I'm Mitch, a fourteen-year-old boy with a craving for cock. You might say that it's an unsatisfied hunger because I want it but haven't had it yet. I like girls too, but cock has a compelling attraction for me. Of course I'm surrounded by cocks at school, and can't help but notice them in the showers after gym class, but I quickly learned to keep my interests secret.

There was one kid who showed an interest in cocks, and the kids picked on him mercilessly – even some of the teachers, but in a subtle way. I watched as he gave a blowjob in the locker room, carefully covered with my towel so nobody could see my hard cock. My pastor at church preached a sermon on how evil same-sex marriages were, and when God created men it was Adam and Eve, not Adam and Bruce! Of course, I didn't buy all that religious crap, but it seemed that everywhere around me there were warnings against what I craved the most.

I secretly surfed the internet and jacked-off to pictures of guys giving blowjobs, and in my favorite fantasy the guy I'm blowing cums in my mouth just as I cum.

Despite all the negative hype I'd receive around me, there was one ray of hope. Two houses down the road from us lived Dick and Karl, two gay guys. The neighbors were friendly enough to them, but always talked behind their backs. My father simply referred to them as "the queers" or "the cocksuckers", though my mother discouraged my father’s use of the cocksucker word.

Every day I would pass by their house on my way to the school bus stop. I knew that Karl worked and left Dick at home. Dick was kind of feminine in his appearance and manners, and my father referred to him as the wife.

I thought about going to visit them but would always chicken out. What if they turned me queer? I liked girls and considered myself to be straight, though I longed for cock as well.

Finally one day I mustered the courage and walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. Dick opened the door and was wearing a woman's robe. My heart raced as I tried to think of what to say. "I'm Mitch," I said, "From down the street."

"Hello Mitch," Dick replied, "I've met your father – what can I do for you?"

"Well," I began, feeling very tongue-tied, "I am curious about you and Karl, and think that I might be kind of like you."

"Come in," said Dick, and quickly ushered me in and closed the door.

"If you mean what I think you do," said Dick, "You want to keep it secret – our society is very judgmental."

"Yes, I know," I agreed, "There is a guy at school who let it out and he gets picked on all the time."

"We don't want that happening to you," said Dick, to which I heartily agreed. As Dick walked, his robe opened a bit and it appeared that he was naked underneath. I was getting really close to what I've sought, and I was both nervous and excited.

Dick offered me a cola, which I accepted, and we sat in the living room facing each other. I needed to tell Dick why I was there but had difficulty finding the words.

"I like girls," I said, "But that's not all."

"So, you like boys too," said Dick, "Nothing to be ashamed of."

"Well, not exactly boys," I corrected, "But parts of boys."

Dick smiled and opened his feminine robe wide and spread his legs, exposing the most enormous cock I had ever seen! It wasn't even hard, but looked like it belonged to a horse rather than a man. I thought it ironic that this feminine man had such a huge cock. Dick's cock captured my full attention, and I could see nothing else.

"Why don't you come take a closer look," he said, and I walked to him and knelt between his legs, "It's okay to touch – or suck if you like."

It was like I was in some sort of dream state as my hands reached to his massive cock and took hold of it. I grew as I touched it and soon was fully erect. The stiff cock was just inches from my face and I couldn't help but bring my mouth to it. I opened and took the head in, along with part of the shaft. He was so big it was all I could take, but I eagerly traced the form of his cock head with my tongue and Dick moaned with pleasure. Dick suggested that I undress and soon I was naked and sucking his huge cock once again.

It was a wonderful time as I sucked my first cock, and looked forward to taking him all the way. I sucked and moved my tongue around and Dick told me I was doing a good job, but after sucking him for about ten minutes he didn't seem to be close to cumming.

"This is my first time," I said, "And I know I'm not very good at it – please teach me to do it well so you can cum."

"Don't worry about that, Mitch," said Dick, "I don't cum that way – some guys don't, but most do. When Karl gets home you can suck him too."

