First Taste of Cum Part 397    
          by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  



This work 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 Too Tempting

    I 'm Vince, a horny guy who just couldn't resist a tempting situation. I was twelve at the time and spent a lot of time looking at online porn. I knew about jacking off, and used to stroke myself until I was sore, but wasn't yet able to cum. More than anything else I wanted to suck cock, but I didn't dare. I'd heard that society has become a lot more accepting, but I knew I'd have a pretty rough time if anybody knew of my secret kinky desires.

When I could finally cum, I jacked off four or five times a day, usually thinking about sucking cock. I loved looking a pictures and videos of blowjobs. The suckers seemed to be having a wonderful time and were always eager for a mouthful of cum! I wanted to taste cum so badly, and many times planned to swallow my own cum, but once I shot my load, I lost my nerve and just couldn't do it – I suppose that's because a guy really should get a load from someone else – at least that's the way it seemed to me.

I found some websites that specialized in white guys sucking black cocks, and that was the best of all. I read stories about how most white guys secretly desired to blow black guys. I wondered if it were really true. I'd sure do it if I had the chance. Ned, my next-door neighbor was black, and I wondered what it would be like to suck him. I wanted to, but just didn't dare.

Ned was two years older than I was and very muscular. It was now summer, and Ned would often go without a shirt, wearing only shorts. He was friendly to me and let me hang out with him a lot. I would often stare at his crotch and could usually see the outline of his cock. I often had to jack off as soon as I got home from visiting Ned.

One hot day I was with Ned and we were both laying on lounge chairs in his back yard, supposedly taking a nap. I couldn't sleep, but lay there fantasizing about Ned's cock, when I noticed the bulge in his shorts was bigger than usual. In fact, it was growing, and I could clearly see the outline of his cock reaching down the leg of his shorts. Ned must have been having an erotic dream, because he was bigger than I'd ever seen, and it looked like the tip of his cock was peeking out of the leg of his shorts. I just had to get a closer look and moved next to Ned, kneeling next to his chair. Sure enough the head of Ned's cock was exposed, and seemed to be inviting me touch it!

It was just too tempting, and soon my hand was touching Ned's cock through his shorts. It felt wonderful and hardened even more as I lovingly squeezed it. I heard Ned moan and quickly pulled back, scared that I'd been caught. My heart raced as I knelt there, not sure what to do next. Ned's eyes were still closed, but I knew he wasn't still asleep because he reached down and slipped his shorts down, exposing his entire cock!

It was a dream-come-true, and a temptation I simply couldn't resist. I put my hand on his cock and felt it respond, growing more and standing straight up. I stroked him as I stroked my own cock, but it was so much bigger. I leaned over and licked the bottom of his cock head as Ned moaned with pleasure. While I hoped he was still sleeping, I knew he had to be awake to have pulled down his shorts. I just couldn't resist Ned's cock, and at the moment didn't care that he knew it. Soon I took his cock head and part of his shaft into my mouth. He was much too big to take entirely into my mouth, but I took as much as I could. Remembering what I had seen on videos, I stroked the part of his cock outside my mouth – kind of like a combination handjob and blowjob.

I relished this new experience and wanted it to go on forever but knew that it would be over once Ned came, and I really looked forward to that. I moved my tongue back and forth along the bottom of his cock head while stroking him, and soon I felt his cock grow a little larger in my mouth and pulse, as he shot squirt after squirt of his cum in my mouth.

It was very strong tasting – unlike anything else – but I was thrilled to receive it. I had no idea what to expect, but knew I would never forget this taste! I planned to swallow it, but for now just wanted to savor the special taste. I held Ned in my mouth until he stopped pumping, and then gently pulled away.

I returned to my lounge chair, holding Ned's load in my mouth. I had just realized my life-long dream but wasn't sure what would happen next. Maybe Ned was really sleeping and won't remember what I did – but I didn't think he could possibly sleep through a blowjob – besides, he had to be away to pull his shorts down!

His shorts – I hadn't thought of that, but when Ned wakes up, he'll notice that his short are down. Maybe he'll think I pulled them down – would he be mad? As much as I loved blowing Ned and taking his load, I began to feel afraid of the fallout that might result.

I swallowed Ned's load. I was pleased to discover that there was a unique aftertaste, that reminded me that I'd just swallowed a load of cum – very nice indeed!

As I lay there, Ned began to stir, and soon his eyes opened. He said, "Gee, how did that happen?" and pulled up his shorts.

I didn't know what to do, but tried to think up something to say, but nothing came to mind.

"Sorry," he said to me, "I didn't mean to gross you out." It seemed like I got away with it and breathed a sigh of relief. Ned said nothing about it and I sure didn't either. I went home and jacked off, no longer to a fantasy, but to the vivid memory of Ned cumming in my mouth.

As wonderful as it was, I knew I wanted more, but wasn't sure how to arrange it. My first blowjob was a once-in-a-lifetime experience – not likely to repeat itself – or so it seemed. But a few days later Ned invited me over again and we threw a ball around for a while, but then Ned said it was time for a nap. I was hopeful, but realistically knew that I shouldn't expect a repeat of the other day.

"These shorts are a little tight on me," Ned stated, "Would it freak you out if I took them off?"

