Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2003 16:42:01 EST
From: MrHappyPants007@aol.com
Subject: "While You Were Sleeping" (t/t, tt/t, tt+/t, first, true, oral)

Rude Awakening (t/t, tt/t, tt+/t, first, true, oral)

The story I'm about to recount is for the most part true, although certain
liberties have been taken with dialog as well as names that I couldn't
remember after all these years.  I had posted an abbreviated version of the
same story some time ago, but felt the need to complete the story as
follows.

Two weeks after my thirteenth birthday I went to stay with my aunt, uncle
and cousin in Texas for the summer.  My cousin, Jerry, was almost 16 at the
time.  He was stocky, with pale, white skin and thick, red hair, where I
was tall, skinny and blond.  We shared his bedroom, which had a trundle bed
that we both slept in.  Despite the age difference, we managed to tolerate
each other, although there were many times it was obvious he took great joy
in my humiliation.  But we still hung out together all the time.  To be
honest, I was from Virginia, I didn't know anyone, so what else was I going
to do.

Being that it was summer in Texas, and his parents chose not to run the air
conditioning at night, we were forced to sleep with the windows wide open
and in as little as possible, which consisted of no more than white
Jockeys.  Since he was more than two years my senior, he was allowed to
stay up an hour later than I.  This bothered me to no end.  I thought it
was ridiculous that I couldn't go to bed when I wanted, being that it was
summer.

One day I inadvertantly walked in on Jerry in the bathroom while he was
standing up at the sink and jerking off to a Penthouse magazine.  He froze
in mid-stroke and started yelling at me to get the hell out of there.  I
remember catching a glimpse of his short, fat dick accompanied by the
largest set of balls I could imagine.  They were surrounded by a thick
patch of red pubic hair that contrasted sharply with his pale white skin.
I'm sure it was because he was so much more developed than I was, but from
that point on I was obsessed with checking out his equipment.  I was just
beginning to grow pubes at this time, so I was truly intrigued by my
cousins manliness.  I acted horrified and slammed the door on my way out,
but from that point forward, all I could think of was Jerry's huge hairy
balls. At my young age, I was yet to experience any kind of sexual contact
with anyone.  I would often masturbate myself to a dry orgasm, but that was
really the extent of my sexual experience.  I found the Penthouse that
Jerry was reading under the towels in the bathroom and this is where most
of my sexual knowledge came from, including oral sex and intercourse.
Although I was still a little vague about it, this is also were I learned
about a man ejaculating semen.

I didn't know if my intrigue was obvious, but I noticed a change in my
cousin's behavior from then on.  He became a lot more free about showing me
his body in all it's naked splendor.  When ever he would shower, he would
come into the bedroom and whip his towel off while I was still in the room.
He would then proceed to perform any and all tasks he could think of while
staying in this state of undress.  He always seemed to be semi-aroused when
doing this, as though he had prepared his dick for me.  His cock wasn't
long, but it was very fat, and as I stated previously, his balls were huge.
At the time, I thought it was because of his advanced age, but now know he
just had big testicles.

This little floor show continued until one night I woke up with my hand
touching the outside of Jerry's hairy thigh.  This sent a rush through me
similar to seeing him naked in the bathroom.  I then slowly moved my hand
up his leg till it was resting against those giant, underwear covered
balls.  This entire move took at least an hour, as I didn't want to wake
him and have him call me a fag.  I figured I could always just say it
happened while I was sleeping.  Very slowly I moved my hand till it was
directly on his cock.  I then started, ever so slowly, to stroke it and
noticed it getting hard as I did so.  I also noticed that after a while it
got wet at the tip of his cock and figured that he had cum, even though it
remained hard.  If Jerry woke up, I was never aware of it.  Because of my
fear of being caught and thought to be queer, this is all I did during that
first night.  I was glad that it was summer and I could sleep in, because
it took forever to fall asleep that night, and was a very restless sleep to
say the least.

Jerry made no reference to this the next day, so of course, neither did I.
The next night I was jumping out of my skin with excitement.  It was all I
could do not to grab his crotch the second Jerry came to bed.  Once I heard
the regular breathing of sleep, I started my hands journey back to his
crotch.  I remember being afraid I'd wake him because my hand was shaking
so much with excitement.  It didn't take near as long this time and soon my
hand was back on his hardening cock.  After rubbing his cock for a while, I
figured I'd get a little closer look.  So, while feigning sleep, I rolled
over till my head was partially on his stomach.  God, I was scared, but
also so excited that there was no way I was turning back.

While stroking him slowly, I maneuvered my head till it was completely
resting on his stomach, about four inches from his cloth covered cock, that
was at this point hard as a rock.  It was at this point that I started to
become frustrated, because what I really wanted was to get a good look at
his hairy cock and balls.  With me acting like I was sleeping, there was no
way to get his underwear down to free him. So close yet so far.  All of a
sudden, he lifted his hips and pushed down his jockeys.  I used this motion
to inch myself closer to my target.  Now his cock was touching my cheek,
just below my eye, and my hand was cupping his oversized balls. Since I was
facing away from him, I had my eyes wide open, and with the windows and
blinds open, the street lights were lighting up the room so that I had a
great look at his fat cock and huge balls.  He obviously wasn't asleep any
longer, but I still didn't want him to know I was awake, so I just lay
there with his dick poking me in the face.  I was captivated by how warm
and smooth it felt against my cheek.

That's when Jerry took his cock in his hand and pressed it up against my
lips.  I can understand why he thought I wanted to suck his dick, but that
really wasn't my intention.  I was there just to get a good look at his
equipment.  I had read about blowjobs in the magazine and the thought was
exciting as hell, but the reality of actually taking a dick in my mouth was
almost unthinkable.  Because I was acting like I was asleep, my mouth was
slack and he was able to push part of the head into my mouth. Then he
reached down and placed his free hand on my chin and opened my mouth
further.  I couldn't believe I was tasting his cock on my tongue.  He was
starting to hump his dick at my face but was only getting the head past my
lips and on my tongue.  Then I felt his hand that he had used on my chin at
the back of my head, pressing my lips further down his cock.  The
excitement i felt while having his cock fill my mouth was equally matched
by my fear of doing such a depraved act, to where i was trembling
uncontrollably.

With Jerry moving his thick shaft in and out of my mouth, after a while I
started to taste a slightly salty fluid coming out of the end of his dick
in an endless stream and figured he was cumming in my mouth.  I remember
thinking how perverse the act was, but it was also turning me on to think
Jerry was cumming in my mouth, especially since the taste wasn't unpleasant
at all.  As ridiculous as it sounds, I was still acting like I was asleep
with my lips stretched obscenely around Jerry's fat cock.  He was now
starting to get a little rougher, sliding his cock all the way in and out
of my mouth.  Because his dick wasn't very long (less than five inches, I'm
guessing), he would be all the way in and still not in my throat, so there
was no fear of suffocation.  But because of it's thickness, it filled my
entire mouth.  I could feel his pubic hair on my face and tickling me as it
went up my nose.

Because I thought he had cum in my mouth already, I was in no way ready for
what was about to happen.  He had developed a steady pace going in and out
of my mouth, when I noticed his other hand had left his cock and was also
on my head so that he was meeting his thrusting cock with my face.  His
dick then got noticeably harder and fatter and the skin on his balls
tightened, and also got real crinkly in my hand.  Jerry seemed to then
completely lose control of his legs as they started to shake violently. I
thought I might be hurting him, as the head of my dick would always get
real sensitive after one of my dry orgasms, and the way he was kind of
twisting my head, my tongue was gliding over the front and side of his cock
head.  But he was still jabbing away at my face, so I figured it couldn't
be hurting him too much.  I felt his cock start to pulse and surge in my
mouth, when all of a sudden, it exploded.  Huge blasts of thick, clumpy
sperm were fired at such velocity that while trying to recover from the
first volley, a second caught in the back of my throat causing me to choke
and cough to where cum actually came out my nose.  It was similar to
getting water up your nose, only in reverse.  For a second I thought I was
going to throw up.  Because I was acting like I was asleep, I couldn't make
a big move to get his ejaculating cock out of my mouth, so I just kind of
endured each blast as best I could, but it seemed endless.  Jerry was
either oblivious to the fact, or could care less (looking back, I'm
inclined to think the latter), that I was gagging and sputtering around his
fat, raging cock.  He just kept pumping cum into my mouth.  I finally
realized that I was either going to start swallowing, or drown.  The
problem was that his semen was so thick, and there was so much of it that
it was virtually impossible to swallow.  I was finally able to turn my head
in such a way, wrenching his gushing fire hose out of my mouth, only to
have four or five more huge globs land on my face, the first one going
directly in my eye, as he humped his still pulsing cock against my
splattered cheek.  I can't begin to tell you how much that burnt.  I'm sure
dislodging it from my mouth while he was still enjoying his orgasm somewhat
diminished the pleasure he was experiencing, but I was really struggling
with his copious ejaculate.  I could tell he was somewhat pissed as he took
his cock back in his hand and stuffed it roughly back in my mouth.  Trying
to remain under the guise of sleep, I couldn't exactly protest, although I
could have just closed my mouth.  He finished pumping the remnants of his
orgasm into my mouth, and then had the gall to wipe the cum from his hand
onto my hair.  Still upset, he shoved my head off his stomach, and me onto
my side of the bed, before using my side of the covers to wipe his stomach.

Being as I was supposed to still be asleep, and not wanting to confront him
after our little tryst, I ended up having to sleep with all that sperm on
my face and in my mouth. It was so thick it was impossible to swallow. It
just stayed in my throat all night. I very quietly humped my mattress till
I reached a dry orgasm.  It was one of the most exciting experiences in my
entire life, although I'm not sure I enjoyed his ejaculation, mainly
because of the amount and thickness, and it really hurt coming through my
nose when I about threw up (that would have been hard to play off).
Luckily I woke before Jerry and ran into the bathroom. My face looked like
I was on the losing end of a glue fight and my hair was stiff and spikey
where his semen had dried.  I remember burping and could actually taste his
sperm.  It felt like I couldn't clear my throat for most of the morning.
It still amazes me how much sperm he shot and how thick it was.

The next day I was a complete zombie.  I didn't know how I felt about the
proceeding nights events.  I knew that I couldn't just forget about it.
But I was reasonably sure I didn't want him to blow all that cum down my
throat again.  The problem was that all I thought about all day was his
heavy cock and balls.  I didn't discuss any of this with Jerry.  As far as
I was concerned, I was sticking with the guise of sleep.  All day Jerry
seemed to be nicer to me than normal.  He came to bed early that night (he
must have been as excited as I was).  I was acting like I was asleep again,
when in actuality, I was probably as far away from sleep as you could get.

I didn't put my side of the trundle bed up (thinking this would lessen the
chances of his dick ending up in my mouth again), so my side was about
eight inches lower than his.  I had my arm up on his bed when he got in.
He pulled his underwear off and positioned his bare crotch at my hand.  His
cock was already semi-erect when I started to manipulate it, upon which it
proceeded to get rock hard and thick, just as it had the night before.  I
don't know why I got so excited jacking him off, but the more I stroked his
cock, the more mine throbbed.  I kept this up for a while till he pulled
his cock from my hand. Without any pretense of being asleep, Jerry moved
his mid-section towards the head of the bed.  I realized he wanted me to
suck his dick as he moved it level with my head.  Because I hadn't lifted
my side of the trundle bed, my face was lower than his mattress.  He pushed
his erection towards my face and I felt it press up against my nose and
face, leaving a trail of wetness where ever it made contact.  Because of my
aversion to sucking him off again, as soon as he pressed the leaking crown
to my lips, I moved my head away while still acting comatose.  He pushed
his crotch at my retreating visage, only to have me avoid contact yet
again.  When he moved his waist away from my head, I reached over and
grabbed his dick and commenced playing with it again.  Again he moved it up
by my head, obviously hoping I would take it in my mouth.  I pulled my head
away again, and the same dance continued only this time when I reached for
his cock, he pushed my hand away.  Every time I reached for his crotch, he
would push my hand away.  I was either going to suck it or he was going to
withhold it from me.

I started to get somewhat angry and frustrated with this treatment.  I
would have just turned over and gone to sleep, but I guess I was becoming
truly obsessed with his penis.  If the only way I was going to get to play
with it was to suck it, then I guess I would have to take it in my mouth
again.  To be honest, I actually enjoyed the feeling of his cock in my
mouth.  It was all the sperm that he produced that made the experience so
difficult to endure.  I figured I just wouldn't let him cum in my mouth
this time.  I lifted my head and placed it onto his mattress.  Since I was
supposed to be sleeping, and didn't want to talk, this was my way of
letting him know that I was defeated and was willing to blow him.  Jerry
moved into position immediately, angling himself diagonally on the bed on
his side to where his legs hung down onto my mattress.  This placed his
cock right in line with my mouth.  He thrust his hips towards my face which
pressed his fat cock head against my lips.  I couldn't believe how gooey it
was already.  I wasn't opening my mouth yet, just letting him slide his
cock head over my lips, when he did the same thing as he had the night
before.  He reached down with one hand on my forehead and the other on my
chin and hinged my jaw open while thrusting forward.  His now turgid member
pushed right into my mouth and onto my tongue.  He then moved his hips
forward till his entire length was encompassed by my mouth.  I was trying
to act as though I was sleeping, but the girth and depth of his cock as it
hit the back of my tongue caused me to gag loudly.  Jerry was not deterred
in the least and continued to grind his pelvis into my face.

Then Jerry changed the rules by speaking the words, "Move your tongue back
and forth on it."

I wasn't prepared for him to speak.  I didn't know what to do.  My mind
froze.  I didn't react at first, thinking if I complied, there would be no
doubt I was awake.  But then he repeated it.  I figured it was either do it
or talk about it.  And seeing as talking about this was the last thing I
wanted, I started stroking the underside of his cock with my tongue while
trying to control my urge to gag.  Looking back, I realize these events set
the tone for the rest of our sexual relationship.  He would tell me what he
wanted and I would always comply.  Because of the straight on position we
where in, and my pressing the underside with my tongue, his deep
penetration was hitting way back on the roof of my mouth, making it really
hard to keep from choking.  So there I was, sucking my cousins dick for the
second night in a row, only this time he was verbally directing my
performance.

