I 'm Bryce, and at age fourteen was jacking-off every chance I got. My brother Ben was in high school and he taught me, and sometimes we jacked-off together. He was a lot bigger than I was, but assured me that I would get a lot bigger as I went through puberty.

One day Ben asked me to suck his cock. By that time I knew it wasn't something that straight men did, and I refused. He was kind of pissed and said I owed him, for teaching me how to jack-off. I knew he was right and I was really grateful, but there was no way I was letting him turn me into a faggot. Don't get me wrong – I'm not at all homophobic, but I liked girls and had no interest in being gay.

One day Ben asked me how I thought I could repay him for teaching me to jack-off, and I offered him a handjob, which he quickly accepted. I knew this wasn't entirely straight of me, but it was better than giving him a blowjob.

I found that I enjoyed holding Ben in my hands and feeling him harden, and then shoot his load. He would tell me when he was getting close, and I would hold a tissue to the end of his cock and catch his load. I was glad to be doing it this way, because I sure didn't want him cumming in my mouth!

I jacked Ben of nearly every day after school and it became very routine. One day some of Ben's cum missed the tissue and splashed onto my wrist. I went to the bathroom to wash it off and disposed the tissue along the way. As I ran the water to wash Ben's cum off, I became curious about the taste, and licked it up.

It was a very strong taste – unlike anything else, but not objectionable. There was no reason it should taste like anything else – I was glad to have satisfied my curiosity. I knew that cocksuckers routinely swallowed entire loads, and must really like it. I wondered if I would grow to like the taste of cum. I knew it was a crazy idea, but I couldn't help thinking about it.

The next day when I jacked Ben off, I threw the tissue away, but later came back and pulled it out of the waste basket and popped it into my mouth. It was cold now but had the same strong taste I remembered. I chewed on the tissue like gum, extracting all the flavor of Ben's load.

The next day as I jacked Ben I kept thinking about his strong-tasting cum, and as his climax approached I skipped the tissue entirely and brought my head down to his cock and opened my mouth. I brought the head up to my open mouth and Ben shot his load into my open mouth.

Ben often closed his eyes while I stroked him, but he opened them in time to see his cock shooting into my mouth. I didn't realize it at the time, because he didn't say anything until the next day, when I got ready to stroke him again. He insisted that I undress, which was a little unusual, but I was okay with it. He suggested that I stoke myself as I stoked him, which I did. Soon both my hands stroked our two cocks in the same rhythm, and I really liked doing it this way.

"I'm getting close," Ben said, "Why don't you put my cock in your mouth again so you don't miss a drop?"

Any other time I would have freaked out, realizing that he knew, but in my aroused state I quickly complied, and soon my mouth was full of Ben's cock. It surprised me that it felt so good – like that was the way it was supposed to be, and I wished I'd done this sooner.

With the head of Ben's cock in my mouth I stroked the shaft with my hand and felt his cock begin to pulse as he pumped his hot load into my eager mouth. It was so much better taking it this way, and I hoped Ben would let me continue doing it!

After Ben finished, he told me to hold him in my mouth until I came, which was just a few minutes later. I swallowed and realized that I was now a cocksucker, which made me feel ashamed. I didn't want to look Ben in the eyes after what I'd done, and wondered if I was turning into a faggot.

I left and avoided Ben until dinner time. After dinner Ben said, "We have to talk." I didn't want to but could find no way to avoid it.

"About what?" I asked, hoping it wasn't about sucking him.

"I loved it when you sucked me," he began, "And I think you liked it as well, but didn't so much after you came."

I continued to avoid eye contact, hanging my head as I admitted, "Yeah, afterward I realized I was a cocksucker, but all along I thought I was straight because I like girls."

"You can still like girls," Ben assured me, "Maybe you're Bi."

"What's that?" I asked.

"Bisexual," Ben explained, "It means you go both ways – I suppose it must have a lot of advantages, with twice the opportunities."

"That sounds good," I said, "But I'm not about to go around offering blowjobs to guys."

"Not a bad idea to keep it secret for now," Ben said, "You can just blow me, and date all the girls you want – it will just be our secret."

That sounded great, and Ben asked me to come suck him at bedtime. I agreed and snuck into his bedroom after we went to bed. I took my cock out and stoked myself as I sucked him. I moved my tongue over his cock, getting to know it well. I liked the idea of being Bi, knowing I could enjoy it both ways.

Soon Ben came, and I held him in my mouth until I came as well, I swallowed and went to bed, quickly falling drifting off and sleeping soundly.

From that point on I blew Ben every day after school, and soon cumming with his load and cock in my mouth was my favorite way to cum.

One day Ben asked, "Would you like to suck other guys?"

"I'm not sure," I replied, "I've thought about it from time to time, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea – would they keep it secret?"

"I think we can trust these guys," Ben said, "Besides, you're in middle school and they aren't even in your school, so none of your friends will know."

That seemed reasonable, and I quickly agreed. The next day Ben brought his friend Marty home with him and I sucked him off as Ben watched.

Marty's cock was about the same size as Ben's, but the shape was a little different. Marty would let out little grunts as he approached climax. After he gave me his load he watched as I sucked Ben, and then they both left. Afterward I reflected on what happened and knew right then that I craved cum from multiple guys and wondered how I could get more.

I talked with Ben, and he agreed to bring more guys home for me to blow. Some of his friends weren't interested, but many were, and soon I was sucking Ben as well as four of his friends. Occasionally they would all be there at the same time, and I loved blowing them as a group.

I was satisfied with that for a while, but soon I wanted more. I realized that I'd become a cum-slut, but just couldn't help myself – I wanted as many guys as possible cumming in my mouth!

When I would shower after gym class, I admired the other cocks and wished I could suck them, but realized that was really dangerous – I didn't want my secret getting out at school. I needed to find guys to blow who weren't in my school.

I went to our local shopping mall and quickly got hard watching all the guys there – I knew I'd love to suck them all, but that wasn't about to happen. I wished I could just go up to some of them and ask to suck their cock, but couldn't bring myself to do so.

I had to pee, so I went to the men's room, and before I finished a guy came in and stood at the urinal next to mine. There were modesty screens between urinals, but if I leaned over a little, I could get a look at his cock, but not without being obvious about it.

"Like what you see?" he asked. He appeared to be in his twenties, and had a cock bigger than any I'd seen before, but I'd never seen an adult cock.

"Yes," I admitted, "Can I help you with that?"

He smiled and led me to one of the stalls, where he had me sit down and suck him as he stood before me. His big adult cock really filled my mouth up, so it was a little more difficult to suck, but I liked the challenge. Soon he rewarded my effort and told me I was a great cocksucker. I gave him my cell number so he could text me if he wanted more.

That worked out so well that I repeated it. Most guys declined and quickly left, but a few gave me their cocks. One guy got really pissed when I asked and took a swing at me. I ducked it and quickly left the men's room and went home.

I returned, and continued soliciting blowjobs, but was a little more careful about it. I continued to blow Ben daily, along with any of his friends he brought with him. Afterward I would go meet guys from the mall.

About half of the guys I sucked at the mall would contact me for more. Some would have me to their houses, and some would have me suck them in various other places. Cocksucking was becoming a major part of my life. I really didn't have time for girls, but that was okay, as long as I had plenty of cocks to suck!

  To be continued . . .

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