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This story tends to stand alone but would be much more enjoyable if you read the first part; "A gentle-seduction to service"
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Cast: Old Buddy Kirk—His Son John—Mikey the servant trainee—Jared the club "trainer"—Slave boy Jean
Postscript:
It should be fun. My old high school buddy had really hit the jackpot; he was loaded now. I was surprised when I received his invitation and a few days of hunting with an old friend sounded great. He had a cabin in the mountains smack in the middle of a few hundred acres he owned. The weather was superb as I slowly traversed the hardscrabble single lane road up to his place. I thought back to when we were kids, Kirk had always been bigger and had been kinda my protector. I was always smaller without his preppy good looks.
We were opposites and I had always wondered what attracted us to each other. When it came time for college we had lost touch. Boy it would be nice to see him again. Little did I know that he thought of me more as a cockslave than a friend? This is another chapter relating my journey down the Rabbit hole of total submission.
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It's true that "education never stops" but I thought that I knew it all. I now thought of Mark as my owner. I was happy although not completely understanding of my own need to submit and serve him. I guess I just pushed it into the back of my mind instead of analyzing it.
Master Mark was working on the laptop at his desk while I slowly slurped on his cock. He reached down and grabbed my head to tilt it up. "That's nice Mikey but I've got a bit of news for you. I've got to go to Europe on business for a couple of months and cannot take you with me. You're pretty good as a cocksucker but any cocksucker can be improved so I've kinda consigned you to the training Master in my club. He'll work with you to enhance your skills while I'm away. I'm not a skilled trainer and just taught you what I liked; you'll benefit from a formal introduction to servicing your betters. Who knows maybe you'll end up as a slave for a time in the club. In any event it's what I want and you'll do it, there's no choice."
It was a lot to deal with; I was very content with my old college buddy Mark as my Master, now my little world was being turned upside down. I was resentful of being forced into this change but frankly my days of submission to Mark had made me accepting of almost anything he wanted. He must know what's best for me, right?
For the first time in a very long time I wasn't naked as I packed my meager goods for the drive to my "trainer." To say I was apprehensive would be a gigantic understatement; my mind reeled with the anxiety of serving a new Master, scared indeed.
It actually felt strange to be clothed and in a car again. The trip to my new trainer was only about 30 minutes and I had to admit the setting we entered was impressive. The trainee lived in a large stone house on gated grounds in a very upscale part of town replete with rolling hills and huge private grounds. It was simply the finest house I had ever been in. the door was opened by pretty, young man dressed only in tight shorts. He was in his twenties and ushered us into the owners study. "Jared is on a business call, can I get you some refreshment's Gentlemen?"
We both requested coffee and waited silently. I was slightly overwhelmed by this brief return to normality; I was clothed and being treated as a man, not a cockslave. It actually felt very odd. I took the time to appraise my surroundings.
The room we waited in was extremely masculine with walnut paneling, maroon drapes and the thickest, plushest rug I had ever seen. The chairs were done in very soft black leather that seemed to envelope you with warmth and comfort. The entire room was dominated by a huge wooden desk in front of the window.
My thoughts were interrupted by the appearance of the man who I now realized would be my trainer. He was about 45 or 50 years old carrying a reddish, Irish complexion and was a little pudgy. The most accurate single word to describe him would be average. "Ah, Mark so glad to see you; I see you brought the boy, good." They drank coffee and made small talk without introducing me at all; I could have been a potted plant for all the attention I received.
"This has been a pleasant visit Jared but I've got to leave you so let's get on with it." Mark said.
"Of course buddy, I forget that you're not yet a man of complete leisure like me. Let's take a look at what I've got to work with, strip down for me boy." It was another of those very strange incidents as I removed my clothes in front of two men. As I was lowering my jockey shorts the man called Jared laughed and remarked on how it was almost a rule that a cocksucker would have a small penis, I grimaced as my new trainer stood up with Mark to look me over.
I was told to lock my hands behind my head and open my mouth as Jared ran his fingers into my mouth and caressed my tongue. He grabbed my cock and balls and lightly squeezed until I let out a little yelp, he just smiled at me. "Spread your legs and bend over boy, use your hands to spread your cheeks." I'm certain I was blushing as I bent over and spread my ass globes. I had to wince as he silently plunged his index finger into my ass. "He's kind of tight isn't he, have you fucked him yet?"
