Marcus' good little boy

by Odosina Todorovich

Chapter 1

Hi. My name is Jacob, I'm 24 now. I'm about 5' 12" with wavy dark brown hair,
blue/green eyes, and a smile that's received compliments for as long as I can
remember. I've decided to put down in words the events that changed my life, and
the lives of some of those around me. I'm obviously not using real names, but this
is pretty much how everything played out.

When I was 10, I was introduced to the world of cock sucking, and I was pretty much
hooked straight away, and still am. It all started at my best friend's birthday
party. It was a nice sunny day, and everyone from class had turned up for Leo's
11th birthday. After a half day of running around wild and playing in the pool, I
got bored and decided to roam around their property a bit. In hindsight, this was
quite a common thing for me to do; I'd get overwhelmed with all the socialisation
and would go exploring by myself to try and calm myself down a bit. After walking
all the way around the garden and house, admiring the scenery, I saw a staircase
leading to the basement on the side of the building. I remember Leo telling me that
his older brother Marcus had moved down there after their dad cleared it out, so I
gently made my way to the stairs to check it out.

Now, Marcus was a big guy. I never really interacted with him because he was pretty
intimidating and every time he'd talk to me I'd get all goofy and lose the ability
to speak in complete sentences. I definitely looked up to him, and a few times he
scared off some older kids when they were chasing me in the park, so I had a soft
spot for him to say the least.

I made my way down the stairs, and could hear some music coming from the doorway at
the bottom of the staircase. I tip-toed down the stairs, avoiding dry leaves so as
to not give away my presence. When I got halfway down the stairs, I noticed a small
window, so I crouched down to look inside. It looked like a pretty nice room, he
had a big double bed, a gaming desk, and a couch all neatly laid out to maximise
the space. I couldn't see him though so I got closer to the window to see if I
could get a better look.

That's when I heard an "Ahem" from behind me. I slowly turned my head looking up at
Marcus, who was standing at the top of the stairs in nothing but his basketball
shorts, holding a bowl and spoon in one hand, and a bottle of milk with cereal
tucked under his arm in the other. "What are you doing?" he asked abruptly, a
strong frown forming on his face. "Nothing - I... I was just..." I stammered. "You
know the party is inside now, right?" he said, keeping his sharp tone. "I... Was
just... Wondering if I could... See your room? Leo said you begged your dad to let
you have it, so I wanted to see what you did with it" I managed to blurt out. I
stood up to walk back up the stairs, but Marcus started walking down and said,
"Come on I'll show you then". I quickly turned around and made my way down the rest
of the stairs and watched Marcus as he came down. I remember being so transfixed on
his bulge as he walked down, I could see a big lump in his shorts bobbing around
with each step, and I noticed some hair coming out the top in a neat little line
going to his belly button.

I snapped out of my inadvertent gaze to meet his eyes, and he was staring at me, I
quickly looked to the ground feeling all embarrassed. When he got to the bottom of
the stairs he reached out and flung his door open, stepping aside so I could enter.
He followed me in and closed the door - I heard him lock it but didn't think
anything of it. He motioned for me to move out the way as he walked past me and
placed the things he was carrying down on his desk. He quickly sat down in his desk
chair and reclined in it, sighing as he did so. This gave me a moment to give his
body another good look. Marcus had quite good definition, I'd say he was beefy. He
had really nice thick legs that were hairless, and with the way he was stretching,
the fabric of his shorts got pulled tighter making that lump in his shorts more
defined. In complete honesty, at the time I had no idea what that was. I thought it
was some kind of growth or something, and never made the connection that it could
be his dick since the only dick I knew of was my own which was still tiny and so I
hadn't yet found out that they grew bigger with age.

Once again, after catching myself in a solid stare, I moved myself back a step and
looked up around the room. Marcus caught me off guard again and was staring at me
point blank, I quickly looked down again feeling my face begin to burn with
embarrassment.

"So, how do you like my room?" he asked. "It's cool. I like your posters, and the
fact that you get this whole space for yourself."

"Yeah, I'm turning this place into a little man cave" he said joyfully. "What's
that?" I asked. "Well it's pretty obvious, it's a place where guys can chill out
and let their guard down, usually with a good amount of privacy too." I looked
around the room and made my way to his sofa and sat down, scanning the place. It
was a pretty standard teenage boy's room, with some added comfort. The room was
pretty messy, I counted about 5 pairs of his boxers on the floor and noticed that
some of them had weird crusty stains on them. I continued looking as Marcus' body
came back into view, he was scrolling on his phone as he sat back in his chair. The
longer I stared at him, the weirder I felt. Being such a naïve boy, I didn't yet
know what I was feeling for him.

The sound of music broke my daydream as Marcus changed tunes. He suddenly stood and
started walking towards me. I quickly shifted my body to face him as he sat down on
the couch beside me. "So, Jacob, how comes you like looking at me so much?" he said
with a grin. I felt mortified, quickly squeaking out an "I dunno". I looked down
again, this time however, the lump in his shorts was in my direct line of sight. I
kept my eyes on it for a second and as Marcus went to grab it, I looked up at him
again. "If you can keep a secret, I wanna show you something" he said to me. I
gulped as I proudly said, "I'm the best secret keeper in my class", which was true
- everyone always felt safe confiding in me, and I realised early on that
respecting that confidence would go a long way.

"Good, cause what I'm gonna show you isn't really for kids. You gotta swear you
won't tell anyone, especially Leo!" he almost yelled that last part. I quickly
agreed and offered my extended pinky to perform the most sacred form of oathtaking
known to kids. After pinky promising him that I wouldn't tell a soul of what was
about to happen, his hands slowly made their way down his chest in a slow and
steady move towards the lump in his shorts. As his hands found their way he said,
"You know, when guys get older, their bodies change. That's why I'm taller than you
and have more meat on my body. Once you start becoming a man, you'll quickly start
growing... from everywhere" as he said that last part, his thumbs hooked themselves
under the band of his shorts and pulled downwards. His soft dick flopped out and
jiggled around and then two huge balls came out from under the fabric. It all
jiggled around as he tucked the band under his balls, lifting them up a bit. I was
shocked, seeing as I was raised by a single mother, I had no reference for what
mature male bodies looked like. I'm pretty sure my mouth dropped open, but I
definitely remember just staring at it for what felt like ages as it just sat
there. It looked moist, and smelled funky, the smell of adolescence was still
foreign to me, but I felt myself taking deep sniffs of the air to analyse the
complex aromas I was being introduced to.