His pre-seminal fluid was leaking onto my tongue, and although it grossed
me out the night before, tonight the thought didn't seem as taboo.  The
plastering I took the night before kept running through my mind, though,
and I didn't know if I could handle the deluge again.  There was this
mixture of unbelievable excitement and pure dread welling up in me, to
where I was actually trembling.  I could feel his bloated, hairy balls mash
against my chin as he pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my mouth.
For some reason I didn't do anything to manually stimulate my own cock (and
Jerry never came anywhere near it), but in the position I was in, kind of
hanging off his mattress onto my own, I was able to rub my erection against
the side of his mattress.

He then pulled his penis all the way out till only the large flanged head
was still in my mouth and moaned in between pants, "Now just suck on the
head.....oh yeah that's it.....still use your tongue on it...oh yeah, that
feels good...."

The plum sized head of his cock was larger than the thick shaft so one time
the crown caught on my front teeth.  By this time he had moved both hands
down to my head and was orchestrating my movement on his cock, so when this
happened, he yanked me off his cock and harshly whispered to be careful of
my teeth.  Doing so caused his cock to make an audible pop when freeing
itself from my suctioning mouth.  I'm sure with my eyes closed, my mouth
open and his cock pointed at it I looked like a baby bird begging for it's
next meal.  He pushed it right back in the vacancy and I went back to
swabbing the head with my tongue.  I was starting to really get into it's
sponginess and the way it's fluid was coating it, making it feel slick in
my mouth.  After doing this for a while Jerry started to pick up the pace,
pushing more and more of his cock into my mouth.  This brought me back to
the realization that at this rate, he would be cumming in my mouth very
soon.  I started trying to think of what I could do to keep this from
happening.  I thought I would pull it out while still rubbing it with my
lips when he started cumming.  I was remarkably excited with the prospects
of seeing Jerry unload up close.  It didn't bother me if it meant he'd be
cumming on my face.  It would be thrilling to watch, and I figured I could
just clean up afterwards.  I just couldn't handle him shooting that
monstrous load down my throat again.

I could feel his cock starting to get really hard and the head expand even
larger on the back of my tongue.  He was to the point were he was sliding
the entire length in but only pulling partially out.  He removed his hands
from the sides of my head and I thought this would help to facilitate my
pulling his cock out when he came.  All of a sudden he used his body weight
to roll me onto my back, with his trunk on top of my head, and his heavy
thighs trapping my shoulders.  I started moaning probably more out of
excitement than out of fear and discomfort, as he pounded away at my face,
when his legs started to shake in the same way they had when he came in my
mouth the night before.  I was in a panicky situation, but at least this
time I was aware of what was about to happen.  I figured if there was
nothing I could do to stop it, without causing a scene I didn't want to
deal with, I had better start swallowing his sperm right from the
beginning.  Last time I let too much sperm collect in my mouth before
trying to swallow, to where it became unmanageable (oh look, I've got a
game plan for swallowing my cousins huge load of sperm now).  With his cock
head pulsing right in front of the entrance to my throat he erupted.  Large
globs of semen shot right down my throat and stuck there just as they had
the night before, only this time I started trying to swallow the thick
clumps immediately.  The only problem was, because of it's viscosity, I
wasn't able to keep up with the downpour.  He was also mashing his pubes
into my nose to where I could only breathe on his out strokes.  This caused
me to inhale some of the sperm he was shooting into my wind pipe.  When I
gagged and coughed, cum came out of my nose again.  My gagging and
wretching caused bile to rise up in my esophagus and I was sure I was about
to throw-up this time.  Just as the night before, it was obvious Jerry
could care less.  He kept pumping wave after wave of sperm down my gullet.
I'm still amazed a fifteen year old could produce that large of an
ejaculate.  I guess it was just genetics.  The mucus and sperm that I
coughed through my nose was now making it even harder to inhale in-between
thrusts.  He finished the whole thing by pulling out and rubbing it all
over my face.  He rolled off of me, pulled back on his underwear and
crashed out without even looking my way.  I slinked off his bed quietly
with the remnants of his load still in my mouth.  After that night I always
left tissues by my side of the bed for cleaning up the mess Jerry would
leave on my face.  I also learned to spit what was left of his orgasm into
a tissue so at least I wouldn't be trying to swallow that portion of it all
night.

   It got to where if I was in bed with my eyes closed and Jerry wanted a
blowjob, he would just start poking me in the face with his cock.  I never
said no because I didn't want to talk about it, which I was sure would
happen if I declined.  To be honest, though, there were very few times that
I didn't want to.  But because of it's magnitude, having him cum in my
mouth never became one of my favorite activities, despite it occurring
multiple times each day.  At the beginning I was fellating him every day,
sometimes once at night and once when he would wake up in the morning.  I
would even stay in bed with my eyes closed in the morning because Jerry
would wake later than me, giving him an opportunity to fuck my mouth before
starting the day.  There were other times he would come home from being out
late drinking with his buddies and I would wake up with a hard cock
sticking me in the face.  This would always be one of the times were I
wasn't as enthusiastic about sucking him off.  I would always want to get
him off fast, but because of his inebriation, it would take what seemed
like forever, he would be rougher than usual, and his sperm would always
taste more pungent.

This form of denial went on for a little over two weeks, till one day Jerry
and I were home alone while my aunt was at work and we were clowning
around, and for some reason, I ended up calling him a fag in jest.

He turned to me and said, "Who are you calling a fag.  You're the one who
sucks my dick every night."

I was stunned.  All I could say was, "Fuck You."

I knew how red my face was by the heat coming off my cheeks.  God, I didn't
want to have this conversation.  Jerry asked me why I was getting pissed.

"Come on, admit it.  You like sucking my dick, don't you?" he taunted,
"Don't get mad about it."

"Just leave me alone, Jerry." I pouted.

I couldn't believe he was doing this.  He was ridiculing me for performing
oral sex on him, when he obviously was just as into it as I was.  It had
even gotten to where he was the one who initiated it most of the time.  I'm
sure I was getting visibly upset, but I was completely unprepared for this
exchange.  Then he unbuttoned his shorts and shucked them down to his
ankles.  He grabbed his quickly inflating penis and shook it at me while it
was still encased in his jockeys.  He started coming at me, hopping with
his shorts bunched around his feet, causing his erection to flop around in
such a comical way that I started laughing.  Although Jerry had me by at
least 40 pounds, and was much stronger, he rarely used his physical
superiority to his advantage. But this time he knocked me onto the bed
while I was still overcome by laughter and sat on my stomach.  We were both
laughing and I was yelling at him to get off me when he started scooting up
my torso till his thighs held my head immobile as he sat on my chest.  He
was still holding onto his phallus and started hitting me in the face with
it.

"Stop you fucker." I raged, trying to act serious.

"Give it a big kiss, and I will." Jerry answered triumphantly.

"I mean it, Jerry.  Get off me." I replied, losing some of the conviction
in my voice.

>From my vantage point I could see his red pubic bush peeking over the
waist band of his underwear, and realized I hadn't seen his equipment in
the light of day in some time.  He had quit flaunting his body since I
started giving him blowjobs.

"I'm not going anywhere till you give it a real nice big kiss.  It's gonna
think your not it's friend anymore."

He continued slapping my face with his jockey encased penis, which was
starting to harden, all the while sporting a sinister grin.  I didn't know
what to do.  I wanted to help him out of his increasingly growing
condition, but then I would have to acknowledge the fact that I was
displaying gay behavior.  I wasn't sure how Jerry would act towards me
then.  We were both fully aware that I wasn't sleeping through our oral
encounters (I mean, how can you ignore waking up with dried semen all over
my face and hair each night).  I just wasn't ready to admit I liked sucking
dick.

I angrily pressed my lips quickly to his hard cock, made a large smacking
sound and resounded, "There!"

"Not on my underwear, on my wiener." he retorted.  (Maybe that's why I
wasn't able to discuss this openly with him.  He used words like wiener.)

"Get the fuck off me." I bellowed.

He pulled it out of it's cloth confines and started whacking my face with
his bare prick.  I felt his pre-cum being smeared all over my nose and
flinging across my cheeks as he did this, and I knew you could probably see
the trail of wetness from where he was sitting and, for some reason, this
turned me on.

"I'm not going to Jerry, so you can just forget it." I said, trying to
sound as convincing as possible.

"Then I'm just gonna flog your face the rest of the day." he announced.
"It's going to be 3 or 4 hours before my mom gets home, so this might be an
all day thing."

He started tapping the oversized head against my lips lightly while I
continued feigning my dissatisfaction.  I was half-heartedly throwing my
head from side to side in mock horror, which was getting me no where
because of his thick thighs imprisoning my head.  He began moving the head
of his dick in a circular motion against my partially pursed lips, causing
them to become slick with it's secretions.  I could feel the tip of his
penis starting to work it's way between my lips.

He was running the underside of the bulbous head, side to side, across my
wet teeth while jacking the shaft, when he stopped and said, "Careful of
those teeth, man.  I wouldn't want you to bite my hap-penis and your
happiness."

As soon as my mouth opened to tell him to keep it away from my teeth and it
wouldn't be a concern, he took the opportunity to shove the head past my
teeth and onto my tongue.  When I felt his cock in my mouth I no longer
wanted to pretend I wasn't interested and started sucking it while moving
my tongue all around the head, trying to gather all the lubrication leaking
out of the end.  Over the past 2 1/2 weeks I had developed a true
appreciation for the taste of his abundant pre-seminal fluid. I also
enjoyed how it made everything so slippery.  If only he didn't ejaculate so
much during orgasm, there would be no downside to me giving my cousin a
blowjob (other than my displaying homosexual tendencies.  But to be honest,
I really didn't feel like I was gay (and still don't).  I just wanted to
experiment with sex.  I sneaked a glance up at my captors face and saw him
watching intently as my lips and tongue administered to the end of his
dick.  Being too embarrased to look him in the eye, I quickly overted my
stare back down to his thick equipment.

"It's really cool being able to watch you suck me.  You can't see much at
night when you blow me.  You look good sucking my dick, Brandt.", Jerry
chimed.  Hey, maybe we could get a shot for my upcoming seventh grade
yearbook I thought.

Because of the position we were in, Jerry wasn't able to jam it all the way
in as he was accustomed to doing, which made me feel much more at ease
about him cumming in my mouth.  It wasn't the taste of his cum that caused
me to choke, as much as it was the large amounts hitting and sticking in
the back of my throat forcing me to try and swallow.  The few times he
wasn't lodged all the way in when he ejaculated was much more pleasant to
deal with than when he would flood my throat with his cum.

Jerry gave me instructions through the entire blow job, shot another
enormous amount of sperm into my mouth, thanked me and got dressed, leaving
me with an aching hard-on and a mouthful of semen, which I promptly
expelled into a kleenex once he left the room.  He tried to talk to me
while dressing, but quickly realized I was holding his cum in my mouth and
wasn't going to engage in light conversation.  Once he left, I jerked off
till I experienced my first ejaculation accompanying an orgasm.  Where
Jerry would always fire glob after glob of thick semen, my orgasm sprayed
out at high pressure, was much more watery and subsided quickly, maybe four
or five sprays compared to Jerry's 10-15.  Because I was laying on my back,
it shot all the way up my chest and neck, some even reaching my chin. After
which I brought my saturated fingers to my mouth and tasted my own cum.  It
wasn't as thick or as hard to swallow as Jerry's.  It actually wasn't that
unenjoyable.

The whole dynamic of our relationship changed after that day.  I would suck
Jerry's dick whenever we had any free time together.  I was taking swimming
lessons twice a week and would come home from swimming at the community
pool to find Jerry sitting in the bean bag chair with his pants around his
ankles, playing with his erection while listening to an album on his head
phones.  I would get between his legs and suck him off before I even
changed from my bathing suit.  Sometimes he would call me into the bathroom
while he was showering, with everyone still home.  I'd lock the door so no
one could barge in, then I would stick my head through the shower curtain
and blow him while he continued to lather the rest of his body.  This was
convenient because I was able to spit out any semen he didn't shoot down my
throat right into the tub.  I also figured if I was going to throw up from
his ejaculate, this was the place to do it.  It got to where I was blowing
him so much we had to stop one time for two days because his penis became
so sore from over use.

One day Jerry called me at home and told me his good friend Sai was
spending the night.  I told him it was okay, and that Sai could sleep in my
bed and I would use a sleeping bag on the floor.  He told me that isn't
what he was worried about.  He wanted to know if I would be willing to blow
Sai.  I told him he was crazy and that I didn't want anyone to know what we
were doing.  He said he was really horny, since I hadn't sucked him off the
night before, or that following morning (and we all know that's like a week
in adolescent years) and wanted to know how he was going to get a blow job
with Sai in the room and me not willing to take care of him too.  I angrily
told him I didn't give a shit, and that it wasn't going to happen.  He
called me a pussy and hung up.  I felt kind of proud of taking control,
because Jerry would normally control when, where and how I serviced him.
He had to be nuts to think I would consent to blowing his friend.  Nothing
against Sai, mind you.  He was a good guy and we got along well, but Sai
would always just say what ever came to mind, sometimes leading to
embarrassing situations.  I could only imagine what he would have to say
about this.  He was of Asian decent and was stocky and muscular, being as
he lifted for football.  Both Jerry and Sai were on the football team, so
both worked with weights daily, but Sai was the only one to see any
significant playing time.

That night I was awake in my sleeping bag when they came into the room to
go to bed.  I acted like I was asleep as I watched them both strip down to
their underwear and get into bed.  Sai's body was pale white and heavily
muscled.  The bulge in his underwear seemed rather small compared to
Jerry's, but this could have been the angle I was looking at it.  I was
squinting through my closed eyes, so no one would know I was awake.  I
didn't want to afford Jerry the opportunity to try and talk me into blowing
him and his buddy.

