I'm Blake, a fourteen-year-old swimmer. I'm pretty good at it and practice every chance I get. In the winter time I go to the YMCA several times a week. I shower afterwards – usually in a private stall. There is a large group shower at the “Y” as well as a few individual stalls with curtains. I was self-conscious about nudity so I preferred to shower in private.

Usually nobody would bother me when I showered, but one day I felt a hand on my ass. I was started and cried out, “What do you think you're doing?”

I turned to see a guy about my age backing away, saying, “Sorry man- – thought you'd like it!”

I stared at him as he departed. Why would he do such a thing? Some people are just weird, I guess.

I put it out of my mind, but the memory kept returning. Each time it seemed less and less objectionable. After a few days I realized that I actually liked it, for reasons that escaped me.

But it got worse – I began to want him to do it again, which seemed really stupid, but I wanted it just the same. I found myself looking for the “grab-ass guy” (as I now thought of him).

At first, I was relieved not to see him, but something inside me pressed me to keep looking. Finally, one day I saw him in the locker room.

“Hi,” I said to the grab-ass guy, “remember me?”

He looked surprised at first, and then he recognized me and replied, “Yeah, I remember – sorry, I didn't mean anything by it.”

“I didn't think much of it at first,” I said, “But now I can't stop thinking about it!”

“Did you want more?” he asked.

“Not sure,” was all I could get out.

“We should give it a try,” he said, “There's nobody else here – we'll have the showers to ourselves. By the way, I'm Mark.”

I undressed and walked to the shower, with Mark close behind. I warmed up the water, stepped under the spray and began to soap up. Mark soaped up his hands and massaged my ass cheeks. Mark surprised me by slipping a finger between my cheeks, causing me to jump.

“Just relax and enjoy,” Mark urged me.

He hadn't hurt me so far, so I went along with it. Mark's slippery finger felt nice and I found myself spreading my feet apart, as if inviting him further.

Mark responded by touching his fingertip to my hole. “Now just relax,” Mark said, “You're gonna like this.”

I couldn't help tensing as he pressed his finger into my hole. I guess my body just didn't like something going the wrong direction. But once he was in, my body sure liked it then!

He moved his finger in and out, wiggling it as he did. “Your boner says you really like this,” Mark observed.

That embarrassed the hell out of me, so I tried to make light of it by saying, “Oh that's nothing – it happens all the time to me.”

“I know this feels good, so of course you're aroused – go ahead and jack-off,” he urged.

“That's a really private thing,” I insisted.

“So's my finger up your ass! Now go ahead and stroke yourself off – you'll be surprised at how much better it is this way.”

My arousal was not all in my cock. By now my judgement was seriously impaired, and I gave in. Mike wiggled his finger faster as I stroked and in less than a minute, I shot cum on the shower floor. Damn that was hot!

Mark withdrew his finger and asked, “So was that any good?”

“Wow!” was all I could say.

“That's something they'll never tell you in Sex Ed class!” he said, “Let me know when you're ready to try something even better.”

All the rest of the day I kept wondering what Mark meant by “something even better”. If he was being straight with me, I was definitely interested. I resolved to follow up with him, only to realize I didn't know how!

We didn't exchange contact info – I didn't even know his last name. I would have to continue to watch for him at the “Y”.

It took a couple of weeks before I saw him again, and by that time I needed it badly. I tried fingering my ass when I jacked-off. It felt nice, but it was nowhere as intense as when Mark fingered me.

Finally, I saw Mark again and eagerly approached him. He smiled as I approached – he knew why I was there. “Back for more?” he asked.

“Last time you mentioned 'something even better’ and I'd like to find out,” I replied.

Mark was finished and ready to leave, so I decided to skip swimming and go with him. He offered to drive me to his place. I followed him out and got into his car.

Mark was a college student and had an apartment nearby. When we arrived he led me in and told me to get undressed. Normally I’m self-conscious about nudity, but it wasn’t the first time he’d seen me in the buff. I stood there as Mark ran his hands all over my bare ass. He must have an ass fetish, which is sure fine with me!

