I'm Dave, a thirteen-year-old guy who got propositioned by a text message. I consider myself straight but was asked to do something that no straight guy would ever do. I was at school when I received the message: "Want to be my suck buddy?"

I was shocked and replied, "Who is this?" I got the following: "Jon – I just want to get to know you – please don't block me."

I would normally block anyone sending me an unwanted message, but my class was really boring, so I decided to kill some time texting:

Me: Why shouldn't I block you?
Jon: If you do you might miss out on something really special
Me: Okay, so what exactly is a suck buddy?
Jon: If you were my suck buddy, you'd suck my cock and we'd be great friends.
Me: I already have plenty of friends.
Jon: Not like me – how old are you?
Me: 13, you?
Jon: I'm 17, and can teach you a lot

Hmmm. Interesting idea – older guys often don't want anything to do with kids my age. I could learn a lot, but sucking his cock? I don't think so.

Me: Maybe you could teach me, but I'm not a cocksucker
Jon: At least not yet – why not give it a try?
Me: Why should I?
Jon: Guys who do it really love it – give me your email address and I'll send you details

I sent him my email. What could he possibly send me that would change my mind?

Jon: Check your email when you get home
Me: Okay

That was all for now. That sure was an unusual way to pass the time, but it was a lot less boring than class. His offer didn't interest me, but it was kind of entertaining to discuss it. I wondered what Jon could possibly email me that would be of interest.

When I got home I checked my email and read Jon's email. He just said he hoped to get to know me, and asked me to check out a web link. I clicked on it and it was a video of a guy giving a blowjob. I'd seen plenty of vids and pics of women giving blowjobs, but never of a guy. My first inclination was to close it, but I noticed that the sucker really seemed to be enjoying himself. Of course the guy who was getting sucked was having a good time, but what was in it for the sucker? I watched with interest as he eagerly sucked one cock, and then another. What could possibly be that good?

I had no interest in doing it, but wondered what the attraction was. I got my phone out and texted Jon.

Me: I just watched the video
Jon: What do you think about it?
Me: The sucker seemed to really be enjoying himself – what's in it for him?
Jon: Guys who suck really enjoy making guys cum and swallowing their load.
Me: They like guys to cum in their mouths?
Jon: Yes – they love the taste and can't get enough.
Me: The guy I watched sure seemed to want it.
Jon: Ready to find out for yourself?
Me: No thanks
Jon: You seem pretty open-minded, and that's great – would you try something for me?
Me: What?
Jon: Stroke your cock while watching the video – see if that helps you see it differently
Me: I'll give it a try, but I'll be soft the whole time.

I restarted the video and took my cock out, just to see what would happen. My cock was soft as I expected, but to my surprise I began to harden. As I did, I stroked more and watched the video with interest. I had no idea if the sucker was hard, but he was so enthusiastic he must have been. I wondered how a guy could be aroused from sucking cock, and then realized that that I was fully hard while watching! Now that I was hard, I needed to finish, so I stroked as I watched the guy eagerly suck cock after cock, eagerly swallowing their loads.

I came with an unusually strong climax, shooting my load into a tissue. Then I felt ashamed about what I'd done. I never intended that watching it would make me cum. It left me shaken for a while. Fortunately, it passed quickly, leaving me curious as to how I could be aroused by something like that.

I had lots of homework to do, and that kept me busy throughout the evening. At bedtime, I stroked as usual. A nice jack-off at bedtime was a great way to help me get to sleep. I normally thought about girls, but this time I thought about the cocksucker I'd watched. I wondered what it was like getting sucked by a guy. I heard they give the best blowjobs, and soon I was fully hard. As I stroked, I imagined filling his mouth with my load – then without warning I found myself imagining myself doing the sucking! This was NOT what I wanted to be thinking about, but I found that I couldn't force the image out of my mind. Suddenly I came – once again very strongly.

Then the shame hit, and I wondered how I could possibly have cum thinking about sucking! I just told myself that the mind can do crazy things and tried to get to sleep. Soon the feeling was gone, and I drifted off to sleep.

Part way through the next morning I got heard from Jon again.

