Date: Tue, 6 Jan 2015 15:09:06 +0000
From: Jameson Jameson <jamieti684@gmail.com>
Subject: Griff the Boxer

So i typed this up for a friend, the story of the first blowjob i gave to a
guy, a rough boxer named Griff. The friend said i should post it here.
Sorry it's not the best written thing in the world. Any feedback please
email jamieti684@gmail.com

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His name was Griff (not sure why, his surname wasn't Griffin) and he was my
big brother's friend. They were both 19 when i was 14/15. My brother would
go to his house a lot, we were poor and in a working-class neighborhood, i
guess it was a good way for them to stay out of trouble (which they had
Lots of in their earlier teenage years). They would play video games -
Griff had an old hand-me-down console and an Amiga. They would workout and
box too. He had a shed at the end of the garden with a bench and a punching
bag.

Griff was pretty hot. He was normal height (taller than me at the time) and
he was kinda muscley without being too bulky - he boxed so gaining too much
weight would move him up a weight class, which he didn't want. He had
sallow tanned skin while me and bro were blond and pale. He was, looking
back, pretty thuggish - he spat on the ground and had this little scar on
his face. He had a few tattoos and wore those white wifebeater things a
lot.

I was like a mascot. I'd watch them play video games, i'd hold the punching
bag, that kind of thing. As a kid brother hanging around, i probably wasn't
the worst. Griff only had older brothers who treated him like shit so he
didn't mind me being there. I'd bring them pepsi and milk from the
kitchen. It was nice.

It's kinda clear now that my brother must have one day mentioned i was
probably gay, cos it was out of the blue that Griff started treating me
differently. He was suddenly very touchy and affectionate, especially when
my brother wasn't there. He'd ruffle my hair and tickle me a lot, reaching
underneath my t-shirt to do so. He started to sit beside me on the couch in
his room and rubbed his arm or leg against mine. When he killed a boss in a
game he's elbow and josh me. He'd put me in a headlock, give me a noogie,
stuff like that. Basically getting me used to being touched by him.

He encouraged me to come over when my big bro wasn't there. He got my
number and texted me to come over and hang, "I'm bored, come over, I rented
Marvel Vs DCU". He started sitting on the right hand side of his small
couch - the place i usually sat - it was the closest place to the door. I
couldn't get past him if i wanted to leave and he didn't want me to. I'd
try to get up and he'd just push me back down onto the couch, saying "Where
do you think you're going?". I'd say the toilet or something, and he'd loom
over me and say "Well first you have to pay the tax." "What tax Griff?"
"The Fart Tax my little buddy!", and he'd push my head down on the cushion
and fart on my head.

  At this point i started to get a little afraid - i kinda knew what was
going on and he was an angry guy. He'd act a bit differently if he knew his
dad was home (also a boxer and a guy who took no shit). When it was just me
and him, he'd be more aggressive. I thought he might eventually force me to
do something. In a way he already was - he was a strong guy and had no
problem with putting you in a sleeper hold if he wanted to. He was being
sexually aggressive already, being forced down onto that couch and him
fucking me would have been easy for him. I tried to make sure there was
someone else in the house when i was over without my big bro. Also tried to
keep him happy, never making him angry. I never made him angry, but i
definitely didn't want to see it either.

But still, that line of thinking took a backseat mostly. We had fun. We'd
play 2-player games and i'd spot him while weightlifting. Despite the semi
sexually charged atmosphere, it was genuinely nice for both of us - he was
an aggressive and hyper-competitive guy, but i really think he liked to
show affection the way he did. Apart from letting me win video games... He
always won in 2-players, [and did touchdown dances like this
one.](http://prod-mr-user.storage.googleapis.com/assets/user_vikings_cgreenway52_jumpflex_1418827382.489989/400x286/vikings_cgreenway52_jumpflex.gif?v=c0d4e0368d)
He'd push his junk right in my face, and when i'd try and push him off he'd
just hold me down. One time he sat on my chest, got my head between his
legs and made me say "Griff is the big strong man of the house, please let
me up sir" louder and louder, something along those lines before he'd
eventually let me up.