After some goofing around they both seemed to settle down and go to sleep.
I'm not sure how long it had been since I had drifted off, when I awoke to
the familiar heat of Jerry's hard penis pressing against my cheek.  I
snapped awake immediately and whispered for him to leave me alone and go
back to bed.  He said quietly that he couldn't sleep because of his boner
and needed me to help him out.  My heart was sinking with fear as I told
him to cut it out and that he was going to wake Sai.

"Your the one making all the noise.  Why don't you just hurry and take care
of me before you wake him.  Then we can all get some sleep." Jerry prodded.

I couldn't believe Jerry would risk being found out by his friend just so
he could blow a load down my throat.  Especially after I had told him no
over the phone.  Hadn't he ever heard of jerking off.  Obviously he was
getting a little too accustomed to the feeling of my mouth.  Wasn't he
afraid of everyone thinking he was a fag.  I know I was.  I guess it goes
back to that old adage, a hard dick could give a shit less.  He was
slapping it against my face making a noise that I was afraid would attract
attention, so to silence it, I reached up and grabbed his already bloated
penis and brought it to my mouth.  I drew it between my lips and started
flicking at the head with my tongue.  I had learned that Jerry really liked
it when I would run my tongue along the underside where the head meets the
shaft, so I started doing this feverently, trying to make him orgasm in my
mouth quickly.  I was trying to be as quiet as possible, but there were
still some squishing sounds, that, in the complete silence, sounded like a
waterfall to me.  Jerry was sawing away at my face when he switched
positions to where his balls were positioned at my chin.  This made it a
lot easier for me to stroke the underside of his crown with the flat of my
tongue, but seemed to make even more noise as his balls slapped against my
chin.

I was trying desperately to keep my manipulations quiet, when from behind
Jerry I hear, "Hey, what are you guys doing?"

I stopped what I was doing immediately, with Jerry's dick still in my mouth
and was completely silent to the point where I actually stopped breathing.
I couldn't see because Jerry blocked my view, but I knew Sai had caught us
and I was panic stricken.  I was so afraid everyone in the neighborhood was
going to find out I was a cocksucker.

Jerry started moving his hips to re-establish the friction on his cock and
announced, "Brandt's giving me a blow job."

"Really?" Sai inquired. "You mind if I watch?  I've never seen someone give
a guy a blowjob before."

Jerry said, "I don't mind, as long as it's okay with Brandt.  Maybe you can
talk him into blowing you, too."

Sai got out of bed and sat down next to my sleeping bag on the floor.
Jerry went back to concentrating on fucking my mouth and I just laid there,
mortified, letting him, not able to look into the face of either.

"It's too dark.  I can't see anything.  Mind if I turn on a light?"

"You're fucking whacked, dude.  My parents might see it." Jerry said.

"But I can't see hardly anything." Sai whined.

"There's a flashlight in the bottom drawer of my night stand.  Grab it."
Jerry instructed.

I was about to perform my newly acquired oral talents in front of an
audience, with the proper stage lighting no less.  I had this quivering in
my stomach that ached right through my crotch.  I opened my eyes and saw
the blinding beam of the flash light coming towards us and being shone
directly on my face as I continued my oral stimulation of Jerry's cock.
Jerry was being very rough with the way he was driving his cock in and out
of my mouth, and I had become acutely aware of how much noise my sucking
was now making, which just added to my humiliation.

While watching the show, Sai kept commenting on how talented I was with my
mouth, and how impressive it was that I could "deep throat" a cock.  I'm
sure he meant it as a compliment, but I was becoming more and more
self-conscience with each comment.  Jerry had no shame as he continued to
ravage my mouth, banging his balls against my chin with each thrust.  He
continued the assault on my face for some time till he finally turned to
Sai with a comment.

"Watch this, bro.  This is how they do it in porno."

"When did you ever see a porno?" Sai challenged.

"In Greg's basement when his parents were in New Orleans.  Phil was there,
you can ask him or Greg." Jerry answered in quick, short pants.

They were having this conversation like I was a tree stump, all the while,
Jerry was hammering his cock into my face.  I think he was trying to show
off for Sai.  I figured he wanted to show Sai how he could make me choke on
his cum.  I could tell he was getting close by the way his cock was
starting to throb in my mouth.

"Oh man, is he going to let you come in his mouth?" Sai asked with a sense
of amazement and excitement in his voice.

"Just watch." Jerry grunted in labored tones.

Sai then got down on his hands and knees with my sucking face less than a
foot away so he could get a better view, while still shining the
flashlight's beam at my stretched out mouth.  I was busy bracing myself for
the inevitable onslaught when Jerry withdrew his cock till only the head
was still in my mouth and started jacking the remainder with one hand while
the other pushed my head against the floor, holding it in place.  I was
glad he wasn't jamming it all the way in, as he usually would.  I really
didn't want to choke in front of Sai, figuring it would be even more
embarrassing.

I felt the head expand and pulse and was rewarded with a large glob of
sperm hitting the roof of my mouth.  Then Jerry pulled his cock completely
out while continuing to jack it at my open mouth, just as a second volley
shot right onto my tongue, after which I promptly closed my mouth, not
wanting to swallow any more of the thick fluid than I had to.  As I was
trying to swallow what was in my mouth, a third blast hit my top lip and
went right up my nose, causing Sai to retreat quickly as to not get any of
Jerry's offering on him.  When I tried to blow his cum back out of my
closed nostril, a big bubble formed.  I heard Sai laugh in astonishment.
All he kept saying was "Oh my god" over and over again and commenting about
how cool i was to let Jerry shoot his wad all over my face, as if I had a
choice.  He was eeewwing and aaahhhing as each pulse of cum hit my face,
not that un-simimalar to a fireworks display.  I could tell Jerry was
trying to cover my entire face as I felt his thick, copious sperm hit both
my eyes.  Both of them were starting to laugh hysterically, Jerry doing so
while grunting out the last of his orgasm.  I couldn't open either eye
because of the clumps of sperm that clung to my eyelashes and the pools
that had formed in the corners of each eye.  Jerry's onslaught slowed after
awhile and he started to rub his still throbbing dick all over my slimy
face.  They were both still howling with laughter as I felt the thick
mixture slide off my face and onto my nylon sleeping bag, and I couldn't
help but start laughing myself, knowing what my face must look like.

While I was still laughing Jerry stuck his semi-erect cock back in my
mouth, causing me to exhale through my nose, creating another cum bubble at
the end of my nose.  This elicited comments comparing me, Lawrence Welk and
Mr. Bubbles and the laughter continued.  Sai was completely enthralled with
the amount of cum Jerry produced and how it looked on my face.

"Whoa dude, that's not human." Sai started rambling, "God, look what you
did to his face.  You obliterated it, bro. " he continued, still in awe,
"Hey Brandt, it went up your nose, didn't it?  Did that hurt, man?" he
asked, without waiting for my response, "I don't want to get that stuff on
me.  How is he gonna suck me without getting that stuff all over me?" he
lamented, "Will you suck mine now?  Fuck, Jerry, now he's not gonna want to
suck me now.  You're such a dick." he continued rambling, "With a fucking
boatload of cum" he added, as he tried to keep from cracking up.

Through the hushed laughter, Jerry managed to say, "Relax man.  I just
lubed him up for you." looking down at my glazed face, he questioned,
"You're gonna suck Sai's dick aren't you, Brandt?"

Being to humiliated to speak, I shook my head yes.  I mean, what the hell.
Sai had just used a flashlight to witness my cousin pounding away at my
mouth and then splattering a ridicules amount of semen all over my
face. And although the thought of blowing Jerry's friend didn't
particularly appeal to me, I was sure he'd tell someone in the neighborhood
if I didn't service him as well.  Kind of the oral version of taking one
for the team.

"See buddy, he's gonna take care of you.  So quit freaking and whip out
your dick." Jerry said.

"Well move out of the way." he demanded.  Then he looked to me and said,
"This is so cool of you to suck me off, dude.  I can't believe I'm going to
get a blowjob." He whispered excitedly as he handed Jerry the flashlight.

Jerry tossed one of his socks he had removed for bed at me and told me to
clean up my face.  I did so as the two swapped positions, with Sai removing
his underwear and squatting over my face completely naked.  His genital
area was so much different than Jerry's.  His penis was a bit shorter than
my own, not quite four inches, and very thin.  No wonder he was so
impressed with Jerry's equipment.  The pubic hair surrounding it was poker
straight and very dark, but not as dense as Jerry's.  His balls were
several shades darker than the rest of his body.  They were much smaller
than Jerry's and seemed to always be tight to his body.  I guess I was so
used to Jerry's cock, being as I had probably blown him more than 40 times
in the past three weeks, Sai's member seemed so foreign to me (and, no,
that's not an ethnic joke).  It wasn't only the size difference that made
me take notice.  When I took it between my lips it was hard as steel, and
didn't have near as much loose skin hanging on the shaft.  The head was
stream lined with the rest of it, making it very easy to completely engulf
with my mouth. Especially since I had been initiated with Jerry's beer can.

It was actually much more pleasant to fellate Sai's thin member than
Jerry's, but Jerry's for some reason was more exciting to me to suck on.
Because it was so much smaller, it was much easier to accommodate.  I
started working my mouth all over the entire length, tasting the pre-cum
leaking onto my tongue as I used it to lap at the shaft.  He kept
complimenting my different technics and how good they all felt, but the
whole time he never directed his comments towards me, always choosing to
speak to Jerry instead.  It was almost like they were talking about a new
toy that Jerry was letting Sai play with for the first time.  I'm sure the
reason they were talking like I wasn't there was because I couldn't really
respond with my mouth full, but it was still demeaning, nonetheless.

I diverted my attention away from Sai's small prick to see that Jerry was
using one hand to stroke another growing erection he was developing while
he used the other hand to direct the flashlight's beam as well as his own
gaze on my mouth gliding over Sai's equipment.  Because of my ability to
handle his entire prick so easily, he was able to use complete strokes in
and out of my mouth, without any worry of my gagging.  And stroke he did.
He was stilled perch squatting over my face with one hand grasping the side
of my head to keep him from toppling over as his balls slapped against my
cheek.

"Can I cum in his mouth?" Sai inquired eagerly, refocusing my attention on
the task at hand (task in mouth to be more acurate).

Jerry told him to go for it as I kept working my mouth on his cock,
increasing the pressure with my tongue.  I had my tongue still wrapped
around his dick so I could stimulate just under the crown, while I bobbed
my head back and forth.

"Hey, Brandt.  You mind if I cum in your mouth." Sai directed at me.

With my eyes still closed I gave a meek "um-hmm", while continuing my
activity on his rock hard little cock.  I felt his scrotum tighten even
more against my lips, as his thrusts became more insistent.  Then he
started repeating over and over that he was getting ready to cum in my
mouth, almost like he was chanting.  He was loud enough to where Jerry had
tell him to keep it down.  His dick got even harder as his orgasm overtook
him, to where it felt like it could almost shatter in my mouth.  Being that
Jerry was the only one to come in my mouth before, I was expecting Sai's
orgasm to resemble Jerry's, but his semen didn't have any of the propulsion
that Jerry's had.  It just started drooling out of the end of his surging
dick onto my tongue in what felt like a constant stream.  His sperm was
plentiful, but nowhere near Jerry's obscene amount and much easier to
swallow.  It had more of a creamy texture than lumpy like Jerry's or watery
like my own.

Afterwards he wanted to know if I swallowed his sperm and I hesitantly told
him "Yeah, I guess."

"Did you like it.  How it tastes, I mean." he questioned.

"I don't know." I said in an impatient tone.  I didn't want to be
interrogated about how much I enjoyed the experience of sucking his dick.

"I just never had anyone suck me off before, not even a girl, and I was
just curious."

Jerry put down the flashlight and, while still stroking his hard cock,
said, "After that little show you're gonna need to do me again."

Since I hadn't cum myself, it didn't take much to convince me to service
them both, again.  After sucking on Jerry's penis for a while, I went to
alternating between both.  This round of blowjobs took a lot longer and
involved a lot of experimentation, with them putting their balls in my
mouth, althouth Jerry could only fit one at a time, and placing me in
different positions after moving me to the bed.  At one point they even
tried to get both their cocks in my mouth at the same time.  But the width
of Jerry's made this impossible.  I learned a lot of useful information
during this session, like pulling down on the skin surrounding their
testicles would intensify the sensation my mouth had on their penises and
that being upside down made taking Jerry's entire cock in my mouth much
easier, although, Jerry didn't care for this position as much because I
couldn't use my tongue on the underside of his cock.  This new position
didn't have much of an impact on Sai, because his penis was small enough
for me to envelope in any position.  The session ended with both of them
cumming in my mouth again, Sai's ejaculate diminishing considerably.
Jerry, true to form, flooded my throat with another large load, causing me
to choke and gag.  Jerry kept up his assault on my mouth, completely
unaware of my discomfort, as Sai looked on in.

I was retching to such an extent that Sai came to my defense saying, "Dude,
it sounds like you're gonna make him puke.  Back off a little bit so he can
breath."

While still grinding his crotch into my face, he told Sai that I was okay,
and that we did this all the time.  With his cock still filling my
mouth,and all that cum stuck in my throat, I was only able to gurgle out an
incoherent "uh-uh".  When he finally dislodged it, I was able to tell him
that I hated when he would fuck my face so deep while he was cumming.  I
explained how it would cause his cum to shoot straight into my throat and
would stay there, making me gag whenever I'd try to swallow.  I said if
they would just keep it in my mouth I could spit it out later.  All he said
was that he liked it when I swallowed his cum and that he didn't know if he
could control the face fucking he would give me when he was in the throws
of orgasm.  I let it go because I didn't want to lose the use of his cock
by fighting about this, but I knew he just liked to see me humiliated.  I
figured I'd just handle it so I'd be able to keep blowing him.  As always,
he remained in control.

