Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2015 17:36:59 +0000
From: Matt Wilshire <matt.wilshire92@gmail.com>
Subject: Matt part 1

Across the road from my secondary school was an old disused park and a
dilapidated small pub that's been empty since before I started going
there. When I was in year 8, a group of friends and I decided to explore
the building. None of us even expected the door to be unlocked, but after I
tentatively pushed it open, revealing a dusty, smelly room, that was, more
importantly, devoid of people, we hurried inside before someone could catch
us.

The pub had been completely cleared out of anything the previous owners
found useful, leaving a couple of broken chairs and small piles of smashed
glass behind the bar. The five of us made our way through the main room to
a small room at the back of pub that was probably used for admin or
something like that. It was too big to be for storage and too small for
people to have drunk and socialised in.

We declared this small room our own, deciding to come back the next day
with rugs, blankets, cushions, whatever we thought would help make the
place more comfortable. Over the next week, we added more and more to the
small room at the back of the pub until it was suitable as a sort of
clubhouse, though we never actually used the term.

Just over a week after first finding the place, we settled down in the room
after school and did what most adolescent boys do, we pulled out our cocks
and started wanking. Since we were all thirteen, our dicks weren't
particularly long or thick, only two of us even had pubic hair. We
furtively looked around the group, assessing each other's erections, trying
to determine who had the biggest. Naturally, the biggest cock belonged to
the eldest boy in the group, though he was only older than the next eldest
by about a fortnight.

James was considered the leader of our small group. Not only was he the
oldest, but he was the only one of us with a girlfriend and he achieved the
best grades with minimal effort. He was pretty good-looking, with dark blue
eyes, high cheekbones and spiked-up brown hair. I'd fancied him since I
first met him on the first day at secondary school, as had many of the
girls and closet gay boys.

`How about we spice things up a bit, eh?' he said, looking at each of us in
turn.

`What do you want to do?' Luke, sitting to James' left, asked. I noticed
his gaze constantly flicking between his cock and James', moving up to
James' face.

James ran a hand through his hair, the other still wrapped around his
cock. He thought for a moment, then said, `I dare you,' he nodded towards
me, pausing. `Matt, I dare you to touch my dick.'

I chewed on my bottom lip as I pretended to be slightly disgusted by the
prospect. `Do I have to?' I asked.

He nodded, let go of his cock and leaned back on his hands. `You can't say
no to a dare, Matthew.'

I sighed, stood up and moved over to him. His cock was rock-hard, standing
straight up. I reached out my hand, wrapped it around the base and gave it
a couple of tugs. James grinned, laughed and reached out quickly to touch
my own solid erection.

`Feels nice, huh?' he murmured, still smiling. He let go of my cock, batted
my hand off his and began slowly wanking again.

I sat back down between Nathan and Brad, both of whom seemed slightly
surprised.

`I can't believe you did that,' Brad whispered.

`And that James did, too,' Nathan added.

James pointed at Brad and said, `I dare you to touch Nathan's dick.
Properly, like Matt did mine.'

Brad swallowed nervously, looked over at Nathan, who shrugged and stood up
to move over to Brad. With Nathan's cock in his face, Brad wrapped a hand
around it and began jerking Nathan off.

`Let him put it in your mouth,' James said, suddenly standing next to
Nathan, his cock leaking pre-come.

Brad made a noise, shook his head and said, `No way, James. I'm not doing
that.'

`Come on, Brad. I dare you,' James said, laughing.

`No, James. I don't want to,' Brad said, his hand still on Nathan's cock.
As if only just realising, he pulled away quickly, a blush appearing on his
face.

`What's wrong with it, Brad?' Nathan asked. `My dick not good enough for
you?'

We all laughed, except for Brad, who was turning a darker shade of red.

`I'll do it,' I said without thinking. All four boys looked at me, eyes
slightly widened and brows creased. `I mean, why not, right? I've already
touched yours, so it's no big deal, is it?'

James nodded, a grin playing at his lips. Luke stood up and moved to stand
next to Nathan, presumably to watch. Nathan angled his cock towards my face
and I reached out with a hand to take hold of the base. His cock was just
as hard as James' and my own and pre-come oozed from the tip. I leaned
forwards and flicked my tongue across the slit, tasting the slight
saltiness of pre-come. Nathan groaned, thrusting his hips. I opened my
mouth and let him push his cock inside, all four inches. He held onto my
head as I sucked down hard and moved off his cock, making a `plop!' as it
came out of my mouth.

`How did that feel, Nath?' James asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Nathan could only nod in response, grinning from ear to ear. `What about
you, Matt? How was it?'

I shrugged, feigning indifference. `Like a meaty lolly, really.'

James laughed, took hold of his hard cock and moved his body to face
me. `What to try another?'

In answer, I leaned forwards and took his cock down my throat. I sucked
hard, swirled my tongue over the flesh of the shaft. James placed his hands
on the back of my head, guiding me on and off his cock while groaning. His
cock was about half an inch longer than Nathan's, but otherwise was the
same in thickness, texture, taste. I closed my eyes, concentrating on
giving James as good a blow job as an amateur like me could.

`That's great, Matt. So much better Amy.' He ran his fingers through my
hair, massaged my scalp, murmured compliments and groaned in pleasure as I
sucked his cock.

After maybe another minute of sucking, James pulled his cock out of my
mouth. I opened my eyes and sat back, watching him wank quickly, bringing
himself to orgasm. He thrust his hips forwards as he came explosively,
covering my face with his sticky seed.

`Fuck, Matt. That was great,' he managed, dropping to his knees. He opened
his eyes and seemed to stifle laughter. `Shit, sorry, mate.'

I shrugged, picked up a blanket and wiped my face with it. `That was pretty
cool, James. I liked it a lot.'

`Even being come on?' Luke asked.

`He's still rock-hard, look,' James said before I could reply. `Matt,
seriously, you're really good at sucking dick.'

I smiled, feeling my face grow hot.

`Can you suck me?' Luke pushed his cock closer to my face. `I'm close to
coming.'

I opened my mouth, letting Luke's cock enter my mouth. He was the smallest
of the group, but not by far. I sucked him off with as much fervour as I
did James, bringing him around to orgasm a lot quicker. This time, when
Luke tried pulling out to come, I held onto his hips and moved my mouth
back down his shaft. He came inside me, three quick bursts straight down my
throat. I sucked down as I pulled off, swallowing every trace of come left
on his dick.

`Wow, Matt,' Luke said, sitting down. `I've never come like that before.'

`You like come?' James asked, his cock hard once again.

`Yeah,' I replied. `I've tasted my own plenty of time.'

I sucked off Nathan and Brad in turn, swallowing their come, before taking
James' cock down my throat for a second time. He came without warning, even
more violently than the first time, with so much come that I barely managed
to swallow it all.

Throughout the five blow jobs I gave, my cock stayed rock-hard, even though
I didn't touch it. After swallowing James' come, I leaned back and jerked
off. I knelt when I was close so that all my come would land on a blanket.

By that time, the sun was started to set, since it was December, and we all
had to go home. None of the boys seemed to find it strange that I was
willing to swallow all their come or that I enjoyed sucking their cocks.
They each praised my skills, making sure that I understood that this was
something I was good at, something I should continue to do.

As I walked home alone, I kept thinking back to the small room at the back
of the pub, feeling myself harden in my boxers. I'd always been into boys,
never girls, and I'd been wanting to try gay sex stuff ever since I first
started wanking. That day certainly wouldn't be the last time I had cocks
in my mouth and come spurting down my throat.