Marcus broke my trance by grabbing the soft penis and giving it a shake, which
prompted an innocent giggle from me. "This is what happens to your penis when you
grow up. It gets big like this and almost grows a mind of its own. But as you know,
the main reason for all this is to make babies."

"Mmm" was the only sound I could make. "Have you ever seen someone's willy other
than yours?" he asked. "Nope." I said timidly. "Well, I guess I should give you a
proper lesson about it all, unless you wanna go join the party again?". I'd
completely forgotten about the party; it was so far removed from my mind. I told
him simply "I wanna stay" without breaking my fixation on his willy. And with that,
he said, "Great, though we can't be too long, or they'll start wondering where you
went".

He picked up his soft penis, and extended it, showing me how long it was. I'm not
sure, but I'd say he was at least 6.5" long, and it looked like it was as thick as
my wrist. He had a patch of short dark hair that looked trimmed, and it started as
a trail under his belly button and gradually grew to cover the entire area above
his willy. "Do you want to touch it?" he said out of nowhere.

I suddenly felt faint and was completely under his spell. All I could do was nod,
unable to speak or take my eyes away from it. He slowly pushed it forward and
offered it to me. I was too scared to initiate the move, for fear that this was all
some kind of trick. His other hand grabbed mine and slowly brought it up to his
willy and placed it gently on top. He moved both hands and moved his arms up and
backwards to rest on top of the sofa as he sat back and watched me. My hand felt
paralysed, all I could think of was how hot it felt, and how weird my stomach felt,
it was as if it was tying itself into a knot. After about a minute of my hand just
laying on top of him, he gyrated his kips a bit to get some movement going. "Give
it a gentle squeeze" he commanded. I obeyed, feeling my fingertips slowly increase
their grip around his hot flesh. Suddenly, I felt a strong urge to stick face
closer, and I took a huge whiff of his willy as I brought it closer to my face. It
almost touched my nose, and I could feel its heat radiating onto my lips. As I sat
back up, Marcus looked straight at me and asked, "Do you like it?". A frantic nod
was all I could do to show my agreement. "Well, if you want, I could show you how
its used to make babies. Would you like that?" to which I quickly said "Please!".
This elicited a chuckle from Marcus, who was probably equally gobsmacked at the
eagerness I was displaying.

All this started having an effect on him, as I felt his willy start to grow. He
placed his hand above mine and started using my hand to slowly jerk himself off. I
just sat there watching in complete awe as he used my hand to bring it to
attention. I'd had a couple stiffies myself but those usually just appeared
suddenly, this was completely different, I could feel the blood pumping into him, I
could feel it somehow get even hotter, and a hardness started creeping in at a
steady pace. Marcus' breathing also started to change, he was taking shallower
breaths, and I noticed a slight bead of sweat forming on his forehead. His torso
started to get kinda shiny too, and before I realised, I was holding onto his
raging 16-year-old hardon. I didn't know it yet, but the feeling I experienced in
that moment was just pure lust. Lust for Marcus, lust for his penis, and lust for
how he made me feel.

"I think it's time we get on to the next step, you're gonna need to head up soon or
it'll cause a scene." I ignored his suggestion that this moment would come to an
end at some point, at that moment, I was as content as could be. Marcus was laying
back on his sofa, with me on his side. His shorts had fallen to around his ankles
and he was completely naked and on full display for me. As I gently moved my hands
up and down his massive penis, he pulled my hands away. "Alright Jacob, now I'm
gonna get you to do something for me okay? You're gonna be sucking on my cock,
okay? Don't worry, I'll talk you through it all, but I need you to promise me
you'll trust me and listen to everything I tell you to do." I was a bit curious by
what he meant when he said I'm gonna be sucking on his cock, but I simply sat there
listening to him as he held my hands away from him. "Get on your knees between my
legs" he said as he kicked one leg out of his shorts to be able to spread his legs
wider for me.

I slipped onto the carpeted floor and slid my way between his legs, getting up
closer to his "cock" as he called it. He had some extra skin around his head that I
didn't have, then again, he had an entire cock I never even knew could exist, so I
didn't think much of it. I noticed that the purple head was pretty moist,
especially under the extra skin. I also noticed there was a tiny bead of clear
liquid forming out of his peephole. Doesn't look like piss I thought to myself, but
I asked him about it. "Well, that's my precum Jacob."

"What's that?"

"Well, as the name suggests, it's the stuff that leaks out before my cum, that's
what big boys call sperm, but only with each other not other adults." My mind was
racing, "Cum? Sperm? What are you on about?" Marcus chuckled and shot back, "Jeez
man, you really don't know anything about this stuff, do you? Has your mom
completely ignored the topic?" I felt a sudden sense of shame at my ignorance.
Retracting myself and looking down again.

Then, Marcus flexed his dick, and it flopped in front of me, grabbing my attention.
"Alright, I want you to open your mouth as wide as possible for me and wrap your
lips around your teeth like this" as he demonstrated the move. I imitated him and a
large grin started forming on his face, his eyes locked into me, and I could tell
something woke up in him. He sat forward, and with one hand, he grabbed the top of
my head and bent it backwards a bit, with his other hand, I watched as he grabbed
his dick and gave it a few strokes. He then pushed his dick down towards my waiting
mouth and scootched forward to till he was sitting on the edge of the sofa. For a
fraction of a second, my eyes darted towards the mirror propped up to our side.
That image is forever burnt into my memory. My little body crouched between Marcus'
thick legs, and him guiding that massive cock straight to my waiting mouth.

His head slipped into my mouth, and my initial reaction was shock. The texture was
so weird, it was almost slimy. I gagged immediately. "Now, now, you've got a long
way to go before you can start gagging on me" was all he said as he moved his dick
back towards my mouth. I suddenly felt the spell break, and I was no longer feeling
like this was what I wanted to do. The initial taste of him was enough to make me
want to call it quits.

