Getting Educated About Cocksucking By Danny Smith
This story is a fantasy and the characters are fiction. It's about a student in an all-boys' school who is taught by various teachers some of the finer points of cocksucking. Each chapter is intended as a sort of standalone, which is why they're titled. If a topic doesn't sound interesting to you, you can still go on to the next without missing anything.
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Part One -- Don't Use Your Teeth
I'm just a regular kid in high school, currently a sophomore. I love going to school, and I'm enjoying my classes. I'm in a private all-boys school, which suits me just fine. I like boys. And men.
Some of my classmates know about me, some don't. Sometimes it matters, sometimes it doesn't. Just depends on who I'm with at the time. I'm into extra-curricular stuff and enjoy sports, at least some of them like track and basketball. Not so much into football, at least partly because the guys on the teams are intimidating. And cute. I'm not sure I could control myself in the locker room, and there's no sense taking chances.
But today I had a problem. One of the upperclassmen and I had gotten into it. He was razzing me a little too much. Some of the guys kid me, but this guy was getting vicious about it. We tangled. It got broken up pretty quickly, but I wanted to try and put a stop to it right away. My idea was to go to the school counselor and get some advice. Not looking to tattle on anyone, but...well, I just needed some help. That's what I got, although it turned out to be a little different than the kind I thought I was asking for.
"Hey Tyler what can I do for you?" Mr. Cain, the counselor, was really a good guy and seemed to care about all the boys. Good looking too. He was about 6'2" or 6'3", really fit, dark hair, brown eyes, 5:00 shadow and hairy arms. The kind of guy I could really go for. Of course that would have landed him in jail and me in juvenile detention, but that's how I felt.
"Well, Mr. Cain," I answered, "it's not me it's some of the other guys. They're picking on me and calling me names."
"That's not good. You know this school has a tough policy against bullying. What's going on?"
"Well they mostly call me names."
"Like what?"
"Um, is this confidential?"
"Sure Tyler."
"They call me stuff like queer. And fag. And...cocksucker."
"Oh, Tyler that's so wrong of them. You know you're not a queer. And you're not a fag. But...let's face it Tyler...you are a cocksucker. Everyone knows that."
"Huh?"
"Don't worry. Hey, I'm the counselor and I'm supposed to know what's going on here."
"Does...everyone know?"
"I can't speak for all the students, but pretty much all the faculty. But don't worry. I'm not judgmental at all. And the school is really open and understanding about these kinds of things. But you know our motto." He pointed to a poster on the wall of a soldier in uniform leading the charge up a hill. "`Give it your best!' That means that whatever you do in life you should strive to be the best that you can. Even at cock sucking."
"So you don't think it's wrong?"
"No it's not. It's only wrong if you're not good at it." He paused for several moments. "Well, Tyler. Are you? Are you good at it?"
I hesitated before answering. "I don't know. I try to be. But sometimes guys tell me I'm using my teeth too much. And sometimes they laugh at me if I gag. And I don't like to swallow. Some guys get mad if I spit it out."
"All those are problems that we can help you solve. Most of them are just a matter of technique. And you'll get better if you practice. Or if someone shows you some tips." He paused again and I grappled with what I was hearing. Then he asked, "What kind of boys...or men...do you like?"
I was really unsure about where this conversation was heading, but he was so friendly and made me feel so comfortable I decided to be truthful. "Well, see that soldier in the poster? Guys like him. And firemen. And policemen. And cowboys. Lumberjacks. Oh and lifeguards!"
I could have rattled off another dozen of the manly, blue-collar types that really got my dick hard, but he cut me off. "Okay, I think I understand. I know what it takes to please that kind of man. You can do it too, if you learn to be the best cocksucker around. So... would you like me to do that? Would you like me to give you some tips?"
"But Mr. Cain what do you know about...you know...giving head?" I knew Mr. Cain was married and I was genuinely confused by that.
"Tyler, I've had a lot of girlfriends in my life. And all of them, plus my wife now, all of them are good at sucking my cock. Why? Because I taught them how. Plus, it's not like I've never sucked a dick before."
I almost fell out of my chair. "What?! You? You've sucked a dick?"
"Sure Tyler. Lots of times. It's fun. It's just sex. And who doesn't like sex? Would you like me to give you some pointers? I just want to see you succeed."
"G -- gosh," I stammered. "I...I guess so."
Mr. Cain, pushed his chair back from his desk and swiveled it around. "Come over here and I'll be happy to show you what a really good blow job feels like." I stood up and started to walk to his side of the desk. He said softly, "First things first, Tyler. Lock the door."
