Date: Mon, 30 May 2016 01:09:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: First Taste of Cum Part 39

First Taste of Cum (part 39)

This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful
first blowjobs.  Some of these are inspired by my readers.  I hope you
enjoy this series.

–––––––––– Surprise of My Life ––––––––––

I'm a 14 year old guy trying to do my first blowjob.  You might think it
would be easy because lots of guys want blowjobs, but I was trying to be
discrete.  I didn't dare approach the guys at school for fear of word
getting out.

My parents were very conservative and would freak out if they knew I was
trying to blow someone.  Fortunately they aren't very "tech savvy" and
think that the time I'm on my computer is mainly working on homework.

The reality is that I've been following Craigslist ads and posting some of
my own.  I'm careful not to mention my age because that would get my
messages flagged for removal and I'd probably get kicked off the site!

I have tried several different ads, but my current one was titled
"Beginning Sucker Needs Training", and read:

"I've dreamt of sucking for a long time and hope you will make my dream
come true.  I need training but will follow your directions, and promise to
swallow. Please help me get started."

As usual, it attracted a lot of spammers, pushing their own dating and
porno sites, but I did get a few legitimate replies.

We would email back and forth a few times and nothing happened.  I would
even send follow-up emails that said I was still interested, but without
result.

Finally one day a guy replied and said, "Will train you but require
complete obedience."  A picture of his cock was included, along with his
phone number. I called him immediately.

He sounded like an older man and told me to meet him at the McDonalds at
10am on Saturday.  He said he would wait in the parking lot in a black
minivan with a white stripe on the side.

I was so excited about finally hooking up and imagined what it would be
like.  I admired his cock picture and imagined sucking it.

It was only Tuesday, but I fantasized about sucking him as I jacked off
every night until Saturday arrived.

On Saturday I went to the McDonalds and saw the minivan.  I walked up to it
and the driver rolled the window down and just said, "My name is Don, but
you may call me Sir – get in."

I got in and he quickly drove off.  He said, "You promised to obey
unconditionally, and I expect you to, or else."

I didn't know what the "or else" meant, but this guy looked pretty rough.
My excitement was quickly turning into fear.  Maybe this wasn't such a good
idea, but I was already here.  My mind raced with thought of child
abductions – or worse.  All I wanted to do was to give my first blowjob,
but I might be forced into any number of horrible situations.

"I'll cooperate," I said, "but remember that I'm new at this and you'll
have to teach me."

"Oh, I'll teach you alright!" he said.

He drove out of the city and stopped at a small roadside park.  He told me
to get out and stand on the side of the van away from the road.  I did so.
"Now take off all your clothes and give them to me."

Nervously I undressed and handed him my clothing.  He allowed me to keep my
shoes on.  Now that I was naked, I was REALLY vulnerable.  He handed me a
paper and pen and told me to write down my true name, address and phone
number, and I better not lie about it!

I was terrified that someone would drive up and catch me like this, so I
quickly scribbled the information demanded on the paper.  He looked the
paper over and then told me to get into the front passenger seat.

I was going to protest, hoping for a less visible rear seat, but thought
better of it.  I got into the seat as ordered.  He got onto the freeway and
told me to stroke myself to erection, but not cum.  He said that we would
drive next to trucks and I was not to cover myself up, but to hold up a
sign he gave me.  The sign listed a CB channel, allowing the trucker to
contact him if he wanted.

Scared as I was it was difficult to get hard, but I worked at it until I
was.  He pulled next to the first truck and matched his speed when he was
next to the cab.  The driver looked me over but I tried not to make eye
contact, while holding the sign up to the side window.  Don pulled ahead of
the truck and soon a voice came over the CB.  He talked with the truck
driver and they agreed to meet at an upcoming truck stop.

At the truck stop Don watched for the truck pulling in, and then parked
next to him.  He opened my door and told me to get out.  I stood there
naked and completely exposed, hoping nobody saw me.  The truck driver got
out and looked me over and handed Don some money.  Don told me to get into
the truck which I did.  Don returned to the minivan.  Inside the truck I
was told to get into the sleeping area in the back.  The trucker came back
and soon was running his hands all over me.  I wished I had never started
all this, but was definitely stuck now!