I told him it was fine with me and watched eagerly as he pulled them off and lay on the lounge completely nude. I waited until he was sleeping, and then knelt by his lounge again, gazing at his manly cock! I reached for it, and once again it responded by enlarging and stiffening. Ned was laying on his back with his legs spread. I lay on the bottom of the lounge between his legs and began to suck him. He moaned, but I continued to suck, and then realized that his hands were on my head.

I looked up, his cock still in my mouth, and saw Ned fully awake and smiling. "Please continue," he said, "You're doing just great!"

I continued to suck Ned, now reassured, and enjoying the feeling of him running his fingers though my hair as I sucked him. There was no pretending now – I got caught sucking Ned, and he knew I was a cocksucker. It was a strange feeling – on one hand I felt wonderful about finally doing it, but on the other there was a sense of shame. I did what no real man would ever do, and I loved doing it! What did that say about me?

All these mixed thoughts were racing through my mind as I sucked. I decided to put it all aside and live in the moment, thoroughly enjoying Ned's big cock – it was clear that he was! I continued to suck, no longer feeling bad that I was caught – actually a little relieved to have it out in the open, especially since Ned didn't seem upset with me.

"I'm gonna nut any time now," said Ned, and I prepared to receive my reward. Soon I felt his cock enlarge once again and begin pumping his seed into my mouth. I continued to hold him in my mouth for a while after he came, until he pulled out.

"That was great!" he said, "I had no idea you were a cocksucker!" That sounded really insulting, though I knew that Ned didn't intend it that way.

"I guess I am now," I admitted, feeling a little shame at doing so.

"So you are new to this?" Ned asked, "And last time was your first?"

"I thought you were sleeping," I replied.

"I pretended to be to make it easier for you," Ned explained, "But now that it's out in the open we don't have to pretend anymore."

"I know this is a shameful thing," I said, "Please Ned, don't tell anyone – please!"

"Don't worry about that!" he assured me, "This is a really private thing, and I won't spoil it by talking about it."

"So you aren't upset with me?" I asked.

"Hell no!" Ned assured me, "I'm really glad you did it, and hope you'll do more."

"I want to do it a lot more," I replied, "As often as possible. I wish that every time you cum it would be in my mouth."

"Let's see if we can do that," Ned responded, "Give me your cell number and I'll text you whenever I need it and we can get together." That was a wonderful idea and I quickly gave him my number.

I went home and jacked-off again, and this time it was even better. I was thrilled that Ned liked me sucking him and looked forward to being his "on-call cocksucker". That evening was my first request from Ned. We agreed to meet in my back yard behind a hedge that gave good cover.

I met Ned in a few minutes. He was unzipped with his cock already out, stroking himself part-way to erection. I was eager to take over and quickly dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. Ned put his hands on my head and ran his fingers through my hair as I sucked. That became our regular routine and I loved being so intimate with him.

In a few minutes Ned rewarded my work and I gratefully swallowed. I thanked Ned, and he thanked me. He wanted me to suck him tomorrow morning before school and told me of a place to meet him, to which I quickly agreed.

I went back inside and at bedtime jacked-off, recalling the two blowjobs I gave today. I loved how my life was taking shape, and drifted off to sleep after I came.

The next morning I met Ned in front of Mrs. Murphy's house. There was a row of large evergreen trees that we could squeeze into for privacy. Soon I was on my knees sucking Ned. This was a wonderful way to start the day, and I eagerly took his hot load. I continued to hold it in my mouth as I mumbled "thank you". I didn't need to talk to anyone, and was able to keep Ned's seed in my mouth until we got to school.

Throughout the morning I replayed the memory of each of my blowjobs. Then in my third period class I got a text from Ned telling me to come to a particular boy's room at 10:15am. I asked to go to the bathroom a little before that and hurried to the boy's room Ned specified. It was a little different than most of them because it had the sinks and stalls first, with the urinals at the end and out of sight. Ned told me that I'd suck him right by the urinals, and if we heard anyone coming in, we'd quickly just stand at the urinals. Sucking Ned at school was especially exciting and I did my best for him, and returned to class with a mouthful of his cum.

I sucked Ned again after school, and then again just before bedtime. I liked sucking him in a variety of places and appreciated his care in choosing safe locations for our meetings. The fact that Ned was horny nearly all the time kept me sucking regularly, and I never grew tired of doing it – the reward of his load was always well-appreciated!

I continued to suck Ned exclusively until he was a senior. Then he told me that upon graduation he would be going away to college and wanted to set me up with other guys to suck. I had mixed feelings about that – I liked the fact that Ned was the only guy who knew I was a cocksucker, but sure didn't want to be without cock when he went off to school. We discussed it at length and he told me that only black guys would know I was a cocksucker. Since nearly all my friends were white, it would be a secret from them.

Over the next six weeks Ned would text me with times and locations to meet, and he would always have one or two friends for me to suck. As much as I loved sucking Ned, it was even better to suck a variety of guys. Ned gave the guys my cell number so they could make further arrangements with me. During this time I sucked 27 guys besides Ned and was getting several requests a day from guys I'd sucked before. By the time Ned graduated and left for college I was giving 5-7 blowjobs every day. The variety was wonderfully exciting!

I'm married now, but my wife knows I love cock and is very supportive. We set up a private glory hole so visitors can stop by for service. Sometimes she watches as I suck, and sometimes she sucks, but she always encourages me. Anyone can text me for an in-person blowjob, since some like to see me in action. I'm truly living the dream – I never could have imagined sucking this much cock and having a wife who encourages me – and it all started when I just couldn't resist Ned's cock!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)