Date: Tue, 3 Sep 2002 02:42:47 EDT
From: Lckr069@aol.com
Subject: That's a Blowjob

This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual contact between males.
The normal legal disclaimer applies. If you're not old enough, or it's
unlawful in anyway for you to read this kind of thing, GO AWAY!!

This is not one of my better works, but it's a true story of how I came
to be a cocksucker, and a lover of the art. Everything is factual except
for the names.

			     That's a Blowjob

First a little background. Without going into a lot of detail. I wound up
spending my formative years growing up in an orphanage in the Midwest,
USA, (which, for the purpose of this story, I will refer to as the
"Home").

Actually, it was two separate "Homes." The why's and wherefore's of all of
this are not important to the story.

The first "Home" I was in, was from the time I was 4 until I was 9 years
old. There I had a friend named, Billy. Billy and I began exploring and
experimenting with each other's bodies at a very early age (approx. 6 or
7). This included looking, touching, playing with each other's "peenies,"
putting them in our mouths, and so forth. At the time, we had no idea
that what we were doing was considered wrong or socially unacceptable.
Or, that there were actual names for each of the things we were doing
(ie; Jacking off, Blowjob, etc). We just knew it was fun and we enjoyed it.
Actually we didn't even consider it sexual (since we didn't even know
what "sexual" meant). It was just basically childhood experimentation.

But, I digress. Back to the story.

At the age of 9 I was transferred to a different, larger, facility in a
neighboring town. In this "Home" we were segregated, not only according
to sex, but also according to age group (or dept.). At the age of 11 I
was moved into the Jr. High School dept. This is where my story,
actually, begins.

We slept in a dormitory, with the beds laid out in rows, in a military
barracks style. Shortly after I moved into the Jr. dept. I met a boy
named, Mike. He was a couple of years older than I was. He slept in the
bed next to mine. One night, Mike and I were talking. He asked me if I knew
what a blowjob was. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I didn't
want to appear stupid (being the new kid, and all), so I answered that of
course I knew what a blowjob was. He pressed further by asking, "ok, what
is it?" Figuring that it must have something to do with air and a guy's
dick, I responded, "It's when a guy blows on another guys dick."

(Now you have to visualize here. In my mind's eye I was seeing a guy with
his face down by another guy's crotch, actually blowing air onto his
dick! I didn't understand how anyone could get pleasure from that! But,
whatever!)

He asked if I'd ever given one. To which I responded, "no." Then he asked
if I'd give him one. (With that same picture in my mind,) I responded,
"Why not." "Ok," he said, "after lights out, when everybody's asleep."
That night we both fell asleep, and I forgot all about this mysterious
"blowjob" thing.

A couple of weeks later, Mike and I, and couple of other guys were sent to
find two guys that the Chief Counselor wanted to talk to. We were walking
through a patch of woods, behind the "Home" when one of the other guys
made the comment, "they're probably giving each other blowjobs." The
other guy remarked, "man, you don't even know what a blowjob is." To
which the first guy responded, "yes I do. It's when one guy sucks on
another guy's dick."

BING!! A light went on in my head! I was thinking, "THAT'S a blowjob!?!
HELL, I can do that!! Billy and I used to do that all the time!! I LOVE
doing that!!"

We weren't able to find the guys we were looking for. However, as we were
exiting the woods, I tagged Mike to hold back from the other guys. When
they got out of earshot I asked Mike if he still wanted that blowjob. He
exclaimed, "hell, yes!" We turned and walked back into the woods.

We found a comfortable spot, where Mike could sit on the ground at the
base of a large tree, with his back propped against the trunk. It was
secluded by bushes all around. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants,
and pulled them (and his underwear) just below his cock and balls. Exposing
them to my lustful gaze! Then sat on the ground with his back against the
tree, while I stood, patiently, near by.

Mike's cock was bigger than I'd ever seen before. It was half erect (and
growing fast) as he sat down. It was probably about 6" long and very
thick, with a large mushroom shaped helmet. I laid down on my stomach,
with my face just inches from his boy/manhood and admired the texture of
it. It was like a steel rod, covered with soft sheen velvet. The mushroom
shaped head was a deep pink/purple color, that expanded and contracted as
he flexed the huge muscle I was about to devour. I could see the shaft
pulse and throb as I looked at it. It was beautiful!

I placed my hand under Mike's young hairy balls and instinctively pursed
my lips as I slip them over his pulsing cock head. I heard Mike moan,
deeply, as I slowly devoured his shaft into my hot, wet oral cavity. I
kept my lips pursed as tightly as I could as I bobbed my face up and down
on his throbbing meat stick. It felt wonderful, sliding back and forth
across my tight, sucking lips.

I was not, yet, experienced enough to take his hot, hard, pulsing meat
missile all the way down my hungry throat, but I marveled at the feeling
of it gliding across my tightly sucking lips. With the strong, youthful
shaft gliding along my tongue, and the spongy head rubbing against the
roof of my mouth. I was thinking, OH YES! I was in my element!!

Mike kept moaning and groaning, from the time I'd captured his young,
strong fuck tool between my lips. He placed his hand at the back of my
head, and was pumping his hips upward to meet (or is that meat?) each of
my downward thrusts. Between his moans I heard him say, "Damn! Are you
sure you've never done this before?" I feebly attempted to answer, "no."
Without really waiting for my response, I heard him say, "man, you're a
natural born cocksucker!" I was elated! I'd won an older guy's approval,
and found something I could do well (that I liked)!!

Mike's grip tightened on the back of my head. He began to guide the up and
down strokes of my sucking mouth on his dick a little more forcefully. I
heard him groaning, "don't stop! I'm gonna shoot! Don't stop! I'm gonna
shoot in your mouth! Rrrriggghhhtt nooww!!"

Up to that point I'd never felt anyone ejaculate into my mouth. The
feeling, and taste, startled me as I felt Mike shoot his boy/man cream.
Spurt after spurt bounced off of the roof of my mouth and accumulated on
my tongue. I was confused and afraid. I thought, maybe I'd hurt him. I
didn't know what to do with the "stuff" in my mouth, so I leaned over and
spit it onto the ground beside us. (What a young dummy I was then!!)

Mike and I didn't speak of that incident for a very long time after that.
We went back to the dorm, as though nothing had happened. But, my fate
was sealed! I had become addicted to cock sucking. In addition (I
realized later) I was to gain a reputation, as a cocksucker! Mike (as
with all people, I suppose) couldn't keep a secret. I wound up sucking a
LOT of cocks at the "Home." But, that's another story.

I also learned, that swallowing is better than spitting. But that, too,
is another story.


There is more to this story. If you'd like to read it, let me know @
Lckr069@aol.com