The trucker unzipped and pressed his cock to my face.  It smelled like a
mixture of sweat and old piss – not what I had hoped for.  "Well, open
up!" he said.

I opened my mouth and he stuck his cock in.  Though it was soft, it filled
my mouth, and as I sucked it he hardened, making it a tight fit.  I was
scared and had no idea what I was doing, but hoped I wouldn't make him mad.

His cock was way too big for my mouth, but I feebly tried to run my tongue
across the head while he was stoking his big cock.  Soon he came and my
mouth was flooded with his vile load.  It was all I could do to avoid
puking, but I forced myself to swallow.

"Good boy," he said, "I paid extra to break you in for your first time."

He opened the door and told me to get out.  I climbed out but didn't see
the minivan.  I nearly panicked as I stood there naked, and then heard a
voice call out, "I'm next, come on in."

The driver of the next truck opened his door and I climbed in.  I went
right to the back and he followed me.  Soon his smelly cock was in my
mouth.  He wasn't as big, and pumped his cock in and out of my mouth.
"Take that, you cocksucker," he said over and over again until he came in
my mouth.  Once again I swallowed and he pulled out.  Once again I stood
outside naked.

A third trucker called upon me and I sucked him off as well.  When I left
his truck Don was waiting for me in the minivan.  I got in and said nothing
as he drove off.  On the freeway again, Don said, "You're getting a good
lesson in serving real men."

"Real men?" I asked.

"Yes, it is the REAL MEN that you must serve," he said, "You are a sissy
faggot and that's your role in life."

I didn't like the way he was treating me, but was in no position to argue.
Don drove on and got off at a freeway exit at least 50 miles from where we
left.  I knew I was a long way from home and wasn't sure I would ever see
home again!

He pulled off onto a dirt drive that went back into the woods.  After a few
hundred feet he stopped and told me to get out.  He led me through the
woods to a sunny meadow.  He told me to lie down in the tall grass while he
took his clothes off.  He approached me holding a hunting knife with a huge
blade.  He knelt over my face and put the knife on the ground.  He told me
to open my mouth and pushed both of his balls into my mouth, saying, "watch
the teeth, sissy, if you hurt me you'll feel the knife!"

Terrified, I gently ran my tongue along his balls, careful not to even move
my jaw for fear of my teeth contacting him.

He stroked his cock to erection as I sucked his balls.  Then he pulled out
his balls and put his cock in my mouth.  He wasn't as big as the first guy,
but when he pushed his cock in all the way I gagged.  With my head on the
ground I couldn't back away, and the gagging brought tears to my eyes.

"Choke on that big cock, you sissy faggot!" Don said over and over.

I don't know how long he rode my mouth like that, but it seemed like
forever.  Finally he pumped his sperm into me and said, "Take that, you
faggot, and swallow every drop."

He got up and got dressed while I just lay there crying.  I had never been
treated so badly before, and still didn't have any idea how all this would
end.

"Get up faggot," he said and I got up and followed him back to the minivan.
I brushed myself off and got in.  I remained silent all the way back,
sometimes sobbing.  Don made comments about my being a pretty desirable
piece of meat that many of his friends will enjoy.  While I wasn't sure I
was going home, at least we were heading the right direction on the
freeway.  I breathed a sigh of relief when Don got off at the freeway exit
for my town.  I thought he would stop at the roadside park for me to get
dressed, but instead he drove right back to the McDonalds.  He handed me
the bag with my clothes and said there were two Fleet's enemas in the bag –
use them next Saturday morning to clean out well and meet him here at 10am
– I was going to have a gang bang!

I got out and ran back to the trash dumpster, which was enclose by a fence.
I got dressed and then went back home.  I wasn't kidnapped, but it sure
seemed like Don owned me.  I never thought my first blowjob would be like
this!

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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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