Date: Fri, 14 Jan 2005 21:20:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Charlie Daniels <charlied169@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Life's Purpose

My life as a cock sucker started when I was 12. It all started out
innocently enough. It all began with a game of poker. And this card game
changed my life for ever.

At 12, I was a very skinny kid. And my arms were like toothpicks. I was
with out exception the last one picked for any sporting game. My best
friend, Roger, on the other hand was the all star jock, even at 12. And he
was the most charming kid I know.

I know we sound like unlikely best friends. But Roger and I grew up
together. He lived on the farm next to our farm. Our dads had always helped
each other out in the fields and our moms shared a huge garden. Roger was
six months older than me. And we were always in the same class at school.
Granted this was a small town and there was only one class for each grade
(till Middle School).

Growing up, we spent just about every day together. Between our farms was
an old abandoned railroad tracks. Roger and I had built a fort in this
wooded area. We used the old concrete foundation of where there use to be a
bridge over the slow moving river. What started out with sticks and leaves,
over the years turned in to something similar to a hunting shack. We spent
many summer nights sleeping at the fort.

Roger, being the star jock was the most popular boy in 6th grade. He hung
around with the "in crowd" but he always included me.

One summer day he told me that he had invited Josh and Will to stay at the
fort with us. Both Josh and Will were on the basketball team with Roger. He
and I started packing things to go to the fort.

Soon they arrived and we head out on the mile long hike to the fort. Since
we had sleeping bags and a cooler, we couldn't ride our bikes so he hiked
it.

When we got there, we basically did what boys do. We ran through the woods,
talked about sex, made jokes and so on. When the sun started to set, we
started a fire and cooked our dinner.

Will suggested after a while that we play some cards. Everyone agreed. We
pulled the old card table and chairs out of the fort and Roget got his
lantern. We played a few hands. Josh then started to complain that this was
boring and we should be betting something. Everyone agreed, but what to
bet. None of us had any money.

Roger then suggested we play strip poker. We all said no way and then Roger
started to rib us. "What's the matter, you to chicken?" and "You're afraid
to lose" and so on. One by one we agreed. I was the last to agree. I had
also not won a hand yet. But I finally gave in.

Roger explained the rules. Articles of clothing were like poker chips. We
each could start with 2 shoes, 2 socks, pants/shorts, underwear and one
shirt. As you won clothing, you could bet with them, if you only had what
you were wearing, if you lost you had to pay the winner what amount you
owed. The first one completely naked (or broke) had to do a double dog dare
of the person with the most articles of clothing.

The first hand ante was a one article, Roger raised it to two and everyone
called. Roger then raised one more. Will and I folded and took off our
shoes. Josh called. Roger won with three kings so Josh gave him 2 shoes and
1 sock.

The game went back and forth, although Roger seemed to maintain the lead,
he never had to remove an article of clothing. When he lost, he had enough
winnings to cover it. We played about 15 or so hands when I was down to my
shorts and underwear and I had someone else shirt in front of me. Everyone
had folded by roger and me. I had a full house 5's over 2's and called
Rogers raise to three. I was all in and very confident that I would win. We
had only seen one other full house all night. I laid my cards down and
watched Roger. With out any emotion, he laid down four 9's and an ace. Josh
and Will went nuts.

I couldn't believe what was on the table in front of me. I thought I had
this hand. As I was staring, Roger spoke up, "Well pay up, three pieces of
clothing." He then grabbed the shirt I had and said, "Two more!"

I stood and slowly started to undo my short. Josh was the only other person
who lost his shorts. I let them drop to the ground and stepped out of
them. I then handed them to Roger and sat down. "Aren't you forgetting
something?"

"Oh come on, your not really going to make me take off my underwear, are
you?"

"Hell yeh. A bet is a bet."

I stood and turned around, I pulled my underwear down, covered my privates
with one hand and pick them up with the other. I was both pissed and
embarrassed so I throw my underwear at Roger, hitting his chest and landing
in his lap. The all laughed.

Next came the suggestions for double dog dare. Josh suggested that Roger
have me walk up the mile long trail to the road and go across the street to
old lady tuckers house and pick a rose from her bushes while remaining
completely naked. Will chimed in "Better yet man, have him ring her door
bell and run."

