First Taste of Cum Part 387    
          by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  



This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.  




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Author’s note:
This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful first blowjobs. Some of these are inspired by my readers. I hope you enjoy this series.


Just Try It

    I 'm Tim, a thirteen-year-old guy with a life-long friend, Steve, who I do everything with. That included jacking-off when we were finally able to cum. Jacking-off is usually a very private thing, but we really enjoyed doing it together. We never touched each other, but watching each other added to the excitement. We had a favorite spot in a wooded area by our houses.

There were a couple of logs that we sat on, dropping our pants down to our ankles. It was convenient because when we came, we could just shoot on the ground – no cleanup or tissues to dispose of. We often would close our eyes and fantasize about erotic things – I liked thinking about Marsha, a really hot babe in my class who was mature beyond her years. I had no idea what Steve thought about – that part had remained private.

One day Steve said, "There's something really hot I fantasize about that I think you could help me with."

"Maybe I can," I replied, "What is it?"

"Putting my cock into your mouth," Steve blurted out, and then looked away – possibly ashamed of saying it.

That really caught me by surprise. I liked girls, and had no interest in what he suggested. "I'm no cocksucker," I insisted, "Whatever gave you the notion that I was?"

"I didn't mean cocksucking," Steve explained, "I'm not looking for a blowjob – I just want you to hold it in your mouth for a little while."

"You want me to hold your cock in my mouth but don't want to be sucked off?" I asked in astonishment, "How do I know you won't change your mind once we get started?" I don't know why I even said that – it sounded a lot like I was willing, and sure didn't mean to suggest anything of the sort.

"We've been best friends forever," Steve said, "And I want to keep it that way – I would never betray your trust."

But why did you think I might be open to such a thing?" I asked.

"I don't know," Steve replied, "I just thought that it would be something you might enjoy doing."

"Not a chance!" I shot back, this time wanting to make it clear I wasn't at all interested.

That ended the conversation, but we continued stroking until we each came.

That night I couldn't help thinking about what Steve had said. Purely out of curiosity I went online and found some gay porn. I looked at pictures and videos of guys sucking cock. What really surprised me was how much the guys sucking seemed to enjoy it. But why? Sure, the guys who were being sucked had a great time, but what was in it for the sucker? It was a mystery indeed.

At bedtime I began to jack-off, which was my normal routine. It helped me get to sleep and was a great way to end the day. As I stroked I found myself wondering what it would be like to have Steve's cock in my mouth. To my surprise, the thought of it aroused me and I stroked even faster!

Soon I came more strongly than usual, but quickly felt a wave of guilt and shame wash over me! I realized that I'd cum while thinking of things no straight guy would ever do. Soon it was over and I drifted off to sleep.

In the morning I jacked-off once again, this time also thinking about Steve's cock in my mouth. After cumming I felt the guilt and shame once again. I'm not sure why – I'm not at all homophobic – I just considered myself to be completely straight.

I thought about it throughout the morning in school and decided that it wasn't the thought of Steve's cock in my mouth that aroused me, but rather the very forbidden nature of it. I realized that if I were gay I'd be sucking Steve off, not just holding him in my mouth. By mid-afternoon I decided that I might want to try Steve's cock in my mouth – as long as it went no further than that!

After school we went to our usual jack-off spot and dropped our pants. We stroked for a bit, and I watched Steve's cock, wondering about having it in my mouth. Finally I got the courage to ask, "You still want to put your cock in my mouth?"

Steve paused his stroking and got a big smile on his face, "You mean it? Really?"

"As long as that's all there is to it," I insisted. Steve quickly agreed, briefly pulling up his pants so he could approach me. He dropped his pants and stood with his cock inches from my face. I'd never seen a cock so close before, but my curiosity got the best of me and I opened my mouth.

Steve slipped in and I closed my mouth around it. It was a strange feeling, unlike anything I'd ever experienced, but it was kind of nice. "Just hold it there," Steve said, "No need to do anything else."

As I caressed his cock in my mouth I felt it growing, reaching full erection. I enjoyed having that effect on him, and continued to hold him for a few minutes, then Steve pulled out and stroked himself quickly, cumming in less than a minute. "Damn that was great! Thank you!!!!"

I stroked myself and was hard almost immediately. Soon I came – once again very strongly. When the guilt and shame hit me, I just reasoned that it just simply reinforced how taboo this all was. I kind of felt proud to have had the courage to do something like this.

The next day at school Steve thanked me for indulging him and hoped I would be willing to do it again. I agreed and told him I was surprised at how nice it felt in my mouth, and we both agreed to another session after school.

