First Taste of Cum Part 216    
          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.


Nudist Neighbor

    I'm Perry, a middle school guy who has been fascinated by the male body – especially the cock and balls. I love to look at male porn on the internet and it provides me lots of jack-off material. I know it's a pretty gay thing to do, but it's all private – I've never done anything with anyone else until recently.

In gym class I had to be careful in the shower to not let anyone see my erection – I just couldn't help getting aroused around all those naked guys. I was very cautious – until our new neighbor arrived.

His name was Mark and moved in next door. His back yard was completely fenced in, giving lots of privacy, which I soon found he put to good use. Mark loved to walk around outside naked, which I discovered because I could see into his yard from my second floor bedroom window. He did it very regularly for about an hour after school each day, and I began to watch from my window and jack-off. He jacked-off as well, which made it especially hot for me.

As time went on I found myself wanting to take a closer look, so I snuck over to his place and peeked through where the gate closed to the fence. There was a crack less than an inch wide, but it gave me a great view. The only problem was that I was outdoors and couldn't jack-off, so I watched for a while and went home to jack-off.

One day I felt really bold – perhaps because I felt so aroused. I slowly pushed the gate open and walked inside, approaching Mark. At first he didn't see me, allowing me to get much closer, but then he turned and in a startled voice said, "What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Sorry to intrude," I said, "But I think you have a really nice body and wanted to get a closer look."

That seemed to put him at ease and he said, "Okay then, look all you want – I'm Mark."

"I'm Perry and I live next door," I replied, "I've been watching you from my room and wanted to get a closer look – you got a really nice cock – may I touch it?" This was really bold for me, but as aroused as I was, I just wasn't my usual self.

"Go ahead," Mark replied, approaching me.

I took his cock in my hand and loved the feel of it. I had never felt another guy's cock before and I loved the way it felt, growing as I fondled it.

"Have a seat and get a closer look," Mark said. I sat down in one of the lawn chairs, which put his cock at eye level. As I stroked it Mark drew closer and pressed his cock head to my lips.

"Suck it," he said, and without further thought my mouth opened. I had never planned on anything like this, but there I was, Marks cock in my mouth, my nose pressed to his pubic hairs. I was surprised at how good he felt in my mouth, and I found that I really liked it. Mark told me about exploring the contours of his cock with my tongue and how to work on the really sensitive areas.

Without warning he began to shoot his hot load into my mouth. It surprised me, but I should have expected it – what else was likely to happen when sucking a cock? The taste was really surprising as well. Very strong and unlike anything I had ever experienced. I found that I kind of liked it and hoped that it wasn't toxic.

"Swallow," Mark said, "It's good for you."

I swallowed his load, hoping he was right. "That was great!" he said, "You can come back for more any time!"

I thanked him and went back home. I locked myself in the bathroom and proceeded to jack off feverishly. I just had the hottest experience of my life, and wanted much, much more.

Mark really liked my work, so he welcomed me back every day after school. That worked out well while the weather was good, but as winter approached we couldn't do it outdoors any more. Since Marks parents worked and didn't get home until six, we had plenty of time, so I sucked him in various rooms. We made of point of doing every room of the house, and I loved every moment of it.

One day it was unseasonably warm and Mark wanted to be naked in the back yard, so that's where I blew him. But when I got home I found that my father was home early from work and said, "We have to talk."

He'd never said that before, so I started to worry. My grades were fine and I didn't know of any trouble I was in from school, so I had no idea what was coming.

"About what?" I asked.

"About your hobby," he said. I flew drones and enjoyed hiking, but I couldn't imagine what he was getting at.

"I saw what you were doing next door," Dad said, "Do you do it a lot?"

"I guess so," I said. I wasn't a very convincing liar, so I didn't even try to tell him it was my first time.

"Do you suck a lot of different guys>=?" he asked.

"No," I replied, "Mark is the only one."

"That's good," he said, "You could get a bad reputation if you did a lot of guys – you know – word gets around. So why do you do it?"

I paused before answering, not knowing what answer would be best to give. FInally, I replied, "I really like doing it."

"That's kind of hard for me to wrap my head around," Dad responded, "But you certainly seemed to be enjoying yourself."

