First Taste of Cum Part 295    
          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.


Plugged

    I'm Bob, a High School Junior with a really kinky girlfriend. Barb loves anything to do with sex, and we've tried it all! She introduced me to anal and had to really work on me to convince me to let her dildo my ass. I thought it was pretty gay, but she told me that most men really like anal, but won't admit it. I let her finger my ass and soon I gave in. She liked anal as well, soon we were sharing a double-ended dildo up our asses while we made love.

I certainly can't speak for other guys, but I've really warmed up to anal. She convinced me that it wasn't gay, and even if it was, it was our secret -- so what could it hurt.

One day Barb introduced me to butt plugs, and had collected a variety of shapes and sizes. One day she came up to me in school and as she kissed me she confessed that she had a butt plug in. That was so hot! After school she asked me to take it out of her, and as she bent over I saw a blue jewel between her cheeks. I took it out and admired it -- she managed to find a butt plug that was jewelry as well! I was glad I was the only one to see it. She suggested that I try wearing one to school and agreed to try it.

The one I chose felt great at first, but over the course of the day it became uncomfortable. Barb told me the fit had to be just right, and gave me another one to try. The fit was good and it was comfortable all day, but it kept sliding out. I couldn't have it falling down my pant leg as I walked to class. Finally I had to just squeeze my cheeks together and get to the boys room. I took it out and washed it off and put it in my backpack.

Barb said she thought she knew the perfect one for me. It was black and had a teardrop shape, kind of like a small light bulb. It was four inches long and two inched across at the widest. That made it a little bit of a stretch to get in, but it stayed in really well and felt great! Barb had a similar one that was a little smaller, and we agreed to both wear ours to school. Who would have thought that we were wearing his and hers butt plugs!?

The wonderful thing about it was that I never really got used to it -- every time I shifted in my seat or walked I could feel it move in me, and I would think about the wonderful anal Barb and I shared! I would interact with hundreds of people every day and none had any reason to suspect my kinky habit -- or so I thought.

I had gym class mid morning and had some extra laps to run, so I was late getting to the showers. The only other guy in the shower was Jeremy, a twell hung black guy. I kept to myself and didn't notice him approach. I didn't realize that the base of my black butt plug was visible between my cheeks. Jeremy put his hand on my ass and grabbed the base of the plug, saying, "You like black up you ass?"

I'd been washing my face and not paying attention, but sure was startled when he pulled the plug out. Before I could wash the soap from my eyes he slipped his cock into me and began to fuck me. I put my hands on the shower wall to prevent falling over, but I was helpless to stop him. I was being raped, but strangely I liked the feel. It was kind of like what Barb and I had done together, but better. He reached around and grabbed my cock, and said, "You're excited -- go ahead and stroke yourself off!"

My eyes closed, I took a hand off the wall and stroked. It felt great to stroke with Jeremy in my ass, and soon I came.

"That's it!" Jeremy said, "When you cum your ass tightens up, so here's your reward!"

He thrust into me and stayed there while holding my hips, as I was also coming down from my climax.

Jeremy pulled out and shoved the butt plug back in and said, "That will keep my cum in you, so you don't leak all over."

He left the shower and I finished showering. I dried off and got dressed, hurrying to my next class. I got marked tardy, but sure could explain that I was getting raped!

I sat through the morning, thinking about Jeremy's load in me. There was no doubt in my mind that this was very gay! I told myself I was raped, so it wasn't my fault, but I kept getting the strange feeling that I actually liked it. I did cum while he fucked me, but I just told myself I wasn't thinking clearly.

At lunch I decided to confront Jeremy, and looked for him. I spotted him in line and approached, saying, "Wee need to talk."

He told me to get a table and he'd join me. I found a table off to the side and sat down. I tried to think what to say, but who is ever prepared for something like this? Jeremy approached and said, "I'll bet you weren't expecting my surprise, were you?"

All I could say was, "Nobody can ever find out about this!"

"Of course," replied Jeremy, "We'll keep it on the down low -- I'm not gonna mess up a good thing."

Did he think I'd let him do it again? "You're lucky I don't go to the cops about this!"

"You won't," said Jeremy, "You like it too much."

"Like hell I did!" I shot back, "You forced me!"

"I didn't force you to get hard," Jeremy said, "You loved it. But listen, I know your struggling with this, so just give it some time. When you're ready for more, you know where to get it!"

"Fuck you!" I said.

"I'd rather be fucing you," he replied, "And I think that's what you'd prefer too." He got up and walked away.

That didn't go very well. For the rest of the afternoon I replayed the interchange with Jeremy and thought of so many things I could have said, but of course it was too late for that.

When I got home thought about the rape, and walking around with Jeremy's load inside me -- still inside me. To my surprise I was aroused and really needed to cum. I jacked off, initially thinking about Barb, but the thought of Jeremy deep in my ass kept coming back to me and I came actually wanting him to do it again!