Josh then suggested making me kiss his bare ass. Will suggest Roger piss on
me. The ideas went back and forth till Will suggested that I be made to
kiss Rogers dick.

"I have it!" Roger finally said. He looked me straight in the eyes and with
his shit eating grin said, "Charlie, I double dog dare you to give me a
blow job."

Now when you're 12, a blow job is one of those things you and your friends
talk about getting from girls, but you're not really sure what one is.

My jaw dropped and I responded "No fucking way!" At 12 one rarely use the
word fuck (well at least in 70's) and when one does, it gets everyone
attention quickly.

Roger was the first to respond, "You don't have a choice. I double dog
dared you. You can't turn down a double dog dare."

"Yea," Will added. "You agreed to the rules when we started."

"We could hold him down and force him to do it." Josh said.

"We don't need to force him," Roger said much to my relief. "Charlie will
do because I am triple dog daring him to." Now you know that if a kid
failed to do a triple dog dare, they can never recover from that. It will
always follow you no matter where you go. Kids imagine that hobos and bums
were once kids you refused a triple dog dare.

"Don't make me do this. I can't give you a blow job. Boys don't do that.
What will everyone say?" I pleaded as I began to cry.

"It's not that big of a deal. And besides, no one will know but us and we
won't tell. I walked in on my brothers jacking each other and they said it
was normal for guys to experiment with other guys." Roger tried to assure
me. "Besides, you know I can't take back a triple, once it made, it's
made."

Of course I knew he was right. We all knew the story of the kid you tried
to take back a stupid triple dog dare and was forced to move out of town.
Rumor was that his family sent him to the loony bin.

"Come on, it will be ok. I know you will do it. You should just get it over
with."

I know he was right. The other problem was I was not sure what to do. I had
never done such a thing before and I had never got a bj before either.
"I--I," I stammered in almost a whisper, "I don't know how."

"I'll tell you what to do. You can start by coming over here." He said as
he moved to his sleeping bag sprawled out by the fire.

Josh butted in, "How would you know what to have him do. It's not like you
have ever had a bj before."

"Yes I have," Roger shot back. "And I have seen pictures in magazines."

"Yea right, who have you a blow job?" Will asked. "And what magazines have
you seen?"

"Fred and Carl showed some magazines when I caught them jacking each
other." Fred was Roger's 15 year old brother and Carl was his 14 year old
brother. "They didn't want me to tell mom and dad what they were doing."

"Okay, but who ever gave you a bj?" Josh asked.

"I told Fred and Carl that I had seen the magazines before and I was going
to tell mom and dad that they had them too. That's when Fred offered to
give me a blow job if I wouldn't tell."

"Sure." Josh said.

"Come on Charlie," Roger said to me. So I go up and went over to
him. "Kneel between my legs." As I did, He undid his shorts and pulled them
and his underwear down just below his balls. His dick was already hard. It
looked to be about 4.5", and at 12 that was huge. "Know bend down and take
it in your mouth and use one of your hands to hold the base of my cock."

I slowly reached for his cock. As I gripped it, it felt funny to me, I had
never touch another dick in my life other than my own, which I was always
playing with. I started to lightly stroke it and moved my mouth down closer
to it.

"Lick it first," Roger instructed. Josh and Will came over closer to get a
better look. As I started moving closer, I opened my mouth and stuck out my
tongue. As I did this Roger reached his hand around the back of my neck and
pulled my head onto his dick.

This took me by surprise and I ended up closing my mouth around his dick.
Although this was not my plan at all, I was hoping that if I actually
touched my tongue to his dick he would let me stop. Instead, he moaned then
said, "Look, he can't wait to get his lips around it." he then started to
use his hands to pump my head up and down on his dick.

I was 12 and I had no clue as to what I was doing. This was called a blow
job, so I started to blow out of my mouth onto his dick that was in my
mouth. Roger started to laugh and finally said, "Suck, don't blow. They
just call it a blow job, but you have to suck on it and move your tongue
around." I did as he instructed and apparently did it right because he
began to moan loudly and his breathing got heavier.

I was amazed that I was not throwing up or something. I assumed that doing
this would make be sick to my stomach. But as I sucked his dick, I kind of
enjoyed it. Not that I would have told him that. I liked the way he tasted.
And the sensation of his dick sliding along my lips and tongue was great.