I knew I'd been caught doing something I probably shouldn't have, but my father didn't seem really upset, so I asked, "Am I in trouble?"

"Not yet," he said, "But you could be if you aren't very careful. Guys who suck often like to suck multiple guys, and that can be trouble – you need to only suck guys you can trust to protect your secret."

"I understand Dad," I said, "I know it would be a disgrace if this became public, so I'll be very careful.

"You better," he said, "If word gets out, we'd have to move to another town, and I have no idea how your mother would take it – being so religious and all."

"So are you any good at it?" he asked.

"I guess so," I responded.

"Then show me," Dad said, standing up and unzipping. I got on my knees as he took his cock out. I opened my mouth and took him in and did my very best for him. If he was going to know me as a cocksucker, it would be as a very good one! Soon he was fully hard, and much bigger than Mark. I couldn't take his entire cock into my mouth, but just sucked the head and the next few inches. I applied my very best techniques, and soon Dad rewarded me with his hot load.

"Damn!" he said, "You ARE GOOD! I'd heard that guys give the best blowjobs, but now I know – at least you do!"

This was a really strange situation, but I felt a sense of pride, gratefully swallowing Dad's load. "I'll be coming back for more from time to time," he said.

"Glad to help," I replied, glad to have gotten through getting caught so easily.

"I know that sooner or later you're gonna blow other guys – just be careful," he said, zipping up, "If you get outed I'll deny knowing you were a cocksucker, and your mother will skin you alive!"

I decided to heed his advice, and didn't look for anyone else to blow, at least for now.

From that day on I continued to blow Mark nearly every day, and my Dad a couple of times a week. I liked the variety and began to wonder what it would be like to blow others. I knew that Dad would tell me not to, but I really wanted to find out – but how? Especially, how to blow others and still keep my secret?

I continued to blow only Mark and my Dad, but kept thinking about what it would be like to blow other guys. I was cautious, until one day I gave in to my desires. I was in the showers after gym class and all but one of the guys had finished, leaving only Jim and myself.

Jim stood right next to me and said, "I saw you looking at my cock."

"No I wasn't," I protested.

"Bullshit!" was Jim's reply, "I think you're a cocksucker and I want a blowjob!"

"I don't think so," I said, but Jim was determined.

Jim put his hands on my shoulders, and said, "On your knees, cocksucker."

As much as I didn't dare do this, I found that his command wasn't something I could resist and dropped to my knees and opened my mouth. Soon Jim was in my mouth and I knew this was a huge risk. We were the only ones in the shower but others could come by and see at any time!

Jim put his hands on my head and pushed in and out of my mouth. This was different for me, and I soon learned that it was called face fucking, but it felt like an oral rape and was strangely exciting. He saw that I was hard and said, "Yeah, take that, you cocksucking faggot!"

It only took a couple of minutes before he came hand held my head and said, "Swallow, faggot!"

I loved swallowing, but somehow liked this strange scenario with Jim in charge.

I swallowed and he pulled out, saying, "That was pretty good for your first time, but I'll give you plenty of practice."

"Please don't tell anyone," I begged, relieved that nobody else had seen us.

"You better do what I tell you then," Jim said, and I quickly agreed.

Jim left the shower and I finished washing up. Excited but scared by such a close call.

I dried off and got dressed, being the last one out of the shower. I got to my next class late, but the teacher was pretty easy going and didn't even mark me tardy.

After school I went to Marks and enjoyed sucking him. I realized that sucking Jim was exciting, but it was a foolish risk that I shouldn't have taken. I hoped he would keep my secret.

The next day at school Jim approached me with two of his friends, Ed and Marty. "My friends want to try your mouth out," Jim said.

"You said you wouldn't tell anyone," I shot back.

"I never promised that," Jim said, "But if you don't cooperate the whole school could know."

He had me there, and there was something about his commanding nature that really took hold of me. "When and where?" was my response.

"After school," Jim said – meet us out front.

All day I thought about blowing Jim and his friends, but was a little scared – where would they want me to do it? I hoped that it would be someplace private but knew that Jim would make the choices. I really didn't understand what was happening to me, but somehow Jim being in charge was even more exciting than the blowjob itself.