"Yeah I did but I wasn't using anything like that club you carry in your crotch though" Mark said. Master Jared pulled out his finger and motioned me to straighten up. Without ceremony he just stuck his sticky, dirty fingers in my mouth. I knew what to do and licked and sucked them clean. He stared into my eyes as he used my cleansing mouth.
"Well Mark, by the time you get back he'll be a great "Body-slave" for you. It actually works out pretty good for me; my boy has to work at the club for a couple of weeks so having him to train relieves me of borrowing a slave. It'll be just the two of us here."
"I've got to go Jared; Mikey listen to Master Jared and learn, you need this to be my "boy." I nodded my head and replied Yes Master as he left. I was alone.
"Sit on the floor Mikey; I'm going to talk to you about your training and what you have to learn. Before we start let me call my boy before he leaves." Master Jared pressed a button and in a few minutes the boy who had let me in arrived. Master just motioned and the boy sunk to his knees and opened Jared's pants. In a moment the boy had fished out the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was easily 7 or 8 inches long and thick enough to make me wonder if this slim boy could get it in his mouth. The head looked like a big, purple egg with an eye. "Go ahead Jean; suck me off while I talk to our new guest. While we're talking Mikey I want you to watch how eagerly Jean sucks me off, watch as he takes my prick right into his throat. When we're done training you'll be able to take a horse cock all the way down to the root."
It actually was amazing to watch how very proficient this Jean boy was, he would take it deep and use lip action to stimulate the cock as he withdrew. Watching those lips work made me hard. When Master's cock was buried into Jean's gullet he told the boy to hold it there; it was even more amazing as he held it there even after he began choking and gasping with tears streaking down his cheeks. I swear he was turning blue before Master let him up to breathe. "Do you see how totally dedicated he is Mikey; you know it's quite pleasurable having a boy's throat spasm and contract around his cockhead, very nice indeed. Make me cum now Jean."
The boy went into a frenetic sucking action up and down with those active lips until Master loudly sighed as he filled the boy's mouth. Jean didn't swallow but instead opened his cummy mouth to show his Master and me. He swallowed only when told to and was dismissed to go to the "club" only after he undressed his Master and helped him on with a fluffy, white robe.
Jared spoke in a low, soft voice; "We're alone now boy, time to get acquainted. I've discovered that a little discussion of where we're going kind of speeds the process along with a virgin cocksucker. Oh I know you think you're experienced and know who you are but trust me you've got a lot to learn; treating you as completely new to submission will teach you things you didn't know existed. The basic setup here is that you've been punked by your old college friend Mark who has now consigned you to me for training as a body slave, a personal cocksucker; that my dear Mikey is where you stand today. My treating you as a newbie will teach you the simple truth that you are a submissive cocksucker that way in the back of his mind wants nothing better than pleasing men. I'll bring those thoughts out for you to ponder."
"Let me try a little psychobabble here as I try to define what your thoughts are. I'll bet that you're only really happy when your face is in a guy's crotch. I mean the tingly, erotic kind of happiness only possible when you realize who and what you are. I have ways to free you to be what you were born to be, an uninhibited "slave to cock. Let's begin by stating the obvious; in this world of sexy women and alpha males there is a category of submissive girly-boys who want only to submit and service the alpha males. By now you've somewhat accepted that this is who you are but I'll make the reality of this your reason for living."
"Normally your Masters would agree that boys like you have tongues only to lick a man's ass but for this interview you're allowed to talk" Jared said.
I was very flattered that Jared, my trainer actually wanted to talk to me, was interested in my thoughts. We made small talk about my education, the weather and my musical interests for quite a while. Jean had furnished a couple of manhattans and as our conversation went on so did my relaxation. It was the first time in a month that I was allowed to be just "normal." By the second Manhattan I was mellow enough to forget that I was naked. Jared brought me up short with an end to our little talk.
Jared couldn't have been nicer. He was very kind and very gentle with me. He was very clear in telling me that this little sexual encounter we were to have was for my benefit and that I didn't have to go through anything that made me at all uncomfortable, at least during my training. After what I had already been through with Kirk I knew that there could be little that would shock me now.
