How I became a Cocksucker
Larry and I were best friends since grade school and when we became teenagers, we began to experiment with our new found sexuality. We started out masturbating together but quickly progressed from that to giving each other handjobs and inevitably to blowjobs. At first, we did it to each other in order to have it done to ourselves, and we would tell the one giving the blowjob when we were about to cum so he could finish with a handjob. But on one occasion, without warning, his already big cock got even bigger and harder in my mouth and he began to fill my mouth with what seemed to be a continuous stream of warm, thick semen. Since his cock was at the back of my mouth at the time, I had no choice but to either swallow it all down or to choke, so naturally, I swallowed it. Afterward, he apologized, saying that it felt so good that he got carried away and that once he began, he couldn’t stop. I pretended to be angry, but the truth was that I liked that he came in my mouth. Not only did I like both the taste and the thick, lumpy texture of his cum, but I was surprised to realize that I liked being a “cocksucker”
Up until then, we would do it once or twice a week. But after that first time that he came in my mouth, I wanted to do it every day. As my enthusiasm for sucking his cock increased and my skills as a cocksucker improved, he began to get “carried away” and cum in my mouth on a regular basis until I finally admitted that I enjoyed it and that in fact, I WANTED him to cum in my mouth.Naturally, he was happy to oblige me. In addition to being cleaner, we didn’t have to worry about tissues and disposing of them.
We alternated days giving each other blowjobs because after cumming, we would lose the desire to blow the other. As he began to realize how much I enjoyed sucking his cock, he gradually became less and less interested in blowing me and suggested that I blow him instead since I liked it so much, promising that he would blow me the next time. I would eagerly agree since I welcomed every opportunity to get my lips around his cock. Eventually he stopped blowing me altogether and I became his own personal cocksucker. I really didn’t mind since by that time I had a girlfriend who liked sucking cock almost as much as I did. Between the two of us, I became the better cocksucker since to him it was only a means to an end, whereas I really loved doing it.
Even though he had a very big cock, I learned how to suppress my gag reflex and take it all the way into my throat and I found that I liked the way it felt completely filling my throat even though I was unable to breath with it all the way down there. I especially loved the sensation of his thick cock sliding in and out of my throat. The first time that it happened, he was pushing his cock against the back of my mouth and it suddenly went past the narrow portion and completely into my throat until my nose was buried in his bush.We were both pleasantly surprised at the way it popped into my throat and it immediately became our favorite technique. Over time we developed a daily routine. After we got home from school, we would meet at his house or mine, usually his since both his parents had jobs. I would get on my knees with him standing and I would suck his cock as he held my head and fucked my mouth and throat. Sometimes he would cum with his cock on my tongue so that I could savor his semen before I swallowed it, but usually, after vigorously fucking my throat with his cock, he would cum with his cock buried deep in my throat and with his fingers digging into my scalp at the back of my head forcing my head down onto his throbbing erection. I couldn’t taste his cum, but I could feel the pulsations of his cock in my throat as he ejaculated directly into my stomach. It was wonderfully exhilarating!!!
Once, we were almost caught by his older sister when she came home unexpectedly just as he was cumming in my mouth. He was able to quickly put away his cock and zip his pants as she walked into the living room where I had been blowing him, but I was still on my knees swallowing his cum. He made up a lame excuse about me picking up some change that I had dropped on the carpet but since my face was very red and we both must have looked guilty, I’m sure that she knew what we had been doing. After that day, she always gave me a little knowing smile whenever she looked at me. Since she was my older sisters best friend, I wondered if she ever told her of her suspicions.
Often, after dinner, we would go up onto the roof of the apartment house where he lived and I would give him another blowjob behind the stairwell enclosure. The roof parapet came up to waist level so although he was visible, I couldn’t be seen down on my knees with his cock in my mouth. If the weather was bad, I would suck him off just inside the door of the roof landing. We continued with our ritual until we graduated and went off to college. I still love giving blowjobs, but I loved sucking my best friend’s cock the most of all. I really miss it.