Sucking
By s19000
Chapter 2


Robbie and Matt were in the TV room at Matt's house. Matt's parents
were gone for the day, and there was a football game on the TV. Matt
watched the game while Robbie knelt between Matt's legs.

Robbie had just finished sucking Matt off, and he was staring at Matt's
cock. It hung down over Matt's balls, wet with cum and saliva. Robbie
jacked his own cock with one hand and pushed cum from his lips into
his mouth with the other. Robbie had sucked Matt every day for the past
two weeks, even though he had sucked his first cock only a month before.
He looked up at Matt. "Am I getting better?"

"I thought you were going to suck my balls right out through my cock,"
said Matt.

"I want to do it all the time," said Robbie.

"Maybe you should suck other guys, too," said Matt. "I need to recover
once in a while."

"God, yes." Robbie's body jerked. Cum oozed out of his cock and over
his hand. "I want to." His cum ran down his wrist and onto his clothes.
"I think about it all the time.

"Yeah?"

"And sucking cock's good for me. My grades are way up."

"Come on."

"They are! I don't worry anymore about whether I want to do the assignments
or not. Teachers tell me to do them, and I do them. I'm a cocksucker, so
I do what I'm told."

"That's so fucked up." Matt was silent for a moment, and then he
said, "You know, I'd like to watch you suck another guy."

"Oh, fuck. I'd be a public cocksucker."

"Let's see. You could suck the old men at the bathroom in the park. On
your knees on the floor. The place smells like piss."

"That would be so dirty."

"Or how about guys who are younger than you? Some middle school kid
tells you to do it. Then he gets off in your mouth."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. I'd love it."

"There's this kid who's always hanging around me. He's only thirteen."

"Shit, and I'm sixteen. Sucking him would make me feel like such a
faggot. Do you think he'd let me?"

"Dude, he's thirteen. All he thinks about is getting off." Matt pulled out
his cell phone, held it up, and looked at Robbie.

"Fuck yes," said Robbie. "I wonder if his cock's bigger than mine."

Matt dialed and talked. Then he hung up and said to Robbie. "He's on
his way."

"He's coming here? Now?"

"Yeah. I thought you wanted it."

"Oh shit, yes. I'm a cocksucker."

"Listen," said Matt. "This kid, his name is Tom, he doesn't know why
I called. He's just coming over because he always wants to hang around
me. If you suck him, he'll talk about it. He likes to brag."

Robbie nodded. "So?"

"So you'd really be a public cocksucker. And the guys we know can
be fucking mean."

"You think they'd make fun of me?"

"Yeah, and they'd probably want you to do them. You parents might hear
something. They might ask you about it."

"Everyone would know, wouldn't they?"

"Yeah. Guys, girls, teachers, parents. So when Tom gets here, we're going
to blow him off, right? Bullshit him and get him out of here. He's a little
prick, anyway."

Robbie was silent for a moment, and then he shook his head. "No. I
want everyone to know."

"Don't be an idiot. He'll tell everyone you're a faggot cocksucker."

"That's what I am," Robbie said. He jacked his limp cock, and it began
to get stiff again. "If people at school don't want anything to do with me
because I'm a cocksucker, I'm cool with that. Or if guys want me to get
them off, fine. And I'd probably cum in my pants if a girl called me a
faggot." He jacked faster. "All I want to do is suck. I want the teachers to
know I do it. Last night, I jacked off while I imagined being in the teacher's
bathroom, sucking off each one when he came in. It made me cum so hard.
I even want my parents to know, but I'm too much of a pussy to tell them."

The doorbell rang. "Here he is," said Matt. "You do this, and you're going
to get what you want."

Robbie nodded. He stopped jacking, but his hard cock stuck out from his crotch.

"Sit over there," said Matt, "Don't say anything. And put your dick back in
your pants. Most guys don't want to see it, you know?" He went to answer the door.

Robbie put his cock away and sat down on a straight chair in the corner. In a
minute, Matt came back into the room with Tom behind him.

Tom glanced at Robbie and said, "Hey, dude." Then he said to Matt. "OK,
what's up?"

"You ever get a blow job?"

"You got a girl here?" Tom opened a door and looked in. It was a closet.
He turned back to Matt. "What's this all about?"

"Used to be, I'd have given my left nut for a blow job," said Matt, "Now
I get them all the time. I just thought maybe you'd like one."

Tom grinned. "Shit yes, especially from a good-looking babe."

"What if it wasn't a girl?"

"Hey! You think I'm a fag or something?"

"Nope." Matt turned his head and looked at Robbie, who was still sitting
in the corner.

Tom followed his gaze. "You two getting head from guys?"

"Just me."