"I know you think you're an expert cocksucker with nothing to learn; it's not so easy and I'll teach you the right way to please a cock. I like to start from scratch just like your mouth was virgin. It might seem a little hokey to you at first but it'll make you a better cocksucker, that's what you want even if you can't admit it yet," Jared said.
He led me over to a spot in front of the fireplace and asked to me to kneel down on the soft carpet. I felt genuinely horny for the first time all day; his soft, friendly voice was seductive. He stood before me and I was eye level at his crotch. I was finding it difficult to breathe with the anticipation of it all heightened by the booze.
"Get your face in there and sniff around. That man smell is what you crave. Look around at my balls, how big and full of cum they are. See the little hairs on them, why don't you run your tongue over them now, just a little. Do you see those big veins running up my cock, they'll be delivering my cum to your mouth very soon."
"I usually never let a cocksucker use his hands but for this little orientation we're having go ahead and fondle my cock and balls; do you feel the weight of a man's balls, how soft the skin is?"
Jared then positioned himself with his ass hanging off the chair while talking to me. "Ok Mikey now spread my legs and look at my asshole, see the little crinkled up opening that you'll soon be licking? Take your finger and very gently rub it across my hole, just think how your tongue will feel as it licks up and down the ass crack."
"OK, Mikey," he continued. "Here's what we're going to do. We're going to get you used to sucking a cock. You need to just take some time to get used to how it feels in your mouth. It's important to remember that there's no time limit with this kind of thing. Just relax and enjoy it, like a nice glass of good wine at a meal or something."
I grinned at that one. I remember just weeks before telling another friend that I wanted to try being a vegetarian. "You mean no meat at all" my friend said. Here I was looking at a magnificent piece of man-meat.
"Then, after this" said Jared, breaking me out of my daydream, "we're going to work toward some deep-throating. Don't expect that you'll get it right off the bat; it's not as easy as it looks. We'll need a few sessions to tame the gag reflex and I've a few training aids if we need to go that route. I'm also going to ejaculate my cum into your mouth and I want you to get used to the taste of jism before swallowing too. You've had some cum before but I want you to begin thinking of it as the ultimate sacrament and the ritual of swallowing as confirmation that you're a cocksucker that has pleased his man. Does that sound OK to you?"
Wow, he was actually asking me if I was all right with this; I was flattered.
Jared's matter-of-factness did a number on me. I had tasted semen before and at that exact moment I knew I wanted it. I had been forced, coerced into it before, now I really wanted it. I found myself wishing he would stop talking and get on with it. I could see his hard-on pointing northward. I was horny like I'd never been horny before. There is something very erotic about conversations about sex, as I look back on it, this was foreplay.
I must have said something, though I can't remember what. He reached down and touched my cheek and, looking me in the eyes, said warmly, "Don't worry. It's going to be all right. You're going to have a lot of fun, not just with me, but with Kirk too."
I wanted to get to sucking, but again more instruction from my patient well-hung teacher. "This is important, for the duration of the blowjob; you have to realize that this penis is yours. It belongs to you, to worship and pleasure. You're the boss of it. If you take pleasure in it, if you treat it like the best lollipop you've ever had in your life, believe me, I'll be in heaven. That's the key. OK, why don't you first just feel it? Take it and rub it lightly across your cheeks, lips and face."
I did what I was told, then took the head of the penis into my mouth.
"Excellent," said my trainer. "Remember time is no issue. We have all the time in the world. Don't be shy about anything. Look at this cock you've examined so closely. Now you want to learn everything what makes it happy. It's your new toy, see what it can do."
I didn't really know what he was talking about, but I was enjoying that cock head in my mouth. I thought it was surprisingly warm and silky smooth. I idly wondered if maybe he used some sort of a lotion.
"You're doing great," Jared said. "It feels really great. Now, another thing, and this separates the good blowjobs from the bad. A blowjob involves the mouth only, never the hand. That's what separates a male cocksucker from a girl. Too many women get involved in the pumping thing with their hands and that's no good. That just sends the message you want this to get over with, be done with it. After you get started, it's a good rule to follow, never use your hands. You can put your hands on his legs or his ass cheeks or fondle his balls but don't jerk him off or play with yourself. Concentrate only on his pleasure; a really good cocksucker is focused enough to only be able to cum when there is a cock in his mouth. Serving a cock is what you were born to do."