I did as he asked. I was in a sort of daze. My heart was pounding. When I stood beside him I didn't know what to expect. What happened surprised me. He got up out of his chair, then went down on his knees in front of me. He undid my belt and opened the pants of my school uniform. Then he pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles.
"You've got a nice cock, Tyler. It looks manly, especially on you. Not many boys your age have a dick like that. Nice size, too." He stopped for a second and nuzzled my cock, sticking his nose deep in my pubes like he was trying to smell me. I was getting hard, fast.
"Now one thing to remember is to try and take your time. Don't rush into it if you don't have to. Sometimes it's important to be quick, but if you're not worried about getting caught, just relax. Show your top how much you appreciate him, and how thankful you are for what he's about to do for you."
"I never thought about it like that. I always thought he should appreciate what I was doing for him."
"And of course he should -- and he will. But respecting the cock that's in front of you is part of the total enjoyment. Both yours and his."
He started licking my shaft and then put my balls in his mouth. I never dreamed anything could feel so sensuous. He really was an expert. He put my cock in his mouth and I was in heaven. The way his tongue massaged the head felt so intense I couldn't believe it. And then he began to slowly work his way down the shaft, taking more and more into his mouth. The whole time his lips felt like velvet, not even the slightest hint of teeth.
I think he instinctively knew what I was thinking because he looked up at me said, "See how I'm using my mouth? My lips are covering my teeth. Like this..." He looked up at me and made his mouth into an "O" shape with his teeth covered by his lips. "That way the cock can go all the way down my throat and you won't feel any biting or pinching. Do you understand?"
My legs were starting to tremble. "Yes, Sir," I stammered.
"Good. And use lots of tongue. Keep it in mind the next time you go down on a guy, and remember, first and foremost, you want to give this guy the maximum amount of pleasure you can, no matter who he is."
"Yes, Sir. Mr. Cain this is amazing. I never knew it could be like this."
He smiled a beautiful smile and I looked into his eyes with new-found respect and admiration. A cool dude like Mr. Cain was actually a cocksucker, just like me!
"Okay, Tyler, I'm going to finish you off now. When you get close, don't worry about anything. There won't be any mess. Just shoot it into my mouth, as hard and as deep as you want to." And with that he started sucking my cock again, going all the way down to the root with each stroke then coming all the way out to the tip. He never let the tip get out of his warm mouth though.
Soon I was close. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. It was at this point that, if I had been the one doing the sucking, I would have pulled off and finished up by jacking the guy's dick until he shot. But not Mr. Cain -- he was clearly a pro! He kept right on going, even when I tried to warn him. "Oh...it's getting close...I'm...I'm so close...please...don't...stop... here it is...." And with that I shot a huge load into his warm and willing mouth.
I halfway expected him to gag or to pull off, or spit it out or something. But I should have known better. This was a man who knew what he was doing. A pro. An expert. I could actually hear him swallowing as my jizz filled up his mouth and he took it down his throat. It was a wonderful sound, and it made my feelings for him swell up. I wanted to be just like him some day.
"Mr. Cain, how can I learn to do that? I want to be that good."
"Great, Tyler, I'm proud to hear you say that. And believe me you can be. Like I said, it's just a matter of practice and a few tips. I've given you just a couple but already I think you're going to do better."
"Yes Sir! I'll remember everything you taught me. Can you give me more tips right now?"
"Yes, of course, but I think it might be better to get some additional training on the finer points of sex with other men. Some guys are better at some aspects of cocksucking than others, and you probably want to be an all-around expert."
"Absolutely! I want to be the All-American champion!"
"That's the spirit! Well, here's my suggestion. Each of the teachers here has some area of learning that they're expert in. It's the same with cocksucking. Let me line up a few of the better teachers for you. You can get together any time you'd like and see what they have to show you. If you're serious about this, it will be really valuable training for you."
"Oh Sir, that would be fucking awesome." Then I quickly added, "Sorry Sir, didn't mean to say it that way."
"No worries, son, you and I are on the same page. And we've now been intimate with each other. That makes for a kind of bond between us. You know you can be comfortable and open with me. I'll do the same with you."
I felt warm and protected. Just the way it is in my fantasies at night when I'm jacking off. I love dreaming about big strong men who will take care of me. And who let me take care of them. Firemen. Soldiers. Cowboys. Policemen. Suddenly I realized that whatever my future career would be, I would always strive to be a first-class cocksucker. I wanted my lessons to start right away.
When I said as much to Mr. Cain, he responded "Let me make a few phone calls to the others. Most of the training will have to take place here at school because the teachers I'm thinking of are almost all married or have girlfriends. Come back tomorrow and we'll talk about who's next."
To be continued...