I 'm Marc, a thirteen year old just discovering my submissive side. I never thought I was at all submissive until I spent time close to my cousin Ken.

Ken lives a couple hundred miles away, so I don't see him often. His older sister was getting married and my family drove out to stay with them the day before. They didn't have a very big house so I slept on the couch.

The next morning Ken and I played video games. His mother told us we should stop and get ready for the wedding but we kept playing. Before we knew it nearly an hour had gone by and Ken's mother came storming in mad as hell.

"You boys need to get ready NOW!" she yelled, "You better shower together to save some time."

We went into the bathroom and undressed. The shower was small – not meant for more than one, so we were very close. Ken said we should wash each other so we wouldn't be in each other's way. It seemed reasonable, and Ken had a way of just taking charge. He said he would wash me first and rubbed the soap all over my wet body. He ran the bar of soap between my ass cheeks, then slipped a finger between them. He moved his finger to my hole and pressed in. I was startled – nobody had ever entered me like that before. I didn't resist as Ken reached around and took hold of me cock, stroking me to erection.

"Like that?" asked Ken.

"Yeah," I said, "It's nice."

"Glad you like it," said Ken, "I have a lot to teach you – but first do something for me." Ken turned me around and told me to kneel. He put his hands on my shoulders, emphasizing his dominance.

His erect cock was touching my cheek and my nose was nearly in his pubic hair, when he directed, "suck my cock."

That was never something I'd wanted to do, but somehow I knew I had to. I opened my mouth and Ken was immediately in my mouth. "Now suck and move your tongue around as much as you can," he ordered.

I did and Ken told me I was a real cocksucker. I knew that wasn't a compliment but was too busy to complain. I probably wouldn't anyway – tended to go along with what Ken wanted. Soon Ken took hold of my head and pulled it to him as he began to shoot his hot load into my mouth. It was strong tasting, and Ken held me there until he finished pumping, and ordered, "Swallow cocksucker."

I had no choice, so I did. Ken shut off the water and told me to dry off. As we got dressed he said that I would be his personal cocksucker from now on.

He told me not to brush my teeth – he wanted me to have his taste in my mouth the rest of the day.

We got dressed and piled into my aunt's minivan and rode to the church. Ken sat next to me and when we knelt to pray, he whispered, "You like being on your knees, don't you, cocksucker?"

I was embarrassed and hoped that nobody else heard. I thought I could still taste Ken's load in my mouth. I wondered what kind of sin it was to taste cum in church – probably a mortal sin. Somehow that didn't seem fair – I was just doing as I was told.

After the service we went outside, and Ken was soon at my side. "Do you know what it means to be my personal cocksucker?" he asked. I said I wasn't sure.

"It means that you'll suck me any time I tell you to, as well as sucking anyone I order you to,” he said, “Understand?"

I nodded, and wondered how this would play out. I didn't have long to wait. Ken saw Jim, another cousin, and waved him over.

"Marc is my personal cocksucker," Ken said to Jim, so if you want a blowjob, just tell him and he'll do it – won't you Marc?" I nodded, unable to challenge Ken.

Jim said he would let me know when he was ready, but it would be soon. It turned out to be sooner than I expected, because Jim led me around to the back of the church and behind some bushes.

He unzipped and took out his cock. I dropped to my knees and began to suck. "You're a real natural at this," he said. I was scared to death that we'd get caught, but soon I was swallowing Jim's load. He pulled out and zipped up. I stood up and Jim said, "Nice work, now brush the grass off your knees unless you want everyone else to know what you’ve been up to."

We rejoined the group and my mother waved angrily to me. "Where have you been?" she demanded.

"Around," I said, certainly not wanting to tell her I was giving a blowjob! We had a few hours to kill before the reception, so I asked if I could hang out with the other guys. Mom agreed and I went off with Ken.

Ken was glad and said he would try to set me up with more guys. He texted some friends from his school and they came by and picked Ken and I up.

One of the guys was older and had a car. He had four other guys with him, so it was a real squeeze to get in the car.