I followed his instructions and used my hands to get a good feel of those muscular legs. His cock felt so good in my mouth like it had always belonged there. Jared had a nice deep voice and whenever he spoke I felt a subtle rumble that vibrated in his prick. It was really amazing and an incredible turn-on. I fought the urge to stick my hand on my own cock.
This subtle mouth action went on for a while until Jared finally spoke again.
"OK, now go as deep on my prick as your gag reflex will allow but no further."
I swallowed his cock deeper and felt it moving to the back of my throat; it was almost to the point where I was gagging.
"Now, just hold it there for a while. Let your throat relax as it gets used to a cock plugging its opening."
I held it for several seconds then tried to go just a bit further, before coming up for air. I was wild with lust and really wanted him to grab my head and mouth fuck me right there but I knew he wouldn't.
"OK. Let's take a little break; relax and drink some water before we go on. The next step will bring you to the throat-fuck stage." I appreciated the break that Jared had given me but I remained very anxious about throating his big cock.
My trainer continued talking as I sipped the water; his soft, soothing voice kept me on edge, nervous and excited.
"Attitude is another important element. I've found through the years of training boys that they have to really WANT to suck a cock to do it right. It's kind of a religious experience for a born cocksucker and you gotta have the right attitude. Saliva, saliva, saliva is all important. You'll be drooling all over my crotch; it'll be dripping wet with your spit. All guy's like a wet sucking hole and a hot mouth is perfect."
"Yet another thing a lot of boys don't understand is that a man's genitals are made up of a lot of different parts. It isn't just a stiff pole. There's the cumslit / piss slit, the crown, the edge of the crown, the prenium, the cum-vein, the shaft itself, his pubic hair, two balls and every single one of these areas are sensitive to oral attention. A mix of lips, tongue and throat with the right combination of deep swallowing along with the cocksucker's attention to the cumslit produce great pleasure. Showering your Master's rigid prick r and especially his balls with big lip smacking wet sloppy kisses lets your owner know just how much you adore and lust after his manly pride. You must always seek to please him; every guy needs to have his cock worshipped the right way. This is almost certain to result in his shooting a sticky load into your mouth cunt. Your Master's cum is the highest compliment a cocksucker can aspire to; it's your reward."
"Now get your lips around it again." I did as he said. "That's the way; just slide your lips up and down along it."
This was like a step by step guide to cocksucking; Jared was patient yet very insistent. I did as he said; pleased he was taking it easy on me. My own cock began to stiffen as the taste of his precum filled my mouth. "Good, good boy." He praised again.
I felt a guiding hand on the back of my head. He dictated the rhythm of my sucking. I just kept sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, eyes closed, letting the hand guide me.
"Good, good." More praise from Jared. "You're a good little cock sucking faggot aren't you, Jared said." He released his hand from my head. I kept on sucking his cock with the same rhythm as a few more strokes went by.
"Now that's good for a start." He said. "But we're going to have to get a little more forceful if you're going to be proficient at cocksucking."
Jared then grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back to look at him. Our eyes met, he starred at me intently. I felt the soft textured tip of his cock trace across my lips and around my jaw as he gazed down at me. His eyes mesmerized me; I wanted nothing as much as pleasing him in whatever way he wanted. Jared let go of me and I enveloped his thick cock with my lips once more, bobbing up and down on it.
"Ok." He said. I felt his fingers tracing across my chin and cheek. "Let's take it up a notch, I think you're ready." He told me.
The anticipation of what he was going to do filled my body. I could feel my heart pounding forcefully inside my chest. A bizarre mix of horniness, dreaded anticipation and downright fear filled me. I kind of knew that this was the "easy bit" but didn't want to think about what was to come.
"Go on boy, you're now just a cocksucking slut. Get it all in your mouth. So far you've been blowing me like a little girl; it's time you take my cock like a man." Jared stated in that same soothing voice, as if he was talking about the weather.
My own cock was impossibly hard as his words hit home. Something about his quiet forcefulness awoke the part of me that wanted to gorge myself on his beautiful cock. I was hot as hell but the fear and apprehension remained. I leaned in to take more of his prick into my mouth. Then I felt both his hands clasping my head, pulling me down towards his crotch, gently at first but then with more force.
