I 'm Joey, a thirteen-year-old boy struggling with my sexuality. There are four other boys my age that I hang out with: Stan, Marty, Jason and Kurt. We used to Jack-off together – often in pairs, and occasionally as a group.

I really liked stroking the other guy's cocks and was curious about sucking them but didn't dare even try. We all knew that being a cocksucker was really disgraceful, but I wondered if there was a way I could do it in secret.

Our group jack-off sessions were great, and we would tell each other what girl we thought about when we stroked. I had to lie because I didn't dare confess that I thought about sucking them!

I read gay porn stories online and was really thrilled when I would read about guys who gave anonymous blowjobs. When I learned about glory holes, I wanted so much to find one and suck that way. I imagined secretly sucking off all my friends – and many strangers as well.

That was the stuff of great jack-off fantasies, but it left me yearning for the real thing. It was tough living with this strong desire and no way to fulfill it!

Sadly, we stopped doing it when the other guys began to think of it as gay. I was more than glad to keep going, but I just went along with it. I sure missed the wonderful feeling of cocks in my hand, and wondered how I would ever get one into my mouth!

From time to time we would have a Friday night sleepover. It was at one of those sleepovers that I got my chance. We slept in sleeping bags on the floor of the basement recreation room, which had no windows, so it was completely dark at night.

I heard the familiar sound of someone jacking off, so I slipped out of my sleeping bag and moved closer. I put my hand on his cock and he let me take over. I stroked him a few times and then grew bolder and leaned over, taking him into my mouth.

"Wow!" he said, "That's awesome – keep going." I ran my tongue all over the cock, wondering who I was sucking, but not really caring – any cock at all was just what I needed.

It didn't take long before he came and I finally got to taste his precious juice! It was strong tasting and completely unique. I withdrew and laid on top of my sleeping bag, holding his load in my mouth. I was so happy to finally get what I'd been longing for.

Though I was one happy cocksucker, soon I wanted more. Then I heard another guy jacking and soon I was sucking him as well. I returned to my place, relishing the second load.

The other two guys were sleeping soundly, but I really wanted to suck them as well. I reached into the sleeping bag of one of the guys and put my hand on his crotch. He awoke but just moaned as I took his cock in my hand. I pulled down the sleeping bag and began to suck, and soon he rewarded my efforts and I reveled in my third load.

I couldn't believe my good fortune, but still wanted to do all my friends. I approached the last guy and began to fondle his cock when he awoke and said, "Hey!"

"Shhh," I whispered, “Just relax.” I stroked him to erection and soon I was sucking him as well. I didn't know who I was sucking, but knew I'd blown them all. When he came I climbed back into my sleeping bag and held his load in my mouth as I happily drifted off to sleep.

The next morning they were all talking about the great blowjob they got last night. I made the same claim to avoid being suspected, but I was delighted to be the secret sucker!

Finally Kurt said, "I know it's not me, but one of us is a cocksucker, and I wish I knew who, 'cuz I want more! Everyone chimed in and seemed to agree, and I pretended so they wouldn't know it was me.

It was a mystery, but I looked forward to the next sleep-over. We had the next one in a month, and soon after the lights were off, I lay there listening for jacking-off. When I finally heard it, I slipped out of my sleeping bag and approached the sound. Soon he was in my mouth and once again I delighted in sucking.

As he came, he moaned loudly and put his hands on my head, holding onto me. Suddenly the lights came on and I was caught.

Stan let go of my head and I lifted away from his cock. I could see that Kurt was at the light switch, while Marty and Jason were staring wide-eyed at me. "So Joey is the cocksucker!" Kurt said, and I began to regret all ever getting into this. I tried to think of some way to talk myself out of this mess.

"Guys," I pleaded, "I was just curious – that's all."

"Geez!" said Jason, "I never figured you to be a cocksucker!"

"Well now you know," I replied, "So now what?"

"For sure, you keep sucking us," said Stan, "But a lot more often!"

"You can't let anyone else know," I said, "This could ruin me."

"No reason for us to spoil it all by telling anyone," Marty said, "We got a pretty good thing here."

"You guys all agree?" I asked the group, "As long as you guys keep my secret, I'll suck you, but it's over if anyone finds out."

They all agreed, so for now things seemed alright – well, mostly alright – I never wanted them to know I was a cocksucker, but now that they know, I'll probably suck a lot more often – not such a bad outcome!

In a way, my getting outed as a cocksucker brought us all closer together, now that we all shared my secret. The guys got very creative about finding safe places for me to suck them, resulting in me sucking all of them nearly every day – sometimes more than once.

It slowed down temporarily when they got girlfriends, but soon they were back. The girls didn't put out as often as they wanted, and then there was their periods – soon they were grateful to come back to me.

I sucked them all until we graduated from high school and went our separate ways, each to a different university. I had a lot more confidence by then and had no problem finding more guys to blow. I'd come a long way from being a secret sucker!

  To be continued . . .

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