After school I met Jim and his friends, and we walked to the parking lot. Marty had a van with no windows on the side or back. There was a mattress in the back and Jim told me to undress, while he and Marty got into the front, leaving Ed in back with me. Ed lay on the mattress and took out his cock.

"Now suck Ed and do a good job," Jim commanded and I got right to work. Kneeling over Ed, naked in a strange van left me feeling very vulnerable, and I knew I had no choice in the matter, which made it strangely more exciting.

I sucked Ed as Marty drove, and soon he gave me his load, which I gratefully swallowed. Marty had arrived at a local roadside park and had waited for me to finish sucking Ed.

Suddenly the side door slid open and Jim ordered, "Get out!"

"Like this?" I protested, not wanting to go out naked.

"Damn right like that, faggot!" Jim said.

I reluctantly obeyed, knowing that it wasn't my choice. I was naked in a public place and scared to death! Fortunately, we were the only ones there, and they took me to a path that led into the woods. I was glad that I would soon be in a more private place.

"Wait, let's do this out in the open," said Jim, "On your knees faggot."

Like it or not, I had to obey. I dropped to my knees in full view of anyone who drove by to see. Marty unzipped and gave me his cock. I focused on blowing him, which took my mind off my exposed condition. Jim took pictures with his cell phone, but I just concentrated on my work. Soon Marty came in my mouth. He wiped the last drop of cum from his cock head on my cheek, while Jim continued to take pictures.

Now it was Jim's turn but this time he didn't face fuck me. Instead, he said, "You do the work this time."

I did and from time to time he would say, "Look up at me," and snap a picture of his cock in my mouth. I had no idea what was going to happen with the pictures, but that wasn't my decision. Jim came and told me to go back to the van and get dressed.

"You follow orders pretty well," Jim said, as we drove back, "Check your email later tonight."

When we got back I went right home and called Mark, explaining that I had been delayed. I went right over to his place and sucked him off, then came home and jacked-off. With four loads in my belly and lots of memories I came very quickly.

After dinner I checked my email and saw one from Jim. I opened it and he said, "I hope you like the way I've displayed your talent." There was a link, which I clicked.

I was horrified to see a web page titled, "Perry, My Personal Cocksucker"

There was some text saying that I was a faggot who would do whatever I was told and inviting others to contact him to arrange to use me. Worse yet, were a number of pictures of Jim's cock in my mouth.

There was a link that said, "See Perry in Action". I clicked on it and saw that Jim had made of video of me blowing Marty. I was really scared now – with my secret out on the internet, who knew how many others would know?

The next day I confronted Jim and he told me that the website was private, but he didn't like the attitude I was giving him, so he would tell a few of my friends about me. That shut me up right away.

Before the end of the day three of my friends approached me and said they looked forward to me sucking them. I quickly agreed, and hoped that they were the only ones Jim had told. I had them all over to my place after school and blew them, swearing each to secrecy.

It turned out that one of my "friends" couldn't keep a secret, and soon word spread throughout the school.

In just a few days guys I didn't know were approaching me for blowjobs. I had to agree, and did them whenever we could find a private place.

One day in the showers some guys approached me, and I dropped to my knees. Since everyone already seemed to know, why not? By the time I sucked them off everyone else wanted to get in on it, so I sucked the entire class. As horny teens, they all came very quickly, so it didn't take long. Afterward my stomach felt uneasy, like I was going to throw up. I realized that I had swallowed a lot of cum – maybe fifteen loads. I had never had a problem swallowing cum before, but this time there was a lot. I hoped I wouldn't have a problem.

For the next few weeks I was constantly in fear that my secret being out would be a problem. I knew of some guys who got picked on, but aside from a few crude remarks, I had no problem. I suppose I was providing a valued service, so they treated me okay.

Somehow it seemed that the only people at school who knew were guys who wanted blowjobs, which was okay with me. As an only child, I had no siblings at school, so there was nobody to tell them. I went all the way through high school as the school cocksucker, without a word getting to my family.

In time I grew to tolerate large volumes of cum, since I had lots of practice! I always had plenty of guys to blow!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)