Date: Mon, 27 Jun 2016 21:47:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: First Taste of Cum Part 60

First Taste of Cum (part 60)

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.

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I'm Jason, a 14 year old guy, wishing I was older.  It's a tough time of
life – so much that I want to do that I can't until I'm older.  In two
years I'll be able to get my driver's license, but it doesn't look like
I'll have a car.  My parents are just getting by, so I probably won't have
a car until I have the money to buy it myself.

I often have to rely and my bike to get around, which is about as un-cool
as you can get.  Lately I've been thumbing a ride, which isn't always
reliable, but if I'm not in a hurry it usually works out ok.

My Mom would freak out if she knew – she's talked about all the bad
things that can happen, but I can take care of myself – or so I thought.

One day I was thumbing a ride into town.  It's about 4 miles, longer than I
wanted to walk, and I avoid my bike as much as possible.

I walked toward town while waiting for a ride.  Cars came by every few
minutes, so it wasn't long before one stopped.  There were two guys –
maybe in their early 20's.  They stopped and I got into the back seat.

One of the guys asked if I'd blow them and I quickly refused.  He told me
that it would go better for me if I cooperated, and I decided that I'd
gotten into the wrong car.

"Stop and let me out!" I demanded.

The car slowed and I thought I would be out soon, but instead they turned
down an old dirt road we called "two tracks".  It wasn't maintained and
didn't seem to get much use.  I was beginning to get scared, remembering
some of the tales my Mom had told me.

One of the guys said, "Okay, I think we may have got off on to a bad start.
I'm Matt and this is George.  We don't mean you any harm and just need to
get off, so if you could help us we would be really grateful and we'll take
you wherever you want to go afterward."

It didn't sound like these guys were murderers, but I was still at their
mercy.  "I don't know how I can help you," I said, "I'm straight and intend
to stay that way."

Matt continued, "I'm not asking you to turn queer – you don't have to
really enjoy it – you'll be just doing us a favor.  Afterward we just go
our separate ways and nobody else will ever know."

Matt seemed really friendly and I wanted to keep him that way.  If he
turned mean there was no telling what might happen.  I decided to try a
compromise, "How about a hand job?  That's a good deal."

Matt and George discussed it and George replied, "We can start out with a
handjob, but we would be really appreciative if you sucked us off."

"No promises," I said.  They seemed satisfied with that, and I was glad
things were still cordial.  George stopped the car in an open area.  It was
one of those places where the big high voltage electric towers followed a
wide cut through the trees.

Matt and George began to undress and said, "Come on, it's better without
your clothes on."

That part seemed reasonably harmless, so I undressed.  All of our clothes
were locked in the car and George put the car key on a lanyard around his
neck.

We walked through the clearing, which had been recently mowed.  After a
short distance, George turned to me and said, "Okay, start stroking."

I took hold of his cock and was fascinated with how it felt in my hand,
especially as it was hardening.  Soon George was fully erect and I
continued to stroke him vigorously.

"Get on your knees," George said, "You can do a better job in that
position."

I complied, and it did seem easier to stroke him, but it also put his cock
just inches from my face – I was sure that was the real reason he wanted
me on my knees.

After stroking him for a time, George said, "Please, it would be sooo much
nicer if you sucked me – just try it once – you can stop if you don't
like it."

It sounded like a trick, but I was actually getting interested.  I enjoyed
handling his cock and wondered what it would be like to suck, so I replied,
"Okay, I'll try – but just for a little bit."

George and Matt smiled as my mouth opened to admit the throbbing hard cock.
When he was in my mouth I was surprised about how natural it felt – like
it was just something I was supposed to do!  As I continued to suck him,
George gave me tips on how to do it better, and I followed his advice.

Soon George put both hands on my head and held me in place, saying, "I'm
cumming! Oh I'm cumming!"

I felt his hard cock pump squirt after squirt of hot cum into my mouth.  It
tasted really strong and I wished I had pulled off George before he came,
but now I was stuck, caught in his firm grip.

"Go ahead and swallow," George said, "It won't hurt you."

I swallowed and he pulled out and asked, "Now how was that?  Pretty good,
huh?"

"It was better than I expected," I admitted.

"Now tell me truthfully," he said, "Was this the first time you sucked a
cock?"

"Yes," I confessed, "I've never done it before."

"Well, you did really well for your first time," he said, "You might be one
of those 'natural born cocksuckers' and you'll get even better with
practice."

I had never heard of a natural born cocksucker before, but it got me
wondering – perhaps I was one – it happened so easily for me, and I
did kind of like it.

Now Matt stepped up and said, "Ready to go again?"

I realized that now I really wanted to suck, so there was no point in
resisting.  I opened my mouth and took Matt's cock in.  He took my head in
his hands right from the start and began pumping in and out of my mouth.
Sometimes he would thrust deep into my mouth and make me gag momentarily,
but I tried to adjust to that – maybe it was just an occupational hazard
of cocksucking.

Soon Matt was cumming and this time I liked the feel and taste of hot cum
shooting into my mouth.  I swallowed with ease.

George noticed that I was hard and suggested that I hold his cock in my
mouth while I jacked off.  That seemed a little strange, but I decided to
give it a try.  I found that the feel of his cock in mouth was actually
arousing me, and I stroked more eagerly as I sucked.  Soon I shot my load
on the ground as the guys urged me on.

After I caught my breath I got up and we walked back to the car.  We got
dressed and got into the car.  On the way into town Matt said, "You need to
be careful who finds out that you suck cock.  I think you are going to want
to do more of it, and if you do it with us it will be safer."

That sounded reasonable, and gave them my address and cell phone number.
They each gave me their cell phone numbers and told me to text them if I
wanted to suck more.

They let me off in town and wished me well.  This had started out as a
scary encounter, but soon turned into a life-changing event.  I knew I was
now a cocksucker, and suspected that it was really what I was born to be.
I didn't know where this would lead me, but I was sure I would be sucking
both Matt and George again soon!

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

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