“I enjoy exciting you Blake, but would you be willing to do something for me?” he asked.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked.

“Would you help me to cum?” he asked, “I’ll still help you to cum.”

“Sure,” I said, “How do you want me to do it?”

“Would you suck me off?” he asked.

I was thinking he wanted a hand job, which I would be glad to do – but sucking? I considered myself straight, which certainly didn’t include cocksucking.

Sensing my hesitation, Mark continued, “I really need to cum, so any way you want to do it is okay with me.”

“It’s just that I’m straight,” I said, “And this is all so new to me.”

“Well the anal I’ve been giving you isn’t exactly straight,” he said, “And it’s just between you and me.”

I suppose I’d been fooling myself – everything I’d done with Mark was gay! I loved it and wanted more. Cocksucking didn’t seem all that bad – it was just so gay, but that was no reason to resist. “Just one thing,” I said, “I’ve never done it and really don’t know how.”

“No problem,” replied Mark, “I’ll teach you.”

“Let’s get started,” I said, dropping to my knees.

“Before I take care of you?” he asked with surprise.

“I wanna do it before I lose my nerve,” I said, “This is a really big thing for me.”

“No problem,” Mark said, unzipping and offering me his cock.

With Mark’s cock just inches from my face I paused, realizing that I was about to change my life forever, but finally forced myself to do it. Opening my mouth I took Mark in. It really wasn’t bad – in fact I kind of liked the way he felt in my mouth. I ran my tongue around the contours of his cock, exploring Mark’s manhood.

I was surprised to find that I actually liked it and began to suck eagerly. Mark guided me and soon my first blowjob was reaching a finish as his hard cock enlarged slightly and began pulsing as he pumped his load into my mouth. It was strong tasting – unlike anything else – I wasn’t sure I could take it.

“You don’t have to swallow it,” Mark said. But I wasn’t about to wimp out now – I forced myself, and promptly swallowed.

“That was great!” he exclaimed, smiling broadly, “Now let’s get you taken care of!”

Mark took me into the bedroom and told me to kneel on the bed with my knees apart. He put lube on his fingers and brought them to my hole. Pressing against me, I tried to relax to make entry easier. He slipped in one finger, then the second.

“Stroke yourself,” he said and I began, reaching full erection in less than a minute, “Let me know if you like this.”

He pressed his finger up to the knuckles and began wiggling them back in forth, giving me a sensation unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I came with the strongest climax ever and shot my load up in the air. Some of it hit Mark – some splashed on me, and the rest fell on the bed.

“That was incredible!” I said, “I’ll blow you every day if you do that for me!”

Catching my breath, I looked around and said, “Sorry for the mess I made on your bed.”

“No problem,” replied Mark, “Glad you liked it – I look forward to showing you even more – and more of your blowjobs!”

I got dressed and Mark drove me back to the “Y”, where I picked up my bike and rode home. As I rode home I thought about how I had changed. I was now a cocksucker and feeling pretty good about it. I was still straight – at least I thought so, but also a cocksucker.

I now had Mark’s contact information and wouldn’t have to wait so long until next time. Next time? Why not tomorrow? As soon as I got home, I texted Mark, asking about tomorrow. He agreed said he would pick me up.

The next day I walked to a nearby elementary school, about two blocks from my home. Mark was picking me up there so my parents would have no idea. As I waited, I thought about blowing Mark again and was really looking forward to it. So much had changed for me, but I was really happy about it all.

Mark arrived, and I got into his car. When we got to his place I undressed right away, eager for whatever was to come. Mark took me to the bedroom where he had me get on all fours on the bed. He slipped a lubed finger into me, then a second. He spread them apart and said, “I think you’re ready.”

He pulled his fingers our and pressed something hard to my hole, and then slipped it in. I hear a click and it began to vibrate inside me. What an amazing sensation!

He worked it in an out and I realized that he was fucking me with it – I wondered what a real fucking would be like and hoped to find out soon.

Mark pulled the vibrator out and told me to get up. He then showed me an assortment of dildos – they looked like real cocks! “Which one would you like to try?” he asked.

