Date: Tue, 27 Jun 2006 22:48:36 -0700 (PDT) From: john doe Subject: Where will it end? Part 1 Growing up in the late eighties wasn't anything special. As a kid I did the same things anyone else did. I rode my bike to far, played tackle football without my parent's permission, and of course, played a lot of Nintendo. There weren't to many kids with a Nintendo at my school, we were on the wrong side of the tracks after all, but the ones that did got to be friends right away. We would often swap games between ourselves when we got tired of them or finished them. That's how Bobby and I became friends. We were in the same class and had similar interest. Mainly our love of video games and comic books. It wasn't long before he and I started hanging out after school. This naturally led to having sleepovers. It was at one of these sleepovers that it all went down. I was fast asleep after staying up late and trying to beat Contra. I felt a gentle shake and heard Bobby ask "You up Dude?" "I'm up now" "Good, check these out." My eyes struggled to make out what he was holding up in the dark. Luckily there was plenty of moonlight and after focusing for a bit I was able to make out a pair of tits. Bobby was holding up a couple of porno mags, but they looked different from the ones I'd seen. "Where did you get those?" "My Dad hides them in his closet. Check it out." Bobby whispered as he tossed one of them at me. I opened it up and quickly realized that this was more than I had seen up to that point in my life. This stuff was hardcore. Nothing was alluded to, everything was shown fully for everyone to see. Being used to Playboys, this came as a shock to me. "They're showing everything." I said. "Yeah! Check out this BJ." I resisted the urge to ask what a BJ was and looked over to see a hot Asian girl with a big cock in her mouth. "whoa." "Yeah, pretty hot huh?" "Yeah it is." "You ever get one?" Bobby asked. "Yeah." I said somewhat unconvincingly. "Liar." "Oh and you have?" "Once or twice." he said matter of factly. "What's it like?" "It's hard to describe, I can show you if you want." I was a little taken aback by this and it showed in my voice when I said "What?" "Yeah dude, I'll give you one, then you give me one." "I don't think so." "Whatever, man. I'm fucking horny." And with that Bobby laid out on his sleeping bag, held up his magazine and started to play with his dick. I didn't know what to do. I was a little weirded out by the whole situation, but the magazine had me pretty turned on. So I turned my attention away from Bobby and focused on the pictures. I flipped through the magazine and noticed that it was mostly blow jobs, and mostly close-ups of those blowjobs. The chicks were all hot and they all looked like they loved to suck dick. Some of them were on they're knees in front of the guy, rubbing the cock across they're lips. Others, on they're backs with their heads of the side of the bed. The picture that got me the hardest, was of the Asian girl from the cover on her knees, lipstick smeared, eyeliner running, a cock balls deep down her throat, and the guy grabbing her by the hair. I realized then that I had absentmindedly been playing with myself. As I stroked myself off, I looked over at Bobby who was doing the same. "OK." I said. "But I want you to do me first." "That was the deal dude." and with that Bobby scooted up on to my bed and got between my thighs. A second later and he had my dick in his mouth. It was the best feeling in the world. "Oh shit." I whispered as I felt the warm wetness of his mouth engulf me. "Pretty cool isn't it?" I didn't respond, I just kept my eyes shut and thought about the girls sucking dick in the magazine. Looking back on it, it was a pretty piss poor blowjob, but at the time it was great. The combination of the magazines, the nastiness, and the fact that it was my first blowjob all was conspiring to get me to cum. Just before I could though Bobby got of my dick and said "OK, my turn." I was a little irritated that I didn't get to finish, but to curious to taste dick for the first time. "Fine. Is it OK if you stand up while I do it?" I whispered. "Sure." Bobby said as he got off the bed. I climbed off too, and knelt down in front of him. I tried stroking him but must have hurt him a bit because he said: "Ugh, not so rough man. Just use your mouth." I did as I was told closed my eyes, and opened up for him. I was surprised that it didn't taste bad at all, in fact it was kind of nice. The feel was amazing, so smooth but so hard at the same time. I thought of the girls in the magazine again and started to bob on Bobby's cock, wanting to please him. Being on my knees in front of him was turning me the fuck on. I felt so submissive and dirty. Unconsciously I let out a small moan. Bobby must have taken that as his cue and ran his fingers through my hair, grabbing a small handful. I looked up at him to see him looking down at me and grinning. I tried to smile, but it was a little awkward with his cock in my mouth. He started to really take over then, fucking my face. He wasn't rough, but a little over eager. I just did my best to keep sucking, all the while not breaking eye contact. This seemed to really turn him on as he started to pull all the way out, sometimes missing my mouth on the way in and rubbing his cock all over my face. Abruptly he pulled his dick out of me and whispered "Lick my balls." I didn't even hesitate and went straight to it. "Suck them, get them nice and wet." Again, no hesitation. I just did what I was told. Here I was, on my knees, licking my friends balls while he tapped his dick on my forehead, and I was loving it. He pulled me off by my hair and said "Open." I did and he shoved his cock back in my mouth and started fucking my face again. I could feel that his balls weren't hanging as low as they were, and knew that he was getting ready to shoot. A part of me was freaked out, but another part, the part that was becoming his bitch, needed him to come. I turned it up a notch trying to get the cum out of his balls. I started moaning and using my tongue on the underside of his cock. "Oh shit." Bobby said. And once again when I started to massage his balls. "Yeah, like that." "mmmm, hmmm." "Fuck." he whispered as he held my face in place. Just then I felt something warm hit the back of my throat. Then again. A third spray of come landed on my tongue. I was surprised by the feel of it, but the taste didn't bother me. Warm, slimy, salty, and sweet. I kind of liked it. I took my mouth off of him and immediately felt ashamed of what I'd done. "Goodnight." I said a little too quickly and scampered back into my bed. "Uh? Ok... Goodnight." I shut my eyes and worried about the events that had transpired for what seemed like hours. I worried that someone would find out. I worried that things would be fucked up between Bobby and I. But most of all I worried about where things would end up.