I'm Jeffery, a junior in High School. I've been dating girls and enjoying intimacy with them, but more than anything I want to suck cock. I would never do it because I wouldn't want my secret to get out. Society may have become more understanding, but the kids in my school have not. Any known cocksucker would have a miserable time at my school!

So for years my cocksucking had been just a jack off fantasy, enabled by internet porn. I've been absolutely thrilled that I could find porn of nearly every kind. Initially all I could find were pictures and movies of women blowing men. That worked for a while, and I would just imagine myself being the woman. But when real gay porn came out it was perfect for me.

That was enough for quite awhile, but I wanted to know how a cock felt in my mouth, and what cum tasted like. I went into an adult book store and bought a six inch gel dildo. From what I had read online, that was about the size of a typical cock, though most guys claimed to be bigger. I compared the dildo to my own erect cock, and it was just a bit larger, so I thought it would work fine. I sucked the dildo and that was very exciting – for a while. I tried soaking it in warm water to simulate the warmth of a real cock.

I soon came to realize that a real cock attached to a real, feeling person simply can't be duplicated by a plastic dildo! As for the cum, I tried cumming in my hand and licking it up afterward, but most of the time my intentions were good, but I lost my nerve when I came, and just ended up washing the cum off my hand (only to regret that later). I tried saving my cum in a small pill jar, but found that it spoiled, smelling really bad and probably tasting bad as well (I never actually tried it) – it may even have made me sick if I had tried it.

My solution to that was to refrigerate my cum, which did keep it fresh, though it was tricky finding a place in the fridge where my Mom wouldn't find it. The problem was that it was cold, and cum from a cock is warm. My solution to that was to put the cold cum in a small glass bowl, and float that bowl in a slightly larger bowl filled with hot water. In about ten minutes the cum reached body temperature.

Now I was ready for a cocksucking jackoff fantasy. I stroked myself while sucking the dildo, eyes closed and pretending I was sucking a real guy. As I got close, I would reach for the nearby bowl of warm cum and pour it into my mouth, simulating a load being shot into my mouth.

This worked well and was really hot, but it was kind of complicated, and not something I could do anywhere I wanted to jack off.

For years I tried different approaches to fool myself into thinking I was blowing a guy, and finally realized that sooner or later I was going to have to really do it. Now the problem was who to blow. I thought that blowing a complete stranger might work, and did try approaching guys, but didn't have the courage to do so. When I saw a news item about a gay guy being beaten to death, I gave up on the idea.

I went to the adult book store and tried to go into the video arcade, thinking I could easily find guys wanting a blowjob there. Unfortunately they wouldn't let me in, asking for my ID and quickly seeing that I was under 18. That didn't seem to bother them when I bought the dildo, but they weren't going to let me into the video booths.

For quite awhile it seemed completely hopeless, but then an opportunity presented itself.

I'm a really good student, usually getting A's in all my subjects, except for geography. My best friend, Mitch was also an A student, and did well in geography. It was fairly common for us to coach other students having difficulty, and they would often repay us by buying us lunch, giving us something, or sometimes money. We never asked for it, but it was just common practice for kids to show their appreciation.

I asked Mitch for help with geography and he somehow made it all clear for me! He probably would do better at teaching it than my teachers! I wanted to show my appreciation, but was flat broke, and Mitch was getting plenty of free lunches from other kids.

The wild thought hit me to offer him a blowjob. I wasn't sure how to even broach the subject, so I worked on it for quite a while.

Finally, one day I took the risk and said, "Mitch, you know I really appreciate your help in geography – thanks to you I got a great grade, and would have failed without you."

"No problem," replied Mitch, "I was glad to do it."

"But I want to somehow repay you," I said, "And show you how appreciative I am."

"No need for that," said Mitch, "We're best friends and I know you appreciate the help."

"Well, because we are best friend," I responded, "I want to offer you something I wouldn't offer anyone else."

Mitch looked at me with a quizzical look. I continued, "Would you like me to blow you?"

"Jeffery, are you a cocksucker?" Mitch asked.

"I never have," I answered, "But I would for you – in fact I think I would like to."

"Wow, this is too much!" said Mitch, "I don't know what to say."

"Well, the offer doesn't have an expiration date, so you can get back to me when you are ready," I said, "But the one thing I do ask is that you never tell anyone about this, for obvious reasons."

"You can count on my secrecy, Jeffery," he said, "It just seems like I would be taking unfair advantage of our friendship."

"I made the offer, and I think I would like doing it for you," I said, "So think about it."

Nothing more was said for a couple of days, and then Mitch surprised me with, "Jeffery, the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea – in fact I jacked off thinking about it."

"How was it?" I asked.

"It was pretty good until I came," he said, "Then I felt guilty, like I was taking advantage of you, then I remember that you said you would like to try it – is that still so?"

I nodded and agreed to go to Mitch's house after school. We would have the house to ourselves for about an hour, when his Mom got home from work.

The rest of the day I thought about sucking Mitch – my dream was finally coming true!

After school I went to Mitch's house and we went to his recreation room. It was kind of a tense moment, with neither one of us knowing what to say. I wanted this so badly, that finally I broke the ice by saying, "Ready?"

"I guess so," said Mitch, "How do we do this?"

"I suppose there are a lot of ways," I replied, "Why don't you just take your dick out and I'll kneel on the floor here and suck you?"

Mitch unzipped and took out his cock. He was sitting on the couch and I knelt on the floor between his knees. Kneeling there I gazed upon his semi-hard cock. I now faced what I had wanted all my life. I reached and took his cock in my hand and felt it harden. I brought my head to his cock and opened my mouth. As I took him into my mouth I was amazed at how good it felt – like cocks and mouths belonged together – or at least this cock and this mouth.

I was so happy to finally be sucking a cock, and especially glad that it was my best friend's cock. I felt so wonderfully close to Mitch at this moment and hoped that he felt the same way.

I sucked Mitch slowly, wanting to prolong the pleasure for both of us, exploring his cock with my tongue. His sensitive skin definitely felt very different than the dildo, and the fact that it was connected to Mitch made it amazing. I wanted to make him cum, but not very quickly.

Mitch put his hands on my head and ran his fingers through my hair, which I took to be a wonderfully friendly gesture. I paid a lot of attention to the feel of his cock, and felt it slightly enlarge and I actually felt his cock pulse as he pumped his cum into my mouth. I just can't explain how wonderful it felt to feel and taste his hot cum on my tongue!

I held him in my mouth until he stopped pumping, when he pulled out.

"Thanks Mitch," I said.

"Thank YOU!" said Mitch, "That was incredible! I really liked it."

"Just let me know when you want more," I said.

"You mean you want to do it again?" Mitch asked.

"Any time you do," I responded.

That was the beginning of a whole new phase of our relationship, with Mitch and I becoming closer than we ever had ever been.

For the first few times I blew him in the same manner, but with time we got comfortable taking our clothes off, and Mitch saw that I got hard while blowing him. Now I stroke myself while sucking him, and as soon as he cums I finish too. I never thought jacking off could be so wonderful!

Mitch and I are now in our thirties, married with families of our own. We are still close and I blow him about once a week. I thought that getting married, he would lose interest, but we quickly learned that a wife is less interested in sex than a girlfriend, so he needed it more than ever!

I've thought about blowing other guys, and sometimes it that enters my jackoff fantasies, but Mitch and I have a very comfortable arrangement, and it's enough for me.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)