"

I went in and had dinner with my wife, and we discussed the SUV she had her heart set on.

After dinner I checked my email and found that Mark had emailed me a video clip of me jacking off with Jim in my mouth. I thought there could be nothing more queer than a guy jacking of with a cock in his mouth, but also found myself getting aroused, and had to jack off right then and there.

I saved the video clip on a memory stick and deleted the email and cleared my browser history.

Now, five years later I have two kids and I blow Mark several times a week, and his friends whenever he tells me to. I must have swallowed over a gallon of cum and look forward to every load!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)