We drove to a roadside park that was wooded. We walked into the woods and all the guys unzipped and took out their cocks. "Show them what you can do," ordered Ken, and I dropped to my knees.

All I had to do is open my mouth and a cock immediately entered. I was beginning to enjoy the enthusiasm with which guys wanted my mouth.

"Wait!" yelled Ken as I began to suck. Everyone looked at him as he instructed me to pull my pants down to my ankles. He told me to suck that way so they could all see my cock. I wasn't sure why but soon Ken pointed out that I was fully erect.

"See?" Ken said, "Sucking actually turns him on!" The guys laughed and I blushed red but kept on sucking.

"Go ahead and stroke yourself," Ken directed, "But be careful not to cum." I stroked and it felt wonderful to do so with a cock in my mouth. When the guy came in my mouth, I had to pause my stroking so I didn't cum.

I resumed stroking as the next guy entered my mouth. Ken commented on how I must be a natural born cocksucker to be aroused, and I was obviously quite good at it.

I sucked the second guy to completion, pausing my stroking occasionally to avoid cumming. After I blew all five of Ken's friends, Ken entered my mouth and said, "Now just hold it in your mouth and make yourself cum."

That was easy enough – I'd been on the edge of cumming anyway, and soon shot my load on the ground.

As I caught my breath after cumming I realized that I felt differently now and really didn't want to suck.

"How do you feel now?" asked Ken, "Want to stop?"

"Yes," I said, letting his cock slip from my mouth and feeling a little ashamed of all this.

"Too fuckin' bad!" he shot back, "You're my cocksucker and you'll suck when I tell you to."

I felt humiliated but took Ken's cock back into my mouth. No longer aroused, I was clear headed and realized the full impact of what I was doing – something no REAL MAN would ever do!

Meanwhile Ken's friends added to my humiliation by snapping pictures with their cell phones. I knew I would never live this down.

Finally, Ken came in my mouth and told me not to swallow. Then he made me open my mouth to show the load to his friends as they took pictures.

Ken told me to pull up my pants and we piled back in the car. His friends thanked him for sharing his faggot with them.

Faggot – before today I was a normal guy, but now I was a faggot – and Ken's friends had pics to prove it! They agreed to send copies to Ken so he could show others – I wondered who else.

At the reception the adults were all drinking and reveling, so they didn't pay much attention to us. Ken made a point of offering blowjobs from me to all the boys, and most accepted. I sucked them out in the parking lot – in a dimly-lit area between cars. What was especially humiliating was sucking little kids who couldn't even cum. It wasn't difficult – just embarrassing. I would have refused, but Ken made it clear that I was to suck anyone who asked me.

That night we remained with Ken's family. As I lay on the couch I thought about all the cocks I had sucked. Even though I was forced, I began to really like it, and wondered how I could find guys to blow back home.

The next morning Ken called me to his room and closed the door. He offered me his cock and told me to jacked-off with his cock in my mouth. As I stroked, Ken told me to catch my load in my other hand. When I came, I had my usual "change of heart" and just wanted to get away. Ken made me eat my cum and then suck him off. Something about sucking while clear-headed made me realize what a cocksucking faggot I really was.

Ken told me that he would always insist that I cum before sucking him.

On the drive home I found myself yearning for cock. I started to make a mental list of guys I wanted to blow back home. Then I realized that I didn't dare approach anyone I knew because my secret would be exposed – I couldn't have everyone know I was a faggot!

When I got home I checked my email I had one from Ken. He attached dozens of pics of me sucking and told me that he was posting internet ads for nearby guys for me to blow. He said he would give those responding my email and call numbers. He ordered me to blow anyone asking me and to email a full report of my sucking.

In a few days I began to get blowjob requests by text. I found it exciting and sucked each new guy eagerly. Some became regulars, and a few already knew me, but fortunately kept my secret.

I know I may be a wimp but being submissive has changed my life in a truly wonderful way!

Special thanks to my online friend James Smith for inspiring this story

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)