A YOUNG BOY'S NIGHT-KEEP GOING AND SUCK BRYAN'S COCK

From Create Your Own Story

I wanted to be on my knees

I wanted to have his cock in my mouth.

I wanted to be his cocksucker.

I wanted his cum.

I wordlessly dropped to my knees and then had to shift myself lower as the couch was shorter than a chair.

It was awkward but soon I had his beautiful, only slightly erect, cock in my mouth.

I loved the feeling of it growing in my mouth becoming something bigger, thicker, harder and more powerful.

As odd as it sounds, my whole body warmed as I made his cock grow... of course, my cock grew too.

"So should you be somewhere else right now? I don't know, like seing a girl, or working maybe... How is your work by the way?" Bryan asked like nothing was weird with me having his cock in my mouth

I nodded, as best I could, while beginning to suck his now fully erect dick.

"Well, you do have a new volunteering job," he chuckled, before adding, "like a volunteer firefighter, you get to play with a hose."

Ironically, there was a time when I had wanted to be a firefighter. Although, I never imagined I would be playing with such a hose. Such a beautiful, sexy hose.

"Take more, cocksucker," Bryan ordered, before adding, "Because we will keep your training going until you can take all ten inches in that slut mouth of yours. This is only the beginning of a long journey."

And I obeyed, although still not able to fathom the possibility of taking all ten inches of his cock in my mouth. I bobbed hungrily, attempting to take more and more. Maybe afterwards in my training, he will get my ass too...

"That's it cocksucker," he groaned, "could you imagine if your coworkers knew you were a cocksucker?"

The thought of my coworkers knowing I sucked cock was mortifying. The majority were homophobes (I was a homophobe until tonight, were something weird triggered the gay slut in me) and I would be an outcast instantly.

Malcolm continued, "I bet they would all take turns using your mouth."

I doubted it, and the idea oddly didn't appeal to me at all. I mean I liked his cock in my mouth, his big cock, but the idea of other men's cocks did nothing for me. Or did they?

"Or is it only my cock you crave?" he questioned.

I didn't answer as I had his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, but the answer was completely unknown.

"I think you would take any cock in your mouth given the opportunity," he continued, before adding, "maybe even your other friend John's."

Before I could respond, he pulled out, grunted and shot his load on my face, even getting some directly in my eye.

After he finished, he laughed, "I guess I should have warned you, cum in the eye can be rather painful, I'm told."

I remained on my knees, my left eye closed as I attempted to wipe the cum off it. And he just stood up, arranged his trousers over his pants, and walked over to the door.

"Expect me soon." He said as he left my house, leaving me wondering about what the future may hide.

I instantly went to bed to sleep, weirdly excited for the next day.

A YOUNG BOY'S NIGHT-SATURDAY MORNING (7-1)

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