I 'm Brent, a fourteen year old guy who loves anal. It all started when I was much younger and my mom would give me enemas. She thought I should take a dump every day, and if I didn't, she would give me an enema.

I didn't like getting filled with water, but did like the way the nozzle felt in my ass. When I asked my mom if she would just put the nozzle in me and not the water she freaked out and said I was a bad boy. Soon after that she said I was too old for enemas and stopped giving them.

That was when I began to experiment inserting various objects, beginning with wieners, carrots and small cucumbers. By the time I was able to cum I loved to jack-off with my ass stuffed.

When I discovered online porn I learned about dildos and getting buggered. I imagined myself getting fucked as I jacked-off and it made me cum really strongly. I knew it was really queer, but I was definitely straight – it was just a harmless fantasy that I would never really do!

I ordered some dildos of various sizes online and soon was filling my ass with them. I tried to make them stay in, but they always seemed to slide out.

I discovered that if I lubed a small dildo with just water that it would stay in place. It didn't go in as easily, but it was wonderful to be able to walk around with it in my ass. Soon I grew bold and did so at school. In time I had something in my ass nearly all the time!

Jeff was my best friend. He was two years older than I but included me in activities with his friends. One day I helped Jeff install a water garden in his back yard. Digging a pond was hard and sweaty work, and afterward Jeff suggested that we should both shower, and suggested that I go first – he would shower after me.

I undressed and began to shower. As usual I had a small dildo in my ass. That felt good, but feeling it go in and out was even better, so when I showered I usually took it out and soaped it up. That way I could slide it in and out. That always got me aroused and soon I was hard. I began to stroke when Jeff knocked on the door and asked, "Okay is I come in and take a leak?"

I told him it was fine, but quickly realized that I couldn't let him see me aroused, so I turned away from the shower entry.

It was a large walk-in shower without a door. As Jeff took his leak, I tightened my ass around the dildo so it wouldn't fall out but it was slippery with soap and slid out. I hoped Jeff wouldn't notice, but he was watching me and saw it slip out onto the shower floor.

It turned out that Jeff was naked and intended to join me in the shower. I would never have agreed to it but was turned away and didn't see him.

So I was completely surprised when I felt his hand on my ass, slipping a finger between my cheeks. I was shocked but didn't resist – in part because I didn't know how to respond, and partly because it felt kind of nice.

Jeff pressed a finger to my hole and entered me easily – that felt so much nicer than anything I did on my own!

"I see you like anal," Jeff said, "I have something I think you'll like."

He withdrew his finger and slipped his hard cock between my cheeks, sliding it up and down a couple of times, then pausing at my hole. I was rock hard and wanted Jeff's cock in me!

"Oh God that feels great!" I said, "Yes, go for it!"

"Before I do," said Jeff, "I need you to do something for me."

"Anything," I replied.

"Suck my cock," Jeff directed – that shocked me back go reality.

I was completely straight, and was definitely not a cocksucker!

"No fuckin' way!" I protested.

"You know you want this," he said, pressing his cock head more firmly against my hole.

He was right – I did want it, but sucking a cock was something I'd never do.

I pushed back, forcing his cock part way in, but Jeff pulled back and said, "Come on Brent, it's only fair – you do something nice for me and I'll do something nice for you – it's just between us – nobody else will ever know."

Put that way it sounded so reasonable. And I just had to feel Jeff deep inside me.

I turned around and dropped to my knees. Jeff rinsed the soap off his cock and brought it to my mouth.

My lips parted to accept him, and I was surprised at how natural it felt – like we belonged together this way! Jeff instructed me on moving my tongue around and told me I was doing well.

After sucking awhile, I began to feel good about it – then Jeff pulled out and soaped up his cock. He told me to stand up and put my hands on the shower wall and spread my feet apart. I did and soon his cock was pressing into my hole. Then he slipped in easily and he held my hips as he thrust into me.

The feeling was wonderful – well worth sucking him! I was in heaven as Jeff gave me my first fucking. I knew I'd be wanting more, so I resolved go take good care of Jeff.

He fucked me for a few more minutes and pulled out. "Time to finish sucking me," he said.

Jeff washed off his cock and presented it to me. After making me feel so good, I was eager to return the favor. As I sucked, Jeff directed, "You make me cum, then it's your turn."

I sucked eagerly, and soon I felt his cock enlarged slightly and then began to pulse as he pumped his hot load into my mouth.

I'd never given it a thought as I sucked him, so it caught me entirely by surprise. It was really strong tasting – unlike anything else. Jeff told me not to swallow yet, which was fine with me – I had no intention of swallowing.

Jeff put his hands on my head and told me to jack-off, which I was really ready to do. Soon I came, shooting my load on the shower floor. Then it hit me – a terrible wave of guilt and shame – what have I done?

I tried to pull away but Jeff held my head tightly against him, saying, "Swallow and it will be gone. Disgusting as it was, I swallowed, only to find there was a strong aftertaste to remind me of the perversion I just performed.

Jeff released ny head and asked, "You okay?"

"I shouldn't have done this – please don't tell anyone." I whimpered.

"No worries," Jeff assured me, "We can do this as often as you like."

I said nothing as I dried off and got dressed. I went home feeling like "cocksucker" was written on my forehead. I went go bed early that night

I continued to hang out with Jeff but avoided talking about what happened – except for one time that Jeff told me go just let him know when I was ready for more. I said nothing.

The truth was that I wanted to from time to time – usually when I jacked-off, but that quickly passed and the joy of cumming gave way to guilt.

Each time I found that I wanted it more, and finally I was ready to go it with Jeff again. The next time I saw Jeff I told him I was ready for more. He smiled and asked about my guilt feelings.

I confessed that they were still a problem and he offered a solution. Jeff suggested that I suck him off, and later he would fuck me. I should wait and jack-off when I was home. I agreed to try it, and soon I was eagerly sucking Jeff, this time looking forward go his hot seed. Jeff rewarded my effort and I swallowed, now feeling proud of my work.

Jeff told me to return later for my fucking. I went home and immediately jacked-off.

A few hours later I lubed up my ass and went back to Jeff. He took me back behind a storage shed in his back yard and told me to take off my pants, put my hands on the shed and spread my feet.

Jeff pressed his cock between my cheeks and soon pressed into my eager hole. He held my hips as he pumped into me. It was wonderful and I loved every minute of it.

All-to-soon it was over as Jeff made a final deep thrust and remained inside me as he finished draining.

I thanked Jeff and went home. Finding my largest dildo, I jacked-off, recalling the wonderful fucking I'd just received.

As time went by I grew to love the blowjobs even more than the fucking, especially since they could be done quickly and in many places.

Jeff continued to fuck me once or twice a week, but I blew him every day –sometimes twice.

I found that I wanted to suck other guys but kept that from Jeff because I didn't want him to think badly of me.

I now have seven "regulars" that I blow, but it's a closely guarded secret – I'm really straight – I just like cock!

  To be continued . . .

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