Marcus, though, had no intention of stopping. And he made that clear to me. When he
tried to push his head back in, I gagged and moved myself back and off him. This
seemed to piss him off considerably, because he started pulling on my hair to hold
my head as far back as it could go and got all up in my face and said, "Get it in
your head from now that once you get a guy started, you can't stop. It's cruel and
only bitches do that. Now, you're not a bitch, at least I'm gonna train you not to
be one. Let me just quickly get off now, cause we're running out of time, and then
tonight when Leo's asleep I'll give you a full course on how to make a guy blow his
load."

"You said you'd show me how you make babies with your cock!" I retorted, feeling a
bit uneasy. "Exactly Jacob, that's what we're doing, I'm not giving you a bio
lesson, you'll do that soon enough. This is how it's done Jacob, or at least one of
the ways, you're not ready for the other way."

With that, Marcus told me to open up again and pulled my head back into position.
"Close of your nose and hold your breath, that'll help you get used to it". "Okay"
I said, getting myself ready for what was about to happen, though, seeing as I had
no idea, that was pretty tough. Marcus shifted forward and glided his dick into my
face, I started gagging again, but that didn't stop him this time. He grabbed my
head with both hands and pulled me down until about a quarter of his dick sunk into
my mouth. I started sputtering and heaving and trying to shake myself from his
grip. I felt him move his legs around me and he locked them trapping me in his
strong hold. I suddenly got scared, not of Marcus though, I was scared this would
somehow turn into a physically painful experience. He let go of my head after
holding it down for what seemed like ages. I was coughing and spit was flying out
of my mouth and getting my face all sloppy. Marcus grabbed my cheeks with his hand,
digging his fingers in between my jaw to open my mouth a bit. "Stick out your
tongue" he insisted. I did so, and he started slapping my face with his cock. This
kind of degradation was a new experience for me, but I suddenly realised that it
made me feel great. A goofy smile started forming on my face as Marcus kept
slapping it with his wet cock, smudging my spit and his precum all over me. I
suddenly felt at peace: to this day, I can't really describe the moment, but a
switch went off in my head at that moment, and I suddenly felt comfortable.
Comfortable in my skin, and in what was going on around me.

I quickly open my mouth wide again and try to catch his cock as it comes down for
another slap right across my face. My tongue reached out to try and grab onto it
like a whip, but couldn't.

"I always knew I'd get to see those lips of yours around my cock one day Jacob"
Marcus mentioned casually. "Huh?" was all I could say back as I tried to keep my
focus on getting his dick back into my mouth. "You haven't been very careful over
the years you know. I've caught you looking at me before. I know you're soft for me
cause whenever I'd talk to you, you'd quiver like some girl with a crush." I
suddenly wondered whether what I'd been feeling for him was indeed a crush. Could
that be? I didn't know boys could have crushes on other boys. I think he's right
though; I've always felt a warmth inside me when I think about Marcus, and its
pretty clear that I liked looking at him, I just never knew why. My internal
dialogue was disrupted by Marcus' hand reaching behind my head to pull it back into
his lap.

Opening my mouth, I was about to say something when it slipped inside, causing me
to make unintelligible noises. Marcus started moving the quarter of his dick that I
could take in and out of my mouth at a steady pace. He eventually grabbed onto me
with both hands and started moving my head further down his cock. I could feel it
hitting the entrance to my throat which made me gag each time he did so. "Come on
Jacob, you can do it. Whether you want to or not you're gonna get a fat load out of
me. I know I want it. I've wanted it for a while. And I think you have too, you
just didn't know it yet. That's okay, I'll show you now. I'll show you what you've
been wanting all these years. Oh yeah, that feels so good Jacob."

Marcus' pace was steadily increasing, much to my dislike. I was really struggling
to keep myself from throwing up. I could feel his head inching its way deeper every
time he pulled my head into him. Eventually, he'd gotten so deep that each time he
pulled my head back it wasn't far enough for me to take a breath. I pushed myself
off him, my eyes watering, snot running down me. I felt dirty, but wanted to get
this over with. What's this load he keeps telling me he's gonna give me? I was also
getting a bit worried of the time now and so I said, "I need to go back up now
before they start the next round of pool games." Sure thing lets do this. With
that, Marcus stood up and picked me up as if I didn't weigh anything and threw me
onto his bed. "What the fuck?" I muttered to myself. "What the fuck indeed, Jacob.
What the fuck took me so long. I should have started you off years ago, you
could've given been sucking my cock everytime you came to sleep over. I could have
had regular blowjobs for ages. Oh well, better late than never." He started
crawling towards me and I knew this was it. I could see it in his eyes. They went
cold. He was on a mission, I don't know how it'll go down, all I know is that I'm
getting a load of something.
Marcus pushed me onto my back and stretched my arms out. He crouched over my arms,
restricting their movement. I was stuck under him watching his sweaty body as his
cock waved around in front of me. I could feel a few drops of sweat drip onto my
body. I think I was starting to realise the effect I was having on him. Not
entirely, just an inkling.

He lowered himself and his balls fell into my mouth. "Lick them up. Move your
tongue around each one and soak it in spit". I followed his instructions, feeling a
rhythm build up between the strokes of my tongue on his balls, and his hand gliding
up and down his column. I watched as he lowered his cock into my mouth again, and
then he suddenly sank into me. His dick went deeper than it had ever gone, and my
throat felt like it was being stretched open. I suddenly realised why he was
crouching over my arms; in this position I couldn't free myself or move away from
his dick. "This is it" I thought. He's going to make a baby in my mouth, I was
getting excited, but also concerned that I couldn't give myself some relief from
the chocking I was experiencing. "Alright Jacob, give me 5 minutes and this'll be
over" and with that he started moving his hips up and down, sinking his thick dick
deeper and deeper into me. I felt my head build up with pressure, and could feel my
eyes bulging, I was full on chocking on him. I really wanted to see this through
though, and we didn't have time to take another pause, it's probably been an hour
since someone last saw me.

"Grgg hughgh Marchhh Marcugggh hmmmmm" were the only sounds I could make. I really
needed to breathe and cough up fluid that was pooling in my throat, but Marcus kept
fucking my face non-stop. He completely ignored me, he just kept pumping his 16-
year-old cock in and out of my 10-year-old face. My legs were kicking about now,
and I was really spazzing out to try and get a breath in. I couldn't keep myself
from biting him, it was involuntary at this point. His dick got quickly pulled out
of my mouth and he started furiously jacking it above my face. I looked into his
eyes as I was gasping for air and drawing in deep wheezy breaths, he looked so
powerful on top of me. I felt like I could melt if I stared at him long enough.

