I'm Lester, a thirteen-year-old middle school kid. I recently moved into a new town and am making brand-new friends. So far Joey has become my best friend and introduced me to some new things. Like most boys our age, we jack-off a lot, and Joey and I often do it together. Sometimes we stroke each other, but most of the time Joey strokes me. I did stroke him off a couple of times, but that seemed a little too gay for me.

I think it's gay for him to stroke me off, but he likes it, and is sure feels good to me, so I let him do it. Most of the time we just sit next to each other and Joey strokes me, but one day he got on his knees in front of me and stroked me. He said something about it being easier that way – or less awkward - or something like that. I wasn't paying that much attention, and didn't care what position he was in as long as he made me cum.

While he was stoking me I had my eyes closed, thinking about naked girls, and imagining one of them stroking me off. When I came I felt something different, and opened my eyes to find that Joey had my cock in his mouth.

"What the hell?" I said.

"I just wondered what it tasted like," he said, sounding like it was a completely normal thing to do, strange as it was.

"Well," I asked, "What does it taste like?"

"Definitely NOT like chicken!" Joey said, "In fact it isn't like anything else I can think off – you should try it and see."

"No thanks," I said, "But thanks for the handjob – you really do good work."

I thought it was getting a little weird with Joey, but didn't want to piss him off – I really valued his handjobs. I didn't think anything more about it, but the next day it got even weirder. Joey knelt before me and stroked me to erection and then said, "Since I've already had you in my mouth already, I might as well suck you off."

Now that was REALLY gay, but as long as I was on the receiving end I was fine with it – in fact, more than fine with it. Joey sucked me and gave me the best climax I had ever had. I told him I really liked it and he was welcomed to do it any time he wanted.

"You can suck me if you like," Joey said.

"Thanks, but that's not for me," I said, "But I sure love it when you do it!"

From that time on Joey sucked me off, and I liked it much better than the handjobs, but began to wonder about Joey.

"You suck me really well," I said to Joey.

"Thank you," he said, "I try to please."

"I'll bet you've sucked other guys too," I said, "You really seem to know what you're doing."

"I have sucked other guys," Joey said.

That was all we said about it for a while. I never said anything about it being gay, or anything to imply that his sucking me was anything but normal, but I was kind of curious about how he ever got started doing it – it wasn't exactly what every growing boy hopes to do.

So one day I asked, "Do other guys suck as well as you do?"

Joey paused and then replied, "I suppose some do – I'm sure it varies – would you like to try being sucked by someone else?"

"I don't know," I said, "I really like your work, but was just wondering."

"Then you should come to Suck Club," Joey said.

"Suck Club?" I asked, "What the hell is that?"

"Just a group of guys who like to suck," explained Joey, "We get together on Saturday nights to suck guys who want it."

"I never heard of such a thing," I said, "Are there a lot of guys in Suck Club?"

"We have a couple of dozen I think," replied Joey, "but not everyone shows up each Saturday – maybe 5-10."

"Well, I don't suck," I said.

"You don't have to," Joey assured me, "You can be a feeder – we need guys like you."

This was getting weirder and weirder, so I just let it drop and enjoyed Joey's mouth.

Over the next few days I kept thinking about it – the idea that a bunch of guys who love to give blowjobs could be available to me sounded really amazing. Some might even suck better than Joey, and that I'd like to try!

The next time I was with Joey I asked him about going to Suck Club and he said I could come next Saturday, and told me the time and address.

On Saturday at 7pm I arrived at the Suck Club address. Joey said it varied, depending on who had a house to themselves that day. I was invited in and taken to a recreation room, where I saw a bunch of naked guys who were sucking each other or clothed guys like me. Joey got their attention and introduced me. He told me that since it was my first time, each of the guys would take turns sucking me for about two minutes each to show me their approach. Afterward I could choose who I wanted to finish the job. Joey declined to participate so I could just experience new mouths.

What followed was incredible! The suckers got on their knees next to each other and I put my cock in the first mouth, who did his best to make me cum while Joey kept track of the time. After two minutes I pulled out and moved to the next guy. I sure wanted to cum, but also wanted to try them all, so I did my best to avoid cumming. I thought of anything but sex, but those mouths kept taking me to the very edge. In one case I pulled out early because I was ready to shoot.

After the last sucker I told them that they all were great, and then picked the guy who I had pulled out of early to finish with. In less than two minutes I shot my load into his mouth, and he thanked me and swallowed.

I was offered a comfortable chair and a beer, which I graciously accepted. I watched in wonder as other feeders like myself were drained, and some of the suckers 69'd together. Though I was soft, one of the suckers asked if he could hold my cock in his mouth and I agreed.