Afterwards we all went back to our respective beds/cum stained sleeping
bag, where I quietly masturbated to a mind bending orgasm.  For some reason
I was too embarrassed to jerk-off in their presence.  I guess I thought
this would make me appear even more gay.  The next morning I blew them both
before they had to leave for Sai's driving test.  It was the third time he
was taking it, and luckily, he passed.  I guess he just needed to be more
relaxed.

Sai began coming over regularly for my oral skills.  He would even come
over when Jerry wasn't there, something he had never done before.  Sai
worked a part time job three days a week.  Sometimes he would come over and
wake me before he went to work so I could take care of him.  Jerry, being
the lazy bastard he was, didn't work, but would always wake up so he could
watch and then join in the festivities.  This went on for about a month
till my stay with my aunt and uncle was almost over.

Five days before leaving to go back to Virginia the parents of Jerry's
friend Greg went away for 2 days and I was asked if I wanted to go with
Jerry and Sai to Greg's house to watch X-rated movies.  Although it was
never said, I deduced I would be spending a lot of the time with a dick in
my mouth.  None the less I agreed to go, partly because I had never seen an
x-rated movie and partly because of my growing love of cock.  We drove over
in Sai's car, a beat up old station wagon, and the whole way Sai kept
talking about how excited he was to get to watch a porno for the first
time. I would agree when ever the comments were directed at me, but for the
most part I was pretty silent.  I was nervous as hell with the prospect of
our activities being exposed to a fourth party, but I had met Greg once and
he seemed like a pretty cool guy.  He was a year older than Jerry,
seventeen I'm guessing, and was a cowboy of sorts, because when I met him
he was wearing boots, a cowboy hat and tight wrangler jeans, as well as
dipping skoal (which, for those unaware, is a completely disgusting habit).

When we arrived Greg offered us each a beer (Lone Star, no less), which I
accepted due to not wanting to seem like a stupid little thirteen year-old.
I had never drank alcohol before but forced myself through the first one as
we sat in the kitchen and told war stories (or I should say they told war
stories.  Being thirteen, I had never been to war).  The second beer was a
lot easier than the first, and my head was starting to fuzz over.  The door
bell rang just as I was starting to feel like I actually might have
something to add to the conversation.  Greg went to answer it and came back
with a guy named Joe just as I was telling about my getting to second base
with Karen Karch during the 6th grade play.  Joe asked if he had missed
anything, to which Greg replied no, and suggested we take our beers down to
the basement and get on with the show.

The basement had a pool table with lanolium tile under it taking up a large
portion of it and a sofa and love seat with two recliners on the other side
with wall to wall carpeting throughout the seating area.  There was a large
console TV with a portable movie screen already set up behind it in clear
view of all the seating, as well as the pool table.  There was movie
projector sitting on a cart that had about 8 cans of film on the second
shelf.  Joe went right to the pool table and racked the balls, asking who
wanted to be the first victim.

Greg said, "Y'all go ahead.  It's going to take me a minute to thread this
thing and get it to where it's running right.  It's my dad's and just like
him it's kind of old and takes some prodding to get to work."

Everyone thought that was real funny as they started to congregate around
the pool table.  I stayed over by Greg and asked him if he needed any help,
adding I had helped with the audio/video at school.  He said it wasn't
necessary but thanked me anyways.  After a while, with little else to say,
I made my way over to the pool table and watched Joe beat Sai soundly in a
game of 8-ball, just as he had predicted.  Joe looked like he might be the
oldest, with dark kinky hair, remnants of a 5 o'clock shadow and bad acne
on his face.  He was real loud and boisterous as he cleared the table of
all the solids, including the 8, telling Sai how he sucked and how he
played like a girl, leaving me not wanting to say much but an occasional
"nice shot".  At first Sai was talking trash back, but with the way he was
getting trounced, there wasn't much to say.

Linda Lovelace came on the screen in her awe inspiring movie "Deep Throat"
just as Jerry was racking for the next game.  Joe said we'd play later, but
he wanted to watch on the movie.  Jerry broke the rack and tried to
continue playing as we made our way over to the seating.  Greg and Joe each
to a recliner, Sai sat on the couch and me on the love seat.  Once seated
Greg asked me if I would mind running and grabbing a few more beers for
everyone out of the fridge.  I could hear Jerry complaining about the lack
of light as I bounded up the stairs,sss grabbed four beers, and ran back,
not wanting to miss any of the action.  Jerry had taken my seat on the love
seat so after handing out the beer, I sat on the couch with Sai.  The lamp
next to the pool table was turned off so the only light in the room came
from the flickering projector.

I asked if I missed anything and Joe responded with, "It's a porno. You
shouldn't have any problem catching what plot there is."

Greg asked if I wanted one, and I declined, saying I was still working on
my second.  On the screen Linda was in a doctors office describing how she
couldn't have an orgasm.  The guy inspects her pussy, and says she doesn't
have a clitoris and I'm wondering "what's a clitoris?" (See, these things
are educational.)  She then starts working her mouth on the doctors hard
cock because he found a clit in her throat (okay, maybe not that
educational).  She works his large cock all the way down her throat and
everyone in the room starts ewwing and ahhing, including me.

Joe said, "I need to find someone that can do that, man."

I'm a fucking mute church mouse, not saying a word, but knowing what's
coming.

"I've had someone deep throat me before." Jerry boasted.

"You mean shallow mouth don't you." Joe quipped.  "With what you're packing
you probably have trouble getting past her lips."

"Who, Lisa." Greg asked suspiciously. "No way she puts out.  A friend of
mine dated her and couldn't even get inside her shirt."

Here it comes.

"No, not Lisa. Brandt." Jerry replied.

"Brandt sucks dick?" Joe asked, somewhat astonished.

"And deep throats, too." Sai added.

Thanks Sai.  Well I knew this was probably going to happen, but the
realization of it left me humiliated.  For a while I had felt like one of
the guys, drinking beer and talking shit.  Now I was about to feel like one
of the girls, drinking beer and sucking dick.

"How would you know Sai?"

"Cause he blows me, too."

"So how about it, Brandt?  Wanna try sucking a real dick?", Joe said as he
grabbed the large bulge in his jeans.

"Come on guys.  Just leave me alone.  Their full of bullshit." I replied
weakly, trying half-heartedly to sound convincing as the butterflies in my
stomach became pterodactyls.

"Like hell.", Jerry said as he stood up and unbuckled his pants.  "Y'all
wanna see him do it."

"Relax dude." Greg interrupted.  "Just sit down and watch the movie."

Jerry complied and I gave an internal sigh of relief.  The only comments
made through the rest of the movie were concerning Linda Lovelace's
talents, not my own.  I finished the second beer and was gaining quit a
buzz from the alcohol.  That coupled with the hard on I was achieving from
watching the movie was starting to diminish my inhibitions considerably.
When the bright light of the finished movie came on, you could see everyone
grabbing at their hard cocks.

Greg got up to change the film and Joe asked Jerry if he wanted to play
that game of pool.  Jerry racked them and I went and got everyone another
beer, myself included .  When I came back down, it seemed like everyone
stopped talking and I figured they must have been talking about me and my
propensity for dick.  As horny and buzzed as I was, I was beginning not to
care.  Jerry got his ass handed to him by Joe in pool as Greg got the
second movie running.

Gary asked me to get the lights as he started the second movie.  When I got
back Sai was sprawled out on the love seat, leaving me the other side of
the couch next to Jerry.  This one didn't have a plot, just a bunch of sex
scenes thrown together.  The first scene paired a white woman with a black
guy with a huge penis.  This did nothing to deter her from gorging on his
dick before he fucked her in multiple positions.  The scene ended with him
cumming all over her face.  This was the way all the scenes had ended so
far (although none of the splashings had been of the quantity that Jerry
produced), convincing me that Jerry had been right the first night he and
Sai had had their way with my mouth.  Facials were how pornos ended.

I heard Jerry's zipper and looked over to see he had pulled his hard cock
out of it's confines.  He wasn't really jerking off, just kind of tilting
it back and forth.  I had drank almost half of my third beer and wasn't
afraid to stare right at the dick I had been dining on over the last 2 1/2
months.  Joe was sitting next to Jerry in the recliner and sarcasticly
asked him why doesn't he make himself comfortable.

"It needed some air, dude." Jerry responded.  "I thought it was gonna
suffocate if I didn't set it free."

"That's a fat one you got there, Jer." Joe commented.  "So Brandt can take
the whole thing, huh?  Pretty impressive.  But mines a lot longer.  You
think he could take all of it."

"I don't know.  Sai's isn't as big as mine, so he might have some trouble
with it."

There they go again acting like I wasn't there.  But considering I was
working on my third beer, I pretty much wasn't quite there.  Joe unzipped
his pants and tried to haul his dick out, but I guess it was too stiff,
causing him to swear aloud.  He jumped out of his chair, unbuckled his belt
and dropped his pants as if he were proud of the package he put on display.
His erection was straining the front of his briefs and I could tell it was
longer than either Jerry's or Sai's, but because of his underwear pushing
it down, I couldn't tell by how much.  He waddled past Jerry with his pants
still bunched around his ankles and presented me with his boner, still
housed in it's cotton confinements.

"So what do you think, Brandt?" Joe inquired.  "Wanna give it a try?"

In my quasi-drunken stupor, all I could manage was a "you guys are nuts".

"We'll work on my nuts later.  First lets start on my hog." Joe shot back.

I just sat there unresponsive, with my eyes glazed over, looking at the wet
spot that had developed on the front of his bulge.  He yanked his underwear
down his thighs, causing his erect cock to slap his stomach as it rebounded
up.  It wasn't as large as the black guy in the movie, but it was larger
than any that I had seen in person (7 inches or so, I'm guessing).  I
couldn't help but look at it as he waved it about two feet in front of me.

"Come on, dude.  Let's see if your as talented when your handling a real
dick." Joe kept on.  "You're staring at it like you wanna taste. Tell you
what.  If you can deep throat all of us, I'll give you ten bucks."

"Sure you will." I sneered.

To a 13 year old in the mid-70's, $10 was a significant amount of money.
In the condition my brain and dick were in, I'd have done it for nothing,
but I was glad to except any and all donations.

"Really, Brandt.  We'll all chip in." Joe assured.

"Let's see it first." I drawled.

Joe bent down and went into his jeans still draped around his ankles and
pulled out a wadded up ball of crumpled bills.  He pulled out a five and
five ones, smoothing them out as best he could and waved them in front of
me, his hard dick doing the same.  I put out my hand in receipt, only to
have him pull the payoff back.

"Not until you've deep throated all of us." Joe demanded.

"Make it twenty and I'll do it." I negotiated.

"No way, dude.  Do I look like I'm made of money.  Besides, you do it for
Jerry and Sai for free.  This is just a bet, cause I don't think you can do
it." he explained.  "Ten bucks, take it or leave it."

Looking at his monster, I wasn't so sure I could either.  But in the state
I was in, I was willing to give it a go.  It had gotten to where I loved
the feel of a hard dick sliding in and out of my mouth and here were two
new ones to scrutinize.  I said I'd do it, but that they couldn't cum in
mouth.  He responded that cumming in my mouth was part of the deal because
it had to be done the same way Linda Lovelace did it, and she swallowed.
Figuring I had lost my bargaining power, I agreed to the conditions and
started to make move towards Joe's baton.

"Easy, dude, maybe you should start with the smallest and work your way up
to the majors." instructed Joe.  "We'll compare to see who's longest, since
it's a deep throat contest.  If there's a tie, then width will be the tie
breaker."

Even though it was Greg's house, Joe had taken control of orchestrating the
event.  He had everyone strip down to their underwear and gather around in
front of me.  It seemed as though every one had a raging hard on, but Joe
said I had to suck on each of them to make sure everyone was at full
attention, and then they would judge to determine the order.  Joe said
Jerry or Sai should go first, since I was used to their penises, but I
really wanted to get a close look at the two new entrants.  Not being at
all shy, Sai wasted no time pulling out his dick and stepping right up to
my face.  While I started mouthing his cock, Joe went and grabbed the lamp
by the pool table and plugged it in next to the couch I was still sitting
on.  He explained that this way they wouldn't wash out the movie screen
with the overhead lights, but that they still had to have enough light to
make the proper judgments.  I knew this was bullshit, even at thirteen, and
that they just wanted to watch me suck cock.

I was temporarily blinded when he first turned the lamp on, but continued
my administrations.  Joe said that I didn't have to deep throat right now,
just make sure he was hard.  When I pulled off to answer, he saw the size
of Sai's dick and said he guessed I had no choice but to deep throat such a
small dick.  Joe said that was enough, that it was just to get them hard,
adding "So how can you tell when it's hard, Sai?".  Sai jokingly called Joe
an asshole while pulling his small penis free from my suctioning lips and
Joe told Greg to go next.

Greg moved forward with his hard cock still camouflaged by his underwear.
He made no attempt to remove his briefs as he positioned himself right at
my face.  I figured he expected me to debrief him, as it were.  I pulled
his underwear down to his thighs and was perplexed to witness my first
uncircumcised cock.  It was a little longer and thinner than Jerry's penis
but the head wasn't visible because of the loose skin surrounding it.

"What's that?" I asked

"That's called a dick, stupid." Joe replied, laughing at my ignorance.

"No, I mean at the end.  Why can't you see the head?"

"It's a foreskin." Greg clarified.  "I'm uncircumcised."

"Okay, enough with the biology lesson." Joe interrupted.  "Let's get on
with this."

Greg's erection had diminished somewhat during this exchange, but it was
still large enough to where I could tell I was going to have more trouble
taking his entire length than I had Sai and Jerry's erect cocks.  I started
moving my mouth over his length, trying to use my tongue on the underside
of the head, just as I always had, but his cock didn't seem to get much
harder.  He then explained that you had to pull back the skin to get at the
head.  He then did this while it was still in my mouth, and as he did so I
tasted his pre-seminal fluid which had collected in his foreskin.  I
started working my mouth over his erection while running my tongue along
it's underside causing him to involuntarily throw his head back and groan.
At the same time his hands fell to my head and he thrust his hips forward
which made the end of his cock enter my throat.  This was actually the
first time a penis had made it that far, and I didn't handle it very well.
I gagged real hard and pulled my mouth off his dick (luckily he didn't have
a strong hold of my head) as tears rolled down my face.