“I’d like to try them all!” I said, “But some look too big for me to handle.”

“Not now, at least,” he agreed, “But if you want, I can help you work up to taking the biggest one, and even more.”

I looked over the assortment and chose a dildo that was about seven inches long and a little over an inch in diameter.

“Good choice,” said Mark, “It will be a tight fit for now, but you should be able to handle it.”

Mark told me to lube up the dildo, putting plenty on the head to make entry easier. Then he told me to kneel on the floor and bring the head of the dildo to my hole, with the other end on the floor. As I became more aroused I would be able to press down and take more and more of it in. Mark took out his cock and stood in front of me. I now was eager to suck him, and took him into my mouth. I was still new to this, but really loved how he felt in my mouth. In my heart, I knew that this was what I was meant to do, and I hoped Mark would teach me to be a really good cocksucker.

I stroked my cock as I sucked and began to press down on the dildo. It felt especially good as it began to open me and enter, but I found that I couldn’t keep it there – almost reflexively I sat down further to take more of it in. I continued to sit down further until the dildo hit bottom and I couldn’t take any more. I found that if I lifted a bit the dildo would slip out of me, so by moving up and down I could fuck myself with the dildo. I couldn’t help but think how many times I had heard someone say, “Go fuck yourself.” Now any time I hear that I would think of this!

Between Mark’s cock in my mouth and the dildo up my ass I was really turned on, and soon I felt my climax approaching. Not wanting to make a mess on Mark’s carpet I shot my load into my hand. It seemed like an unusually big load, and I had difficulty keeping it all in my hand.

I lowered myself onto the dildo to hold most of it inside and continued to suck Mark until he rewarded me with his hot load.

I swallowed as Mark pulled out of my mouth. Seeing my handful of cum, he said, “Might as well swallow that too – it’s a shame to waste it.”

I licked up my cum and decided that I liked the kinky feeling of swallowing my own cum.

I got dressed and Mark dropped me off back at the school, and I went home.

I started cocksucking to repay Mark’s kindness, but now I really liked it! I sure liked the anal as well – not sure which one I liked best, but there was no reason I couldn’t have both!

The next Saturday I went the the “Y” and while I was showering, I felt a hand on my ass. Startled, I turned to see it was Mark, and immediately spread my feet apart, inviting him to go further. Without delay he soaped up his fingers and slipped two into me and finger fucked me.

“Oh fuck me Mark,” I said, “Fuck me now!”

I put my hands on the shower wall and spread my feet wide while Mark soaped up his cock and soon it was in me. I can’t tell you how incredibly wonderful it felt! He put his hands on my hips and stroked in and out for a few minutes, but it seemed to go by in a flash. I was fully hard by the time he dumped his load into me, then pulled out, leaving me wanting more.

“It looks like you have another customer,” Mark said, “Pointing to an older man looking into my shower, himself fully hard. I dropped to my feet and sucked him. He held my head and pumped in and out of my mouth as I sucked, and soon rewarded my efforts.

Mark told me it was clear that I really loved sucking, and if I showered in the main shower, I could probably give blowjobs every time. I decided to try that next time I was there.

I saw Mark 2-3 times a week after that and settled into a routine of my sucking him to erection while sitting on a dildo, then him fucking me. It worked out really well for both of us, but I kept fantasizing about sucking off a group of guys.

I went back to the “Y” on the next Saturday and swam until I saw a large group of guys leave for the showers. I went to the group shower and soaped up, stroking my cock to erection in plain sight of everyone. “Anyone care for a blowjob?” I asked, “Anyone? No strings.”

Finally, one guy approached, stroking himself, and I dropped to my knees. I sucked him as the others watched, and soon a had a group gathered around. As soon as the guy I was sucking came, there was another. I sucked him and six other guys before the shower cleared out. After that, I returned every Saturday, and never left without a belly full of cum!

There are a lot of cocksuckers out there, and I suppose I’m like most of the rest, but I sure am glad the Mark chose me to anally seduce!

  To be continued . . .

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