He just gently sucked me, which felt great. In less than half an hour I was ready again, and I let the guy who was sucking me have my load. I thought for sure that I was done for the night, but Joey convinced me to just relax, have another beer, and let him hold my cock in his mouth. I enjoyed my beer as I watched all the sucking going on. Of course the guys being sucked loved it, but the suckers seemed to love it just as much – if not more.

What could the sucker get out of it? It just didn't seem to make sense. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but after a while Joey had me ready, and he sucked me off for the third time in about an hour. This time my balls hurt a little after I came, which meant that I was now completely drained. I thanked Joey and went home. For the next couple days I kept thinking about how much fun the suckers were having, and wondering what it was like for them.

Then I surprised myself when Joey was sucking me. I normally thought about naked girls when he sucked me, but this time I was thinking about sucking cocks and them cumming in my mouth.

When I came it kind of brought me back down to reality, and afterward I wondered why I would have been thinking such things. However, that pattern continued every time Joey sucked me.

Then it progressed to my thinking about it sitting in school and getting aroused from it. I knew I was straight, but why was I having such gay thoughts – and getting aroused from them!?

At first I kept this from Joey, but in time I realized that I really wanted to suck a cock, so the next time I was with Joey I asked him, "What's it like to suck a cock?"

"It's not something anyone can explain," he said, "You just have to try it – you want to?"

"I don't know," I said, "I guess I'm just curious."

"You can suck me any time you want," Joey said.

"Thanks," I replied, "Maybe later."

I let Joey get to work sucking me and found myself thinking about sucking him! What was worse was that in my fantasy I really wanted him to cum in my mouth, and when he finally did, that pushed me over the edge and I came in his mouth!

I felt really shaken by that experience and felt something had been controlling my thoughts.

"You want to suck me now?" asked Joey.

"Not this time," I said.

From that time on I found myself repeating the desire to suck Joey and cumming just as he would unload in my mouth, and then having second thoughts.

Finally I decided that I just had to try it, but had to do it before I came. The next time we were together I said, "Let me suck you first, okay?"

Joey smiled and dropped his pants and I got on my knees.

I had never paid any attention to another guy's cock before, but as Joey's cock bobbed just inches from my face I couldn't help thinking how nice it looked. I opened my mouth and took him in and somehow it just felt right. I can't really describe the feeling well, but it just seemed like his cock BELONGED in my mouth. I know it sounds crazy but that's how it felt.

I moved my tongue around his cock and traced the contour of the head and the ridge around it. I remembered how good it felt when Joey moved his tongue around on the underside of my cock head, so I tried to do that as well. I realized that I was now fully hard, and it finally dawned on me that this was what was truly right for me – that I was really supposed to be a sucker.

I did my best for Joey and soon he rewarded my efforts with his strong tasting load. Joey was right – it was strong tasting, and unlike anything else. It had the singular taste of a man's orgasm and I knew I wanted more.

Joey pulled out and I swallowed, as I knew I should.

"You sure that was your first time?" Joey asked.

"Scout's honor!" I said, "I never did it before – I just tried to do what you did for me."

"Well you did it really well!" Joey assured me, "And I can tell you really liked doing it."

I nodded, not sure whether to feel shame or pride. I knew I just did a very gay thing, but maybe gay is really normal after all. Society had a lot of things really screwed up – maybe this was one of them. But I knew I had to keep this secret.

"Please Joey," I said, "Not a word to anyone."

"No problem," Joey replied, "I won't tell a soul."

Joey sucked me off and I came really quickly, but when I did I had those second thoughts again.

For the next few days I sucked Joey and then he sucked me. I didn't dare let him suck me first, or I might not be in the mood to suck him.

One day Joey suggested that we 69, and I agreed. He had me lay on my back on the bed and climbed on top. I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt sucking him as he was sucking me. I just hoped that he would cum first, but soon I was overwhelmed and unloaded in his mouth. I wanted to just get away, but I couldn't. His hard cock was in my mouth and his body held me down as he shot is hot seed into my mouth. This time I felt really bad, and I felt like I'd done something very wrong.

Joey noticed that I seemed different and we talked about it. He said that many beginning suckers had a "change of heart" when they cum, and it was something that would get better with practice. I told Joey that I didn't like it, and wanted to get over it as soon as possible, and we agreed that we would continue to 69 and he would hold off cumming until after I did.

It took nearly two weeks of my feeling shame after cumming, but then it started to normalize, and it was like I was finally accepting myself as a cocksucker. Yes, I was a cocksucker and proud of it!

I asked Joey if I could join the Suck Club and he told me I could, and explained that he had started the Suck Club, and that all the suckers were guys that he used to suck, before they decided to become cocksuckers themselves.

I would have never thought that a guy could turn a straight guy gay by just giving a good blowjob, but that's the way it happened with me. Now I go to Suck Club every Saturday and have a small group of "regulars" I suck, and I know it’s the right thing for me.

  To be continued . . .

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