I'm Mike, a fifteen-year-old boy – horny like most boys, but I belong to a circle-jerk club, and we meet almost every day after school. It started out with Joey, my next-door neighbor, and his friend Tim. Joey had a garage that was separate from the house, with a loft overhead that he and his Dad finished off when he was much younger. Joey had always wanted a tree house, but there weren't any suitable trees nearby, so the loft became his tree house. In fact, we called it the tree house for years afterward.

We would go up to the tree house, where Joey had some girlie magazines stashed. We would pass them around as we stroked, and they would "inspire" us to cum. After a while we cautiously invited other boys to join us, until we had eight. That made it crowded in the tree house, but we didn't need much room for what we were doing. One day one of the boys – I don't recall who, suggested that we stroke each other, which seemed kind of weird at first, but once we tried it, we really loved it.

It felt so much better when someone else was stroking my cock, and I actually liked handling other cocks as well. I made a point of stroking different guys so I got to know all their cocks. The girlie magazines were hot, but sometimes it was the cocks that excited me the most, but I didn't let anybody know.

One day Joe, a new boy joined our group, and it was obvious from the start that he loved cocks. I tried to be discrete and would usually wait until a boy asked me to stroke him, usually saying something like, "How about a little help here, Mike?" That would be my cue to finish him off, but I tried to never seem too interested.

Joe was different – it was clear that he was interested. A couple of times he gave two handjobs at once while we all watched with interest. Then he crossed a line that changed everything. While he was stroking a guy he leaned over and took the cock into him mouth. The guy he was sucking just gasped and then said, "Oh yeah!" and Joe sucked him off.

To our amazement, he even swallowed. The guy he had just blown said, "That was the best!", and all the other guys begged to be next.

We all watched Joe blow each of us, and we now had become a suck group. It was like heaven on earth for us – we had never had such a wonderful time!

For the rest of the week, Joe sucked us all off, but never asked anyone to return the favor. That was just as well, because nobody wanted to, except I found the possibility interesting – I even thought about it when I was jacking off.

Our group was smaller on the weekend because a lot of the boys had to do things with their families. On Monday at school, Tim came up to Joey and I and said, "Hear about Joe?"

We said we hadn't, and he went on, "There was something about him on Facebook, and now everyone is calling him Homo Joe."

That didn't sound good, so I looked for Joe to find out for sure. He was sitting by himself when we went up to him and asked about it. "Yeah," he said, "Some ass hole exposed me and now everybody knows."

Just then a kid we didn't know passed by and said, "Hey Homo Joe!"

Joe blushed red, and I felt sorry for him, but I told Joey that we should keep our distance, so we wouldn't get caught up in the mess. I asked around and someone sent me the link to the Facebook posting. I went to it and there was a very explicit picture of Joe with a cock in his mouth. It must have been taken in the tree house with a cell phone. I looked at it carefully and was relieved that nobody else could be seen. Who could have done this?

It was a rough day for Joe and he went home "sick" after lunch. As it turned out, his life was never the same as he got picked on all the time. Teachers didn't get involved, but they often looked the other way, and some might say things like "I just don't know why he would be like that."

Now that we had lost our cocksucker the group just wasn't the same. We talked about finding another sucker but nobody knew where to find one. We talked about who could have done it and we knew that someone from our group had to have taken the pictures, but everyone denied it.

Then one day the police came to school and arrested Jason, one of the guys from our group. The had traced the Facebook posting back to him and arrested him for violating the child pornography laws. Jason was no longer in our group, which actually put us more at ease, since we knew we no longer had a traitor in the group. But we still didn't have a cocksucker.

One of the guys suggested that we take turns sucking each other off, and said we might draw cards to see who went first. We did, and Ed was selected, but he said he just couldn't do it. He was all apologies, but just wouldn't suck.

"I guess we're out of luck unless somebody volunteers," said one guy, but nobody was in a hurry to volunteer.

I really liked the group better when we were a suck group, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to be the sucker. At the next meeting I volunteered, "I'm willing to suck first, just to get things started, but if I do I want you guys to promise to do it afterward."

