I 'm Dick, a thirteen-year-old white boy, close friends with Tom, a black guy and Sherri, a white girl – all my age. Since we were only five we were curious about our own, and each other's bodies. We frequently played "doctor", and soon mastered each other's anatomy – especially the private parts. We discovered that the parts that are generally considered "private" really should be shared with others. When we touch our own private parts, it feels good, but when other people touch them, it feels wonderful – and we did a whole lot of touching!

As we went through puberty, we were a little more private about things. Jacking-off seemed to be something especially private, so we kept it to ourselves. One day I walked in on Tom and Sherri together, and she was sucking Tom's black cock!

I was pissed for being left out and made that clear. Sherri offered to suck me if I would suck Tom while she did. I refused, saying I was no cocksucker, but Sherri persisted, and unzipped my pants, reaching her hand inside. She squeezed my cock, and I couldn't help but respond. As my cock hardened, she fished it out of my pants and brought me to full erection. She squeezed my cock and urged me to reconsider – it would just be between the three of us – nobody else need ever know.

Sherri knelt down and licked the head of my cock, telling me there would be much more if I'd simply be a good team player. Soon she wore me down and I agreed to suck Tom. Tom promised it would just be between us. I took his big black cock into my hand, enjoying the way it felt. I'd never touched another guy's cock before and liked the way it felt – firm, yet soft, and warm. As I took him into my mouth, I enjoyed the slightly salty taste. As I sucked, Sherri began to suck me, with made my sucking more enthusiastic. Soon Tom came in my mouth. I wasn't sure whether to swallow or spit it out, so I continued to hold it in my mouth as Sherri sucked me. Then I came and it was wonderful!

"It's okay to swallow," Sherri said, "In fact it's better if you do." I swallowed as well.

Sherri had been fingering herself as she sucked me, so she came several times. She said next time one of us would have to have to go down on her.

We all agreed that we had a great time and would do it again soon.

That night at bedtime I jacked-off, initially thinking about Sherri sucking me, but soon I found myself thinking about sucking Tom. I tried to focus on Sherri but could not. When I imagined Tom cumming, I shot my load. I couldn't tell for sure, but it seemed like my climax was triggered by Tom cumming in my mouth. I knew that wasn't exactly straight and was glad our three-way was just between us!

The next morning, I jacked-off again, once again cumming as I imagined Tom doing so. I was sure that was no coincidence. I wondered what was going on – that's not the kind of jack-off fantasy a straight guy should have.

At school I looked for Tom and we talked. "Tom," I began, "Since we got together, my jack-off fantasies always include my sucking you. I just can't seem to get it out of my mind."

"I can see that it would be troubling for you," Tom acknowledged, "Mine have been similar, always including you sucking me."

"Neither of those are very straight fantasies," I responded, "But yours is better than mine."

"That depends on what you mean by 'better'," he replied, "But I think I know what you mean."

"Any idea what to do about it?" I asked.

"I think you should suck me more," he recommended, "Even without Sherri."

"But without Sherri it seems completely gay!" I countered.

"Maybe so, but we both need to cum – I do every day," Tom responded, "It's just between you and I – Sherri doesn't even have to know."

"I'll think about it," I said, and we both went off to our morning classes.

During the day I thought about sucking Tom and found myself getting hard. I'm not at all homophobic, but really thought of myself as completely straight. Well, after our three-way, maybe not completely straight. Now, I'm not sure about it at all!

If my fantasies continue to focus on me sucking Tom, it will be only a matter of time before I really do it. Of course, I already have done it – just with Sherri there. The more I thought about it, the fact that Sherri was there didn't change much – it still was not a straight act, by any stretch of the imagination.

At lunch I looked for Tom and saw him eating with some of his friends. I approached and asked to talk with him privately, so he got up and we stepped away from the table. "Okay if I come by your house after school? You won't have to jack-off." Tom smiled and quickly agreed.

I spent the rest of the school day thinking about sucking Tom.

After school I met Tom at his house and proceeded to his room where we undressed. Tom handed me a box of tissues and I knelt as he approached me. Soon I had his cock in my mouth and enjoyed the feeling of him hardening in my mouth. My cock was hard without even touching it. There was no question that cocksucking aroused me. I began to stroke, but was careful not to cum too soon – if I did, I might lose interest and not be able to finish. If that happened, Tom would be justifiably pissed at me, so I wanted to be sure to finish.

Without Sherri sucking me, I focused on Tom's cock, and realized that it actually felt kind of nice in my mouth – almost like it belonged there. The shape of the head seemed to match the shape of my mouth, and I found that I enjoyed the entire experience of moving my tongue along the bottom of Tom's cock head.

It's a good thing I'm not homophobic – it was really clear that I liked this and wanted more. I still liked girls – especially Sherri, but now I knew that I'd be willing to blow Tom any time he wanted it.

That was a lot going through my mind while I sucked. Tom told me I was doing a great job and he was getting close. I began to stroke faster in anticipation. I felt Tom's cock enlarge slightly and then shoot his hot load into my mouth – that was enough to send me over the edge and I came strongly, shooting my load into a tissue in my hand.

I swallowed, but let Tom remain in my mouth for a bit. When he pulled out he said, "That was great! How was it for you?"

"I have to admit that it was really good for me too," I confessed, "I'll be glad to do it any time you want."

"It's a deal!" agreed Tom, "We meet with Sherri in two days, so let's do this again tomorrow."

I got dressed and went home, now accepting that what I did was totally gay. But I still liked girls – is there any such thing as a straight cocksucker?

Tom and I continued to meet with Sherri twice a week, except during her period, and I jacked-off while sucking him all the other days. I decided that I must be bisexual, but the three of us still kept our activities private.

I did enjoy being with Sherri, sometimes going down on her or rimming her. After high school graduation, Sherri went away to college, while Tom and I remained in town, attending a local community college. I sucked Tom every day and would only jack-off with his cock in my mouth – it just seemed like the best way – I was rewarded with a powerful climax only after Tom came in my mouth.

Special thanks to my online friend, Larry, for contributing this story idea and much of its content

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)