First Taste of Cum Part 122    
          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.


Measuring Up

    I'm Jason, a middle school kid who became a cocksucker on a dare -- well, it was almost a dare anyway.

I was hanging out with my two friends, Ed and Mike and some older guys from senior high started joking around with us. They asked if we ever "measured up". We said we didn't understand and they said that everybody does it. Guys just get their cocks hard and them compare them -- sometimes actually measuring and sometimes just by putting them next to each other. They said it was all part of becoming a man.

"So that's it, we just compare?" Mike asked, "What's the point of that?"

One of the older boys replied, "Now that's when it gets interesting -- the one with the smallest cock has to suck off the others!"

"I'm not sure about that," I said.

"Maybe you are ready for manhood," he snapped back, "But someday you may be."

With that they walked off leaving the three of us to ponder what they had said. We decided that they were probably hosing us and went our separate ways.

The next day at school we had lunch together and Ed asked, "You guys want to try measuring up?"

"That was just bullshit," I said.

But Mike countered, "What if it was? We could still do it and get blowjobs out of it!"

"At the expense of whoever loses," I protested.

"What's a matter, Jason?" Ed asked, "You got a little cock?"

"I'm as big as either of you guys!" I insisted.

"Then prove it!" said Mike.

We agreed to meet at Mike's place after school because he would have the house to himself. The rest of the afternoon I was both excited and nervous. We had never seen each other's cocks and had no idea who was biggest, but I hoped that I wouldn't be the smallest because I wanted to get sucked off.

When we got to Mikes house we agreed on some ground rules. We would each face away from each other and stroke ourselves to hardness while looking at some girlie magazines. After five minutes we turn and compare. The guy with the smallest cock has to blow the others.

Mike set a kitchen timer for five minutes and we got to working our cocks. I knew my cock wasn't as big as it would eventually get, but neither were my friends. I confidently stroked myself to full erection, and when the timer went off I proudly turned to display my cock. Ed and Mike did the same and they looked bigger than me! They were both smiling and I realized that this was not going the way I had hoped.

"It looks like a draw," I said, "We're all about the same size."

"Like hell we are!" said Mike, drawing close and putting his cock next to mine. Unquestionably he was bigger. Then Ed did the same and I knew I had lost.

"Okay," I admitted, "You guys are both bigger than I am -- for now, but there is no way I'm gonna suck your cocks!"

"A deal is a deal," Ed said, twisting my arm behind my back, "Are you going to do it willingly or do we have to force you?"

"Ok, I'll do it," I reluctantly agreed, but nobody better tell anyone else."

They both agreed that it would be our secret -- just between us.

I dropped to my knees and Mike pressed his cock into my mouth. It actually felt kind of nice -- something I hadn't expected.

"Move your tongue around," he said, and I did. In only a few minutes he pumped his hot load into my mouth. It was really strong tasting -- unlike anything else.

"You have to swallow," Mike said, "That's how it's done."

I swallowed, not really knowing if it was the right thing or if I was being conned.

Now it was Ed's turn and I sucked him a little more eagerly, now that I had some experience. He soon came as well and I swallowed his load.

"What about me?" I asked, "Who's going to suck me?"

"You're the smallest guy," said Mike, "You don't get sucked, but go ahead and jack-off."

I said I would do it at home, and we left. While I had never intended to suck off my friends, I found it really arousing, and I jacked-off as soon as I got home, and kept thinking about it throughout the night.

The next day at lunch Ed and Mike were doing something with their cell phones, looking at each other's.

"Whatcha got?" I asked, and they both showed it. They had taken pictures of me sucking!

"What the fuck?" I said, "You can't have those! Erase them right away!"

"Now calm down Jason," Ed said, "Nobody else will ever see them as long as you cooperate."

"How?" I asked.

"Well, just blow us when we need it," Mike said, "You did it really well and seemed to enjoy it."

"I know you don't want anyone else to see these," said Ed, "So meet us at Mikes and just do it again."

I reluctantly agreed. The rest of the afternoon I felt a combination of excitement and fear. I really wanted to suck them, but I was terrified that my secret would get out. After school I went to Mike's house and they told me to take my clothes off, because it was better if the cocksucker was naked.

By then I was thoroughly aroused and not thinking rationally, so I undressed and dropped to my knees, naked.

"I see that you are eager to suck," said Mike, pointing at my hard cock.

"Go ahead and stroke while you suck," said Ed, and Mike also urged me on.

"Wait," said Mike, "Jason should cum first, and then eat his cum."

Ed agreed and they stood watching me jack off into my hand, and then eat my cum. Now that my cock was limp, Mike approached and gave me his hard cock, which I eagerly sucked to completion. Ed soon followed and we went our separte ways. Even though I had been forced to do it, I really wanted it, and loved the fact that I had just swallowed three hot loads of cum!

Jacking-off and blowing my two friends became part of my daily routine. On weekends we would go out into the woods because Mikes parents were home. I loved blowing them as much as they enjoyed cumming in my mouth. Frankly, I was really surprised that I liked it so much. It must have been some sort of hidden desire that just needed triggering.

After about a month I was out on my own and ran into Brad, one of the guys who told us about measuring up. I said hello, and he asked, "So did you guys ever measure up?"

"Yep," I replied.