"I don't think I can do this." I admitted.

"That's why I didn't want you to start off deep throating.  It's something
you should work up to." Joe explained.  "You just need to make sure we're
hard so that we can compare lengths right now."

"No, really, man.  I don't think I want to try to deep throat all you guys.
That kinda hurt." I complained.

"Okay, then you owe us ten bucks." Joe advised.

"What do you mean I owe you ten bucks.  That wasn't the deal."

"Sure it was.  We had a bet.  Didn't we, guys?" Joe asked

They all concurred.  What they did was vote yes to me giving them a deep
throat blowjob, which I can fully understand why they would do so, but at
the time I didn't understand how they could feel that's how it went down.
Besides, I didn't have a job, which meant I didn't have ten bucks, with no
obvious means to procure it (good thing he didn't go for twenty).

"Guys, I don't have ten bucks." I announced.

"Then you better win the bet, dude." Joe warned.  "Okay, suck on your
cousin's dick some and then mine so we can get going with this."

Jerry stepped in front of me and presented me his still hard dick as I
tried to figure out how I had gotten in this position (and no, I don't mean
on my knees).  He pushed to my lips, coating them with his seminal fluid.
Mindlessly, I took Jerry's wide cock into my mouth and worked it over as I
had most of the summer but when it hit the back of my tongue, I gagged on
it.

"Take it easy slugger, your just trying to get us all hard." Joe
re-iterated

Looking up as I went back to my oral actions, I noticed everyone was
alternating between watching me and watching the movie as they stroked
their own rock hard dicks.  After a couple of minutes, Joe told Jerry it
was his turn and to get out of the way.  As soon as I took Joe's hard cock
in my mouth, I could tell it was going to be very difficult to take it all
down my throat, as it was quit a bit longer than the rest.  He had me suck
on it for a short period as he told me what a good job I was doing.  His
penis smelled and tasted muskier than even Gary's uncut cock, but it didn't
really bother me.  He was a lot hairier than the other guys, and his pubic
hair was much more kinky.

He stopped me and told everyone to display their goods for me to judge.
This was just a formality, because I already knew the order from smallest
to largest was Sai, Jerry, Greg then Joe, and that girth was not a factor.
Joe probably just wanted to hear me say he had the biggest dick.

Joe told Sai to get into position in front of me.  Immediately I took his
entire length into my mouth and started sucking him off.  It was enjoyable
to have his small dick a part of the competition as I fluttered my tongue
all along the crown, making him moan with pleasure.  It didn't take long
for him to start fucking my mouth with delighted enthusiasm.

"He's gonna shoot off in his mouth, man." Joe observed with obvious
excitement.

Joe then started a chant of "Go, Sai, Go" which they all joined in on.
With his hand forcing my head to meet each thrust, I felt his penis
throbbing against my tongue.  He then let out a groan that could be heard
over the chant, which had changed to "Swallow his cum", I'm sure just to
remind me of what my role in all this was. His cum oozed onto the back of
my tongue in one long stream and filled my mouth, which I dutifully
swallowed.  It was larger in volume than Sai usually produced, but I'm sure
the excitement of the day's events had had a major effect on his libido (I
know it had on mine).

Sai pulled his still throbbing erection out of my mouth and received high
fives from all the spectators as I swallowed what was left of his sperm.
Joe had me open my mouth and confirmed I had indeed swallowed Sai's entire
load.  Jerry was next and he pushed his hard cock right into my mouth,
grabbing my head and fucking my face hard.  His fat cock was as hard as I
had ever felt it and I could tell this wasn't going to take long.  I knew
they would all be watching when Jerry went off in my mouth.  I was just
hoping I didn't throw up, because that would really be humiliating.  The
chant had resumed, only it had changed to "Suck that dick", as Jerry
started pounding away at my face, seemingly increasing the pace with each
stroke.

Even though I had become accustomed to it's width, it caused me to gag
somewhat, but I was able to get my gag reflex back under control as Jerry
continued his assault on my mouth, completely disregarding my choking
sounds.  His large balls were tight to his body as he smashed them against
my chin.  The group changed the chant to "Cum in his mouth" at this point,
and Jerry, not being one to disappoint his cheering fans, complied almost
instantly.  His cock swelled in my mouth to a dimension I had yet to
experience and he started ejaculating in my mouth and right into my throat,
re-engaging my gag reflex.  I was really trying to endure the onslaught,
but I had no choice but to detach from his raging cannon after the first
four shots fired into my gullet.  I couldn't breath because of the thick,
mucous and I knew I would throw up if it continued.  Just as his spasming
cock came out of my mouth, another abundant mass struck me in the forehead,
running up into my hair.  It was at this point that that the group stopped
chanting, and out came a collective gasp of amazement.  Grabbing onto his
own throbbing cock, Jerry tried to pry my lips apart using it's head and
force it back into my mouth, but I wasn't going to allow that to happen.
Shot after shot pulsed out, literally covering my entire face and neck with
his thick semen.

"Wholly shit, look at that boy cum." Joe expounded in astonishment.
"Brandt, your face looks like a glazed donut with extra glaze, dude."

"No shit, bro.  There isn't anything like that on any of my dad's movies."
Greg concurred. "That was unreal."

They were all laughing and congratulating him on his artwork while I sat
there with his sludge all over my face, not able to open one of my eyes.
While slapping him hi-fives Joe yelled "Oh man, you got some on me, you
fucker (so there is some justice)".  I asked Greg to get me a towel to wipe
my face, he left and came back with a old torn T-shirt that looked like it
hadn't been washed after being used to clean a car.

"Oh man, this is gross." I complained when presented to me.

"So's your face, dude.  I can't get that stuff on my mom's towels.  What
are you, crazy?"

Before I could take it, Joe grabbed the ripped T-shirt and wiped Jerry's
cum from his hand, then held it back out to me.  I reluctantly took it and
started to wipe the slime from my face.  It distinctly smelled of cleaning
products, and was somewhat stiff.  The sperm that had glued my eye shut was
giving me problems, so I asked to use the bathroom.

"No way, bro.  You'll get that stuff all over my towels and my mom will
kill me." Greg said.  "Besides, it's my turn."

"Hey Greg, it's all over the couch." Sai announced.

"Fuck Brandt.  That's why you've got to swallow, man." Greg chided,
somewhat annoyed. "You're going to ruin my parents furniture." he continued
as he took the T-shirt from me before I had finished with my face.

"There's no way to swallow all that cum, Greg.  I try and have never been
able to.  And this time I think he came more than ever."

"Brandt used to swallow it all the time." Jerry interjected. "When he first
started sucking me off he'd do it after we had both gone to bed and he
acted like he was asleep through the whole blowjob.  He had to swallow it,
cause he didn't ever go to the bathroom or anything.  Later he started
spitting it out, but that was after about a week or two of swallowing.
Besides, you saw him swallow Sai just now, no problem."

"Really guys, you can't swallow all of Jerry's load.  It's too thick and
there's way too much, no matter how hard you try to swallow it.  I used to
have to fall asleep with it in my throat and mouth and it would stay there
all night.  It was really uncomfortable.  Sai's cum is a lot different. "

"Well why didn't you go to the bathroom and spit it out." Joe asked.  "I'm
beginning to think you just don't want to lose the bet."

"I didn't want Jerry to know I was awake.  I thought he'd think I was a fag
or something."

"Well you are kind of a fag, aren't you.  I mean, you suck other guys dick.
Doesn't that make you a fag."  Joe continued.

"You guys are the only ones I've ever done this with.  I like girls. I told
you about Karen.  This just happened because ... well I don't know... I
guess I just wondered what a guys dick would look like once he got hair and
all."

"And taste like too, I guess." Jerry chuckled.

"I wasn't gonna suck it.  Jerry made me do that."

"Bullshit.  I woke up with him playing with my dick and his head on my
stomach.  I just thought he was scared to do it on his own, so I pushed my
dick into his mouth and he started sucking it.  I wasn't gonna pass up a
blowjob."

"Jeez, Jer.  This thing's soaked." Greg interrupted as he struggled to wipe
off the blue tweed cushion and arm.  "I'm never gonna get it all off and my
parents are gonna be pissed."

"Just tell 'em you spilled a spackle bucket of glue." Joe said.

"Fuck you Joe.  It's not funny, man. They're gonna kill me."

"Okay Greg, relax.  We'll do it on the carpet from now on." Joe said trying
to console him.  "We'll give you a pass on Jerry because he's a freak of
nature.  But from now on, if you don't swallow the rest of our cum, you
lose the bet.  Got it, Brandt?"

I replied, "Linda Lovelace didn't swallow it all.  She'd pull it out once
they started cumming and let them shoot on her face."

"Yeah but your going to ruin his carpet," Joe replied "and besides, the bet
was for you to swallow."

"I'll try, but it really is gross swallowing all that cum." I said.

"Then you shouldn't have taken the bet, bro." Joe responded.

"Okay Greg, it's your turn.  Get on your knees Brandt.  You guys hurry,
because I need a blowjob in the worst way." Joe said as he grabbed at the
bulge in his underwear.

With one eye still glued shut, I got down on my knees as Greg moved in
front of me, pulled down his underwear and presented me with his semi-hard
dick.  Even somewhat soft, it was longer than Jerry's, but not near as fat.
I took his penis into my mouth and used my tongue to flick at the skin that
hung at the end of the head.  I then pushed my tongue into the opening and
worked it in till it was massaging the underside just beneath the crown.
From his reaction, Greg seemed to love this maneuver.  He groaned out an
"Oh yeah, that's good.  Keep rubbing it like that." while slightly moving
his hips back and forth.  I could see his eyes were closed and his face
went expressionless with his mouth slack as his dick grew harder and longer
under my manipulations.  He wasn't watching me or the movie, just
concentrating on the sensations I was creating at the end of his growing
penis.

"Okay, Brandt, let's see that deep throat technique." Joe said impatiently.

I then took Greg's tool in my hand for the first time.  I could feel his
heartbeat pulse through it as I pulled the foreskin back and started to
slide it's length further into my mouth towards my throat opening.  It
struck the soft tissue at the back of my throat causing me to wretch and
pull it back out of my mouth.

"You better not throw up on my carpet, man, or your cleaning it up." Greg
admonished.

"You want me to stop." I said, knowing the answer before I had even asked.

"No, just be careful." he said in a much nicer tone.

I went back to sucking on his cock and again I gagged when he got to the
back of my throat, but I was able to continue till I had my nose buried in
his pubic hair and the head of his cock firmly planted in my throat.  I was
only able to hold this for a few seconds though and pulled back out, proud
of the feat I had accomplished.  Spit was flowing out the side of my mouth
and tears were running down both cheeks from gagging, but for $10, I
figured it was worth it. For some reason, it was also highly exciting to be
able to envelope his entire length.

"Okay, you guys saw it.  I took it all the way down my throat." I
proclaimed triumphantly.

"Well keep going. You've gotta keep going till he cums, too." Joe
explained.

"I'll make him cum.  I just wanted you all to see that I deep throated it."

"No, you've got to make us each cum while we're all the way in your throat,
just like in the movie, dude." Joe informed me.

I kind of figured that that was going to be the ground rules for me
collecting the ten dollars.  I started back in on Greg's cock, first
swirling my tongue around the head and then trying to push it back into my
throat.  I got my nose pressed against his pubic bone then slid it back
out.  I didn't gag this time, mainly because I wanted to swallow the whole
thing.  Greg took over and developed a sort of rhythm, shoving it all the
way in and out till I choked one time and felt bile rise in my throat.

"Man, you gotta let me do it, or I swear I'll puke right on you." I warned.

"Sorry man, it just felt so good, I couldn't help it.  I'll be careful.  I
promise."

I regained my composure and went back to servicing his cock, but this time
I worked my tongue over the head longer trying to get him to the point
where he would cum easily once I took him into my throat.  His cock was
leaking onto my tongue, making it real slick.  For some reason this always
succeeded in turning me on.  I felt his cock get even harder and get a
stronger pulse to it, so I figured it was now or never.  I plunged his cock
back into my throat, banging my nose against his pubes and then right back
out.  I continued this, gaining my own rhythm, till, for some unexplained
reason, I tried to mimic Ms. Lovelace and leave it in my throat, only
moving about an inch back and forth.  I was actually getting off on feeling
his cock expand in my throat.

He told me he was about to cum (as if he had to tell me), so I tried to
keep up the same motion on his cock.  I had flattened my tongue up against
the underside of erection and used it to apply added pressure.  He didn't
really even move, just letting me devour his cock at my pace.  I felt his
cock throb as I continued to swallow it's entire length, and was rewarded
with globs of his semen that were fired directly down my throat, which I
had no trouble swallowing.  I continued my motions until I felt his penis
start to shrink itself out of my throat.  When he pulled himself out I felt
myself gag one last time.  Greg moved away quickly and asked if I was okay.
I guess he thought I might throw up.  His softening cock was dripping with
my saliva as he pulled back up his underwear.

"Guess I'm next." Joe said as he stepped up and waved his already bared
cock at my wet face.  "Hey Greg, could you start another movie?"

Someone turned on the overhead lights and there I was in all my glory.  I
could feel the remnants of Jerry's load starting to dry and harden on my
face and neck, as well as completely crusting over my right eye, as I
opened my mouth to accept Joe's staff.  It wasn't fully erect as I worked
my tongue on the underside, but it inflated quickly.  I came to realize,
once I was blowing Jerry regularly, that I enjoyed feeling a soft penis
grow hard in my mouth, so this added to my excitement.

"I'll tell you what.  If you can deep throat me and lick my balls at the
same time, I'll throw in an additional $5."