"Oh yeah, oh my load's nearly here Jacob. Ohh it's gonna be huge. Ughh, you're
gonna need to start swallowing immediately bro, don't wait or you'll choke even
more. Ughh, and make sure you're a good boy and get it all, it's rude to waste it.
This is my juice, my milk, it gives life and you're gonna take every, last, drop!
Ahh shit, fuck dude"

He shoved his head back into my mouth but only deep enough where it was resting on
my tongue. He looked me straight in the eye and I felt his dick expand in my mouth.
My eyes widened as I tasted cum for the first time. It started gushing into my
mouth in an angry stream. I was so focused on processing the new sensation and
taste that I didn't realise my mouth was already full of it. I took a big gulp, and
there was still some left, so I gulped again. I could feel his cock expanding every
time it delivered a new round of his load onto my tongue.

His face was so devoid of any emotion, he was just staring into my eyes, holding
onto his cock, and letting out a slight grunt with every flex of his dick in my
mouth. I watched him as he lost himself in my mouth, pumping away an impressive
load for any person to squirt or swallow. After feeding off his cock for about a
minute, his dick started to calm down. Every few seconds, and little spurt of his
juice would come out, and I'd suck it down.

In that moment I realised what he meant when he said I'm going to suck his cock. I
felt so happy, I was moving my tongue around him trying to clean it of any
remaining cum, as I felt pride begin to build in my gut as I realised what I'd just
achieved. "This must mean I've had sex" I thought to myself. Well, I'd find out
shortly after that I was only halfway there, but for now, I was simply relishing
the moment. Marcus' eyes were so calming to look into, and he was gently biting his
bottom lip as he looked down at me gently nursing on his cock head.

He eventually had to pull his dick out of me, telling me he was too sensitive to go
on. He sat back on his heels, letting me move my arms up to wipe my face. He gave
me a pair of his underwear and told my to wipe my face off with them. He smiled as
he watched me use his dirty undies to clean my face with. "You're a good kid,
Jacob. Your gonna be an even better cumdump for me. From now on, whenever you come
over, or whenever I can work something out, your gonna throat my cock. I swear
dude. I've been waiting to fill you up for years, now that I know you feel as good
as I thought you would, I'm gonna use you till I'm bored of you" he said in a
passionate post-nut monologue to me. We started composing ourselves, I quickly
cleaned myself up in front of his mirror. He put his basketball shorts back on and
gave his dick one last squeeze before it went back in. A small bead of white liquid
appeared, and he collected it on his fingertip. I watched as he made his way toward
me and stuck out his finger towards my mouth and waited. I got the hint and slowly
stuck out my tongue and accepted his gift. When I tasted it, I realised that's what
I'd swallowed earlier, that was his cum.

He gave me a hug, and gave me the secrecy talk again, to which I repeated my
intentions to keep. He unlocked his door and watched me as I walked up his steps.
As I got to the top of the stairs, I turned and realised his eyes were fixated on
my ass. My innocence was still pure, I didn't know why he was staring at it, but I
do remember it gave me that tummy feeling again. I heard my friends outside and
walked towards them, slowly blending back into the crowd as they got ready to serve
Leo's cake. I was feeling pretty full though.

Chapter 2

I was pretty aloof the rest of the day. I took part in some pool games, and played
around in the garden with others. For the parents that started gathering,
everything looked normal, there was nothing to suggest one of the kids had just
swallowed an impressive teenage load, or that a horny teenager was on the loose. I
was frequently giving Leo stares to ensure he hadn't noticed my absence, or to see
if he knew anything about what had just happened between his big brother and me.

As the party started to die down, Marcus emerged from his underground lair, still
shirtless, and wearing his shiny basketball shorts. I watched him as he made his
way into the house. As he passed by, we shared a moment of eye contact. He didn't
react at all and just kept walking past me. I felt a huge pit in my stomach, "Why
is he ignoring me?" I thought. Feelings of betrayal and loneliness started creeping
into my mind, but Leo's football kick that sent the ball flying toward me quickly
broke my daydream.

We continued playing outside until sundown, most of the groups of chatting parents
had left now. Eventually, Leo's dad came outside with a cigar, and saw off the last
parents and their kids, as he motioned for Leo and me to get out of the pool and
come inside. We both got ready to end an exciting day, I was starting to feel
pretty tired, and Leo looked like he was about to crash. His mom got a bath ready
for us and we cleaned ourselves up and got into our PJs once we were done. Leo and
I normally made a huge mess whenever we shared a bath, though this time we were
both so tired neither of us had any energy to goof around.

During dinner, I sat across from Marcus, with Leo on my left and his parents on the
opposite ends of the table. I'd mostly forgotten about what Marcus and I had done,
it was quickly being pushed to the back of my mind, but seeing Marcus sitting there
shirtless got all those scenes flashing through my head again. It was so weird
sitting there looking at his hairless chest, knowing that I no longer had to
imagine what he'd look like naked. It was even weirder knowing that the weird lump
he had in his pants, something I'd often wondered about, was his dick and that I'd
sucked on it for him.

I must've been daydreaming again as I barely noticed a leg kicking me under the
table. Once I came to, I looked up and saw Marcus giving me a death stare. I
suddenly felt shame again and dropped my head. I quickly finished my meal and sat
there waiting for the rest to finish so Leo and I could go to bed. Once we were in
his room, we just chatted about nonsense and Leo opened a few presents but wasn't
allowed to open all of them in one go, so we just marveled at the few things that
he knew he now owned and then started getting ready for bed.

As I was standing in the bathroom brushing my teeth, Marcus popped his head in.
"Make sure you brush them well Jacob, having clean teeth and nice breath is really
important."

"I know, I always do them for at least 3 minutes" I said timidly. As I looked
forward towards the mirror, I saw Marcus' face looking at me and he flashed a quick
wink and then disappeared. I didn't think much of it, I know he said we'd have more
lesson time tonight, but I assumed that wasn't happening since everyone was going
to bed.

Once I got back to Leo's room, he was already getting into bed. Ever since I'd
known him, he always slept naked, so I watched him as he pulled off his PJs and
slipped under his sheets. I snuggled into my airbed on the floor next to him and
his mom came and gave us both a kiss goodnight and shut the door. I layed there for
quite a while as I couldn't fall asleep. Eventually, I could hear Leo's soft snores
and I got an idea.