After I came I felt really ashamed, filled with self doubt. Would Barb notice? Barb had no way of noticing, and I had to try to just act like i always did. I took the butt plug out and went to see Barb. I told her I felt sore today and needed a break from it. She got some aloe lotion and put some on her finger and slipped it into me. That was immediately arousing and soon we were kissing passionately. As we kissed Barb slipped two more fingers into me and spread them. She had me completely hard and then sucked me off. I loved her sucking me but her fingering led me to thinking about Jeremhy again. I tried to force the thoughts out of my mind but it kept coming back. Finally I came, and felt the guilt again. I tried to hide and focused on pleasuring Barb, and really loved to make her cum.

After she came three times I felt I did my duty, and told her I was really tired and needed to turn in early.

Over the next two weeks my life returned to normal in most respects. I went back to wearing my butt plug every day but made sure I had my back to the wall in the gym showers so nobody would notice. The only residual effect of the rape was my continuing arousal when I thought about it. Whenever I jacked-off I had to struggle to keep it out of my thoughts.

Sometimes I would give in and dwell on his cock in me and I always had a strong climax. I always felt really guilty afterwards, but after this continued to happen I finally realized that I wanted Jeremy to fuck me again. It shamed me to admit it to myself, but I knew I longed to have him up my ass again.

I'd avoided Jeremy since the rape, but now had to find him. I didn't know how I would find the words, and just couldn't imagine actually asking him. When I spotted him I approached still unsure what to say. I had difficulty even making eye contact. After a moment of silence, Jeremy said, "Did you come back for more?"

I was speechless, but just nodded. I felt humiliated even doing this. He gave me his address and told me to come to his place after school. For the rest of the school day every time I felt my butt plug move I thought about Jeremy deep inside me. I knew I shouldn't go to Jeremy's but just couldn't resist.

I arrived at Jeremy's house and he welcomed me in, telling me to undress. I realized that I was voluntarily submitting to him, so he made the rules. I undressed and stood before him naked. Jeremy reached behind me and felt the plug in my ass and smiled.

"Okay, now this is important," he began, "If we're gonna do this I need you to tell me exactly what you want."

"You know what I want," I said, unwilling to say it.

"Yes, I know," Jeremy said, smiling, "But I need you to say exactly what you want!"

I was silent for a bit, struggling to decide what to do. Jeremy took hold of my cock, which was semi-erect and stroked me to full erection. Now fully aroused, my desire was stronger than my resistance, and I heard myself say, "I want you to fuck me."

"That's good," said Jeremy, "It's good to be honest about your desires. I'll give you what you asked for once you get suck me to erection."

"No fuckin' way!" I said, "I'm no cocksucker!"

"Well, I can't fuck you unless I'm hard," Jeremy said, "And you do want it, don't you?"

"Yes, I want it," I admitted, "But there's no way I'm gonna suck your cock -- how about if I stroke you until you're hard?"

"Nope," said Jeremy, "You don't have to suck me unless you are serious about the fucking -- but I can tell you don't want it so much."

"Wait," I said, "I'll suck you to erection, then you'll fuck me, right?"

"It's the only way you'll get me up your ass," Jeremy confirmed.

I dropped to my knees, submitting to Jeremy's demands -- I really had no choice -- I needed that fucking!

Jeremy drew close and brought his cock to my lips. I opened and took him in. It was humiliating, but other than that it wasn't bad at all. I moved my tongue around and felt him grow and knew that soon he'd be in my ass once again.

Jeremy seemed fully hard, so I thought I'd be done soon. Suddenly Jeremy put both hands on my head and began to pump in and out of my mouth. "Damn you're a good cocksucker!" he said. I tried to pull away but he held me fast, and soon pumped my mouth full of his cum. It was strong tasting and I thought I'd puke.

He held my head as he finished draining, and said, "Now swallow -- you have to."

Having no choice I swallowed, but a bad aftertaste remained. Jeremy pulled out and said, "I see you liked it -- you're hard. Go ahead and jack-off -- you can hold my cock in your mouth while you do."

"No thanks!" I said, getting up to dress. As I got to the door, Jeremy said, "You're a natural cocksucker, so here is how it's gonna work. You have to ask to suck my cock, and once I'm hard I'll decide if I want to finish in your mouth or your ass. I know you want to be fucked, but I'm sure you'll start to like swallowing my cum too."

"I don't think so," I said.

"Nobody is forcing you," he replied, "It's entirely your choice."

I left, even more humiliated now that I was a cocksucker, but I knew in my heart that I really didn't have a choice.

As I lay in bed that night I played with myself and was soon jacking-off. This time I couldn't get sucking Jeremy out of my mind. I replayed the blowjob and as I imagined Jeremy cumming, I shot my load.

Guilt hit me once again. I knew I was a faggot and was completely ashamed.

It was a rough week but after cumming to the thought of sucking Jeremy I stopped beating myself up. I accepted the fact that I was a cocksucker, and probably gay, but I planned to keep that just between Jeremy and myself. My time with Barb was better than ever. It no longer bothered me to cum thinking about sucking Jeremy.

Now that I'd got my head on straight about this, I approached Jeremy with confidence -- no longer ashamed. "I wanna suck your cock," I said.

"Come on over after school," he said.

As I walked to Jeremy's I knew I'd be doing this often.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)