This seemed to be a moot point because as I pushed his cock deeper into my
mouth and past the opening of my throat, I stuck my tongue out, hoping to
reach his balls (being jobless, I could really use the cash). It was in my
throat, but I had more than three inches left when I first started choking
on it.  It was too long to take all the way down, but I was trying as hard
as I could.  I should have deep throated it before I got it hard.  He gave
a quick lunge while it was wedged in my throat, choking me, causing me to
pull all the way off, afraid I would throw up.  It was just too much cock.

"Don't do that, man, or I swear I'll puke." I told him, while struggling to
regain my composure.

"Sorry dude.  I was just trying to help." he said as he pushed his erection
back at my face.

I was still taking slow, deep breaths, and I told him to wait a second,
that I was still a little shaky.  My eyes were watering as I perched on one
knee, trying to overcome the feeling of wanting to gag.  Patience was
obviously not one of Joe's strongest qualities, because ten seconds later
he was thrusting it back at me while saying "so how 'bout it?".  I inhaled
one last deep breath and took his waiting cock back into my mouth, not
quite as enamored with the whole deep throat experience anymore.  I worked
his erection deeper and deeper into my mouth and down my throat, all the
while trying to relax my throat muscles and breath in a steady rhythm.
This helped, but I was still short about two inches so I stuck my tongue
out to see if I could reach his balls and my gag reflex kicked back in,
making me pull back off, but not all the way out.  I worked on the knob,
moving my head back and forth in short movements, while never losing
contact with my tongue on the underside of it.  After regaining my poise, I
started my way back down the length of his rod.  Feeling it reach my
throat, I pressed forward, only to gag violently once again as it touched
the back of my throat.  I pulled his hard dick out of my mouth, somewhat
defeated.

"I don't think I'm going to be able to deep throat yours, Joe." I finally
admitted once my air passage was clear.

"Aw come on, Brandt.  You mean everyone else is going to feel what it's
like to be all the way in your throat but me?" Joe whined.

"Why don't you try doing it upside down.  You said it's a lot easier that
way." Jerry chimed in.

"Cool.  Get up on the pool table with your head hanging off and try it that
way." Joe added.

"Yeah, but that means your the one pushing it into my throat, and that's
going to choke me for sure."

"Just try it, or else your going to have to pay up.  I'll tell you what,
I'll let you control it by pulling me to you." Joe negotiated.

I said I'd try it, but I was still unsure about this setup.  Before I
climbed onto the pool table, Greg said I had to take my shoes off.  I did
so and sat on the table.  Greg also warned me not to get any of Joe's semen
on the felt.  I said I'd keep my head off the table as I lied on my back
with my neck on one of the bumpers.  The pool table was uncomfortable on my
back and neck and I asked for a pillow.  Greg squawked about ruining one of
the pillows till I started to say I didn't want to do it then and Joe
stepped in to my defense (I wonder why).  Greg gave in and got me a pillow
off his bed.

I situated myself on the pool table with the pillow and waited for my
throat to be invaded by Joe's hard dick.  I could see it had softened
somewhat as he moved it in front of my face.  I lifted it to my mouth with
one hand, and placing the other hand on his bare hip, I pulled him forward,
feeding it's length into my mouth and straight down my throat.  It was
still just as long, but because it was now more pliable, it seemed to take
on the shape of my throat.  It stopped at one point, and I continued to
pull it in and could actually feel the head go past a ridge and the rest of
the way into my throat.  I felt his low hanging balls come to rest on my
forehead and my bottom lip finally come in contact with his pubic hair as I
enveloped his cock's entire mass with my throat.  I left it in my throat
for a few seconds, not moving at all, just trying to grow more accustom to
having an object that deep.  I then grabbed his hips with both hands and
could feel his cock stiffen as I slowly pulled it back out till my lips
were wrapped around the sensitive head.  I could taste his muskiness and
his pre-seminal fluid leaking onto the roof of my mouth.  With both hands
now on his hips, brought him back into my throat and, even though his cock
had regained it's rigidity, the angle allowed me to accommodate his entire
cock.  My hands then moved to his bare ass cheeks as I pushed his cock back
into my throat, and I could feel it pass an opening that it would have to
push past.  None of the other cocks made it to this point in my throat, so
this was another milestone in my oral escapades.

Slowly I started pulling his torso back and forth, moving his cock in and
out of my throat.  I could feel his cock pass the ridge on each re-entry
into my throat and you could tell by Joe's reaction that this was starting
to feel really good.  I kept doing this, increasing the pace, as his cock
started to throb in my throat.  His balls drew up till they were resting on
the bridge of my nose whenever he was fully impaled.

He started to make all sorts of incoherent noises and, looking up past his
balls, I could see his face contorting and knew he was about to blow his
load.  I felt his cock spasm and shoot sperm directly down my throat.  I
wasn't having a problem handling it when he grabbed my head and pushed his
hips forward while letting out a loud groan.  It wouldn't have been a
problem, but this changed the trajectory of his penis into my throat and
again I choked.  I tried to pull off but his groin was pinned to my face by
him holding my head firmly against the table.  I was really struggling with
him and I could hear everyone talking in the background, but I didn't
understand what was being said.  I just wanted to get his cock out of my
mouth so if I did throw up, I wouldn't have it come out my nose like it the
first two times with Jerry.  Joe was nonchalant about my asphyxiation.  He
was getting off and life was complete at that moment.  He finally relaxed
his grip and I rolled onto my side and turned my head to the side which
jerked him out of my throat and threw up some of his semen mixed with bile
right onto the tile floor that was under the pool table.  No one seemed to
care, especially not Joe.  He was in bliss and had taken his cock in hand
and I could feel him rubbing it on my hair and the back of my neck.  I
finally came back into reality and the voices faded back in.

"God, he threw up.  Man that was wild, dude.  How'd that feel." came from
the crowd.  Greg didn't seem to care I had just hurled on his floor.  Most
of it was Joe's sperm and my spit, but I could taste the acidic burn in my
throat and mouth.  I was enjoying it up to were he started trying to
strangle me from the inside.  I slowly gathered my wits and slinked off the
table, humiliated yet thoroughly excited.  I still hadn't cum and my
erection was pointing straight up to the waistband of my jeans.  I excused
myself to the bathroom and sitting on the toilet, jerked off to a mind
blowing orgasm that had so much pressure, my semen hit me in the chin.  I
then cleaned up and went back down stairs.  Everyone was seated and
watching the new movie that was playing as I made my way back to the couch
and sat down.

I looked over at the end table where the money had been and asked where my
ten dollars was.  They all started laughing and asking what ten dollars, as
if they had just developed temporary amnesia.  I told them to stop clowning
around and that I had earned that money.

"No way bro.  You didn't really swallow. See." he said, pointing to the wet
spot on the tile next to the pool table where I had spit up.  "Tell you
what Brandt, you blow us all again and you won't have to pay us the ten
bucks."

So not only was I not getting the ten dollars for blowing each of them, I
would have to suck them off again to keep from owing them $10.  It wasn't
that I minded blowing them again, it was that I wasn't walking out of there
with ten bucks in my pocket, which I could sorely use.

Since Sai was already on the couch and had fully recovered from the first
round of fellatio, I sat down next to him and sucked on his cock while we
all watched the movie.  After sucking on his dick for awhile, Jerry came
over and stood up in front of me saying it was his turn.  After I had sat
up and taken him into my mouth, he told Sai to move to the love seat so he
could sit down.  Sai moved, adding that he wasn't done yet and that he'd be
back.  Then they all played musical chairs (and dicks), with me keeping all
of their erections upright till the end of the movie.  At that point no one
had cum a second time, but they were all leaking profusely.

This continued through the next movie during which time we worked out a hot
and cold treatment that the guys loved. It started when I took a drink of
beer right before taking Sai's dick in my mouth.  I would take a drink of
beer (and later just hold an ice cube in my mouth) and then suck them a
while, then hold hot water in my mouth, followed by their cocks.  I would
keep repeating this throughout the blow job, till they didn't want me to
stop my manipulation to prepare my mouth's temperature.

I ended up blowing both Joe and Jerry to orgasm three times that day, with
Jerry pulling out each time and cumming on my face for the spectators
viewing pleasure, just like in the movies (and he did not disappoint,
literally covering my face with his massive loads).  I didn't mind the
facials, in fact found it obscenely exciting.  The X-rated movies may have
been running all day, but I was definitely the main attraction.  My jaw and
mouth were sore from the extended use, as the last six blowjobs took much
longer than the initial three, but believe it or not, I really enjoyed
sucking all that cock.  And since money was no longer an objective, I spit
out their cum (any that wasn't shot down my throat) without any
repercussions.  Gary let me use his shower when we were through and I
masturbated using soap to my second orgasm, and god did that feel
wonderful.  Gary gave me an old, oversized T-shirt to wear home because
mine was saturated with everyone's semen.  Believe it or not, I masturbated
twice more when I got home, the last time only a dribble coming out of my
overused penis.

We were all invited back the next day for more movies and blowjobs (with me
supplying the latter).  Joe wasn't able to be there till he got off work,
which would be after five.  His place was taken by a guy named Phil, who
was a friend of everyone's except me, and another guy named Albert, who had
to weigh at least 350 pounds.  I had heard of Phil through Jerry, but this
was the first time meeting him and I was introduced as "...Jerry's cousin,
the one who sucks dick..." which embarrassed the shit out of me.  They
probably wouldn't have invited additional people over if it was a girl's
mouth they were using, and they certainly wouldn't have introduced her like
that, but it didn't bother me enough to where I wanted to leave.

Being as there was little to no pretense as to why we were all there, no
sooner had we gone downstairs and the movie started before I was on my
knees in front of Phil, slurping on his erection.  He said to Jerry that I
was a better cocksucker than a girl named Pam who was known by all for her
prowess, as well as her willingness, to suck dick.  His cock was about the
same length as Greg's, only fatter, making it a real challenge to take
entirely into my mouth and throat, but I tried, attempting to live up to
the hype.

"God this feels great." Phil said, letting his head fall back as my wet
lips slid up and down his cock, meeting each thrust of his hips.  In Phil's
haste to get inside my mouth, he only unzipped his pants and had his hard
cock sticking out the fly.  Every once in a while I would take enough of
him to where my lips would get pinched by the teeth of his zipper.

After a short period of time Sai told Phil he needed to let someone else at
my mouth, to which Phil turned to Greg and stated, "Last night you said
he'd let me cum in his mouth?"

"Oh, don't worry.  Brandt will let you cum in his mouth as many times as
you want." Sai responded.  "You just gotta let him suck on us some too."

"As many times as I want.  Well I'm gonna feed him about ten loads 'cause
I'm a horny son of a bitch." Phil warned.

"He's gonna get about six months worth of cum out me." Albert confided. "I
haven't had sex in a long time."


Having sucked on Phil for a couple of minutes I moved in front of Albert,
who had removed his jean shorts and was sitting on the couch in his
underwear and a T-shirt that was way to tight for him.  He pulled his
already rock hard dick out of the fly in his briefs and presented it to me
for me to gratify.  It looked so small in his obese hand.  The fact is, it
was the only thing on Albert's body that wasn't bloated.

"You guys need to pull your pants all the way down so he can suck on your
balls" Jerry informed the newcomers.

With somewhat of a struggle, Albert lifted his hips off of the couch and
pulled his underwear down, leaving them wrapped around his ankles.  There
was so much of his belly hanging over that you couldn't even see his pubic
hair.  I took his penis all the way into my mouth on the first stroke till
my nose was against his belly.  I tried to bring my hand between his legs
so that I could get at his balls, but his thighs were too tight together.
I started plunging my mouth up and down while stimulating the underside of
his cock with my tongue.  After only a couple of minutes he started making
a high pitched squeal as he grabbed the back of my head with both hands and
filled my mouth with his semen.  It must have been a while since his last
orgasm, because his load, while not the volume of Jerry's, was more than
anyone else I'd blown.  I swallowed his ejaculate as he let up the pressure
on the back of my head and started bobbing my head up and down only to have
him shriek in agony, telling me it was too sensitive to touch right now.  I
pulled my mouth off his shrinking penis as it retreated into the folds of
his stomach.

"Don't worry.  It will be okay in a little while." Albert assured.  Lucky
me.

"Wanna wash that down?" Sai asked as he handed me a cold beer.

Thanking him, I took the beer and chugged as large a mouthful as I could, a
portion of which ended up on my shirt.  It was funny, but it was easier for
me to swallow a guy's sperm than to swallow beer.  I guess because I had
probably swallowed more sperm up to that point, not to mention I was
initiated on Jerry's fire hose, so that everything else seemed like kid's
play.  I took another couple of drinks as I sat on the edge of one of the
recliners and started watching the movie.  A girl was being taken anally by
one guy while another guy was having her suck on his dick.  I was very
thankful no one had wanted to fuck me in the ass or, if they did, they
didn't bring it up.  That didn't interest me in the least.

"Hey Brandt, don't get too comfortable.  I believe you've got some
unfinished business here." Jerry taunted as he dropped his gym shorts and
underwear in one motion and started waving his semi-hard cock at me.

I got up from where I was sitting, walked over in front of Jerry, dropped
to my knees and started sucking his cock while fondling his large balls.  I
was actually holding onto his balls and using them to pull his cock in and
out of my mouth.

"You've gotta see Jerry shoot a load, dude." Sai said, speaking to
Phil. "It's one of the most amazing things you'll ever see.  He should be
in pornos.  Jerry make sure you pull out so they can see you blow your load
in his face.  It's fucking unreal."

"I will, but I'm no where near ready yet.  I thought I'd let everyone at
least get there dicks wet before I hose him down."

Just then Gary came back down stairs and upon hearing their conversation
told everyone that no cum was to get on any of the furniture or carpet,
singling out Jerry as the main offender.  He left to get an old sheet to
use as a tarp.  When he returned he left the sheet doubled as he laid it
out on the carpeted floor in front of the couch.