This time I kept my pants up and got on my knees before him as he unzipped and took out his cock. He was soft, but soon after he entered my mouth, I could feel him growing. I really enjoyed knowing how much I was arousing my best friend. Once fully hard I held him for a couple more minutes before he pulled out and stroked himself to climax.

Then I dropped my pants and sat on my log, stroking myself to completion.

This was a lot better than anything we'd been doing before.

We repeated this every day for a week. I really enjoyed holding Steve in my mouth, but found it was difficult to really hold still. One day as my tongue moved Steve said, "Do that again! It's great!"

I purposely moved my tongue around – all over the contours of Steve's cock and he moaned with pleasure. Suddenly he pulled out and shot his load onto the ground next to me. Then it dawned on me that I'd just given Steve a blowjob.

"You tricked me into sucking you off!" I said indignantly.

"No – you did it on your own – I just enjoyed it," Steve said, "And you did it really well, too."

"I just agreed to hold you in my mouth," I said, "Not to blow you!"

"I didn't mean that to happen – you were just so good," protested Steve, "But we can go back to the way it was."

That night I thought about what had happened – about how easy it was to make Steve cum once he was in my mouth. He was my best friend and I really wanted to do this for him. I knew that he could have grabbed my head and shot his load into my mouth, but he was a real gentleman and pulled out to shoot.

That night when I jacked off I thought about making him cum again and decided that I wanted to do more.

The next day I held Steve still in my mouth, but then began to move my tongue. "Careful," Steve said, "You know what happened last time!"

I had no reason to hold back, and began to move my tongue eagerly, and soon Steve pulled out and shot his load.

"I thought you didn't want to do it that way?" Steve said.

"I changed my mind," I said, "I like the way you respond to my tongue."

"You really got me going," Steve admitted, "I nearly couldn't pull out in time."

"I suppose a mouthful of cum would be really gross," I said, "Thanks for pulling out when you did."

"Some guys love the taste of cum," Steve said, "Perhaps you would as well – wanna try?"

"I'm not sure," I said, "Though I'm kind of curious."

"How about if I cum in your mouth tomorrow," Steve offered, "And you can spit it out if you don't like it?"

That sounded reasonable. Recently I'd been watching blowjob videos where the guys held their mouths open while others squirted their load in. It must not taste awfully bad – and maybe really good!!!

The next day Steve said he would stay in my mouth long enough to give me a couple of squirts of cum, and then pull out and shoot the rest on the ground. That sounded good, and I began to suck his cock. In a few minutes he said, "Here it comes!" and I felt two hot squirts on my tongue. Steve pulled out and shot the rest on the ground.

There I was with Steve's hot cum in my mouth. It was very strong tasting – unlike anything I'd ever had. I found that I just couldn't stand having it in my mouth and quickly spit it out.

Steve thanked me for letting him cum in my mouth and said, I did really well – it felt wonderful to cum in the wet warmth of my mouth! It was now my turn to jack-off and I came quickly. Apparently cum in my mouth was very arousing.

I agreed that Steve should continue to cum in my mouth, but he could finish there, and not pull out to shoot on the ground. The next day that's exactly what we did, and I found I enjoyed the feeling of Steve finishing in my mouth. Each day I found that his load tasted a little better, and soon I stopped spitting. Instead I simply swallowed, which Steve noticed immediately.

"That's so hot!" he said, "I really appreciate your being such a good sport about it all."

The next step for me was jacking off while I sucked Steve. I wasn't sure how well that would work. I wasn't entirely past the guilt and shame and feared that if I came before Steve that I wouldn't be able to finish him. That would be a disaster – I sure didn't want to start something I couldn't finish.

I confessed my concerns to Steve and he said that he would insist that I finish if there was any hesitation at all.

The next day I began stroking as soon as Steve was in my mouth. Thinking about sucking him was wonderfully arousing, but actually doing it was much better. It took me less than a minute to cum, and then I felt ashamed and not wanting to finish.

Steve put his hands on my head and said, "You can't bail out on me now! You gotta finish what you start.” Holding my head, he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth, and finally pumped his hot load in.

When I had sucked Steve in the past my mind was in kind of an aroused fog. I knew all that I'd done, but it was kind of a foggy memory. After I came my mind was clear and the entire experience was wonderfully vivid! When Steve gave me his load it was stronger than ever, but now tasted great! I eagerly swallowed and knew that this was the way I want to jack-off from now on!

That's exactly what we did. Steve got the very best climaxes in my mouth and I got the very best while sucking him.

We had been the best of friends up until that point, but now we were even better friends! If you have a strong friendship, I recommend making it even better by sucking!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)