After what seemed to be 15 minutes or so of my sucking his dick, I noticed
that his dick was starting to swell a bit and his breathing was very fast.
I for a minute thought I had hurt him in some way, after all, what did I
know, I was 12. Roger grabbed both of my ears and forced his hard dick all
the way in my mouth. I then started to feel something hitting the back of
my throat.

I had thought he started to piss in my mouth. I tried to pull off of his
dick. But his grip was too hard. I did manage to pull back a little and
that is when I first tasted the sweet nectar. Of course I didn't know what
it was. But I was disappointed when after 3 spurts, it stopped following.

That was when I noticed for the first time that I was rock hard and my dick
was shooting this white stuff I had never seen before. I was only 12 and
everything to that point for me had been dry.

"You shoot your cum all over my sleeping bag" Roger said. "You're sleeping
there and I am taking yours!"

"He must have really like doing you." Josh added. "Suck me next." He said
as he started to remove his pant.

"No way! This was Roger's dare. He won the game, not you. I'm not blowing
you." I fired back.

"If you don't blow me and Will we are going to tell everyone what you did
with Roger."

"You wouldn't, besides who would believe you. And you all said before that
no one would tell. It was only because it was a triple" I tried to
rationalize.

"Hey we won't tell after you blow each of us. And we all know you liked
doing it. You shoot your load without even stroking your dick." Will piped
in.

"And if you don't blow us, we're going to tell everyone that you begged
Roger to let you suck his dick. You'll never be able to go back to school
because everyone will know that you love to suck dicks," Josh added.

After about 10 minutes of this I finally said ok. Josh was quick to have
his underwear around his ankle and his almost 3" hard dick waiving in my
face. I took his ridged dick in my mouth and tried to repeat on Josh what I
had done for Roger. I guess I did a good job because within three minutes,
he had shoot a small load of cum in my mouth. There wasn't much of a
quantity, but I did like the sweeter taste of his cum.

When he finished shooting his load, his knees became wobbly and he dropped
down to the ground. As he laid there, he went on and on saying things like,
"That was fantastic!" and "I think I died and went to heaven."

Next Will laid down on his sleeping bag and asked me to come to him. He had
already removed his pants and underwear. His 3" boner was sticking up
waiting for me.

I kneeled between his legs and took his dick in my mouth. By now, I had
kind of an idea as to what I was doing. I had been trying to pay attention
as I blew the others to gage what they seemed to like and what they didn't.
I hated to admit it, but I liked sucking on their dicks.

Will had the most distinctive taste to his man meat. He also had great
stamina for a 12 year old. I suck on his hard dick for at least 20 minutes
before he rewarded me with his hot cum. As I sucked the last drops out of
his dick, he moaned softly.

I sat back and noticed that my dick was still rock hard, even after blowing
the three of them and shooting my first big load on Roger's sleeping bag. I
wanted to stroke it, but I was afraid of what the guys would think.

Roger brought me back to reality when he said that it was late and he was
going to bed. This was the first time I had noticed that he was fully
dressed and so was Josh. Will began to get dresses. Roger climb into my
clean sleeping bag and Josh in his.

I got up and asked Roger for my clothing, which were no longer in the pile
he had from the poker game. He responded, "Did you bring extra clothing?"

"You know damn well I didn't, we never do." I fired back.

"That's ashame. I won these items fair and square. And they are mine."

We went back and forth for a while until both Josh and Will complained that
they were trying to sleep. I gave in for the moment, know that he would
give them back to me in the morning. I climbed in to his soiled sleeping
bag and was instantly asleep.

I woke the next morning to the sight of Roger, Will and Josh sitting around
me and staring at me. As my brain started to work, I realized that I was
naked, the sleeping bag kicked off of me and my dick standing at full
attention.

I went to pull the sleeping bag over my engorged penis but Josh was
standing on it. "What are you all staring at?" I asked.

"Look at yourself, your still horned up from last night," Will said.

"No, most days I wake up with a stiffy. Don't you?" I asked. I was thinking
or fearing that they may be right. They all laughed.

"Let's get cleaned up so we can head out. I want to be back before mom and
dad leave for the week," Roger suggested.

"Can I have my clothes back now?" I asked.

