I'm Matt, and just turned twelve. One of the best things about being twelve is that I can finally cum, and I've been jacking off quite a lot!

I live with a sister, Mom and Dad. We just moved into the neighborhood in a house next to my Dad's long-time best friend, Jim. They spend a lot of time together, working on Jim's car in his garage. They seem to have been working on it forever and never seem to finish, but Dad and Jim seem to enjoy each other's company.

On Saturday Mom took my sister into town shopping, so I played catch in the back yard with my friend Mason. One of Mason's throws went a little wild and I missed it, chasing it into the bushes by the fence. As I retrieved the ball I noticed a crack in the fence, through which I saw that there was something going on in Jim's back yard, next door. Curious, I looked through the crack to see Jim and two other men – all naked and stroking their cocks!

"When is your cocksucker going to be here, Jim?" asked one of the guys.

"He should have been here by now," replied Jim, and kept on stroking.

I waved Mason over and he stood close behind me, looking through the crack. I felt his hard cock pressing against the back of my shoulder and began to get aroused myself. We both wanted to watch more, but feared that my Dad would notice we were no long playing catch, and catch us peeking through the fence.

I went in and told him I was going to Mason's house for awhile. With this as a cover story we snuck back to the crack and continued to watch. To my surprise my Dad showed up in Jim's back yard.

"It's about time you showed up!" said one of the guys.

"I had to wait until my boy left," Dad said.

"For your lateness, we'll spit roast you," said another guy, "Until we all cum twice."

"I couldn't think of a better punishment," said my Dad, and proceeded to strip down.

Once naked, they leaned Dad over the back of a chair and one guys fucked him while another fed him their cock. "Take that, you faggot!" one said, "I'm glad Jim finally talked his cocksucker into moving in."

"We'll be giving you all the cock you can handle," said the third guy, "and soon you'll be blowing all the guys in the neighborhood!" Each of the guys took several turns with my Dad, each calling him a slut and other humiliating things.

When they were done Jim said, "We're done with you for now, faggot – you can go now." That didn't seem like any way to treat his best friend, but this seemed to be no ordinary friendship! My dad was rock hard, but just got dressed and left.

I had no idea that my Dad was like that. I felt a little ashamed but excited as well. Mason whispered, "Since your Dad likes to suck cocks, maybe you'll like it to – let's give it a try."

He unzipped and offered me his cock. I was a little unsure of myself, but really wanted to do it, so I took his cock in my hand, but before I could suck him his squirted cum all over my clothes, and some on himself. I panicked, not sure if it would stain, and definitely not wanting anyone to see dried cum on me.

We decided to go in and clean up when we were startled by my Dad coming into the back yard. He saw me with Mason's cum splashed all over me and asked what we had been up to.

Naturally, I lied and said, "Oh nothing."

"That sure doesn't look like nothing all over you!" insisted my Dad.

Mason saw that it was a great time for him to leave, and excused himself, planning to leave me alone to face my Dad.

"Not so fast Mason," my Dad said, "I know you guys were watching us, so it's only fair that I should be able to watch you two."

Dad led us both inside and told us to take turns showering and meet him in the bedroom while he put our clothes in the wash.

When I showered, I soaped up my hard cock and nearly came, but then decided to save it for later. I dried off and went into the bedroom naked, waiting for Mason to finish his shower in the other bathroom.

"So what did you like about what you saw?" asked my Dad.

"I really liked the way you made all those guys cum," I said, timidly.

"Would you like to be able to do that as well?" Dad asked.

"I'm not entirely sure," I said, "But I'm really curious about it."

I remembered that while my Dad made each of the other guys cum twice, he didn't cum at all – that just didn't seem fair, and I wondered if I could make him cum. My father took my cock in his hand and gently squeezed it, bringing me to full arousal. He didn't try to make me cum, but just kept me eager for awhile.

Soon Mason came in, sporting a full boner, apparently fully recovered from his last climax. I had explained that I had almost sucked Mason, but that he had a hair trigger and came all over me before I could get him in my mouth.

Dad encouraged me to get on my knees and give Mason a proper blowjob, so I did. It felt wonderful to have his cock in my mouth, and it just seemed like the way things were supposed to be. My Dad said that I might be a natural-born cocksucker, like he was, destined to spend my life draining the balls of REAL MEN.

Now on his second time, Mason still was fast to cum, and soon shot his load into my mouth. It was a strong and very strange taste. I just held his cum in my mouth while I savored the manly flavor. After I time I swallowed it and Dad asked Mason if he wanted to suck me.

"No, I'm not like that," said Mason, "but Matt is welcomed to suck me any time."

"That's fine," said my Dad, "You are probably a REAL MAN – cocksuckers need men like you to complete them!"

"Do you want to watch us play?" my Dad asked.

"No, I'm done here," replied Mason, "I'll just watch TV in the other room while I wait for my clothes."

After Mason left the room I turned to Dad and said, "I want to suck your cock."

Dad smiled and stood before me. As I took him into my mouth I didn't realize that I would spend much of my life from here on out on my knees like this. He was much bigger than Mason, and really filled my mouth. I barely had room to move my tongue around his cock, and only had half of him in my mouth.

Like Mason's, my Dad's cock felt really right in my mouth – I wondered about sucking many cocks. Remembering my Dad servicing the guys next door, I knew that I too would be draining the balls of many men one day.

As I sucked him he told me that he would teach me to be an expert cocksucker, and introduce me to his friends. I was glad to share this experience with Dad, and knew it would bring us much closer.

Dad suddenly thrust deep into my mouth, gagging me, as he came, and pumped his hot seed into my mouth. It tasted stronger than Mason's but I liked it. I held his load in my mouth as he pumped, but had to swallow to avoid him overflowing my mouth.

When our clothes were ready Mason and I got dressed and as he turned to leave, he said, "I'm really glad you turned out to be a cocksucker – I'll be using your mouth a lot!"

It turned out that Mason liked to brag to the other boys in the neighborhood and soon they all knew I was a cocksucker. I was really embarrassed about that at first, but that soon turned to joy because I was blowing all of them regularly.

I realized that all the time that I thought my Dad and Jim were working on Jim's car that my Dad had really been draining Jim and his friends. Sometimes he took be with him and I did my very best for these REAL MEN!

Mom thought it was great that I was learning about car repair, but I was really learning other valuable skills that she would never approve of!

I'm now in my thirties, and have blown thousands of men, but still have fond memories of how my Dad got me started.


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

  To be continued . . .

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