I'm Ed, a fourteen-year-old guy who secretly wanted to suck cocks – until a dildo changed everything! Okay, I better explain this a bit. I had long fantasized about cocksucking and regularly jacked off to gay porn on the internet, but never had the courage to act on my desires. Our society has become more accepting over the years – at least outwardly, but under the facade of civility lies the age-old biggotry, and I've seen too many guys who were openly gay picked on mercilessly, so I decided to stay safely in the closet and just enjoy my kinky fantasies.

Now here's the part where the dildo comes in – I enjoy walking through the woods, and we have a number of parks nearby with paved walkways. I was walking along a path one day and up ahead I saw something that looked pink in some sort of package. As I approached, I could see that it was a rubber dildo, still unopened in it's package! Why it was there is a mystery – perhaps someone bought it and then felt ashamed and threw it out – who knows for sure? Anyway, I quickly picked it up and examined it closely. It was very life-like, and about six inches long and about an inch in a quarter in diameter. There were balls, but that didn't interest me.

For years I'd wondered what it would feel like to have a cock in my mouth, and now I was about to find out. I realized that I'd be completely humiliated if anyone saw me with this, so I tried to conceal it. It was too big to fit in my pants pocket, but luckily, I saw a plastic grocery bag blowing along in the wind and quickly picked it up. I put the dildo in it and returned home, anxious to experiment with my new toy.

I knew that these dildos were intended for the ass, and maybe I would get to that someday, but my main interest was sucking. As soon as I got home I removed the packaging and threw it out. I took the dildo inside and into the bathroom where I washed it in the sink, and then dried it.

My usual jack-off fantasy was cocksucking, often assisted with gay porn. But I had no such porn in the bathroom and badly needed to cum, so I stroked myself to erection, looking at the dildo and imagining it was a real cock waiting for my mouth. Once I was hard I brought the dildo to my mouth and took it in. At first the taste was a bit odd – I knew a real cock wouldn't taste like that, but I had to make do with what I had. I ran my tongue around the contour, imagining a real cock and if seems so right in my mouth. If only it was a real cock with a real guy ready to cum in my mouth!

Soon I came, much more strongly than I usually do. I took the dildo out of my mouth and washed it, and carefully hid it in my room. I knew we were going to become great friends!

From that day on I sucked the dildo every chance I got. My favorite was at bedtime, when it was dark and I could lay on my side with the dildo in my mouth, imagining that I was sucking a guy standing next to the bed. My fantasies sometimes got very elaborate, sometimes imagining dozens of guys lined up waiting for my mouth. Crazy, I know, but it got me off!

My brother, Mark, is a senior in high school. He had no idea of my secret perversion and I didn't dare let him know. He was a real macho type and was active in martial arts. He worked out in the basement and had a large punching bag (called a "heavy bag") hanging from the ceiling, where he practiced his punches and kicks. I normally got home from school about an hour before Mark and would jack-off then. One day I was down in the basement and noticed that the heavy bag was about as big around as a man's waist and had a kinky idea.

I ran up to my room and brought down a pair of jeans and found that I could slip the jeans on and the legs were just a little from the floor – just the same orientation as a real man would have. The jeans were a little loose, so I went back to my room and brought down a belt and my dildo. The belt tightend the jeans nicely in place. I unzipped them and tucked the balls end of the dildo in. The balls held them in place, leaving the cock part sticking out in a very erotic manner!

I stripped down and knelt before it, just as I longed to do before a real man. I sucked the dildo as I stroked and had a wonderful climax! This was the best way to cum and I planned to do it that way as often as possible.

I couldn't do it on weekends because my parents were home, but on school days my parents didn't get home until five, so I had at least an hour after getting home from school before Mark came home – plenty of time for me to enjoy some simulated cocksucking until I cum.

I did so every school day for the next few weeks, and everything went perfectly. One day I was delayed getting home from school and only had 20 mintutes to spare before Mark would come home, but I didn't want to miss my jack-off. I began stripping as soon as I got in the door and ran up to my room to get my jeans and dildo. Rushing down to the basement I set it up and got into position. With the dildo filling my mouth I began to stroke, loving every moment of it.

"You fuckin' faggot!" I heard, startling me. It was Mark, and he was home early – early on the one day I was running late!

"Wait 'til Mom and Dad hear about this – you're really screwed!

"Please," I pleaded. I knew that Mom would be really disappointed in me but Dad would probably kill me.

"What's in it for me if I don't?" Mark asked menacingly.

"I don't know," I said, "What do you want?"

Mark unzipped and took out his cock and said, "Show me if you're any good at this!"

As much as I wanted to suck a real cock, this was NOT the way I wanted it to go, but it didn't look like I had a choice, so I took him into my mouth and sucked him like my life depended on it. He immediately started moaning and in few minutes he blasted his load into my mouth.

My first taste of cum was a complete surprise. I hadn't known what to expect but it was a very strong taste – now that I finally tasted it I swallowed it without hesitation.

"You're a pretty damn good cocksucker, faggot," Mark said, "Maybe I won't tell – but put your perverted stuff away!"

I quickly removed the jeans and dildo and took them up to my room. Still naked, I returned to pick up the clothing I had shed and got dressed and returned to my room. Soon Mark came to my room and said, "Here's the deal – you blow me any time I want you to and we'll keep this between us," he said. I quickly agreed, knowing it was a pretty good deal.

For the next few weeks I blew Mark nearly every day, until one day the deal changed. Mark came home with two friends, Greg and Terry. He ordered me to blow them as well. I'm sure he thought he was humiliating me further, but it was what I wanted. I wanted to suck a variety of cocks, not just one, so I quickly agreed, but made it look like I was reluctant.

"From now on you blow all of us, and anyone else we tell you to. From now on, anyone you suck may order you to suck others, and you must obey. If I hear that you fail to do so, Mom and Dad will find out about you – understand?"

I nodded and asked if there were others he wanted me to blow. Mark smiled and handed me a list and told me to contact them and offer them blowjobs. The list had seven names – all guys I knew. I knew it would be embarrassing to approach them, but I had no choice. Given all this, I found it strangely exciting. I put the list in my pocket and promised to begin contacting them today. Mark just smiled and said, "That's a good faggot – go now and take care of it."

I was able to contact five of the seven guys and blew two of them that evening. I made appointments to blow the other three tomorrow. Over the next few days I caught up with the remaining two and blew them as well. As I thought about it, I realized that while Mark thinks he is in charge, he has actually empowered me.

By making me offer blowjobs to these guys I found the strength to overcome my fear. I had been afraid that others would know I was a cocksukcer, but now I am confident in offering blowjobs and glad to give them. I played along with Mark so he wouldn't make trouble for me at home, but revelled in the joy of blowing more and more guys all the time – it was a cocksucker's dream!

  To be continued . . .

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