The first time i saw his penis was in his room. We were alone but there
were other people downstairs. It was a hard level on the game. "Hey, if i
beat this level without the gun, you gotta do something for me." "Oh yeah
Griff?" "Yeah - you gotta give me a blowjob! Ha ha!" I said something like
"No way man, i'd choke on that big thing!" He jumped up, delighted i'd said
this, and pulled down his trousers & pants down and swung his dick up and
down. Not wildly, more like bouncing it up when it fell back to
position. "Heh, you wouldn't be the first one to choke on this thing,
little buddy! Heh heh".

It was big. It was a big dick, and it was right there. I would find out
later he wasn't much of a grower, but soft it looked huge to me. I said
Whoa and i must have been a little wide-eyed, he smiled down at me and said
"See something you like buddy? You might like it!" "C'mon Griff, put that
thing away". He did and finished the level. He didn't die but did use the
gun a few times.

Another time he made a bet that he could drink 4 raw eggs. "Griff, you
drink raw eggs all the time". "OK buddy, tell you what, let's raise the
stakes, I drink 6 eggs, and all in one go too! If i win, you have to give
me a blowjob!" Without waiting for an answer, he went down to the kitchen,
broke 6 eggs into a thermos flask in front of me and brought me out to the
shed. He took off his t-shirt, readied himself, and then drank all the eggs
in one go. It was impressive to a young guy.

I didn't blow him tho. He made me drink another raw egg as punishment. It
wasn't that bad. The egg was in a cup, he told me to scoop up the yolk and
swallow it in one go so it wouldn't break and leave a nasty taste. I took
it into my cupped hand, put it on my tongue and swallowed. He said "Ok bro,
now you have to swallow the rest, you're doing fine little buddy". I put
the cup to my lips and swallowed the egg white. It was actually okay, but i
still made a bit of a face. Griff said "don't be like that, just think of
it as a cup full of my cocksnot. Hahaha. You'll gulp it down in one if you
do! Heh heh".

I had every wednesday as a half day and eventually i'd go straight over,
he'd always be there. One of those afternoons was just me and him. He was
wearing his white wifebeater as usual. "Heh heh, my workouts are going
pretty good. How about you little buddy? How's running?" "It's going ok
Griff, swim meet next week" "Oh yeah little buddy? You gotta be pretty
strong by now, not as strong as me tho, heh heh"... At this point he took
off the wifebeater and flexed in front of me. Said something cheesy like
"look at these guns, eh? Gotta keep these bad boys out in the wild, cos
they're fucking huuuuge, Hrrrr, *grunt*". He kissed his bicep. Cheesy i
know, but it was kindof a turnon. "Oh yeah, this too...", and he stood up
and started to rub up his abs with his index fingers, while making a
sucking teeth noise. "Ah it's getting there, the chest, HOOAHHH".

He posed for a bit and then said "C'mon buddy, take off your T and pump a
muscle". "Naa Griff c'mon, you know i'm tiny compared to you". "Do it
buddy, or i'll tickle you!" He then of course ticked me, then once i was on
the floor, he got both my wrists in one of his hands, held them above my
head, and took the t-shirt off with the other.

He threw the t-shirt into the corner of the room and said "C'mon up buddy,
i'm gonna show you how to flex". He guided me over to the mirror, he was
behind me, told me to "flex your guns". He stood behind me showing me what
to do, and guiding me with his hands. He'd touch the underside of my arms
and say "Yeah bud, just flex there. Just like that little bud."

I'm in work which is shit because there's a picture that perfectly shows
what i'm trying to say. In any event, [it was a bit like
this.](http://falseyedee.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/2vxgck7.jpg) The
contrast between the two, [here's another
example.](http://falseyedee.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/0_hollister.jpg)
He was huge compared to me at the time. I was athletic, but he had actual
bulk. It was an exercise in dominance. I was a twink being manhandled by a
bodybuilder.

He was pressing his chest against my back. I'm not sure if i'm right, but i
think i felt him erect, while he was pushing behind me. Not sure if my mind
is making that up. It was a hot scene regardless. I said stuff like "man
you're so big", i flattered him a lot and he really liked it. He had this
half smile and this laugh he did. He'd flex one arm and do it, "heh
heh". It was like a deep chuckle.

The next night was me and him again. His dad was home, and me and him were
in the shed. Can't remember where big bro was, he'd left earlier. His last
workout was always shrugs - he had proportionally large traps and was very
proud of them. I'd compare him to Super Buu cos of his traps, and he loved
the comparison.