Everyone seemed to agree that it was good idea for me to start, but we had difficulty in determining who would go next. I said, "Well, lets see if we can agree on the suck sequence."

Everyone wanted to go first, so we drew cards and established an order for everyone but me. Then I said, "How about this – I suck the first guy, and then he sucks the next one, and so on until you cum. Then the last one sucks me."

They all seemed to think that was fair, so, I started sucking Greg, the first guy. It was far better than I could ever have expected. His cock felt just right in my mouth. As my tongue explored the contours of Greg's cock he moaned with pleasure. I really had no idea what I was doing, but it seemed to be working, and soon Greg's cock pumped his hot load into my eager mouth. It was strong tasting, and very different, but kind of good. I simply thought of it as the taste of a guy.

I swallowed Greg's cum and he thanked me and said he had to catch his breath before continuing. After a few minutes, Ed, who was next in line said, "Okay Greg, your turn to suck," and approached him with his cock out.

"I can't do it!" Greg insisted, defiantly.

"What do you mean you can't?" demanded Ed, "You promised."

"Fuck you," said Greg, and he left the tree house.

The group was silent for a bit, and then Ed said, "Mike, would you do me, then I'll suck the next guy?

"I shouldn't have to just because Greg wimped out," I said.

"No," said Greg, "But you did do a good job, and it will keep the party going."

I agreed, appearing reluctant at first, but secretly wanting to all along.

I sucked Ed and his cock in my mouth felt just as good, and I began to want to suck all the guys.

When Ed came, his load was also strong, but actually tasted better than Greg’s, and I gladly swallowed.

After Ed caught his breath he said, "That was great, but now I don't think I can do it."

We talked it over and it seemed that before cumming, all the guys were willing to suck the next buy, but after they came it was different.

Then Joey said, "Mike, why don't you just suck the rest of us – you seem to be pretty good at it."

"Okay, I will this time," I said, "But next time one of you is the cocksucker."

They all agreed, and I sucked each of the rest of them, loving every moment of it, but pretending to just be doing them a favor. After I finished all the boys I said, "What about me? – don't I get anything for sucking you guys?"

Joey said, "I'll give you a handjob, and next time you can get the first blowjob." That seemed reasonable and I let Joey jack me off, enjoying the manly taste still in my mouth.

That night I jacked-off, replaying the group suck back in my head and cumming quickly. I knew it wasn't the "normal" thing for a guy to do, but I really loved it!

The next day our group met and I asked who was going to suck today. The group was silent and I insisted that someone volunteer to suck today – still nothing. Finally Joey said, "Mike, you did such a good job yesterday – why don't you just continue – I think you enjoyed it, at least a little bit."

It turned out that I enjoyed it a LOT, and I wanted to suck them all again and again, but sure didn't want to let them know, so I acted reluctant. "If I do this, how do I know you'll keep it secret?"

"What Jason did was stupid," said Joey, "And he ruined things for Joe and the rest of us – and he ended up in Juvenile – none of us are going to repeat that!"

"But you guys all need to promise that you won't even tell anyone else," I insisted.

They all agreed that only group members would know, and I agreed to suck them for now, until they found someone else. I was agreeing to be their temporary cocksucker, but I was pretty sure I'd be doing it for a long time.

If we had remained a circle-jerk group, it would probably have disbanded after a year, but as a suck group it just kept on going. Some guys left because they moved away, and new guys were added, and they all had to swear to keep my secret. By the time we were seniors the group had grown to fifteen, and we couldn't fit in the tree house any more, so we found other places, like the garage or out in the woods. Over time, the group kind of dissolved and I was just giving individual blowjobs. Each guy I blew was responsible for finding a safe place, and all did. Some in their rooms, some in their cars, and occasionally in rest rooms, though that was kind of risky.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that my secret never got out to the school – only the guys I sucked knew – I suppose they valued my work so much and didn't want to ruin a good thing!

Now, many years later I have a couple dozen regulars, but things have slowed down a bit. I usually only get a few blowjobs a day, and love every second of it. Only Joey is left of the original group, and I really treasure his friendship. The suck group really changed my life, and much for the better!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)