Date: Mon, 08 Sep 2008 15:55:26 +0000
From: MOORE
Subject: Gay Chat - Part 1

GAY CHAT
BY MOORE


[Welcome to Gay Chat, the call-in program for alternative
lifestyles. I'm John, your host. You all know the rules,
people, first names only. Our first caller is Steve from
Idaho. You're on the air, Steve.]

Thanks for taking my call.

[What's on your mind, Steve?]

Well, guys in general...and my best friend Luke in
particular.

[You're gay?]

Yeah, I'm a fag. Ooops. Is it okay to say fag on the air?

[Say whatever you like, this is satellite radio. And
Luke, is he gay too?]

Oh, no, he's straight as an arrow...dates lots of girls.
Luke lets me blow him, but except for the first time
about four years ago, when we were just kids fooling
around, he's never touched my cock.

[Seems unfair.]

I don't mind, really, because I love him and his big
cock. I just love to suck his dick.

[Tell us about that first homosexual experience with
Luke.]

Well, we were kids like I said, thirteen years old and
very curious about sex. Luke got his dad's Penthouse
magazine and we're on his bed looking at the pictures.
Well, boys will be boys so we decided to jerk off. We'd
been naked together many times in non sexual situations,
before I discovered that I enjoyed the thrill of being
naked in public and, more importantly, that I liked boys
a lot more than girls.

[How did you discover that?]

In school...in the locker room after gym class. Most boys
were shy about their bodies, but not me. I paraded around
in the nude, shamelessly showing off my body until the
teacher came in and made me get dressed. In fact, my
first wet dream took place in the locker room at school.
I remember the dream so vividly, kneeling by my locker,
surrounded by laughing naked boys jacking off on my naked
body and calling me a faggot. I still think about naked
boys when I jack off.

[Why do you refer to yourself as a faggot, rather than
the politically correct gay or a homosexual?]

Well, we're all homosexuals...gays and faggots I mean,
and we all like to suck cock. Some of my friends are gay,
we talk after having sex, so I know how they feel about
giving head and it's different from they way I feel when
I'm going down on a guy.

[Can you expand on that?]

Well, I'll try my best. You see I'm driven to suck dicks
by subconscious desires that I can't control. I thrive on
the humiliation that all cocksuckers must endure in our
heterosexual society. Let's face it, what could be more
humiliating than sucking a guy's penis, licking his balls
and letting a guy ejaculate his semen in your mouth. As
a faggot, I thrive on the awesome feeling of being used
for sex, naked and submissive, used by any straight guy
for his sexual pleasure.

[His sexual pleasure, you say. What about yours?]

His pleasure is my pleasure. You ever suck a cock?

[Ah, no.]

Well, servicing a guy from my knees...his cock in my
mouth...is the most pleasurable thing in the world for
faggots like me. All of my senses...you know, taste,
smell, sight, they all come alive when a cock is in my
mouth.

[Okay, I think I understand. Shall we get back to that
first homosexual experience with Luke?]

Yeah, sure. So Luke and I are naked, boned up, jerking
off on his bed. He's looking at the pictures of naked
women and I'm looking at his prick. He laughs when I
reach out to touch it with my free hand and then sighs
deeply when I grab his hard cock and begin to jerk him
off. But that's not enough because suddenly, out of the
blue, I get the urge to taste him, the urge to lick his
balls and kiss the tip of his prick...the unrelenting
urge to suck my best friend's cock.

[Did you?]

Yes, of course. I gave in to each of my urges and it was
a wonderful experience for both of us. Luke's dick at my
lips and in my mouth was my favorite wet dream come true.

[Did he have an orgasm?]

Of course. I wasn't as good a cocksucker then as I am
now, but a good enough cocksucker to get him off.

[In your mouth? Did Luke ejaculate in your mouth?]

No, unfortunately. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, but
he pulled out at the last second, we heard his mother
coming home, and he shot semen all over his stomach. I
used my jockey shorts to clean him up and then we got
dressed quickly in case his mother came upstairs.

[What happened next?]

I went home to jerk off. Three times, and with my cum
soaked jockey shorts on my face.