I shut my eyes tight and reached up with my own hands pressing against his hips in a vain attempt to stop the movement. He thrust his groin forwards and his cock slid further into my mouth, too far. I gagged in a terrible panic, coughing and spluttering with drool gushing out of my mouth. I was pushing full force against him trying to hold him away. Jared gripped ever tighter holding my face down, deeper and deeper. I struggled for breath as he held on. Then, after a second he let go. I fell backwards gulping down some air.
Suddenly he was pleasant and soothing again. "Ok," said Jared, completely unphased by my discomfort, "you almost had it up to here." Pointing to about half way along his shaft. I coughed, and then swallowed trying to get rid of the strange tickling spasm in my throat. "Get back here and try again, it's what I want." He was being nice but showing no mercy.
I wanted it over; gasping for air had scared me. Jared though, had years of experience with other cocksuckers and knew it wouldn't be that easy for a novice like me to do even though it was my destiny. I got up on to my knees and surged with open mouth towards his cock. I took the small length that I was comfortable with in my mouth and sucked. Sucking harder and faster than I'd done before.
"Ha, ha." Jared chuckled. "You're supposed to be taking the whole length boy; there will be no half measures allowed." His hands grabbed me again and brought my face down on him once more, his penis bludgeoning into the back of my throat.
I coughed and spluttered again instinctively trying my hardest to push him away.
The panic spread through me again as Jared prevented my release. I felt saliva oozing out of my mouth, flowing down my chin, wetting his balls. My eyes opened for a split second and could see I was still inches away from his groin.
Jared let go of me and I recoiled backwards. I felt like bursting into tears but knew it wouldn't bother Jared in the slightest; he would just carry on feeding his huge cock into my mouth.
Jared shuffled forwards and slapped his cock against my bottom lip. "Come on! Again!" He said hurriedly. I began sucking again; the gentle novice way that I was comfortable with.
"No, no, no!" He barked. "You've got to take it all." Once again his hands grabbed at my hair.
"No!" I implored. "Let me try to do it!" Trying to at least gain a little bit of control.
"Go on then. Take it all." He said sternly. I engulfed his cock with my mouth once more and slowly began sliding my lips towards his crotch. I reached the point of gagging and shot back again.
"Go on." Jared insisted. My mouth slipped along his cock once more. I grabbed at his buttocks and pulled myself in toward him. His cock hit the back of my throat again. I gripped tight, ramming myself down on his cock as the sound of muffled choking and spluttered filled the room.
"Good!" Said Jared, seemingly delighted to see me choke myself on his cock. I pulled back after a few seconds unable to take any more. "Do it again." He insisted.
I knew I'd have to do it or he'd just force me again. I buried my face down on his cock once more. He pushed my head forward as the gooey saliva flowed from my mouth. I stayed there desperately trying to control my gagging and choking. He yanked my head off his cock and pulled it back to look up at him.
"Go on, one more time. Go for the record." I spat down on his cock, trying to make it easier to swallow. Then began sliding down it again. More quickly this time. I sucked down on it as far as I could go, as far as I felt was physically possible. "Hold it." Jared ordered. I stayed there, desperate to back away. "Hold it."
I could take no more and fell back collapsing on the floor. I sat there slumped in a heap, coughing and spluttering again, feeling the saliva dripping down from my chin onto my body.
"Ok." barked Jared. "You're nowhere near throating this cock and you're doing it wrong." He jumped up onto the bed and knelt there. Impatiently he pulled me up alongside him. "Do you want to throat this cock boy?" He asked. I shook my head. "Tough shit. All cocksuckers have to know how to throat a cock. Go back." He instructed. "You've got to be stretching forwards, your chin in line with your neck otherwise your throat isn't straight. Now suck."
A rough hand grabbed my hair as I tentatively leant forwards. My gapping mouth fell upon his prick. "Now." Said Jared. "When you hit your limit, keep on like you're swallowing something and it'll slide right in."
Two hands pulled me down onto him. The cock hit the back of my throat. Desperately I tried to swallow like he said. Swallowing over and over again. His hands released me and I instantly shot backwards. A trail of the thickest, gooiest, drool suspended from my mouth to the shaft of cock I had to swallow.