Jon: Did you do it?
Me: Yeah.
Jon: How did it go?
Me: Not so good – I came
Jon: What's not good about cumming?
Me: It made me think about doing it – ruining it for me.
Jon: It might seem that way, but what's really happening is your deep desires are coming out – that's a good sign
Me: How could that possibly be good?
Jon: Some guys go through life never knowing what they really want – you are finding out now.
Me: That isn't what I want at all – I'm not looking at that stuff again
Jon: Don't be so sure, but I don't want to pressure you – just keep an open mind.
Me: Have to go now – bye

I just couldn't continue this. Was I really gay deep down? I didn't like to even think about it. I didn't have anything against gays, but sure didn't want to be one. They sure took a lot of crap and didn't want to sign up for that!

When I got home, I found myself once again watching the blowjob video. Soon I was hard and eagerly stroking. When I began to think about being the sucker, I just went along with it. I imagined the joy the sucker was experiencing and wondered what it was like. I watched as he sucked to completion and then imagined a cock unloading into MY mouth! That put me over the edge, and I came immediately! Soon the shame hit me, but I refused to let it bother me. None of this was my fault, so there was no reason for me to be ashamed.

My brief struggle with shame was over, and I began to seriously wonder if I would enjoy sucking. I knew if I tried it, I'd be a cocksucker, and I couldn't take that back. That night I jacked off and started out thinking about sucking and my arousal mounted quickly. I wondered what it would be like to suck Jon and imagined him cumming in my mouth as I climaxed. I smiled and drifted off to sleep.

The next day I found myself thinking about cock at school. Mid-morning I got a text from Jon.

Jon: How ya doin?
Me: I came last night thinking about sucking
Jon: That's progress – how do you feel about it?
Me: I liked it, but feel like it's not right
Jon: That's normal – it may take a while to accept it – do you think you're ready to try it?
Me: No, but I did find myself wondering what it would be like to suck you.
Jon: Nice! Want me to send you a pic of my cock?
Me: No thanks – gotta go now

I sure didn't need that sort of temptation. This was all so new to me. I thought about it a lot, but was nervous about it – it was like something outside of me was taking over.

Throughout the day I kept thinking about Jon and really wanted to see his cock. I finally gathered the courage to text him back.

Me: Changed my mind – please send the pic.
Jon: Have one ready – will send soon.

Soon I saw another text coming in with a download. The message read "This is the way you would see it on your knees"

I waited eagerly as the image arrived. I quickly clicked on it and saw a Jon's cock. I quickly clicked off the phone display, fearing someone nearby would see. My heart was racing as I thought about the cock pic. I'd only caught a glimpse of it and knew I wanted to see more. At first, I thought I'd just wait until I got home, but I just couldn't wait. I raised my hand and asked to go to the boys room. My teacher gave me a pass and soon I was on my way. I went into a stall and latched the door. I looked at the picture – the head filled the screen. As Jon said, it was the head-on view I'd see if I was on my knees. I could only see part of the shaft, but the head was the "business end", so I imagined actually kneeling before Jon, parting my lips to take him in. I was fully hard without even touching myself. I began to stroke and imagined Jon's cock pumping into my mouth, and I quickly shot my load into the toilet.

I sat there, catching my breath and finally facing up to my desires. I put my phone back into my pocket and went back to class. I knew that sooner or later I was going to suck a cock and thought that Jon would be a good way to start. I couldn't wait to text him.

Me: Nice pic
Jon: Glad you like it, but you might like the real thing even more.
Me: Maybe, but I'm really nervous about this
Jon: Let's just meet at McDonalds and talk – no obligation, ok?

We agreed to meet at McDonalds today at 4pm. I wasn't sure what was going to happen, but it felt like I was taking a really big step – I hoped it was the right one.

I entered McDonalds and looked for Jon. I spotted him, wearing the red baseball cap and green shirt like he said. I nervously approached and he greeted me.

"I know this is a really big deal," he said, "And I want to make this as easy as I can for you. We don't have to do anything today – but we can if you want. For now let's just talk and see if I can put your mind at ease."

"Well, assuming I do this," I began, "What's involved?"

"It would mainly be sucking me," Jon said, "Unless you wanted to do other guys also."

"How often would you want it?" I asked.

"I jack off every day, but would much rather be sucked," Jon explained, "But if that's too often, we can do it as often as you are comfortable with."

"Where would you want me to do it?" I asked.

"There are lots of places you can suck," Jon continued, "But it could be at my place, or in my car, or any place you feel okay doing it."

"What if I try it and don't like it?" I asked.

"From what you've told me that isn't very likely," he replied, "But you can stop any time you like."

"If I do this, I don't want everybody to know," I said, "What's to keep my secret from getting out?"

"Well, I sure won't ruin a good thing by talking," Jon said, "And as long as you suck guys who aren't in your school, your secret should be safe."