I continued to suck Dick, and was just so happy to have his cock in my mouth that I didn't mind that he didn't cum that way.

The phone rang and Dick went into the kitchen to answer it. I followed and parted Dick's robe and continued sucking him as he talked on the phone. It was Karl and he told him that I was visiting and he was in my mouth at the moment. I worked at his cock until he was fully erect, and knew that he was having difficulty focusing on the telephone conversation.

After Dick hung up he said, "Karl is very interested in meeting you – but he has to work late tonight – we'll find a time when we can all play together."

I could tell Dick was enjoying my sucking, and he ran his fingers through my hair as I sucked. I didn't know if that was typical behavior, but I liked it.

"Do you like it up the ass?" asked Dick.

"Never tried it," I replied, "But it looks like it could be really painful, especially with a cock like yours!"

"It's just a matter of going slowly and using plenty of lube," he assured me.

Dick led me back to the living room and had me bend over the end of the couch, exposing my ass to him. He gently massaged my cheeks and ran a finger up and down in my crack, and it felt really good. He put some lube on a finger and pressed it to my hole. He wiggled it and pushed on my hole, but didn't enter immediately. It felt really good and I found myself involuntarily pushing back so he would enter me. Soon his fingertip was in me, and then he pushed all the way, and I loved it!

He worked his finger in and out of me as I just took in the pleasure. He slipped a second finger into me and began to wiggle both of them inside me – it was incredible – I had no idea that such wonderful feelings were even possible!

Dick continued that for a while and then pulled out. I felt something hard press into me and go deeper than Dick's fingers were able to. Then he flipped a switch and it began to vibrate and I had difficulty remaining still.

Dick had me sit on the couch with the vibrator well into me and told me to jack-off. He knelt on the floor and watched as I stroked my hard cock yearning to cum. It only took a few minutes and I began to shoot. Dick was fast, and put his mouth over my cock and caught every drop of my load.

Cumming like that was an entirely new experience – one I hoped to repeat over and over again.

I noticed the time and said I had to leave. Dick pulled out the vibrator and told me he would clean up, and invited me to come over any time I wanted.

I got home just before dinner. My mother asked where I had been and I just told her I stopped by a friends house to play video games.

The next day I stopped to visit Dick and soon we were both naked and hard. Dick laid on the bed and I sucked him while he fingered my ass.

After a while Dick asked, "Would you like my cock up your ass?"

"I don't know if I could take it," I said, "It's huge."

Dick handed me some lube and said, "Just use plenty of this, and then lower yourself slowly – just go at a pace that's comfortable."

I squeezed a lot of lube onto his big cock and then climbed on top, kneeling over him. I lowered myself until his cock head was against my hole.

"Now stroke as you lower yourself onto me," Dick said.

I did, and it seemed that my ass actually wanted him inside me, and soon I felt his cock head penetrate me.

"Nice and slow now," Dick said.

I paused to get accustomed to the stretch his cock head was giving me, but continued to stroke and soon I felt the need to lower myself further. Once the cock head was inside me, I stopped and rested, but soon lowered myself until I felt Dick in all the way.

He really filled me up and it was wonderful!

"Now ride me," Dick said, and I began to bounce up and down. Dick was enjoying my ass, so I rode for a few more minutes, but soon needed to cum so badly that I just couldn't wait. I resumed stroking and soon shot my load all over Dick's chest. It was the biggest load I had ever shot, thanks to the huge cock in my ass!

I sat there, catching my breath, as Dick scooped up some of my cum with his fingers and ate it.

I got off Dick and go dressed, once again getting home just in time for dinner. My mother said she wished I didn't keep cutting it so close and I promised to do better.

The next day was Saturday, and Karl would be home, and I was eager to meet him. Dick greeted me and let me in. Soon I was naked and sucking his cock.

After sucking a few minutes, Dick called out to Karl, who came into the room. It seemed a bit strange to meet a man for the first time while naked with a cock in my mouth, but there was nothing normal about the adventure I was on.

I got up and greeted Karl, who took my cock and balls in his hands and began to fondle me, and asked if I wanted to suck him as well.