[How did you feel afterwards?]

Elated, but a little worried about how Luke would feel
about the faggy thing I'd done. He liked the blow job,
but he might not want to be best friends anymore with a
cocksucker. I worried for nothing because the very next
morning at school he asked if I liked it and if I wanted
to do it again.

[It, meaning...]

Sucking his cock, of course.  There were other students
around so we couldn't talk openly. I told him I loved it
and readily agreed to do it again after school. The day
dragged on and we raced back to his house and up to his
room. Luke unzipped his jeans and took out his prick...
I took off all my clothes and knelt between his legs.

[Why did you do that?]

Funny you should ask because Luke asked me the very same
thing. I'll tell you what I told him, that I wanted to be
naked. It just seemed right, you know, that I should be
naked and I should be on my knees when I gave him a blow
job.

[How did he react to your submissive attitude?]

Embarrassed at first, he blushed a bright shade of red.
But then he recovered when I kissed his prick and licked
his balls. He shuddered all over and told me to go for
it, cocksucker.

[He called you, his best friend, a cocksucker?]

Not to be mean, he was smiling down at me as I took all
of his floppy prick in my mouth. He got hard pretty quick
in my mouth, long and thick, so I had to back off to the
head and a couple of inches to avoid choking. I kept my
eyes glued to his face while I sucked his rigid cock to
a humongous orgasm.

[Luke ejaculate in your mouth this time?]

Big time cum, let me tell you. Huge spurts of hot sperm
that nearly took my head off. My mouth was flooded with
Luke's salty sperm, no way I could swallow fast enough.

[Did you plan on swallowing his sperm?]

Hmmm, to tell you the truth I hadn't really thought about
it. I mean I knew he was going to cum before it happened,
all guys know the signs from jerking off. I could have
backed off his dick I suppose, he wasn't holding the back
of my head or my ears, and taken his load on my face.

[But you took his load in your mouth and swallowed?]

As much as I could. There was so much cum that a lot
oozed out of my mouth.

[What did you think of Luke's semen? I've heard the taste
of semen described in many different ways.]

Well, I've tasted my own semen of course...like what boy
hasn't licked his fingers after jerking off or tasted a
wad off his chest. My sperm is salty, and once I even
tried to suck my own cock.

[How did you do?]

Best I could do was jerk off into my open mouth. The
first spurt of cum made it, the rest went wildly off the
mark. What a spermy mess I made of my pillow case and I
nearly broke my back trying to get at least the head of
my dick in my mouth. To answer your question, though, I
can honestly state that I liked the taste of Luke's cum.
Not that it matters, because half the intent of giving or
getting a blow job...the reward so to speak, is cumming
in the cocksucker's mouth.

[What was your relationship like with Luke after the
second blow job?]

Solid as a rock and we're still best friends even though
he's straight and I'm a fag. I'm truly happy to be Luke's
fag, his personal cocksucker when he needs to get off.
His big dick and my mouth are very well acquainted.

[How often do you blow him?]

Three, four times a week.

[Always in his room?]

Not always, unfortunately. Sometimes he gets very horny
at school and I have to blow him in the bathroom. How I
dread those times, afraid that I'll be caught on my knees
with a dick in my mouth. He laughs off my fears, but I'm
the one with everything to lose if my secret leaks out.
He'll still be a stud in the eyes of our friends...I'll
be the faggot, the queer, the cocksucker. Like I know
that's what I am and I'm okay with it, but I don't want
the whole world to know I'm a faggot and that I love to
suck dick.

[So Luke is the only guy you go down on?]

Well, no. I met two guys last summer, boys actually since
they were only twelve, while on a camping trip with my
family at Yellowstone. They were alone, skinny dipping in
a secluded lake so I stripped down and joined them. They
were sooo cute and sooo naked, well...I offered to suck
their stiff little cocks.

[Kind of young, don't you think?]

Old enough to call me a faggot cocksucker, which one of
them did while I was blowing his friend. And old enough
to cum in my mouth, which they both did...twice. And old
enough to piss on my chest while I was jerking off.