"What's cum taste like?" I asked, realizing that there wasn't much more to talk about.

"I don't really know," Jon answered, "But I hear it's strong tasting and unlike anything else. Some guys don't like it at first but begin to like it with practice. Most guys swallow, but you can spit if you prefer – it's safe to swallow though."

"So, you don't mind if I spit then?" I asked.

"It's better if you swallow," Jon said, "But I'll leave it up to you. You can let me know if and when you are ready to try – no pressure."

I sure liked Jon not pressuring me. He seemed like a pretty good guy – the sort I would like anyway.

"I think I'm ready now," I said, "Where could we do it?"

"The men's room here is a perfect place," Jon replied, "I'll go in and go into the stall – it's big and secure. You wait a minute and then come in. If there is anyone else there, just pretend to take a leak until they leave. Otherwise, just come into the stall and latch the door behind you."

I agreed, and Jon went to the men's room. I watched the second hand on my watch, which seemed to be moving way too slowly. Finally, after a minute I went to the men's room. There was nobody else in sight, so I pushed open the stall door and went inside. My heart was racing – I'd never been in a stall with someone else.

Jon was standing in a corner. As he said, it was completely secure. The walls were made of ceramic block that went all the way to the floor. Where Jon stood nobody could tell what was going on. Jon motioned me to come to him and I dropped to my knees. "If anyone comes in just continue but be quiet." he said.

Jon unzipped and took out his cock. It was semi-hard and much bigger than my boy cock. He was almost a man and his cock showed it. I looked at it in wonder and took it into my hand. I'd never touched anyone else's cock before but really liked the way it felt – and responded. I soon had his cock at full attention, just inches from my mouth.

"Just take it slowly," urged Jon, "Get to know the way it feels in your mouth and just try to enjoy it."

I opened my mouth and took him in. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I was amazed to find that it felt really good in my mouth – like it really belonged there! Perhaps it did, and this was really what I was supposed to be doing.

I ran my tongue along the contours of his cock, especially the head. As I traced the ridge of the head and the tender underside, I could picture how it looked in my mind – what would it be like with other cocks? How long before Jon isn't the only one I suck?

I heard the door open as someone entered the men's room. I looked up at Jon and he put his finger to his mouth, signaling silence. I quietly continued to run my tongue around Jon's cock head. I could hear the other guy pissing, and it was kind of exciting to be sucking with another person so close. He flushed, washed his hands and left. I continued to suck Jon, and moved my tongue around more eagerly.

"That's it," affirmed Jon, "Especially the underside of the head."

I focused my attention there and felt Jon's cock expand slightly in my mouth, and then shoot forth it's load. It was exciting to finally feel a cock squirting into my mouth, but the taste was really strong. It certainly wasn't a taste I found pleasant. I held his load in my mouth until he stopped pumping and pulled out. I leaned over to spit in the toilet, but by that time the cum didn't taste so bad, so I swallowed. Jon smiled and thanked me.

"Can I be your suck buddy?" I asked.

"You are as of this moment!" confirmed Jon.

I told Jon I was eager to do it again and asked if I could suck him tomorrow. He quickly agreed and gave me his address, telling me to stop by after school because he'd have the house to himself.

I returned home, now completely at peace with the notion that I was now a cocksucker, and expected to be happily swallowing cum the rest of my life. The next day I thought about sucking Jon all day. When I got a chance, I snuck a look at his cock pic on my phone but was very careful about it.

After school I arrived at Jon's house where he greeted me. "Since sucking arouses you," he began, "It would be good for you to jack-off while sucking me, so why don't you get undressed?"

I took off my clothes, and before I was naked my cock was standing at attention. Jon commented that he was pleased I was glad to see him. He put a box of tissues on the floor for me and unzipped. I knelt before him and he let me take his cock out. I had taken my own cock out many times, but doing it for someone else seemed awkward, but I knew I would soon become proficient.

Once released, I stroked Jon to erection and began to suck him. The wonderful feeling of a cock in my mouth was something I knew I would always welcome, and quickly went to work pleasuring Jon. "Make sure you cum too," he said, and I began to stroke. It was exciting and I felt like I could cum immediately but feared that I would lose my desire one I did. It would be terribly embarrassing to be unable to finish the blowjob, so I held off cumming, just enjoying the feel of Jon in my mouth. When he started to cum I could no longer hold back, and shot my load into a tissue. It was by far the best climax I had ever had, and wished I had started sucking much sooner.

