I 'm Chas, and I was just a kid when I began to explore forbidden activities. I should tell you that I have always had an unusually small cock. I was the oldest of four boys, and from the start my mother knew was not well endowed. I realized it at an early age because I overheard my her discussing it with my doctor. I don't think they knew I heard but I realized even then that I was different. At the time I didn't know that having a small cock would make others view me differently, but as I grew this became apparent to me.

When I would pee in a public restroom I would sometimes sneak a look at other guys cocks. They were so much bigger and really fascinated me. One guy saw my small cock, and how I nearly dribbled on my pants and said, "You really should sit down to pee, like a girl."

I didn't realize at the time that it was insulting, so I thought about it, and started sitting down to pee. I wondered if I was like a girl in other ways as well. I didn't have any sisters, so I knew almost nothing about girls, other than they were different from boys.

My friends had sisters and would tell me about them, and how they would sneak around to watch them coming out of the shower or dressing. One day one of them brought some of their sister's undergarments, which really interested me. I asked if I could try them on. There were panties from an older sister, which fit me, and a training bra from a younger sister. It didn't fit, but I studied it with interest, noticing the way the cups were sewn so they appeared to be fuller. I pressed it to my chest and imagined I was a girl.

My friends urged me on, and would bring other girls clothing for me to wear. I knew I was dabbling in the forbidden, but I loved it, and the fact that my friends encouraged me just made it seem right. We would play out in the woods and they enjoyed seeing me strut around in girls' clothing. We would often play strip poker. When I would lose and I had to do a "walk of shame" wearing only a bra - my tiny cock barely visible though I'd shed the panties. Sometimes one of the other boys lost, and I watched their bigger cocks bounce as they did their walk. I had no knowledge of blowjobs at the time, but soon that would change.

One day we started to play strip poker. I was dressed completely as a girl when all hell broke loose. Four High School boys caught us and surrounded me as my friends dropped everything and ran like deer. I was scared to death, not knowing what to expect, terrified that my secret was no longer safe. They said they were going to take me though town for everyone to see, and to my parents house. I begged them not to, and to let me get dressed in my boy clothes and leave. I began to cry, and they commented on how much like a girl I really was. They said if I would do what girls do, they would let me go. I didn't understand but agreed, having no other choice.

One of the boys unzipped and took out his cock – it was really huge compared to my friends! He said he was going to put it in my mouth and I feared he would pee in my mouth. But he assured me it would be nothing like that, and I should just give it a try. I knelt before him and opened my mouth. Soon his cock filled my mouth and I found that I liked it. I could feel it growing as he hardened. After a few minutes he pulled out and told me to look at what I'd done.

His cock was fully hard, and bigger than any I'd ever seen before. It was now purple, glistening from my mouth. My fear was subsiding as I was consumed in this new adventure. He put his cock back in my mouth and instructed me about moving my tongue around. The other boys were laughing and joking at my predicament, but I was preoccupied with his cock.

After a while the other boys stopped laughing and watched with interest and massaged their cocks through their pants. The guy I was sucking put his hands on my head and held me as he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth. I later learned that he was face-fucking me, but it was all just an amazing time for me at the moment.

Soon his cock surged and began pumping his hot load into my mouth. He told me to swallow, and holding me as he did, I had no choice. It was very strange tasting, but I swallowed it all. The other boys just went wild at this, and soon their cocks were out also.

Perhaps if someone had told me about this and how it was wrong for guys to suck cock and swallow cum it would have been different, but at the time it was simple an amazing experience. While I started out really afraid, I soon found myself enjoying the every moment.

Soon I was sucking each of the other boys, and each came in my mouth and I swallowed, except the last. He had me suck him but didn't cum – I wasn't sure why, but there was a lot that day that was entirely new to me. After sucking the last one, the boys let me go and departed. I changed into my boy clothes and went home. I had a lot to think about as I walked home. I replayed everything in my mind and realized that I'd enjoyed sucking their cocks but feared that one of them would come knocking on my door to tell my parents what I'd done.

Fortunately, that never happened. Instead, one of the boys stopped me a few days later and asked me how I liked sucking him and told me I was a real "natural" at it. He said I was much better than any of the girls in town. I felt really proud and eagerly agreed to suck him more. Soon I was sucking him and his friend regularly. I gave blowjobs every day, and sometimes several a day.

When school started again they asked me to go to drive-in movies and camping, where I sucked them repeatedly. My parents were delighted that older boys were including me in their activities. They would have really been shocked if they knew why!

There were some games the guys would play with me. Sometimes I would be blindfolded, and they would ask me to identify who I was sucking just from the way their cock felt in my mouth. I learned that cocks are as individual as faces and soon was able to identify all four correctly. Then they added other guys and soon I was sucking guys completely sight-unseen. I was a little concerned about so many knowing my secret, but there was a certain thrill about giving an anonymous blowjob.

One of these blindfolded blowjobs was a guy who paid for it, and I learned that it was how my friends got gas money. Not really realizing that I was being whored out, I felt proud that guys would actually pay for my services. I was proud that I had become such a proficient cocksucker! Then one day I was taken to a gas station and told that I should go talk to Jake, who ran it.

I nervously approached him, and he just unzipped and took out his cock and just said, "Suck it boy."

It was my first adult cock and it seemed like the head was the size of a baseball! It only took a few minutes before he came, and it was like a firehose! I only got a little in my mouth because he pulled out and sprayed all over my shirt. Then he thanked me and told me to say "hi" to my dad. That shook me. He knew who I was and I was afraid he would tell my dad, but fortunately he didn't. All I had to do was blow him regularly and he was happy and let my friends fill up their tanks. I waited until his cum dried on my shirt before going home. I kind of liked having cum on my shirt, even though it was wasted – fortunately I did get a little taste of Jake's load. After that, each time I blew him I put my hands on his ass and pulled him to me as he came, so I didn't miss a drop. Jake appreciated my devotion to cock and used me often.

I continued to suck Jake long after my friends got gas from him. He was the only adult I sucked. Later figured out that he was taking a big risk because I was jail bait for him. I learned that many adult would love for a kid to suck them, but don't risk trying it – fortunately I had Jake and my High School friends to keep me in practice.

All this happened before I was even able to cum, but the first time I did cum was during a blowjob. I got excited and shot my load without even touching myself! My interest in cocksucking increased as it became my favorite way to cum.

Years later I learned that getting caught in the woods was no accident. My "friends" set it up – telling the older boys when and where to find us. They were never very good friends anyway, but I was sure glad for what they did – it changed my life forever!

While my parents never found out, it seemed that nearly everyone else knew what I did and many enjoyed my mouth. It was both a thrill and a worry to be the neighborhood cocksucker. Many said I really should have been born a girl. I realized that perhaps it's the fate of guys with small cocks to suck others, giving them much-needed relief without risk of pregnancy.

I gave up cocksucking when I got married, but continued to replay my many memories. My wife never knew how many cocks had passed through the lips she often kissed. Now I am widowed and have returned to sucking – knowing it's what I was meant to do.

Special thanks to my online friend, Chas, for inspiring this story.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)