[Anyone else you want to chat about before I have to take
the next caller?]

Well, yeah, a black man I met at the ABS in the next
town. He's a fag too, and married with kids so I don't
have to worry. He gave me my first blow job, darn good
cocksucker, and taught me how to deep throat his rather
large cock. He also convinced me that all fags are pussy,
and taught me how to fuck, you know, take his dick up my
virgin ass. Hurt like hell the first time he fucked me
with his eight inch cock and he filled me with so much
cum that I leaked sperm for two days.

[How often do you see him?]

Two or three times a month and sometimes he brings a fag
friend along for a three way orgy at a nearby motel. I
feel like a white slut, black cocks in my mouth and pussy
ass at the same time. I don't know why, but it does feel
awfully good to be used for sex like a cheap whore.

[Our time is almost up, Steve. Does Luke know about this
man?

Nah, and I'm not going to tell him that I suck black
dicks...or that I'm pussy boy for black men. He's okay
that his best friend's a fag and I'll let him continue to
think that I'm his exclusive cocksucker.

[That was Steve from Idaho, folks. Our next caller is
Bruce from Alabama.]

Thank's for taking my call.

[What's on your mind, Bruce?]

Prison. I just got released after serving two years for
passing bad checks. I was flat out broke, an unemployed
accountant fresh out of college...I know I shouldn't have
done it, but I had to eat and pay my rent.

[Well, you served your time and I trust you've learned a
lesson.]

I sure have and I learned more in prison than you can
imagine.

[What do you mean?]

In prison, I um...I learned how to, ahh, perform oral
sex.

[That often happens in prison, I've heard from other
callers. Were you forced to do it?]

I was, yes, initially. My cellmate, Leon, a big black guy
with a shaved head pulled me out of bed in the middle of
the night and stuck his penis in my face. 'Suck it, white
boy,' he said, 'or you won't live to see the sunrise. And
watch your fuckin' teeth on my cock.' I had no choice but
to do what he said...so I sucked his cock. Not well, but
well enough to bring on his orgasm.

[Did he ejaculate in your mouth?]

Uh, huh, and he forced me to swallow. I fell asleep that
night and awoke the next morning with pubic hairs in my
teeth and the taste of Leon's semen in my mouth.

[You used the word initially. Did something change?]

Someone changed, not something, because of Leon. Me, I
changed from a man into a homosexual. Leon turned me into
a faggot, a cocksucker, a pussy boy...and eventually, a
slutty whore for men's cocks.

[That's quite a transformation. How long did it take?]

Not very long at all. Leon kept me for himself for a
week, using me for oral then anal sex in our cell after
lights out. Much to my amazement I began to enjoy the
sex, his big black penis in my mouth, the creamy taste of
his warm sperm and his muscular body between my legs as
he penetrated my anus.

[What about the guards?]

They watched, laughing at my predicament, then lined up
for blow jobs through the cell bars.

[What happened after the first week?]

Leon let it be known to the prison population that I was
his girl, one of the three white boys that had a black
protector. We had sex quite openly now...a blow job in
the yard, a fucking in the shower...and I wore make-up
and women's clothes.

[That must have been embarrassing.]

No more so than servicing my man in front of his friends
or being sold for the night for a pack of smokes.

[What do you mean?]

Sold...for sex, like a whore. I slept with every man in
the prison during my incarceration and, since my release,
I can't get enough sex. Leon turned me into a male whore,
a slave for men's cocks and I don't know what to do. I
cruise the parks and bars every night in seediest part of
town, offering myself to any man who will have me. I'm so
desperate at times for the sperm I crave that I'll pay to
suck a dick or have a man simply jack off into my mouth.

[Have you sought professional help?]

I don't need help...I need a man to suck, a man to fuck
me.

[Bruce? Are you there, Bruce? I guess he hung up. We have
time for one more caller. Tim from Wisconsin, you're on
the air.]

You're a sick fuck, John, like the faggots...

[That's enough of Tim from Wisconsin and all we have time
for tonight. I'll be back tomorrow to take your calls on
Gay Chat.]