I sucked on Jerry's dick for a while, then Sai exchanged places with him
and fed me his small penis, then I did the same for Greg.  The first movie
ended and Greg withdrew from my mouth and went to load another film as
Albert moved in front of me, saying he was next.  Phil told Albert that
since Albert had already cum ,he'd have to get to the end of the line.
Everyone agreed that they should all get to cum before Albert, causing
Albert to retreat back to the couch.  It was comical seeing Albert in only
the tight fitting T-shirt and socks, with his erection just barely poking
out of the layers of fat that jiggled as he walked away.

Phil was seated on the couch and Jerry said Phil should get to cum next.  I
got off my knees and walked to the couch were Phil was and dropped between
his thighs.  As I was blowing Phil, Jerry came over and sat on the arm of
the couch, stroking his own hard on as he watched me chow down on dick.  He
told me to suck on Phil's balls for him.  Phil spread his knees as wide as
they would go and moved his ass closer to the edge of the couch.  As I
started mouthing his balls Jerry told me to use my hand on Phil's cock at
the same time.  With Joe not arriving yet, Jerry was definitely running the
show, just as he did at home.  When I moved back up to suck dick again,
Jerry told me to jerk his own cock while I continued to blow Phil.  It was
hard to do both at the same time so both of them used their hands, Phil on
the back of my head and Jerry on his hand, to make sure I kept the proper
rhythm and depth.  I guess Phil figured what the fuck and started jamming
his cock all the way down my throat, using his hand on the back of my head
for propulsion.  "Oh yeah, don't stop.  That's it...oh God...I'm
cumming...aahhhhh..."

This gained the attention of everyone in the room, who started gathering
around the couch where I was still fondling Jerry's erection while sucking
on Phil.  The two hands on the back of my head were keeping me from pulling
his cock out of my throat entrance as he humped my face.  I gagged as his
pulsating cock struck the soft tissue in the back of my throat, but was
able to keep the rhythm and depth Phil had established.  I could feel the
head of his cock in my throat expand as thick ropes of sperm fired down my
throat.  I pulled his cock partially out of my throat as he continued to
cum in my mouth, only to have him slam my face back down to his groin, and
then, gripping my ears, move my head up and down on his cock till his
orgasm had subsided.  Some of his sperm had leaked out of the corners of my
mouth and had collected in his pubic hair and on his balls.

"You missed some." Jerry instructed, pointing at the mess that had
developed below my suctioning lips.  "You don't want Phil to think you
don't clean up after yourself, do you?"

I obediently removed Phil's shrinking cock out of my mouth and slurped the
semen out of his pubic hair and used my tongue to mop up his balls and
inner thighs.  You could tell Phil enjoyed this treatment, especially my
tongue on his balls, as he moaned his approval, keeping his legs spread
wide.  Another dollop of sperm had formed on the tip of his penis, which I
took back in my mouth and sucked dry.  Once his groin area was tidied up, I
stood up and took another long drink from my beer.

"You are a great cocksucker, Brandt.  Who taught you how to do that?" Phil
inquired.

"No one, really.  But Jerry sort of told me what to do.  You know, what he
likes." I answered.

"Well he trained you well.  Wipe right here." Phil said as he motioned to
his chin area.  "You've got some jizz there you missed."

"That's nothing compared to what's about to end up on his face." Sai joked.
Sai had a real fixation on sperm and it being on my face and me having to
swallow it.  I brought the back of my hand up and removed the wetness that
clung to my face, not that concerned with any residue and wiped it on my
shirt.  I went and sat on the couch with my beer and started watching the
movie with a painful erection threatening the zipper of my cutoffs.  Sai
came up and I started blowing him, but he had me stop, saying he wanted to
wait till after Jerry went.

"You go next, Jer.  So we can watch.  You know, kinda the main event." Sai
said as he withdrew his cock from my mouth.

He always would wait till after Jerry, obviously enjoying the show Jerry
would provide.  It never seemed to bother him that he would end up getting
some of Jerry's man juice on him in the process.  One time I saw him bring
his hand to his mouth while I was sucking him off and I figured he was
tasting Jerry's sperm, although I can't say for certain.

Jerry started tapping the top of my head with his hard on while standing
behind the couch.  I just let him and continued to watch the movie and
drink the last of my beer.  When I sat the empty can down Jerry turned my
face sideways and pushed his cock in my willing mouth, bulging out my cheek
with each thrust.  After doing this for a short time, he climbed over the
back of the couch, and after pushing me down, with me draping my legs over
one of the arms, laid on top of me with his entire cock in my mouth and his
pubic area flattening my nose and started to fuck my mouth with short
strokes.

"Man, that couldn't be very comfortable.  How does he breath?" Phil asked.

"He's okay.  Jerry does this shit to him all the time." Sai responded. "One
time Jerry was sittin' on his chest jerkin' off and he pushed his dick up
to one of his nostrils and shot cum right up his nose.  Brandt tried to get
away, but his head was trapped by Jerry's thighs.  He was coughing it up
and choking on it.  I'm sure it hurt, but not enough to really bother
Brandt.  He sucked me off afterwards.  He's okay with it, I guess."

Listening to him, I realized he was kind of right.  I did get off on being
used.  Jerry went too far most of the time, him shooting cum up my nose
being a prime example, but it didn't make me stop sucking him or his
friends off.  Jerry continued fucking my face with reckless abandon while
Sai talked about how much "jizz" he had seen me swallow or wear, as well as
a host of other things they would do to me during our oral exercises.

"Move back over to the sheet, Brandt, and get on your knees." Jerry
directed me.  After I complied, he continued, "Now open your mouth real
wide. Stick out your tongue.  Further.  Yeah, that's it.  You want my cum,
don't you?"

He moved in front of me, stroking his cock, with a long strand of
pre-seminal fluid dripping down almost reaching the floor.  He leaned
forward, still jerking himself off and rubbed the slick head on my forehead
and down my nose till it was level with my gapping mouth.

When I didn't respond to his first inquiry he repeated "You want my cum,
don't you.  Tell everybody you want my cum."

"Uh-huh." I replied as best I could with my tongue hanging out of my mouth.

"No, say I want you to cum in my mouth and all over my face, Jerry." He
commanded.

Pulling my tongue back in, I sheepishly echoed, "I want you to cum in my
mouth and all over my face, Jerry."

"Good boy.  Now stick your tongue back out.  Further."

As I did so I could taste the salt from his thumb as he placed it directly
on my tongue while hooking his fingers under my chin, holding my mouth open
as he pumped his cock inches from my face.  Every once in a while he would
lean forward and push his cock into my mouth while still holding my mouth
open with his hand, and then remove it and continue to flog it while
rubbing it on my outstretched tongue with it directed at my open mouth.  I
knew what he was doing.  He was going to give me a cum facial, which was
what everyone wanted to see, but I could tell he also wanted to try and
choke me with his cum and didn't want me to be able to close my mouth once
the onslaught began.

"Here it comes."  Jerry exclaimed, continuing to beat off at my open mouth,
the head of his cock leaking onto my outstretched tongue.

"Watch this." Sai said to Phil. "Jerry's a fucking cum machine."

Everyone was watching, with Sai, Greg and Albert all stroking their own
cocks as Jerry's cock started to fire torrents of cum straight into my
mouth, causing me to gag, his thumb keeping me from closing my mouth.  I
heard an audible gasp from the onlookers as the plastering moved up to my
face, drenching my face in Jerry's fluids.  Unable to contain himself,
Albert made a loud grunt and quickly waddled next to Jerry, only to dump
his second load onto my right cheek and nose, which slid down into my still
propped open mouth.  Jerry's orgasm raged on, not only covering my visage,
but splashing off my face and onto Albert's cock and fat belly.  Albert was
to preoccupied with his own orgasm to mind.  In fact, he was now rubbing
his twitching cock on my slimy face, completely oblivious to the fact (or
not caring) that he was getting Jerry's sperm all over his spent dick.

"Suck on my dick quick." Albert commanded as he pushed it into my mouth
which was still being held open by Jerry's left hand.

He touched Jerry's thumb with his small erection while doing so, eliciting
a "Fuck Albert, watch it, dude.  I don't want to touch your dick." from
Jerry as he withdrew his thumb from my overflowing mouth.

Albert continued to move his dribbling cock around in my mouth as Jerry
stood next to him with sperm dripping from his left hand.  Once Albert was
done, Jerry brought his cock to my mouth for me to clean and then did the
same with his hand, which I dutifully licked clean.

Sai was the next to push his cock in front of me.  He had me suck on his
balls first for a while as he stroked his rock hard erection, being careful
not to reach the point of no return.  It only took a couple of minutes for
him to reach orgasm once I took his cock in my mouth and started moving my
lips and tongue over it.  His cum oozed onto the back of my tongue, filling
my mouth as I sucked.  I swallowed his load continuing to suck on his small
prick till he had to yank it out of my mouth.  Even when Sai's cock would
shrink, it would remain hard on the inside.  I was noticing many
differences in all the cocks I was coming in contact with over last couple
of days.  The taste and smell were also unique to each penis, although I'm
sure soap and frequency of bathing had a large impact on this.

The next in line was Greg and I sucked him off rather quickly, as well,
while he sat on the couch watching the movie.  He was using his hands on
the back of my head to keep rhythm, his cock occasionally striking the back
of my throat, but not enough to choke me.  He was much more considerate
than anyone else in the room.  When he started to cum I pulled his cock out
till only the head remained in my mouth and used my tongue on the
underside, sort of slipping it into the foreskin as he filled my mouth with
semen.  Someone behind me pushed my head all the way down his ejaculating
cock with both hands and held it there, using their weight to keep me from
escaping.  This caused me to gag violently as Greg's long cock wedged into
my throat and fired semen into my windpipe.  Coughing made his cum come out
my nose, causing everyone watching to start laughing at my misfortune.

"Suck that hog.  You better swallow all that cum, too." I heard Jerry's
voice from behind (I should have known it was him trying to suffocate me).

Jerry held my head down, pressing my lips to Greg's groin, till Greg had
stopped writhing and moaning.  When he let up the pressure on the back of
my head I immediately uncoupled with Greg's cock and swung my hand back,
hitting Jerry on the thigh with a glancing blow.  Jerry punched me back,
virtually paralyzing my left shoulder with his knuckles.

"You better not hit me again, Brandt, or I swear I'll kill you." Jerry
shouted at me as I grabbed my arm where he punched me, feeling a welt
starting to rise.  "Now finish cleaning Greg up and quit fucking around."

I could feel tears starting to well up in my eyes, more from anger than
pain, so I dropped my head and licked the sperm off Greg's stomach and
pubic area that had escaped through my nose, to hide my vulnerable
condition.  I was able to regain my composure before I cried in front of
everyone and lost whatever shred of dignity I still had left.  Once his lap
was cum-free I took his softening penis back in my mouth and suctioned any
remaining fluid out of the end of it, making him shudder involuntarily.
The six loads of semen I had swallowed so far coupled with the fact that I
hadn't eaten all day was starting to make me somewhat nauseous.

Everyone was starting to ask Greg if he had anything to eat, being as we
had been going at it for almost three hours.  He said that there wasn't
much and suggested we order a couple of pizzas.  We all agreed, deciding on
one pepperoni and one sausage (even though I had already had plenty of
both), and Greg went and called in the order.  Albert asked Jerry if I'd
suck his dick next. He argued that even though he had cum twice, I hadn't
sucked his dick as long as everyone else's.  Jerry said he couldn't help if
Albert was quick on the trigger, trying to give him a hard time.  Jerry
said he was kidding and didn't mind.  Everyone else was okay with it,
including myself, figuring since he had already climaxed twice, I would be
able to eat something before I had to swallow more sperm.

Albert was still naked from the waist down, with the exception of his tube
socks, as he laid down on the couch with his legs splayed open, displaying
a surprisingly large set of balls, not the size of Jerry's but large none
the less, especially when you consider how small his dick was.  I lowered
myself onto the couch between his legs, resting my arms on his fleshy upper
thighs and started sucking his small penis.  I was using both hands to
spread the folds of fat surrounding his cock, making it possible for my
mouth to get at it.  Greg came back with the total owed for the pizza,
saying we each owed four bucks for the pizza and two bottles of soda.  I
removed Albert's cock from my mouth and timidly announced that I didn't
have any money.

"You don't get any pizza then." Jerry said. "Besides, your probably pretty
full as it is."

"You're such a cruel motherfucker, Jerry.  The guy's giving us all bj's.
The least we can do is cover his pizza for him" Greg said, coming to my
rescue.

"Yeah, I'll cover his pizza for him.  With jizz." Jerry said laughing.

"Don't worry, Brandt.  You keep sucking dick, we'll take care of the
pizza." Greg assured.

I went back to servicing Albert, who was obviously enjoying my talents.  He
was very verbal with his praise and instructions, even commenting on how
soft my tongue was on his balls.  He especially took pleasure in my
scratching his balls and shaft lightly with my finger nails while sucking
on just the head of his penis.  I worked on his crotch area at my own
leisure, licking, stroking and sucking his cock for a good 20 minutes.
There was no urgency, just filling time before the pizza came.  The movie
stopped and someone turned on the tv.  Bob Barker flooded the room as I
alternated between sucking his cock and licking his balls.

The door bell rang and Greg said it must be the pizzas, grabbing the money
off the coffee table before bounding up the stairs.  Jerry ran after him as
I continued my assault on Albert's equipment.  I had both his balls in my
mouth when I heard Jerry and Greg coming back down the stairs with the
smell of pizza wafting through the air.  Everyone started gravitating to
the pizza except me and Albert.  I became aware of other people moving up
beside me watching my handiwork on Albert's small penis.  I looked up and
was surprised to see a black man in a Mr. Getti's uniform standing with
Jerry and looking at me while stroking the bulge in his pants.

"Whoa, you guys weren't kidding where you.  Well you gonna have to make
this fast, cause I gotta get back to work." The pizza guy said as he hauled
out his soft cock through his fly.

"I figured the least you could do is take care of the tip.  You can start
with the tip of his dick." Jerry chuckled.

