I 'm Lenny, a horny fourteen-year-old boy. There are a lot of boys around my age in my neighborhood and we often jack-off together. I enjoy cumming, but it's especially arousing to see my friends stroking their hard cocks.

I wanted to suck them, but that was strictly off-limits. Straight guys just didn't do that – I wasn't sure why, because I considered myself straight, though I wanted to suck. Well, at least I could jack-off thinking about it and nobody would know.

We would often have sleep-overs at one of our houses. We would bring our sleeping bags and after staying up half the night, would fall asleep on the basement floor. It was pitch-black when the lights were out, and we needed to use flashlights when we had to go to the bathroom.

One time as I tried to fall asleep I heard one of the guys jacking off. The darkness gave me an idea. I followed the sound, careful not to disturb anyone, until I reached the guy jacking. Guided only by the sound, I reached for his cock.

"What the!" he whispered.

"Shhhh," I said, not wanting to give away my identity.

He clearly enjoyed my stroking him since he made no further protest. Feeling especially bold, I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth. I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt to have a cock in my mouth – it was far better than I ever had imagined. I felt like cocks just belonged in my mouth. I sucked him eagerly, not wanting it to end. But he was horny and ready to cum, and soon I tasted his hot sperm squirting into my mouth. It was a really strong taste, unlike anything else.

I didn't know what to expect but heard that it was really horrible tasting. It sure tasted pretty good to me. As I pulled off his cock, I held his load in my mouth, wanting to savor the special taste. As I did, another guy whispered, "Do me."

I swallowed and moved to him, sucked his cock as well, having no idea who was in my mouth. Soon he came as well, and I pulled back, listening carefully for others. Hearing none, I quietly returned to my sleeping bag, mouth still filled with the latest load. I drifted off to sleep, happy that my dream of cocksucking had finally been fulfilled.

The next morning nothing was said, but later when we got together to jack-off, Jim said, "We have a secret sucker in our group."

That got everyone's attention, and Sam asked, "Who is it?"

"I don't know," said Jim, "But during our sleep-over someone sucked me off."

"That happened to me too," added Mike. Now I knew that it was Jim and Mike that I'd sucked off.

"Couldn't you tell who it was?" asked Lee.

"Haven't a clue," replied Jim, "But he sure was good!"

"Same here," agreed Mike.

"Well whoever it is should admit it," said Frank, "Then we all could enjoy his work."

There was dead silence. The thought of sucking all the guys was certainly tempting, but I wasn't about to admit being gay.

"Maybe he's afraid to admit it," offered Tim.

"Okay guys," said Jim, "Let's try to make it safe for him. Whoever the sucker is, your secret is safe with us, as long as you suck us – that seems fair, doesn't it?"

It did, but I was chicken to admit it and remained silent.

Frank replied, "Well, whoever it is, I sure would love to enjoy your mouth."

I remained silent, so we all jacked off with no resolution to the mystery.

On the next sleep-over there was a lot of talk, hoping the secret sucker, as I was known, would come to their aid. After the lights were out I lay there quietly, listening for stroking. When I heard it, I followed the sound and was soon sucking once again. While I didn't know who it was, I knew it was different from the other two I'd sucked – I liked the fact that I could tell the difference by how the cock felt in my mouth!

Soon he came and I followed the sound to another stroker and sucked him as well. This seemed like a perfect arrangement for me, sucking in complete secrecy. Soon he came and I moved to another guy. So far all the cocks I'd sucked were different. As I sucked this guy suddenly the lights came on, and I saw all seven of my friends looking at me with a cock in my mouth! I was caught and there was no denying it!

Suddenly they were all clapping their hands, applauding my work. I felt kind of silly getting caught in that way and let go of the cock I was sucking. "Okay, so now you know," I said, "I'm sure you understand why I want this kept secret."

Every one of them promised that they would never tell, as long as I sucked them, which I wanted to do anyway. Only now I could be more open about it. Since I was now out to them, I agreed to suck all the guys I hadn't sucked yet that night. They guys who were waiting were all stroking their cocks to erection, and most came within a minute of entering my mouth!

While I was nervous about being outed, I was glad at the same time – no more hiding it, and I'd be sucking a lot more often. I just hoped that these seven guys could all keep my secret!

In the days that followed I usually sucked three or four guys a day, which was great. On weekends we would all get together either at one of our houses, or in the woods and I'd suck them all.

It turned out that they kept my secret well, although I did get caught blowing Frank in his bedroom. His older brother Tony walked in on us and after that I was blowing him as well. Tony wasn't so good at keeping my secret, and invited his friends over for me to suck. That upset me at first, but I really loved their much bigger cocks.

As my friends dated girls they began to lose interest in my sucking – that is until they found out how hard it was to get girls to put out. Even then there were those periods. Eventually they all came back to me, even after they were married – especially after getting married. We all learned the hard way that the fastest way to stop getting laid was to get married.

I'm married myself with a couple of kids, but I am still my friends’ secret sucker. If my wife knew how much cum I'd swallowed she would never kiss me again – some things are best kept a secret.

  To be continued . . .

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