M y name is Marty, and I am a high school freshman in a school that has been getting more diverse over the last few years. We were still mostly white, with about 20% black, and a few Asians and Hispanics.

In the showers after gym class I saw some really well-being black guys, and turned away in embarrassment. I thought I was pretty average, but not compared to those guys!

I was curious to get a closer look, but didn't dare. Then one day my luck changed. It was after school, when a variety of clubs and activities met.

I walked down a deserted hallway and into a boy's room to take a leak. I was startled to see Marsha, a hot black girl, blowing Marc, a black athlete.

"Excuse me," I said, "Sorry to interrupt." I turned to go.

Then Marsha called out, "Wait!"

I turned back and she added, "This is your lucky day. You get to take my place!

"I'm not like that," I protested.

"Of course you are!" Marsha replied, "All white boys like black cock, and now you get your chance!"

"I don't think so," I said, turning to go.

"You know you want it!" She assured me, taking me by the arm and leading me back to Marc.

I wasn't sure what to do. I was definitely curious, but not sure I wanted to suck him. Marc put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down. I could have resisted, but didn't – perhaps deep down I really wanted this. I was on my knees and Marc's cock was inches from my face.

"You can do this," assured Marsha, and as Marc pressed the tip of his cock to my lips, I opened to welcome him in.

I knew I'd just crossed a line and could never go back. I had a cock in my mouth and it felt pretty good. Marsha coached me to move my tongue around as I sucked, and soon Marc's huge cock began pumping his hot load into my mouth! It was strong tasting, but very distinctive – unlike anything else.

"Now swallow like a good boy," Marsha directed. As I swallowed I was horrified to see that she had snapped pictures of me sucking Marc! "Don't worry," she said, "These are only for the record, and will be private as long as you continue to suck."

"You're blackmailing me?" I asked.

"Nothing like that," she said, "It's just to help you stay focused while you are getting started."

"Wait a minute," I said, "You expect me to do more of this?"

"Of course," she replied, "But that's what you want anyway."

"You mean I have to suck Marc more?" I asked.

"No, ALL the black guys," Marsha explained, "But you'll learn to love it!"

As we left Marsha asked for my cell phone number, which I gave her.

I went home, wondering how I could have let this happen. I did enjoy sucking Marc, but never really intended to become a cocksucker, which I now was, and Marsha had the pics to prove it!

That evening Marsha sent the pictures to my phone, along with the text: "Jack-off tonight thinking about sucking cock – these pics should inspire you."

She had a hell of a lot of nerve telling me what to think about when I jack-off!

At bedtime I began to stroke, as usual thinking about girls in my class. Soon I began thinking about sucking Marc! I tried to force myself to think about girls, but it didn't work. Wanting to get this over with, I brought up the pictures on my cell phone and quickly climaxed – and stronger than usual.

I drifted off to sleep realizing that not only was I a cocksucker, but it aroused me!

The next day Marsha approached me and asked how I was doing.

"I'm feeling like I got caught in some sort of trap!" I replied.

"I can see how you feel that way, but this is a wonderful opportunity," she said.

"In what way?" I asked.

"Lots of white guys dream of sucking BBC – Big Black Cock, but you've done it, and now that you are an insider, you'll have more sex than any of your white friends!" she explained.

"An insider?" I asked.

"Yes, as word gets around you will be accepted and appreciated by all the black guys," Marsha continued.

But all the white guys will pick on me," I protested.

"They will never know," she assured me, "We keep it on the down low – and I will be your girlfriend if you like, so all your friends will know you're straight."

"Girlfriend?" I questioned.

"I don't think you have one," Marsha said, "Wouldn't you like a little brown sugar?"

I had to admit that her offer sounded pretty good. "When can you start as my girlfriend?" I asked.

"Right now!" Marsha said, putting her arms around me and pressing her lips to mine. This was my first time kissing a girl. Then her tongue parted my lips and I was in the middle of my first French kiss!

It was every bit as exciting as my first blowjob – yes, I admit that I liked sucking – not at first, but I quickly warmed up to it – I just didn't like being tricked into it. Marsha and I talked about it at length, and I ended up admitting that I liked sucking. She was glad to hear that and said I could continue sucking after School today. She told me that she was eager to personally experience my oral skills. This was better than I ever expected!

All day long I imagined licking Marsha and sucking lots of cocks. At the end of the school day we walked together to the boy's room where I had sucked Marc.

There were two black guys waiting. Marsha waited in the hall while I went in with the two guys. Soon their cocks are out and I'm eagerly sucking one while stroking the other. Once he came, I quickly swallowed and began on the second guy. When I finished, they both thanked me and said I was a really good cocksucker. That wasn't something any guy wanted to be called, but I knew it was true and just smiled.

Marsha smiled at me and asked how it went. "Great!" I said, "I liked doing both of them."

"Can you do more?" She asked and I nodded.

"Great!" Marsha said, "I'll set you up with three tomorrow, then four, then five."

I was thrilled and each day I suck one more guy than the previous. I was getting pretty good at it!

After that week Marsha lined up five new guys every day. She wanted me to suck all 73 black guys, which I was able to do in less than a month.

By then every black guy knew I was a cocksucker, while thanks to Marsha, everyone else thinks I am straight, getting some black pussy – well they were half right.

Every Friday and Saturday night I spent with Marsha, who taught me to pleasure her all over orally – her nipples, pussy and ass!

She never allowed me to fuck her, but she sucked me off regularly – she said I neded to understand the pleasure I was continuing to give all the black guys.

As I think back to that day I walked in on Marsha sucking Marc – it was indeed my lucky day!

  To be continued . . .

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