"Sure," I agreed, and Karl removed his pants and shorts.

He was a big man, well built and muscular, but his cock was tiny. It was smaller than mine. This too was ironic – the masculine partner had a little boy cock while the feminine one was hung like a horse!

I dropped to my knees an Karl approached. Soon his small cock was in my mouth. It felt much different than Dick's, with plenty of room in my mouth to move my tongue around. I flicked my tongue back and forth across the underside of his cock head, and soon Karl grunted and shot a huge load into my mouth. I never expected so much cum from a tiny cock like that.

What was most surprising was the taste. It was really strong and I felt like I was going to puke.

"Just swallow and it will be gone," coached Karl, and I did. It was gone, but it left a really bad aftertaste in my mouth.

"Didn't like the taste?" he asked.

"It was pretty strong," I agreed.

"It's an acquired taste," explained Karl, "It will get better with experience."

I sure hoped so, because this was pretty bad.

"Would you like to suck some other men?" asked Karl.

"Yes," I agreed, "I'd like to get as much practice ask I can.

Karl told me that they had some friends who were especially fond of boys like me, and agreed to take me to meet them. Since I didn't have any other commitments that day, Karl made some phone calls and soon we were on our way to a bar, which Karl told me was a gay bar. I didn't know such places existed, and he told me that because I was under 18 he would take me in the back entrance.

When we arrived, Karl introduced me to Tom, the owner, and explained that I needed more experience giving blowjobs. Tom seemed really nice and said the best way to do that discretely was in the men's room. He took me there and to the last stall. He told me to sit on the toilet while he unzipped and took out his cock. It was big, but not as big as Dick's, and soon I was sucking him eagerly. He told me how to move my tongue and I followed his guidance as well as I could. Soon he came in my mouth, and it was also really strong tasting, but not as bad as Karl's. I didn't like the taste, but it didn't make me want to puke this time. I swallowed and hoped that soon the taste would improve.

Tom pulled out and thanked me. "Now just stay here and I'll send some other guys in."

I sat there alone, waiting for the next guy. It was kind of exciting knowing that I would be sucking off a bunch of total strangers, who would cum in my mouth, and then just walk away.

The next guy was a fat guy, and he had to drop his pants to give me access to his cock. He stepped closer and pulled my head to him. His cock was nice sized, but his fat belly made it difficult to suck him. He held my head in an awkward position, with my forehead pressed firmly against his belly to get his cock in. I liked sucking, but didn't like the rest of the arrangement. I was glad when he came and pulled out.

This load was also strong tasting, but as Karl had predicted, each time it tasted a little better – or at least less bad.

Soon the guys were lined up waiting their turn – it was what I later learned was called a "suck line". Each load I swallowed was a little better and soon I found myself looking forward to the manly taste.

It was difficult keeping track, but I think I may have blown eleven guys, and finally Karl showed up. I welcomed his little cock and looked forward to another big load. Karl gave it to me, and this time it tasted much better.

"Had enough for today?" he asked.

I wanted to suck more, but my stomach was feeling uneasy and I told Karl. "You swallowed a lot of cum today," he said, "And your body isn't used to it, but with practice you'll handle it better."

On the way back he told me to just sit quietly in the car and let my stomach settle. When we got to his place he gave me an anti-nausea medication and soon I felt much better.

We talked and I told him that I really enjoyed the suck line, and wanted to get more practice. Karl said he would try to arrange it for me.

Over the next few months Karl and Dick introduced me to many other men, all of whom I sucked. To my amazement there were a number of gay clubs that were well hidden and very discrete. I enjoyed visiting Karl and Dick, and would often ride Dick's huge cock while sucking off Karl and jacking off. But most importantly, they taught me how to find guys to blow safely, which paved the way for a lifetime of cocksucking.

I learned where to find Glory Holes, which allowed me to give completely anonymous blowjobs. That was really special because I knew that I could be sucking almost anyone – friends, relatives – maybe even my fire-and-brimstone pastor!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)