After the events of the day, to say that phalluses were on my mind would be an
understatement. I suddenly felt a deep curiosity as to what Leo's penis would look
like up close. So I slowly sat up and walked over on my knees to Leo's bed. He was
sleeping on his back, and I could see the tiny bump in his sheets where his dick
must be. I slowly pulled his covers back and turned on his sidelight to get some
light in the room.

I sat there just staring at his young body. His dick was the same size as mine, but
I noticed he also had a lot of skin on his head like his brother. I slowly squeezed
his little dick in my fingers, feeling its spongy response. After a while of just
staring at his little dick, and giving his body the odd sniff to take in his scent,
I felt my eyes grow heavy and I made my way to bed. I eventually dosed off to
sleep.

I don't know how long after this happened, but I remember the feeling of being
scooped up and I slowly woke up while staring at a ceiling and feeling rhythmic
bumps like footsteps. I realised I was being carried like a baby by Marcus. He had
come into our room in the middle of the night and collected me, and was now taking
me downstairs to his room. I remember how quiet he was being, he was basically
tiptoeing and only managed to walk at a faster pace once we were outside the house
and making our way to the stairs to go down to the basement.

"What are we doing?" I asked him. "We're continuing today's lesson, Jacob. I had to
wait for everyone to doze off as there was no way I'd find a reason to get my
parents to let you sleep downstairs with me. It's fine though, once we're done,
I'll bring you back upstairs and then nobody will know that you and I had fun
tonight" he said that last part while giving me a hard stare with a really big grin
on his face.

Once we got to his room, he flung me onto his bed, and I bounced around laughing
joyfully. I watched as Marcus pulled the curtains to cover the small window he had
in the room, and he closed his door and locked it. Then he dimmed his lights,
setting the mood. He was cleaning his room a bit, just picking some stuff up from
the floor and throwing away the trash on his desk into the bin. I watched all this
while propping myself up on his bed, he looked really nice in that shade of light.
His muscly torso was almost glowing.

After a while, he turned and faced me. I felt a sudden drop in my stomach, and I
knew things were about to begin. With this being only the second time I'd seen an
adult penis; my gasp was still pretty audible as I watched Marcus slowly push his
shorts to the ground. He stood there in a Superman pose, letting me analyse every
detail of his body. The only hair he had was around his dick and the top of his
head. His big legs and defined chest were the result of years of swimming and
basketball, yet his skin still looked like it was baby-soft. His dick was soft and
looked pretty cute all snuggled up in his bush protected by that extra skin. His
balls were also pretty loose, and they hung down like two massive tangerines in a
bag. He made his way towards the bed, and I sat up in anticipation of what was
coming next.

"Am I going to suck on you again?" I asked in a quiet voice. "Yeah, you are. But I
wanna try out something else before we do that." He crawled towards me on all fours
and gently grasped my face as he leaned in and kissed me. I couldn't believe what
was happening, I froze as I let Marcus kiss me and lick my lips. He pulled off and
kissed my nose before looking into my eyes.

"You're such a good boy, Jacob, I'm really happy you became such a good friend of
Leo's, it's been nice having you around all the time," he said warmly. I was unused
to being treated so nicely, to the point that I didn't recognise his authenticity
and thought he was making fun of me. I was about to say something in protest when
he dove back in for another kiss and his hand reached behind my head and started
playing with my hair and gently pulling my face into his.

"Copy what I'm doing with my lips, and wait until my tongue starts dancing around
and reciprocate. Kissing is a two-person job, so start mimicking my moves and
complement them so that we get a rhythm going." He started slowly sucking on my
lips again and I felt myself begin to loosen up as my muscles stopped clenching out
of shock. I remember the moment I started enjoying it, and started slowly matching
his moves, experimenting with how much suction to use as his bottom lip was between
mine. Or how to hug his tongue with mine as they went back and forth into our
mouths.

We sat across from each other for a good 15 minutes, just sucking on each other's
faces. I could feel my mouth and cheeks get cooler as they were soaked in our spit.
Then I felt an electric shock pass through my body as I felt something on my willy.
Marcus had reached down and was gently pinching my little nub through my PJs. It
was so small that just pinching it between his fingertips was him jerking me off.

He moved himself off me with a big-ass smile and looked down. I did too. His rock-
hard dick was standing up at full attention. He moved his hand off mine and grabbed
his shaft and gave it a few tugs. I watched as his skin rolled on and off the shiny
purple head. "It's happy to see you," he said as he started waving it in front of
me as if it was greeting me. "I guess I'm happy to see it too!" I said, trying to
show Marcus I was happy I made him feel happy.

He gently pushed me back till I was lying down, he lifted my legs and got between
them, giving my inner thigh a playful bite, making me jump. I felt his hands caress
their way down my legs until he reached the waistband of my PJ bottoms, and he
slowly pulled them off in one fluid motion. I was feeling a bit embarrassed as I
looked at my tiny little hard dick, it looked like an actual peanut in comparison
to Marcus' 16-year-old boner. Marcus on the other hand looked pleased, he eagerly
stretched out his arm and took hold of my willy, and started playing with it. He
moved his fingers up and down it and gave it gentle squeezes. He spat on his
fingers and brought them back down to me and grasped me. This new sensation,
feeling the wet caress of something along my willy, blew my mind. I let out a high-
pitched "Ohh!".

"Feels nice, doesn't it?" he said looking up at me. "What are you doing to it?" I
said, wanting to learn how to recreate this sensation. "This is called getting
jerked off. It's usually done solo, meaning you'd do it to yourself when you're
alone, like in a shower or bed. It feels pretty good but it's not as nice as making
a baby". He winked at me as he took his attention back to my little boy dick. He
spit some more directly onto my willy and continued stroking it gently. I watched
as he stuck his other fingers in his mouth and then he grabbed my little ball sack
and started rubbing it too.

I couldn't believe what I was feeling, this was the first time I felt my body
experience such pleasure. My feet felt tingly, and my stomach was tying itself into
knots as I layed there completely succumbing to Marcus' gentle tickles on my groin.
Then, I got the shock of my life. I felt one of his fingers going between my butt
cheeks and rubbing up on my butthole.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I asked, almost angry at the sudden intrusion. "I'm just
showing you all the places that feel good on your body."