Then the shame hit me. Perhaps harder than last time because I had Jon's cock in my mouth. Thoughts of what my mother would think hit me and I realized that my mind was working against me. Instead I forced myself to think about the joy of bringing Jon to climax, and the shame was replaced with a sense of pride. I swallowed and thanked Jon for a wonderful time.

I sucked Jon the rest of the week in the same manner, and by Friday I no longer felt the shame – only the pride of a job well done. On Friday he asked if I wanted to hang out with him and his friends at the mall. I agreed, then asked, "Will they know that I'm your suck buddy?"

"Not if you don't want them too," Jon said, "I won't tell anyone you don't want to know."

"If they knew, would they expect me to suck them too?" I asked.

"They might, but it's up to you," Jon said.

"How does it normally work with a suck buddy?" I asked.

"Normally a guy with a suck buddy lends him out to his closest friends," Jon explained, "But I don't want to push you into anything you aren't ready for."

"I think I'm ready," I said. Jon smiled and said he was proud of me.

The next day I met Jon at the mall. He had two friends with him, Frank and Mike. Jon introduced me as his suck buddy and both the guys greeted me warmly. Older guys normally wouldn't want anything to do with a kid my age but being a suck buddy opened doors for me.

As we walked around the mall I couldn't help but wonder what their cocks were like. I hoped I would find out today but couldn't bring myself to say anything. We stopped at the food court and got some things for lunch. As we sat eating Jon asked me, "Do you feel comfortable taking care of Frank and Mike?"

"Of course," I said, "If they are friends of yours, I will be delighted to." In my heart I didn't really care, but just wanted to try more cock.

"We won't put you at risk," assured Jon, "But if you are willing, we can try something adventurous."

"I'm game," I said. We walked up to a self-serve photo booth. It was designed take pictures of individuals, but there was room for a couple of people in the booth. Frank told me to go in and kneel. I did so and he entered afterward, unzipping and taking out his cock. It was big, like Jon's, but shaped a little differently. I sucked him as he put coins into the machine, and pictures were flashed.

In about a minute a strip of pictures came out of a slot. It clearly showed me with Frank's cock in my mouth. Frank pulled out and said I could finish later. He stepped out and Mike entered. Soon his cock was out in in my mouth. He put coins into the slot and soon had pictures of me sucking his cock. He pulled out and told me to come out.

"That was fun," I said to Jon, "But I'm not very comfortable with those kinds of pictures out there."

Jon told them to give me the pictures. They resisted at first, saying they might need them.

"Bullshit!" said Jon, "The only use you could have would be to blackmail Dave, and he'll probably suck you both willingly."

Reluctantly, they gave me the pictures, which I put in my pocket. "I'll be glad to suck you guys when you need it," I said, hoping they would need it often. I gave them my cell phone number so they could make requests.

"Now just remember guys," Jon admonished them, "Dave is my suck buddy, so you keep it all on the down low." They agreed, and we left the food court. While the pictures kind of scared me, it was kind of fun sucking them in the booth, and I wondered what other places would be good for sucking.

I turned to the guys and said, "It was really nice sucking you, but I didn't get a chance to finish the job."

We walked on, looking for a suitable place, and saw a storefront that was dark, with paper covering the windows. There was a sign telling of a clothing store that was coming soon. The door was open and there was obvious construction going on, but no workers present – they must all be at lunch. We walked in and stepped behind a wall, completely out of sight. Mike was the first to unzip, so I sucked him first. He must have found this setting arousing, because he came quickly. By now I had grown to love the taste of cum and welcomed his load. It did taste a little different than Jon's, but still had the manly taste of cum. I supposed that all guys might be slightly different.

Then Frank stepped up and I sucked him as well. Jon watched with interest, encouraging me. Finally, Frank gave me his load and I enjoyed his special taste as well. "People are coming," Jon said, and we hurried out the door.

A guy who must have been the foreman said, "What are you kids doing in there?"

"Sorry, just looking," said Jon and we hurried off. "We need to find a place for you to cum," I said to Jon.

"We'll do that at home," he said. We spent some time in a game arcade, and then Jon's friends said they had to leave. I told them I was happy to meet them, but I really meant I as happy to suck them. They smiled and said they would be in touch.

"Ready to go," asked Jon.

"There's just one thing," I said, "I don't have a picture sucking you."

Jon chuckled and said, "Let's take care of that now." We walked to the photo booth and I went inside, kneeling as before. Jon entered and gave me his cock, which I sucked eagerly. He put coins into the slot and soon held a picture strip clearly showing me enjoying his cock!