"Again! Quickly!" Ordered Jared, his hands already pulling me into position. As his dick tunneled into my mouth I remembered to swallow hard. Swallowing over and over. I could see the base of his shaft edging closer. Somehow I was swallowing his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I tried to swallow again as the tip of my nose brushed against his dark pubic hair. His hands released me again and I shot back. A glass full of thick gooey saliva poured from my mouth. I gasped desperately for breath.
"Again!" Jared shouted. I grabbed onto his wrists to try to fend him off.
"No, please. Don't pull me." I pleaded.
"Then do it. Nose to the pubes. Do it now!"
I leaned forward and took his prick into my mouth once again. I didn't want to do it but he was so forceful. It was better that I have some control by forcing myself. I pushed my face down onto him and as I started to gag I made sure to make the swallowing motion over and over. Jared let out a deep groan. Slowly my face edged down towards him, his hard cock sliding finally deep down into my throat.
I took his length as far as possible, my nose just being tickled by the ends of his dark hair. I held the position for a second before recoiling back. Jared's dick was now slick with saliva. He suddenly stood up.
"Lie down here." He ordered. "On your back. Head here." He pointed.
As I coughed and swallowed to remove the feeling from my throat Jared put me into the position he wanted me in. I was lying naked on the couch with my head over the edge, looking upside down at him. I watched from my inverted view as he approached my head and placed his hands on my face. He knelt down on one knee and I could see his approaching cock right in front of my face; it looked enormous from my upside down perch.
"Now it's time to get serious." He said. "Open wide." I did as he said. Brutally he plunged his cock into my mouth, inching it down my throat. My whole body spasmed. I twisted and turned furiously to get away.
"Hey! Hey! Hey, boy, stop that!" Yelled Jared.
I jumped up coughing, choking and feeling like I was going to be sick. Jared threw me back down as he wrestled me back into position for this deep throating exercise. I fought back but was easily overpowered. Tears welled up and began streaming from my eyes as I realized there was no getting away.
"Open your mouth." He ordered. My face screwed up with anguish and tears. When would it stop?
"Please, I can't do it. Please, Sir." I pleaded.
"Open your mouth!" He ordered sternly. He was now holding my body down with his arms as he leaned over me using his full body weight. His cock nuzzled against the tightly closed lips of my upside down head.
"Open your mouth!" He said in that seductive, calm, soft voice. Tentatively I relaxed my jaw. Master Jared leaned forward feeding in his cock. It simply slipped deep down inside my throat. His hands held my head tight. I knew that struggling was futile so I submitted to this invasion. Desperately I tried to swallow. Saliva and precum poured down from my mouth and into my nose. Jared's balls nestled tightly against my face. Slowly he pulled out. I gasped and coughed.
"One more time." Jared said with tenderness. I felt his thick cock lumber onto my lips.
Silently I opened wide allowing him to continue using me for his pleasure. His slick cock slid slowly down into me. He held it for a moment then bucked his hips a few times before pulling out. Ever so slowly he began fucking my throat, in and out, deeper each time until his cock was fully buried in my gullet. He pulled out and rested it for a second with only his cockhead on my lips. Once again he pushed it in all the way and I found myself eagerly accepting this cock into my throat. I was doing it; his entire cock was buried in my mouth, plugging my throat. I was proud.
Suddenly he let out a loud groan as he pulled out with his cock slick with bubbling saliva. I saw the trail of cum oozing from my mouth to the tip of his cock again. Just as I began to taste the sperm he pumped his cock with his fist and a second load shot out onto my face. I lay on the bed, feeling it slide down my cheek.
I lay naked on the couch, face wet with a mix of saliva and semen. I croaked and swallowed, trying to get rid of the tickle feeling in my throat. For the first time since it began I had time to breathe without an erect cock being shoved into my mouth. At that moment I felt glad for the respite and proud of my accomplishment.
There was little time to rest for Jared quickly motioned me to my knees.
Jared smiled as he spoke; "That was pretty good for a first time throat fucking. The first time is the worst but now you know you can do it. With a little practice you'll be able to take a horse cock right into your gullet without being forced. The majority of cocksuckers that can deep throat cock still gag on the first attempt. That's Ok; it's actually pretty enjoyable having a boy's throat muscles spasm around your cock head as it first pokes though."
I had done it; I could take a cock right to the balls. I couldn't wait to blow Kurt and show off my new skills.