"What do you mean? You're rubbing my bum hole."

"Exactly Jacob, that's your pussy."

"My what?"

"You're pussy, Jacob. Yeah, you've only used it to poop with so far, but it's also
used to make a baby with, well, not in your case since you're not a woman, but that
means it's that much better! You can make as many babies as you want, and you'll
never actually get one! Only the fun of actually making it!"

I couldn't grasp what he was telling me. I was confused and felt uncomfortable at
the exposure I was subjected to. The whole time I'd been looking at him between my
legs he roamed my lower body with his hands, touching me and feeling wherever he
wanted. His dick was still hard but was resting on his foot from the way he was
sitting on the bed.

"Just relax Jacob. You're gonna enjoy this and then you'll be begging me for more"
he said as he stuck both his hands into his mouth and drenched them in a big wad of
spit. I watched as his left hand reached down between my legs and his right hand
propped itself on top of my still hard little cock. His massaging motions got me
feeling all tingly again, and then I felt his left hand snug its way between my
butt cheeks.

At first, it was pretty strange feeling his fingers glide over my hole, but then he
started moving his finger in a slow circle around it and I started feeling a warm
pulsing beat up my spine. He continued his slow assault on my privates for quite a
while, the whole time I could feel my heartbeat and breath increase, and I could
tell I was starting to sweat a bit. My butt felt wet and loose, and Marcus' fingers
kept brushing and stroking along the area and gently pushing and rubbing on top of
the entrance to my butthole.

My little trance was disturbed when I felt Marcus pull his hands away from me and
he got up and grabbed one of his pillows from behind me. "Lift up your hips" he
commanded. As I planted my feet on his mattress and lifted my lower body off his
bed, he slipped the pillow under me and guided me to lie back down. My dick was now
stuck up like a mountain peak as my whole lower groin area was raised up by his
pillow. I watched Marcus grin as he slipped down till he was propping himself up on
his elbows between my stretched-out legs.

He didn't look at me or say anything, he was just staring at my body with this
weird smile on his face, then he quickly dove into my hips. I felt him stick his
face between my butt cheeks and he started ravishing them. Licking and sucking at
my hole and sticking his nose so far into me I could feel it poking me just above
my butthole.

I tried to move away as it was really ticklish, but his hands wrapped themselves
around my waist and made their way back to my wet boy junk. He started jerking my
10-year-old dick again as he got into a rhythmic pattern of gliding his fingers
over my dick and ballsack. I just watched in horror as he tried to eat every inch
of my butt, and furiously tickled my undeveloped genitals. I couldn't stop myself
from giggling as it was so ticklish, but those giggles got replaced by high-pitched
moans and squeals pretty quickly.

In case I hadn't made it clear thus far, Marcus blew my fucking head off. He gave
me such a passionate rim job and made my boy cock feel so amazing. I couldn't
really register every sensation that was going through my body, but I do remember
myself just wiggling around in so much pleasure. I could feel muscles in my stomach
and lower back throbbing as they contracted and contorted, radiating waves of
pleasure throughout my body.

I could feel something building up in my core, a weird sort of pressure that felt
like a balloon growing behind my bladder. "Uh Marcus, something weird is
happening," I said, starting to get concerned that I'd lose control of my body. No
reaction, he just kept up his animalistic licking and sucking of my asshole as his
hands frantically caressed my boy junk. All I could do was lie back and listen to
the sounds coming off of Marcus' impassioned make-out session with my lower body.
The feeling kept growing inside me though, and I felt like I was reaching some kind
of tipping point.

As I layed there writhing in pleasure, I suddenly felt something try and penetrate
me. Then it happened again, and again, and again. "Uhhh Marcusss! What are you
doing???" I wailed out completely ashamed yet dumbfounded by the sheer pleasure
this was causing. I felt his teeth take a gentle bite of my butt cheek, and then I
felt a prod again as it tried to slowly make its way inside me. "Is that his
tongue?" I thought to myself. I couldn't tell, my eyes were being sealed shut by
all my facial muscles contracting as I felt my first orgasm begin to reach the
point of no return.

I started cramping and shacking viciously and made a desperate gurgling grunt as
the air was squeezed out of my lungs. My entire body was electrified as I felt my
dick and asshole become the sole sensory sources of my entire existence. My butt
hole started clenching down on the mysterious object prodding it, and my dick shook
and throbbed in Marcus' embrace as wave after wave of euphoria swept over me.

I don't know how long it lasted, but I do remember the cold air brushing over my
wet derrière as I felt Marcus pull himself away from me. I opened my eyes a bit
and saw him walking to the bathroom on the other side of the room. I layed there
taking slow deep breaths as I came down from my first boygasm. I had no idea what
had happened, and I had no idea that that was what I'd done for Marcus just a few
hours earlier.

My dreamy state ended when I felt Marcus straddle my chest with his big cock
bobbing around in front of me. He moved the pillow from under me and lifted it up
to put it behind my head. I saw it was soaking wet. Thankfully he flipped it over
so that my head would rest on the dry side.

As he reached forward to pull the pillow under my head, his cock bumped me in the
face. Then again, crashing into my lips and smearing them with a fat glob of his
precum. I stuck my tongue out and started licking it off when Marcus yanked it away
from me.

"Now, now. You're going to wait and do only what I tell you to do, when I tell you
to, okay?"

"Okay," I say, completely submitting myself to the dreamy 16-year-old boy standing
beside me. His massive thighs look so creamy and smooth, and his balls are hanging
low and levitating between my little pink nipples. I watch them sway from side to
side like a clock timer.

"Open up," he says sternly. I open my mouth and wrap my lips around my teeth,
waiting for his big head to force its way in. Instead, he lunges forward and drops
his fat balls straight into my waiting mouth. "Suck" was his next command. I
started bathing them in spit, taking each one into my mouth and slowly soaking it
till it had completely loosened and dripped with dribble.

Once he was satisfied with how wet I got them for him, he put a hand on top of my
head and guided his fat cock into my expecting face. I felt my jaw stretch
downwards as I succumbed to the girth of the object now entering me. An alarm grew
in me as I realised he hadn't stopped inserting and was pushing his dick to the
back of my throat. Then, he hit the back of my throat but quickly pulled out,
leaving me to gag and cough in moderate comfort. He did the same thing again, and
again, and again. A whole 15 minutes were spent steadily entering me in one fluid
motion and then quickly retracting once his head had bumped into the end of his
fuck-canal. Then he pulled out completely and sat back on my stomach, slightly
crushing me.