Albert said we'd start where we left off after he finished eating and
pushed me away from his groin, using my head to help him stand up.  I got
up and started asking what was going on.  Jerry moved behind me, placing
his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees in front of the pizza
guy.  I was looking for Greg, hoping he would intervene before I had to go
through with this, but he was nowhere to be found.  He had ran upstairs for
paper plates and cups with ice.  The pizza guy unzipped his double knit
pants and hauled out an impressive piece of meat, placing the head of his
cock against my lips.  The smell of restaurant grease and stale sweat
permeated my nostrils as I accepted his spongy cock in my mouth.  It wasn't
very hard but it was long and pretty thick and very dark, almost purple.
In fact it was longer than Joe's cock so I wasn't even going to attempt to
deep throat it.  It was also uncircumcised like Greg's, but had a much more
muskier taste and smell.  When I brought my hand up and pulled back the
foreskin, a rank taste was released into my mouth.  As I slurped away at
his cock, I felt Jerry's hand come to the back of my head and start urging
me to take more and more of the stranger into my mouth while he told me to
show our guest what I could do.  I kind of shook my head, trying to relay
to Jerry that I didn't want to go any deeper.  He ignored my silent plea
and pushed the back of my head till the pizza man's cock was in my throat.
Luckily, because of it's flacidity, it kind of took the shape of my throat,
making it easier to accept.  Jerry told the man I was servicing that he was
going to go eat, and to "feel free to use his throat all you want".  What a
great humanitarian, huh?

The pizza man grabbed onto my head, twisting his fingers in my long hair
and started bobbing my head on his dick.  He was pulling my head in long
strokes to where my lips would wrap around the head of his dick then plunge
down to where his cock was partially in my throat.  As this went on, some
of the guys had brought their pizza over so that they could watch me suck
off the pizza guy while they ate.  He started to make noises like he was
going to cum as he increased the speed of my head's movement.

"Suck my big dick, you little cocksucker." He said.  "You don't need pizza.
I'm gonna fill you up with my cum.  You know you want to eat my big, black
cock, bitch."

I had never heard anyone talk like that and it was kind of shocking.  This
guy was calling me a "cocksucker" and a "bitch" and although the
cocksucking part was true, it was degrading.  He was much older than all of
us, as well as obviously much more jaded.  Even though his cock never
became fully hard, I could tell he was about to cum in my mouth by the way
it was throbbing against my tongue.

"Oh yeah, I'm cumming." He said.

And he did just that, filling my mouth and throat with a large load of his
semen.  When he was done with his orgasm, he pulled his large floppy cock
out of my mouth and started slapping it against my face as I swallowed what
he had deposited in my mouth.  I let out a loud burp and could taste
everyone's sperm mixed together and was feeling pretty queasy.

"See what happens when you eat Mr. Gatti's.  Next time ya'll need a pizza,
you ask for Baron.  I'll make sure your taken care of.  " pizza man said to
the group.  Then he turned to me, still rubbing his large, soft cock on my
face, and said, "That was kick ass, bro.  You suck dick like you were born
to it."

Whatever that meant, I took it as a compliment.  I got off my knees as he
stuffed his equipment back in his pants.  I made my way over to where the
pizza was, only to find there was only one piece of pepperoni left in the
first box and the second was empty except for a couple of stray crusts left
behind.  I was only sucking pizza man's dick for about 15 minutes, but that
turned out to be enough time for the locusts to swarm and almost wipe out
the entire food supply.  When I complained about only getting one piece,
Jerry sarcastically asked me how much I had contributed to the pizza, to
which I replied that I had tipped the guy a blowjob, and how much is that
worth.

"Shit, the way you like to suck dick, I might start charging you for the
privilege." Jerry replied.

I was eating my solitary slice of pizza when Albert came up to me and,
pointing his cock at my face, said he was ready to resume our game of
tonsil hockey.  I looked at him incredulously and said I had to finish my
pizza, if he didn't mind.  He said okay, if I hurried, and I think he was
serious.  When my pizza was finished I went and sat on the couch and
started watching The Price is Right with everyone else.  Albert came and
sat next to me and told me to get back to blowing him.  Phil told him he
had had enough time with me and said it was his turn.  Albert got up and
Phil took his place.

Phil had his underwear around his ankles in no time flat, clearing my path
to his crotch.  I was sucking Phil's cock for a while when Jerry came over
and sat on the couch next to us, just as he had done the first time I had
blown Phil.  Phil had moved one of his hands up to his chest and was absent
mindedly tweaking one of nipples, prompting Jerry to tell me to suck on
them for him.  Despite feeling uncomfortable about doing so (for some
reason it felt even more faggy than blowing them), I moved my head up his
torso and enclosed one of his nipples with my lips, teasing it and the
sparse hair surrounding it with the tip of my tongue.  As I was doing so, I
could feel Phil beating off as his hand bumped against my upper belly. I
moved my hand down to his crotch, grasping the shaft and pumping it up and
down.  I would have liked for him to cum right then and there, seeing as my
stomach still hadn't settled, but after repeating the same treatment on the
other nipple, Phil pushed my head back down so that I could continue to
blow him.  Luckily, when Phil came, he copied Jerry and came all over my
face, adding it to the dried cum Jerry had left some time ago, before
putting it back in my mouth for me to clean for him.  This thrilled me,
seeing as it was one less load I'd have to swallow.  I didn't mind the cum
on my face, in fact, I had grown somewhat accustom to my face being
littered with everyone's semen.  So much so that I wasn't worried about
cleaning it off between each basting.

I was blowing Greg, working on extracting cum from everyone for the second
time, with the exception of Al who was working towards his third orgasm,
when I heard someone come in the house and down the stairs.  I was on the
sheet laying on my back with Greg hovering over my chest, sawing his hard
cock in and out of my mouth.  Greg's body was blocking my view, but I
recognized Joe's voice and realized someone was with him.

"Hey Joe." I heard Jerry say.

"Hey Jerry.  Looks like things are going good." Joe replied with a snicker.
"You remember Todd.  I had to bring him with me because I'm kind of
watching him till my parents get home."


"Hey Todd." Jerry said.  "You guys better get in there.  We're all on
seconds.  Well, everyone but Albert.  He can't seem to keep a load down."

"So Phil and Albert saw you splatter him, then." Joe asked.

"Yeah.  In fact, that's what set Albert off the second time.  He almost
came on me trying to cum on Brandt's face." Jerry said, keeping Joe abreast
of the day's events.  "In fact, I'm getting ready to go again."

"Cool.  Todd you gotta see what Jerry does to the guy's face.  He shoots
about a pint of jizz into his mouth and all over his face, up his nose, in
his eyes.  Everywhere.  It's one of the grossest things you'll ever see."
Joe informed his brother.

They were discussing it as they all gathered around watching Greg lower
himself in and out of my mouth.  Joe's brother walked to the side to where
I could see him and the kid looked like he might have been younger than me,
or there about, anyway.

"Show my brother how much of your dick he can take, Greg." Joe instructed.

Joe took up right were he had left off yesterday, keeping the festivities
moving at a pace he enjoyed.  I could feel the hair on Greg's balls lightly
tickling my chin as he continued to slowly descend his cock into my throat.
Joe walked behind Greg and, putting his foot on Greg's bare ass, forced the
rest of Greg's sizable erection down my throat and held it there.  This
invasion caused me to choke, puffing out my cheeks as I gagged around
Greg's cock.  I could hear Todd gasp in amazement and ask when it would be
his turn.  Like he was going to get a turn.  I wasn't going to suck the
dick of a little kid.  They couldn't expect me to blow Todd as well.  My
heart sank in humiliation when I heard Joe telling his brother to let Jerry
go next, but that Todd could go after him.  Their conversation lost my
attention as Greg started to move his cock in and out of my throat, mashing
his balls against my chin.  My throat would convulse every once in a while,
but I was able to quiet my gag reflex for the most part.  At least until he
started cumming.  His cock expanded in my esophogus, making me wretch just
as his semen started coating the walls of my throat, the head of his cock
securely wedged in my throat.  I wasn't accustomed to having a cock in my
throat while trying to swallow sperm, and it was making it difficult not to
choke.  Greg finished cumming in my mouth and got up to get him a beer.  I
had developed a thirst that everyone's sperm wasn't quenching and asked
Greg to get me a beer while he was going

Jerry came up to me while I was still sitting on the floor before Greg got
back with my beer, and said it was time to do him.  A hush fell over the
room and I could hear someone telling Todd to come and watch Jerry blow a
load on me.  Everyone started to congregate in a circle as I sucked Jerry's
dick.  When he was ready to cum, he pulled out of my mouth and told me to
open my mouth wide as he used his hand to continue the friction on his hard
cock.  He had me stick my tongue out as far as I could, placing his thumb
on my outstretched tongue again, holding my mouth open, just as he had done
earlier(he must have liked the results).  A chant of Jerry started to echo
through the basement as he violently stroked his hard cock at my open
mouth.

The head of his cock was resting on my tongue as I felt it throb, signaling
the impending assault.  Knowing what was about to happen, I closed my
throat, trying not to choke on cum again as he moved his cock about two
inches from my open mouth.  I was looking right at the head of his dick and
saw it expand, sending thick ropes of sperm into my mouth.  I closed my
eyes, knowing he would be dousing my face for the amusement of all the
spectators.  By tilting my head forward I was able to let whatever wasn't
shot down my throat to dribble out of my mouth and on to his hand.  It must
have bothered Jerry that I was accepting the onslaught so well because
after about three shots went in my mouth, he moved forward, pressing his
cock against one of my nostrils and shot cum right up my nose.  A large
glob of sperm filled my sinus passage, causing me to cough and recoil in
pain.  Jerry followed my retreating visage, letting go of my mouth and
grabbing me by my hair.  He actually pushed me onto my back on the floor
and sat on my chest as he continued to cover my face in sperm.  Jerry
placed his still ejaculating cock at my other nostril and, with my head
trapped between his thighs, I was unable to move my head.  As I felt his
sperm shooting up my nose, I could hear everyone in the background
continuing to cheer each blast, all of them seeming to delight in my agony.
Jerry's orgasm started to subside and he started moving his cock all over
my face, then started slapping my face hard with his spent cock.  I stayed
on the floor after he had finished with me, while he was congratulated with
high fives from everyone .  I was trying to blow the cum out of my nose,
but found it easier to suck it in and swallow it.  I'm sure the way Jerry
treated me made everyone think I was there to abuse.

Todd came up to where I was now kneeling, my face still drenched in Jerry's
fluids, and unceremoniously unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants and
presented me with a stiff little erection that had a fine smattering of
hair surrounding it.  I heard people making fun of him immature groin and
knew this was not the crowd to expose my own genitalia to.  I was having a
hard time believing that now I was expected to blow someone that was as
young as Todd.  When it was the older guys I felt like I had to because
they were older and they were somewhat dominant over me.  This kid probably
couldn't even produce sperm yet, and they wanted me to suck him off like
everyone else. In my opinion, he was too young for these activities.  In
retrospect, it was just as inappropriate for me to be blowing everyone at
thirteen years of age, but for some reason, it seemed okay.  Maybe it had
something to do with me having become a seasoned veteran.

Feeling as though I had no choice, I relented and took his virtually
hairless dick into my mouth and aggressively started sucking at the head of
his dick.  If he wanted a blowjob, I was going to suck the balls of his
feet right through the end of his dick.  He lasted for maybe sixty seconds
and shot off in my mouth, becoming super sensitive as I kept sucking with a
vengeance on his shriveling little penis.  He squealed in agony and pushed
my head away, trying to protect his tender dick from my suctioning mouth.

I swallowed his semen, which was very thin and had very little taste.  It
was wild how different the consistency and taste of each guys ejaculate
was.  Jerry's sperm was very acidic and smelled and tasted of chlorine.  It
was also very stringy and lumpy, so much so that I could squish the lumps
between my tongue and the roof of my mouth all night long after blowing
him.  That combined with the quantity and bitterness, made his easily the
most difficult to ingest.  And where everyone else's ejaculate would
diminish after their second or third orgasm, Jerry would lose very little
volume from one orgasm to the next, literally able to soak my entire head
no matter how many time he had cum.

"Move out of the way, little brother.  It's my turn." Joe commanded.

There was a phone call that Greg answered and I could hear the conversation
as I sucked on Joe's cock.  It was the Pizza guy and he said there were
four guys that worked with him at the pizza place that would pay to get a
blow job from me.  My mouth and jaw were getting pretty tired from the
day's previous activities and I was still queasy from the onslaught of
sperm I had been required to consume. The mixture of everyone's semen was
all I could taste by this time.  I said it was getting late, as it was
after 8:00 p.m., and that Jerry's mom would be expecting us home soon.
After telling pizza guy to hold on, Greg said it would be okay if we spent
the night, since his parents wouldn't be getting home till after four the
following day.  I said I really didn't feel like it.  I was tired and just
wanted to go home and masturbate before going to sleep. And sleep was the
last thing these guys were thinking about.

"He doesn't sound like he wants to do it, Baron." Greg said into the phone.

"They said they'll go ten bucks a piece plus they'll bring a bunch of
pizza." Greg prodded.

I continued to show my reluctance, shaking my head and mouthing the word
"no".

"Sorry, Bro.  It doesn't look like he's gonna do it.  Really?  Hang on and
I'll see what he says." Greg continued, then turning to us relayed, "He
says they'll bring a case of beer and some pot."

"Me and Sai are stayin', bro, so I'm not sure how your getting home." Jerry
interjected.

I continued my protest, no longer sucking on Joe's large cock, lending all
of my attention to expressing my negative feelings about these guys joining
the party.  I had never smoked pot before and was a little apprehensive
about doing so, not being sure how it would affect me.  I figured I could
get out of there after two or three more blowjobs if we didn't stay the
night.  I was tired and was looking to get some sleep tonight, not more
dick to suck.

"Sorry guys.  He doesn't want to do it.  But thanks..." Greg said.

Jerry grabbed the phone from Greg in mid-sentence, taking over
neg