I'm Joey, and I was born to suck cock. I didn't realize it at first, but when one guy told me I was a natural-born cocksucker, I realized that he was right. I learned about sex from neighborhood kids long before having sex education in school. When that finally happened, it was a big disappointment – they didn't cover any of the good stuff.

When I first heard about blowjobs I was immediately interested but kept it secret because I was told it something that normal guys didn't do. It seemed that most guys wanted their girlfriends to blow them, but most girls wouldn't. I learned that sometimes guys got sucked by other guys, but kept it on the down low.

From what I understood, hardly any guy would ever suck a cock. To me that meant that a guy who did was pretty special, and should be really appreciated. I couldn't imagine what was so bad about cocksucking and made a point to watching all the cocksucking porn I could find online. The gay porn was the best because it was easier to imagine myself doing it when I saw a guy sucking.

For a while I kept this to myself, but as my buddies and I would talk about sex and they all said they wished they could get a blowjob I decided to offer. Just to be safe, I did this privately. I was alone with Dan and said, "You said you'd like a blowjob – how about if I suck you?"

"You'd do that?" he asked, "I heard that guys give the best blowjobs, but hardly anyone does it."

"I'll do it if we can keep it just between us," I said.

Dan quickly agreed, unzipped and took out his cock. I took him into my mouth and tried to do what I'd seen on porn. I don't know if I was doing it right, but Dan sure loved it, and soon he came. I knew this was something really special – wonderful for the guy cumming, and a special treat for me. I was being rewarded with a Dan's seed – a special thanks for a job well done. It was strong tasting, and I knew that many girls hated it. Not very many gave blowjobs, and most didn't let their guys cum in their mouths – and even fewer swallowed.

I knew that a good cocksucker always welcomed a guy to cum in their mouths, and always swallowed. Dan's cum was bad tasting, but I'd read that it was an acquired taste, so perhaps it would get better with practice. If not, I'd swallow anyway because I fully intended to be a good cocksucker!

Dan thanked me and I reminded him to keep it between us, which he promised to do. I told him that I'd be willing to do it again if he needed it (and hoped that would be soon).

I repeated this with six other boys, each believing they were getting something that nobody else was. Most wanted me to suck them again several times a week, and I found it challenging to meet with them in private without the others finding out. One day scheduling was especially difficult when they all wanted it right after school on the same day! That's when I knew I had to let them know. One by one I told them I'd blow them right after school, but also revealed I was blowing the other boys as well. I had them all meet at my house because my parents wouldn't be home from work yet, so we'd have the place to ourselves.

We met after school and I sucked them all off in succession. I was doing my first suck line, right in my own home! We agreed to have a standing suck session every Monday, Wednesday and Friday right after school. If anyone needed it sooner, they could make arrangements with me.

That worked well for a while, but some stopped coming for as often once they started dating. I accepted that what I was doing was totally queer, and respected that they wanted pussy. I was attracted to girls also, and sometimes dated, but found them difficult to understand and moody – I completely understood a hard cock, and it always knew what it wanted!

As more guys dated girls, they quickly learned that it took a lot of work to finally go "all the way" and then they didn't get it very often. Then there was the PMS – not only were they bitchy, but for a week they didn't put out at all. Some would do a hand-job but had to be practically begged for it. They never needed to beg me – it was always "service with a smile!"

The guys would always return to me when they needed to cum and I always took care of them. A couple of guys had girls that loved sex, and they were fucking them often, but confessed to me that they thought about my mouth as they did. I suggested that they could fuck until the girl came, fake an orgasm and come see me afterward.

One of them did and it was fantastic! I'd never got very far with a girl before, so I didn't know what pussy was like, but the first time I smelled and tasted pussy on a cock was amazing. I did my very best work for him and was especially flattered that he preferred to cum in my mouth rather than a pussy.

He told one of the other guys who was getting it regulary, so I got to experience pussy through two cocks, and considered myself to be a really lucky cocksucker.

I had a really good arrangement with my friends who valued my services and kept my secret. I was especially grateful for that once I learned that a few other guys in my school were openly gay and took a lot of abuse from other kids, and sometimes teachers.

I wanted to suck more, but didn't dare ask others at school, for fear that my secret might get out. I decided I had to find cock elsewhere. I was at the local shopping mall often and decided to try my luck in the men's room. I checked the mall floorplan posted near the entrances and located all the men's rooms. There were a couple of men's room's in each of the three large department stores, and two men's rooms in the remaining mall area. I made a point of visiting each one of them. I would stand at a urinal stroking my cock until I was semi-hard. Most of the men's rooms were small, with two or three urinals. If there were three, I would always take the middle one, so anyone coming in would have to be next to me.

As I stood and waited, I pondered what to say – exactly what is the right way to offer a blowjob? Every time the door opened my heart leapt – a possible cock for me to suck. Some went right to the stalls. I heard them taking a leak and realized they didn't want to go next to someone else – they probably wouldn't have been good choices anyway.

Then a guy came in and stood at the urinal on my right. I didn't try to hide the fact that I was looking at his cock – I wanted him to know I was interested. "See something you like?" he asked.

"Really nice cock," I said.

He finished going and turned toward me and said, "Go ahead and take a closer look – hold it if you like."

I took hold of his cock and gently squeezed it. He told me to squeeze harder and I did. I loved the way it grew in my hand.

"You suck?" he asked, and I nodded. I wasn't sure if he wanted me to do it right there – it seemed risky.

He told me I could suck him in the last stall. We went to the stall and I sat on the toilet and he put his cock in my mouth. As I sucked him, he commented on how good I was and said I was a natural-born cocksucker. It didn't take long for him to reward my effort, and I welcomed his manly load. I gave him my cell phone number and he promised to be in touch.

After that I thought about being a born cocksucker and decided that he was probably right. Nobody ever talked me into it – I just naturally wanted to do it. I knew then that I would suck anyone who offered me their cock, and it seemed that was how it should be for me.

Realizing this, I continued to hunt for cock in the mall, and eventually had several dozen guys to suck, besides my seven school buddies. The other guys were all older, and some only contacted me once or twice a month, but I serviced a few several times a week.

By the time I graduated from high school I had plenty of cock to suck, and continued to suck my seven buddies, even after they got married. I never got married, but quickly learned that married guys got less sex than unmarried guys. It worked out well for me – I eventually learned that all the guys I blew were married.

I came to realize that what guys really needed was a natural born cocksucker – like me!

  To be continued . . .

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