Anyway, he was shirtless, and asked me to massage his traps, ""they're
really tight. C'mon little bud, do this for me". I said something along the
lines of "I'm always doing stuff for you Griff", and he got off the bench,
walked right up to me and said "Oh yeah? Prove it. Gimme a blow job." "Naa
dude, be serious", he said "I am being serious. I've been training this
whole month, boxing coach won't let me fuck around, I'm really pent up,
c'mon little bud I really need this".

My back was against the wall of the shed, he was holding my
shoulders. "Jeez, Griff - someone might come in!" "Don't worry little bud,
the light will go off, we'll know. Anyway, we're locked in". He pushed my
shoulders down and gave me a little room so i could kneel. "You're such a
good friend to me little dude, I really appreciate this". He pushed down
his boxing shorts, [they were black Lonsdale ones like
this](http://resources.sport-tiedje.com/bilder/lonsdale/3534_pro_shorts_emb_schwarz_detail.jpg),
and he wasn't wearing underwear underneath. "OK bud, give it a little kiss
first". I kissed it, then he said "give it a lick". I licked it a few times
and watched it get hard.

When it was fully hard, he said "you're doing great, keep going." It was a
penis slightly bigger than the average, which was good because i couldn't
really handle much more. He moaned when i licked the head, he then moved
his right hand from the top of my head to the back, while his other arm was
braced against the wall. He lightly pushed my head into his cock and said
"ok buddy, take some in now...put your lips over your teeth...mmm, that's
good."

I slowly took cock, he was gentle but insistent. I had my arms on his
legs. As the rhythm increased, so did the length of dick i took. He started
to moan and whisper "you're doing so good baby, this is fucking perfect,
keep going anon. Fuck yeah...". He'd actually called me baby.

This continued for a short while. I didn't really know what i was doing, he
took charge and directed the tempo. I tried my best to keep my lips over my
teeth. Almost gagged a few times, but i think because i was enjoying it
too, i was ok.

Eventually he picked up the pace, "I'm close baby". He was skullfucking me
at this stage, then all of a sudden he stopped, as he came into my
mouth. It was a lot of cum, looking back.

He groaned, holding me there, breathing in and out deeply. "Make sure you
swallow now, little buddy" he said as he gently pulled out. I did as he
told, and he smiled even wider. A little string of cum had dripped off his
dick down onto my chin.

"Did you like it?" I sheepishly looked down at the floor, and said i did. I
looked up and a huge smile beamed across his face. "I did too.". He pulled
me up, hugged me and rubbed my back with one hand, and my head with the
other. "I think you'll be doing this again sometime." I said maybe i would.

I went home that night, locked myself in the bathroom, and wanked with the
force of a thousand suns. I had never tasted semen before that night, but
after eating his load, it wasn't bad. It actually was like the raw egg
white he made me drink. I wanked onto my left hand and licked it up when i
was finished, and it's something i do to this day. It's great for cleanup.

We did a lot of other stuff after that night. He was basically a dom before
either of us knew what that was. He'd do stuff like tie me up and put his
stinky sweat towel on my face (he worked out shirtless), or make me smell
his boxing vests and shorts. I asked to bring one of them home with me,
when he asked why i said so i could smell him. He was fucking delighted,
and cocky as fuck. In the end he gave me an old rugby jumper he slept in
for a few nights. He said it'd be weird if i was caught with his boxing
gear, so i could say i was cold walking home if they found it.

He loved when i talked about his cock. I said once how i couldn't believe
how big it was, given that his body was so huge it should have looked
smaller. It was just stuff i knew he wanted to hear, but he fucking loved
it.

Within a month or two, he already had a favorite position for skullfucking
me - it was when i was lying on the table with my head over the edge. If he
wanted a nice long blowjob in the shed, he would sit shirtless and sweaty
on his workout bench.

Anyway, that's the story of my first blowjob. We did lots of other stuff
after that, but i guess that's another story. I'm in a different country
now, and he has no presence online. Not that unexpected really, he liked
fighting and fucking, didn't give a shit about school and only liked
computers for games. I still look him up every now and then tho, just to
make sure...

I'd love some feedback - JamieTi684@gmail.com