"Alright Jacob, I've got a choice for you to make."

"What do you mean?"

"You're going to have to take my dick down to the root. It's important that you're
able to take my load while it's fully stuffed down your face. But you need to
choose whether we start doing that from tonight, or if you want one more round of a
fairly tame service."

I was thinking about what that meant. I remember how much gagging and choking there
was from the last time he pushed his dick into my throat, but I felt really
grateful for what he'd done to me this evening with how he made me feel, and so I
wanted to do what made Marcus feel the best. Even if I can't breathe, I know he'll
let up eventually and let me catch myself. I wanted to be a good boy for Marcus, I
wanted to say thank you for making me feel so good, and submit myself to him as I
started adopting him in my mind as a power figure to serve.

"We can start from tonight, Marcus. I want you to show me how to do it."

"Good boy," he said, as he gently squeezed my cheek.

He quickly got up and grabbed my legs, pulling me down his mattress in one forceful
yank. My head was now in the middle of his mattress and my feet were just over the
edge. He crawled up from behind my head on his knees, then his long dick came into
view from above. It was wet, hard, and veiny. I felt myself licking my lips as I
looked up at it.
Marcus grabbed a pillow and maneuvered it so that it was under my neck. This lifted
up my upper body, and my head hung down backward with my mouth being naturally
stretched open by the curvature of the position. Marcus got me to lay my arms up
and out so that when he approached, he was kneeling on them. This hurt a bit, but
his mattress was soft enough to let them sink in a bit, so it wasn't too bad. Then,
he told me to rest my feet flat near my butt so that he could use my knees to
stabilise himself.

From an aerial view, you'd have seen Marcus kneeling on my arms and bent forward
with his hands on my knees, putting him in the perfect position to start sliding
his teenage cock down my throat. He went in and all the way down, and then pulled
out. We quickly got back into the rhythm of him sending his cock down my throat
until his balls slapped themselves into my eye sockets, and then the quick
retraction allowing me to gag and swallow in an effort to calm my throat muscles
down.

We did this for ages, and I mean ages. Twice I'd wondered how much longer this was
going to go on for. I was struggling, my throat was feeling sore, and my eyes were
burning from all the tears and clenching and getting slapped by those hot globes of
his. His kneeling on my arms and hands on my knees meant my body was under his
complete control. I couldn't shift or get myself out from under him, so I accepted
that I'd have to stay like that until he was done. I accepted that I asked for this
to happen, and told myself that I did actually want it, I just needed to push
through for him.

Eventually, much to my surprise, my throat started relaxing for him. He penetrated

my face enough times that my gag reflex started receding. Marcus realised this too,
as he started doing something new. He sunk his dick all the way in, kept it there,
and then he gave me a pump and called out the number 1, held it, and then brought
it out again. When he went back in, he held it, gave me two pumps and called out
"two", held it, and then pulled out.

"Let's see how high you can reach; it resets every time you gag while I'm balls
deep." This next level was increasingly challenging. At first, I could only make it
to round 4, as once he held it in my throat, and started pumping, I'd start gagging
and need to breathe by the time his fourth pump stretched my neck open. Though, I
quickly learned new ways to control myself and found that I could hold my breath
longer and longer, while also delaying my gagging fit.

Eventually, I reached a new record! I got up to 8, I remember him telling me to try

and reach 10, one pump for every year I've been alive, and so I pushed myself even
further to try and reach that level for Marcus. Not much longer and I was doing it.
Marcus would plunge his cock into my throat, his fat balls would rest themselves on
my eyes, getting snug in the contours of my face, and he would hold himself there
and take in a deep breath. Then, he'd count 1, 2, 3, 4... matching each count with
a pump of his cock in my throat. And then when he got to 10, he'd stop, hold his
cock pressed as deep as it could go, despite my whining and sputtering, and then
pull out. Letting me regain my composure. \And then we'd go again. This kept going
on until his cock was red hot.

"Damn Jacob, I've never been edged like this before. You better get ready kid.
You're gonna get the biggest load of my life in a minute." He mounted my face again
and stuck his cock back in, this time, however, there was no more counting, and no
more holding back. Marcus let out a furious groan as he started slamming his cock
into my throat again and again. His balls kept slapping my face and I could tell
his thrusts were getting harder based on how hard those balls crashed into my now
sensitive nose.
I can't remember the sounds all this cock slamming and choking was making; all I
remember was staring up at Marcus' taint as his balls kept bumping into my eyes
with every slide into my face. I could feel the building of my need to draw in
fresh air, and I couldn't hold myself back from gagging anymore. Marcus kept going,
telling me to take it, telling me to be a good boy for him, telling me I was gonna
be such a good cumdump, and that he'd be dropping his seed into me as many times as
he can from now on.

I started crying as I got overwhelmed by everything happening to me. My whole body

was overloaded with sensations of pain and pleasure, and I was struggling to
breathe and keep myself from choking. Every so often I'd have a huge gag that drew
up thick slime that erupted from around his cock where my lips were sealed around
it, and it would drop down over my face, drenching my hair and his mattress
beneath.

Loud, bumbling gags and the squelching sounds of Marcus' hips drilling himself into
my face reached a crescendo and Marcus slammed himself into my face with such force
I remember the pain in my neck from it being pushed so hard. His full body weight
was pressing down into my face, sealing off any senses, and keeping his 16-year-old
dick lodged tightly down my 10-year-old throat.

Then I felt it, the first spasm. His dick started throbbing, expanding with heat in
repeated beats. "Fuuuuucckkkkk!" Marcus groaned; his voice deeper than I was used
to. I could feel his cock sending wave after wave of his thick teenage cum straight
into my throat. I couldn't feel it inside me though, and I never tasted it. It went
straight into my belly. I was feeding off of Marcus like a baby. Suckling his cream
down while my tongue moved around trying to make some space for itself in my
overstuffed mouth. I could feel my throat muscles involuntarily swallow around his
cock, gently squeezing every last drop of his cum out.