"How did you do?" he asked.

"I lost," I admitted.

"So did you blow your friends?" he asked.

I started to blush, feeling a little awkward about admitting it, but confessed, "Yes, I did."

"Are you still doing it?" he inquired.

"Yes," I answered, "Nearly every day."

"Then you didn't lose at all," he stated, "You really won!"

"How could be a winner?" I asked.

"You had the chance to suck cock and you did it," he explained, "Many guys secretly want to but never have the nerve to try it. You do like it, don't you?"

"I guess," I said timidly.

"Bullshit!" he said, "I'll bet you love it and will suck anyone you can, won't you?"

"Maybe," I confessed.

"Let's find out," he said, and led me to his car. We both got in and he took his cock out and told me to do him. He sat in the driver's seat and I was in the passenger seat. There wasn't a lot of room, but I didn't need much.

His cock was soft, but even that way it was much bigger than mine, and I reached over and gave it a squeeze, and then began to stroke it. He was hard in a moment and I brought my mouth down over it. I had never sucked in a car before, but it was kind of exciting.

As I took him into my mouth I felt the fullness of a manly cock. I liked the little cocks of my friends, but this was sucking in a whole new league! I moved my tongue around the way I had with my friends and Brad moaned, telling me I was a good cocksucker. I found that I really liked being called a cocksucker, and did my very best for Brad. Soon he was cumming in my mouth and it was a huge load! I almost choked on the volume, but quickly began to swallow, even as he was pumping.

"Man, that was cool!" said a voice from outside the car. I was really startled and looked up to see Brads three friends, Tom, Stan and George. Brad had apparently seen them and waved them over while I was blowing him.

In a flash, twice as many people now knew that I was a cocksucker, and I knew I would have to suck them too. Initially I had felt a bit of panic about getting caught, but now I was feeling anticipation, and boldly said, "Who's next?"

"You're one eager cocksucker," said Stan, as he walked around to my side of the car and stuck his cock through the open window. I sucked him eagerly, knowing that I was also performing for the other guys. Stan was also much bigger than I was, and he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth -- what I later learned was "face fucking". I was ready when he came, and welcomed his huge hot load, swallowing as soon as he began to squirt.

"Damn you're good!" he said, pulling out and stepping back as George took his place.

I sucked George and he rewarded my efforts as was customary. When he pulled out Tom said, "Let's go to the park," and they got into the back of Brad's car. Brad drove to a nearby roadside park that was nicely wooded and had four picnic tables. I didn't know what they had in mind but hoped it would be exciting.

We walked back to the farthest picnic table and Tom sat on the table facing away from the road, and put his feet on a bench. He told me to sit on the bench between his legs, which I did eagerly. He took out his cock and I began to suck him. I wished that I could jack-off because this was really hot -- blowing a guy in public!

Stan and George watched with interest while also watching for approaching cars. I had only sucked Tom for a few minutes when Stan said, "A car is coming."

I pulled off Tom's cock and sat up, but then Stan said, "Keep going, it's Larry and Kyle." Apparently one of the guys had texted them to let them know what I was up to.

I resumed sucking Tom and in a few minutes he came and I swallowed every drop of his manly juice.

Kyle had his cock out now and approached me from the side. I turned and began to suck him, thrilled with how this was all turning out. Kyle was longer than any of the other guys, and he pulled my head toward him, forcing his cock head to the back of my mouth, gagging me. As I gagged, he said, "Take that, faggot!", and then pulled back, allowing me time to recover. As soon as I had, he thrust into me again. It made the blowjob difficult for me but it was really turning him on, and he soon flooded my tonsils with his seed. I had become a little disoriented from gagging and didn't start to swallow immediately, but as my mouth filled I gratefully downed his load. I began to feel a little nauseous, which I didn't understand. This was a really bad time to feel sick!

Finally it was Larry's turn. His cock wasn't circumcised and looked a lot different than the others. I wasn't entirely sure what to do, but Larry guided me. He held his semi-hard cock to my mouth. I couldn't see the head, because there was skin covering it, but there was a small opening in that skin at the tip.

"I'll teach you to suck an uncut cock," Larry said, "Just stick your tongue inside the skin and work it around the head."

Unsure of myself, I did as he had told me and found the familiar cock head hidden beneath the skin, and as his cock grew, the skin pulled back, revealing what looked like the other cocks. He filled my mouth, but didn't force his way in like Kyle had. He faced fucked me as I sucked and soon he came and I swallowed, only to find my stomach rebelling. I really felt like I had to puke, but did my best to keep it down.

"What the matter?" asked Brad.

"I feel like I have to puke!" I declared.

"Must be all the cum you've swallowed," Brad said, "But with practice you'll be able to take more."

Brad drove me back to where he had picked me up. By that time I was feeling fine and went home. I jacked off as soon as I go home, and later again at bedtime. I thought about being called a cocksucker and faggot, and realized that I really was, and was only beginning my sexual adventure!

Now, a year later I still blow my friends nearly every day, but I also have sucked over forty guys from the highschool. I typically suck seven or eight a day, but sometimes the older guys have parties and I suck a dozen or more. My swallowing limit is now about sixteen, and I hope to raise that with further experience. I realize that I'm a really lucky cocksucker to have "won" the measuring up contest!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)