Robbie squirmed in his chair.

"He blows you?" said Tom.

"All the time."

"Really?" Tom looked from Matt to Robbie.

"My cock doesn't care," said Matt, "and I get off any time I want."

"No way." Tom looked closely at Robbie. "I never saw I guy I knew
for sure was a faggot. How come you're a faggot, dude?"

Robbie's penis was stiff in his pants. He was so excited he had trouble
focusing on Tom's question. Finally he said, "I'm a cocksucker."

Tom laughed and said to Matt, "He really is a faggot, isn't he?"

"Total. So, you want some head?"

"This is pretty fucked up, but shit, yes. What is he, your slave or something?
Hey, I'm not your slave. If you think so, I'm out of here."

"Come on."

"He swallow?"

"Of course," said Matt. "I'll be watching football." He went over to the TV.

Tom looked Robbie, who didn't move. "You want to, or what?" Tom said.

"Tell me what to do."

"Shit, you are weird. Suck it."

Robbie slid off the chair and shuffled on his knees to Tom. His face was
level with Tom's crotch. He looked up and waited.

"I have to tell you everything? Unzip my pants."

Robbie pulled down Tom's zipper and opened the pants. He saw Tom's white
underwear and leaned forward until he could smell his crotch. He kissed
Tom's cock through the underwear. His excitement grew when he realized
the cock really was bigger than his own. He was going to suck a younger boy's
cock, and Tom would probably want him to do it again and again. He might
become a cocksucker who opened his mouth for anyone, any time.

Tom's voice interrupted Robbie's thoughts. "Hey, faggot, get to it."

Robbie pulled down Tom's underwear, and the hard cock stood up in front
of Robbie's face. He stared at it.

"Holy shit," said Tom. "Suck my cock!"

Robbie slid his lips down the shaft of the cock until he felt it resting on top
of his tongue. He sucked, and immediately streams of cum hit the back of
his mouth. He continued to suck, working the cock with his lips and tongue,
until Tom pulled it from his mouth. Robbie watched Tom tuck his cock back
in his pants and stagger over to the couch.

"I owe you one," Tom said, flopping down next to Matt. "That was great!"

Robbie sat back down in his own chair and ran his tongue around the inside of
his mouth, tasting Tom's cum before he swallowed it. He looked across the room
at Tom and Matt, watching the football game and talking to each other. He wondered
what they were talking about.

That happened a lot with the guys at school. They would be talking about people
they knew that Robbie didn't know, or things they had done that Robbie had missed
out on. Since he didn't want to be left out, Robbie had always pretended he knew
what was going on. He laughed at jokes, even when he didn't understand them. But as
he watched Matt and Tom, he found he didn't care about being left out any more.
He didn't need to be included and he didn't have to pretend about it, because he was
just a cocksucker.

Matt and Tom laughed. Maybe they were laughing about him, and Robbie thought
that was OK, too. They turned to look at him, and he could hear what they said.
"Man," said Tom. "His mouth is like a vacuum cleaner. I wish I could have held
out longer, but shit, I just lost it."

"Want another one?"

"For real?"

"Sure, just tell him what to do."

"That's so weird."

"You're getting your cock sucked. So what if it's weird?"

"You're right, man. Get it while you can." Tom walked over to Robbie and took
out his cock, letting it hang down in front of his pants. "Suck," he said.

Robbie leaned forward and took Tom's cock into his mouth, using only his lips
and tongue. He closed his eyes and sucked, feeling the heat of the cock in his
mouth. He ran his tongue around the head and bobbed his lips up and down the
shaft. It took longer, but Tom came in Robbie's mouth again.

Tom pulled out and put his cock away, zipping up his pants. He left Robbie in his
corner and said to Matt, "Thanks, man."

Matt looked up from the TV. "No problem."

"Any chance of doing it again sometime? I mean, I get horny about once a day."

"Why not?" said Matt. "Give me a call, we'll see what works out."

"I always knew you were a good guy." Tom headed for the door, but then he turned
around. "Hey, this is a secret, right?"

"Why would you say that?" asked Matt. "Look at him." They both looked at Robbie,
who was still sitting in his chair. His lips were wet with cum. "What do you see?"

"A cocksucker."

Robbie didn't move, and Matt said, "Does he look like he cares who you tell?
Tell anyone you want to."

"Fucking strange, man." Tom left the room.

Robbie heard the outside door close, and he joined Matt on the couch in front of the
TV. "I knew I wanted that, and I was right," he said. "I need to thank you."

"What are you?" said Matt.

"I'm a cocksucker."

"Well?"

Robbie got down on the floor in front of Matt and sucked, while Matt watched the
football game.