Marcus must've gone into some kind of post-nut daze, as he kept himself in that
position. While I was proud of what I'd just achieved, not needing Marcus to tell
me what I'd just done for him was impressive, I also needed to take a breather. I
hadn't drawn in fresh air since his final shove into my face, which was definitely
over a minute ago. Eventually, I couldn't take it, and I started panicking beneath
him, trying to move my body out from under him, desperate to breathe. He just kept
himself shoved inside my mouth, not letting up.

I was thrashing myself, trying to use every muscle I had to wiggle myself off his
cock, then I heard an "Ohh yeah" from Marcus and I felt him start to move. He
finally started moving his cock back, still enjoying the wet confines of my inner
throat as they squeezed and pushed along his sensitive dick, desperate for air.

His cock slipped out of my throat but was still inside my mouth. I let in a massive
gasp of air, quickly filling my lungs, as my eyes started tearing up. I was
coughing excessively, trying to remove all the excess fluid from my throat. Marcus
just kept himself as he was, his now deflating cock still resting in my warm mouth,
as he moved his hands to my torso and started rubbing along my chest and stomach.

"You've got a belly full of my cum Jacob, I couldn't believe it earlier, but now I
know that you'll be getting a whole lot more from me," he said while rubbing my
tummy. "I can't believe you took down your throat man, well done!" he said as he
moved himself back completely and stood up. I managed to open my eyes a bit and
catch a glimpse of his wet body and it towered over me. His dick was all red and
shrunken, a small bead of after cum was forming but he stepped over me and got off
the bed and started walking to his bathroom.

I heard him turn on the shower and then heard him calling for me. I slowly moved
myself off his bed. My joints were in pain, my throat was sore, and I generally
felt like I'd just been hit by a truck or something. I wobbled as I made my way to
his bathroom, seeing him standing by the sink as he stared at himself in the
mirror. He broke eye contact with himself and looked me in the eye. His
expressionless face turned into a slight smile before he turned and stepped into
his shower cubicle, motioning for me to get in.

I felt the warm water wash over me, and then Marcus' arms reaching round me. He
hugged me, tight. It was really cute. I felt so good standing there under the hot
water, embracing his warm body, feeling his muscles under my palms and on my face
as I rested it against him. We stood there for a while just holding each other.
It's one of the nicest memories I have of him.

Marcus was too horny to stay cute forever though, and he quickly let go of me and
turned me around so that I was facing away from him. Then I saw him get on his
knees and he spread my butt cheeks again and stuck his face in it. I'd forgotten
how weird his wet kisses felt and let out a little squeak as I felt his tongue
start encircling my hole again.

"Did you stick your tongue in me last time?" I asked him. "Yeah, I did, I tongue-
fucked you!" he said before diving back in. "Could you do that again?" I asked,
hoping I wasn't overstepping. This must have been music to his ears, and I felt one
of his hands squeeze my ass cheek even harder and the other cheek got slapped. Then
I felt it. His tongue started darting in and out of my hole, forcing its way past
my tight ring, trying to lodge itself inside me. I was starting to enjoy the
sensation, and I pushed my butt further out for Marcus to have better access.

After a few minutes of standing there enjoying Marcus `tongue-fucking' me, I felt
something else slip into me, something longer, and I could feel it going up inside
me. I turned my head around and saw his middle finger slipping inside me. I
suddenly got all shocked and scared, so I quickly turned around, pulling myself
away from him. He didn't seem to mind, he just looked at me and then stuck the
finger that was previously in my butt in his mouth and started sucking on it. I
looked on as he brought the finger from his mouth and moved it to mine. I
understood what he wanted and wrapped my lips around it.

I kept my head tilted up towards him as he looked down and slid his finger in and
out of my mouth. Considering the battle I'd just had with his dick fighting its way
down inside me, I didn't feel much as his finger had a go in my mouth. I just stood
there looking up into his eyes and submitted myself to him. He smiled and leaned
down and gave me a passionate kiss. Licking the inside of my mouth, shoving his
tongue into every crevice he could access. I felt warm for him.

The hot water had started turning cold, so he turned it off. We spent a moment
standing there and staring at each other as the shame that coated our skin dripped
away. I realised what I was becoming, something inside me was now truly awake. The
loneliness I'd always felt as a child was suddenly being replaced with a desire, a
desire to serve Marcus. I still hadn't fully processed the events of that day, but
I knew for certain that Marcus and I were going to be spending more time together
from then on.

The night ended pretty quickly, we both got smashed by a wave of sleepiness as we
dried ourselves off with the same towel. Marcus slipped a clean pair of boxers on,
and I returned to my little PJs. Marcus slipped on some shoes and picked me up from
under my arms and started carrying me out. I wrapped my arms and legs around him
and rested my head on his shoulders as we made our way out of his room. When he
unlocked the door and opened it, we were both shocked to see the first light of the
day creeping into the sky.

He quickly rushed me back to bed; I was hoping Leo hadn't woken up in that time and
looked for me but when I saw that he was in the same position as when I'd gotten
myself acquainted with his little cock, I sighed relief. Marcus dropped me down
gently onto my air mattress, looked at me, and gave me a quick peck on the lips.
Before I could say anything, he turned and left the room, pulling the door closed
behind him. I layed down and replayed the day's events in my mind until I drifted
off to sleep.

After that night, I started having many more sleepovers at Leo's. I spent a night
there almost every week throughout the holidays, getting a massive load or two from
Marcus every time - by the end of the summer, I'd managed to let him use my throat
completely from start to finish, he had my head hanging off his mattress while he
was on his knees fucking my face.

The school year started a month after our first evening together, and things died
down a bit between me and Marcus. Thankfully, this changed shortly into the school
year when my mum and Leo's parents arranged for me to start going to their place
daily after school. My little brother was now going to all-day daycare, so nobody
would be around to care for me until my mum finished work in the evening.

3 days a week Leo had extracurriculars, and on those days, Marcus and I would have
the house to ourselves for a few hours. He loved making me suck on him in Leo's
bed, and we did it in his parent's bed a few times. For almost 8 months straight, I
was guaranteed at least 3 suck sessions per week with Marcus. I learned a lot in
that time, and have used those skills pretty frequently ever since. I don't know
how much of Marcus' cum I ended up swallowing over the years, but it'd be safe to
assume it was enough to fill up a fishbowl.