He handed me the picture strip and I put it in my pocket, along with the others. We went to his house but his parents were there, so he took me downstairs into the utility room. He stood next to the hot water heater and unzipped. I was on my knees immediately and took him into my mouth. I wished I could be naked and jack off, but not with Jon's parents so close – it was risky enough blowing him here. Soon he gave me his load and I gratefully swallowed.

As we left, I took the three picture strips out and said, "You can have these – I completely trust you."

"No," refused Jon, "You keep them, or destroy them – that way you know they will never get out." I put them in my pocket and went home. I would have to find a really secret place to hide them – I couldn't risk any of my family finding them!

As soon as I got home, I took the picture strips out of my pocket and put them on my desk. My cock was soon out and I was stroking wildly – I found seeing pictures of myself sucking was the most erotic image ever, and I quickly came. Not having prepared for this I didn't have any tissues, so I shot my load into my hand. Looking at the puddle of cum I just shot I knew it was a shame to waste it, so I licked it all up. I was so glad that I was now able to cum in the most erotic circumstances with no regrets, and able to do what I loved to do!

I hid the pictures away in a book in the bottom drawer of my desk. That seemed like a safe place for now.

It was a little over a week since I had first heard from Jon, but that completely changed my life. As I thought about my newly-discovered desires, I began to realize that I didn't simply want to suck cocks – I wanted to suck lots of cocks. I was satisfied when I sucked only Jon, but once he had me suck his friends that opened new possibilities. I really liked getting to know guys by the way their cocks felt in my mouth, as I discovered that guys cocks may be as individualized as their faces.

Over the next couple of days, I found that whenever I saw a guy, I wondered about what their cock would be like in my mouth. I knew I didn't dare approach any of them. I couldn't let it get out all over school – my life would be ruined. I realized that there was a lot less danger in sucking guys from the high school.

That day when I went to Jon's, I confessed to him my desire to suck many guys. "Do you want me to see if I can hook you up with other guys?" he asked.

"Well, perhaps with your friends," I said.

"If you are part of the deal," Jon said chuckling, "Then I'll have no end of friends!"

We discussed the details and I told him I would suck anyone he wanted me to, as long as they kept my secret. He agreed that he would be selective in finding guys for me to suck.

I jacked-off as I sucked Jon – it had become our usual routine and by far my favorite way to cum. On my way home I got a text from Frank, asking if I was available to suck Mike and him. I texted back that I was, but it had to be soon. We agreed that they would pick me up about a block from my home. That way nobody at home would see me getting into a car. Soon Frank drove up and told me to get into the back seat. Mike was there, and soon his cock was out. I sucked him in the back seat while Frank drove. I found sucking in new settings to be great fun, and looked forward to many great cocksucking adventures. Mike gave me his load and I swallowed.

"Ready for you now, Frank," I said.

"Feeling adventurous?" Frank asked.

"Sure, why not?" I replied. Frank drove to a two lane road out of town and pulled off onto the shoulder. He parked the car at a slight angle. "Everybody out," Frank said, and we all got out and walked to the passenger side of the car. Frank told Mike to stand by the rear door to block the view, while he leaned against the car and took out his cock.

"Here?" I asked, feeling a little insecure, out here in the public.

"It won't take long," said Frank, "And nobody can see what's happening."

I dropped to my knees and hoped that a cop didn't come along and stop to investigate.

I sucked Frank as I heard cars rush by, several a minute. I knew this was risky, but it was really hot, and I sucked Frank eagerly, with my cock straining in my pants. Frank was urging me on, telling me what a good cocksucker I was, and soon he sprayed his seed into my eager mouth. I swallowed as he pulled out and looked up to see that Mike was taking a video with his cell phone.

That seemed really intrusive, but there wasn't much I could do. Short of confiscating his phone, which I was in no position to do, I couldn't control what he did with the video.

"You know you don't need that video to make me suck you," I said, "Because I'll do it any time you want."

"A roadside blowjob just isn't something you see every day," said Mike.

"I'm sure you aren't going to keep that just to yourself," I said, "So here are some conditions."

"First, you email me a copy of this so I can enjoy it as well," I continued, "And second, you give my phone number to anyone you show that to who wants it, and third, that you don't tell Jon about it."

Mike quickly agreed. I knew I couldn't control what he did with the video, so at least I'd get some more guys to suck from it!

  To be continued . . .

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