I 'm Adam, living proof that good boys can get into trouble. Hayden, my brother is a year older than I am, but much bigger. He is very athletic while my built is what you might call slight. Hayden was a real sports jock, while I stuck with my school work.

I kind of admired him – wishing I could be more like him, but at the same time I resented the way he picked on me. He got in trouble a lot and I never did. My parents considered me to be the "good boy" and often said asked Hayden why he couldn't be more like me.

That just pissed him off, which led to more picking on me. He had friends who had easy access to liquor because their parents didn't lock their liquor cabinet. One friend in particular, Jason, was well known for his creative mixed drinks, and one day Hayden invited me to come along to Jason’s and do a taste test.

He explained that there were two guys competing to make the best mixed drink and they wanted someone outside their group to judge – someone who wouldn't play favorites, and Hayden knew I would call it like it is.

We got there and all his friends were there, as well as Rhiannon, a really hot babe that had all the guys wanting her. Today she was dressed in a halter top and Daisy Duke style cut-off jeans that really showed her hot ass. I'd do nearly anything if I could get some of that!

Rhiannon greeted me and said, "Hello Adam, I'm so glad you could come. I heard you are a real gentleman, not like that prick Hayden."

I just smiled at her, not quite sure what to say to a girl as hot as her.

"You'll need to wear this blindfold," she added, reaching up to place it on me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Silly boy," she explained, "Everyone knows the only way to do a fair taste test is if it's a blind test."

I suppose I should have known that and blushed with embarrassment.

I heard someone say, "I don't think he's man enough for this!"

Rhiannon put her hand on mine and said, "Pay no attention to them. Now you know that many drinks are very strong tasting – are you sure you want to go through with this?"

"Sure thing," I said, "Bring it on!" I was anxious to show that I wasn't a wimp.

Rhiannon called everyone to gather around for the taste test and put a glass down in front of me and moved my hand to it. It felt like a shot glass.

"Now put it all in your mouth and just hold it there for a bit to savor the taste, then swallow," she said.

I lifted the shot glass to my mouth and tipped it. Damn! That was one strange tasting drink! I never tasted anything quite like it and had no idea why anyone would want such a drink. As I held it in my mouth it didn't taste quite as bad as at first, but I sure would never consider it good tasting. I thought the second drink would have to be better – it sure couldn't be worse! I swallowed and Rhiannon asked if I liked it.

I wasn't going to be a wimp about it, so I lied, "Unique flavor, perhaps an acquired taste, but one I could warm up to." At that, there was an applause, but then Rhiannon quieted the group down.

"Now try the second one and tell us which you like better," she said, now moving my hand to what felt like a small wine glass. I tipped it to my lips and found it also tasted very strong. Similar to the first drink, but just a little different. There was a lot more volume, so I got the full impact of the strange taste.

"What do you think of that one?" she asked.

"It's darned close," I said, "But I'd have to choose the second as the best – what is this anyway?"

Rhiannon removed my blindfold and said, "It's cum! The shot glass is from Hayden and the wine glass is a mixture of the other five guys here!"

At first I was sure she was pulling my leg, but I looked at the two glasses, which contained a few drops of the white goo. All the guys, especially Hayden, broke out laughing. I felt terribly used and should have known not to trust Rhiannon!

"I'm so sorry we had to trick you," she said to me, "But we didn't think you would do it otherwise."

"I'm really glad you liked it, though," she said, "That's important for a cocksucker!"

"I'm no damn cocksucker!" I protested and began to get up to leave.

Rhiannon stopped me and said, "Adam dear, you are a cocksucker – don't you know that when you swallow a man's cum, you automatically become his cocksucker? Hayden has given all the guys your cell number, and when they contact you, you have to suck them – got it?"

"No fuckin' way!" I said, and suddenly Hayden was at her side.

"Look kid," he said, "You voluntarily swallowed all our loads, so you have to suck us any time we want – it’s a rule."

"That's right Adam," Rhiannon said, "It's a rule – everybody knows that. But why don't you go home and rest for now, you don't have to suck right now."