"I told you that I won them fair and square and they are mine now."

"You can't expect me to clean up camp naked. And I have to have clothes to
go home in."

Josh, who had my shorts, suggested, "Perhaps we can make some kind of
deal."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Well I would be willing to sell you your shorts back"

"You know I don't have nay money. That's how I ended up losing my clothes
to begin with."

"I would be willing to sell you your shorts if you give each of us another
blow job."

Just hearing his idea caused my dick stir. Yet I knew I had to try to get
out of it. "Hell no, you are taking this too far. Guys don't suck other
guy's dicks." It was the best I could come up with.

"They do if they don't want to be paraded around naked for all to see
including your mother and sister and any friends that she may have over."

"You are all screwed up. And what about the rest of my clothing. I have to
get it all back or my mom will kill me."

"I can only offer your shorts. You'll have to work the rest out with
Roger. But the price for your shorts is giving each of us a blowjob. But
this is a limited time offer."

Roger then said, "We can probably come up with a price for the rest of your
clothing. Let go down by the river to negotiate a price." And with that he
started walking to the river. I felt like I had no choice in the matter so
I followed him, carefully watching where I placed my bare feet.

When I arrived at the river, Roger was sitting on a bolder grinning ear to
ear. "So what are you going to offer me for your clothing back?"

"Come on Roger, just give them to me."

"No way man.  If you're paying Josh, you're paying me."

"Do you think I want to do this? It's all your fault anyways. I wouldn't
have to be begging for my clothes if you kept your stupid idea to
yourself."

"Waa Waa, make and offer or I leave with your clothes and your mom can whip
your ass."

I knew she would to. It wouldn't be the first time, but there was not way I
could explain coming home in only a pair of shorts. "Ok, I'll help you with
your chores for a week,"

"No."

"A month?"

"You have to do better than that!"

"Fine, I will do your chores for a month and you can copy my homework."

"You're not even close to what I am looking for."

I knew he was thinking of a blowjob. "Fine," I said in the angriest voice I
could muster up, "Tonight after dinner, I will give you another blowjob."

"One? For all of the stuff I have, you have to be joking."

"Two then," he shook his head no, "Three, four?" his head continued to
shake. "What will it take then?"

As soon as I asked I heard Josh yelling from the fort, "Time is running
out, tick-tock."

"How about one everyday for a week?" I asked almost pleading.

"That's getting closer, but I think you like sucking my dick, so I want you
to give me one anytime I ask." He said very confidently.

"Oh come on, that's not fair!"

"Take it or leave it, but I am done negotiating," and with that he stood
and headed back.

I was furious and finally said "fine!" as I was gritting my teeth. "But you
can never tell anyone or the deal is off."

"I can live with that" he said as he headed back to the fort.

When I arrived at the fort, Josh greeted me with "Too bad Charlie, you
missed the sale price. It just ended."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"The price has gone up for your shorts. Now if you want them it will cost
you two blowjobs each."

"What?"  "You better hurry before the price goes up again!" he said
laughing.

"Fine. Let's get this whole thing over with. But you all have to pinky
swear that you will never, never tell anyone about any of this" I said
loudly.

"Great, get over here and start sucking." As he said this he fished his
half hard dick out of his pants. "You can pay us the second one next
weekend," he added.

I went over to Josh and kneeled in front of him and started to suck his
dick. I had to admit I liked the way is was rather soft when I started and
as I worked on it, it got larger and harder. But like last night, it did
not take him long to shoot his load.

Next I "paid" Will who lasted what seemed to be 20 minutes before he
rewarded me with his sweet load.

I was finally allowed to dress. We finished packing up and headed home. All
the way, Josh and Will talked about how they couldn't wait for next weekend
and paid plans for us all to stay at Josh's house so I could finish my
"payment."

At the end of the trail Roger took off to his house, but not before telling
me to come over after dinner. I am sue everyone knew why.

Roger took full advantage to his payment. I sucked his dick at least once
nearly everyday for the next year. He would have me do it at the fort, in
the woods, sometimes in the bathroom at his house with his family around or
sometimes out in the barns.

It was always just him and I. And it was always just one sided. I would
suck his dick. After all of the times I sucked his dick, it was over a year
before I finally got my first blowjob. But that is another story for
another time.

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