I went home mad as hell. I wasn't sure whether to blame Hayden or Rhiannon, or maybe the entire group. I thought somberly about the six loads of cum I'd swallowed. I never heard about any rule requiring a cum swallower to also give blowjobs, but I'd led a pretty sheltered life. I never intended to get into anything like this.

A few hours later Hayden got home and asked, "Okay kid – you ready to do your duty?"

"Fuck off, you bastard!" I said. In a flash Hayden was upon me and put a strip of duct tape over my mouth.

"That's just to keep you from yelling out," he said, "But I'll remove it when you are ready to cooperate."

He pushed me onto my back on my bed and climbed over me, kneeling with his knees on either side of my had and sitting on my chest, pinning me down so I couldn't get away. He had his pants off but was wearing his jock strap, and he pressed the pouch to my face. "Breathe deeply," he said, "And savor the aroma of a real man."

The pouch was wet from his sweat and had a distinctly musky smell. He reached back and unzipped my pants, taking out my cock, which he fondled to erection. As he did, I felt my rationality begin to leave as arousal took over. Hayden slipped his cock out the side of the pouch and asked if I were ready to cooperate. I was trapped there, and aroused, and in no condition to resist, so I just nodded my head. Hayden removed the duct tape and told me to open wide.

I did and he slipped his cock in. It was humiliating, but at the same time I was surprised at how good it felt in my mouth. It seemed like cocks and mouths were both the same size, almost as if they were meant for each other. I had to admit it to myself that I admired Hayden's cock – it was straight and perfect in form, while mine was kind of crooked, bending to one side. Somehow it seemed like I should be sucking Hayden, though I wasn't yet prepared to admit that – even to myself.

"Ok kid," Hayden said, "Since you like my cum I'm gonna give you more, but from now on you suck me willingly – or I'll have to force you again, and next time I'll show you how painful it can be to defy me – got it?"

I nodded, having no choice but to do so. Hayden instructed me in how to suck him, and I moved my tongue around as he directed. After a few minutes he came in my mouth, and said, "Yeah, you're my bitch alright!"

He got off me and I swallowed, realizing that I was still hard from Hayden's handling me. "I'll leave you alone so you can jack-off," he said, closing the door behind him as he left. I jacked-off, needing to cum badly, but instead of the girls I usually thought about, the vision of me sucking off all Hayden's friend popped into my mind, and it was arousing. I came quickly and strongly, begining to feel shame for all I'd done.

The shame passed fairly quickly, but now that I was no longer aroused, the gravity of what I'd done hit me. After what just happened with Hayden, it was clear that I was indeed a cocksucker, and in a strange way I kind of liked it – though I didn't understand why.

The next morning I was awakened by Hayden pressing his cock head to my mouth. Before waking completely he was in my mouth, and I instinctively moved my tongue around. In a few minutes he came in my mouth and pulled out, saying "That's a good bitch." I'd just sucked off my brother again. I tried to tell myself I had to, but I soon came to grips with the fact that I wanted to.

On the school bus I saw some of Hayden's friends, who all smiled at me and said they would be in contact. Over the course of the school day I recieved a couple of text messages. Jim wanted me to meet him in the parking lot during lunch. Tom wanted me to come to his place after school. I replied to all texts – in part because I had to, but partly because I wanted to.

I met Jim in the parking lot during lunch and we went to his car. We got in and he took out is cock and told me to show him my best work. I protested, not feeling it was safe to suck him in the school parking lot, but he told me that a cocksucker's obligation was to suck any cock presented to him, no matter where.

I had a lot to learn, so I brought my head down to him and began to suck. He told me I was a good cocksucker and that Hayden should be proud of me. In a few minutes he unloaded in my mouth, and I swallowed. Lunch period was over, so I went to my next class. Jim's aftertaste continued to remind me that I was a cocksucker.

After school I went to Tom's house and sucked him off, now more skilled with a cock than I'd been even yesterday. When I got home, Hayden needed draining again – the guy was always horny!

I was Hayden's bitch, and I liked it!

Special thanks to my online friend Adam, for the inspiration for this story.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)