Oscar yelled back "PHOTOSHOP" to each taunt, comment and name that was called.
It started from the time he lifted his leg off the cycle and adjusted his backpack. The parking lot was a long walk from his first class. So there was plenty of time for those who had seen the Internet photo to stare, mutter, giggle let alone call out, "HEY FAG" "SUCKER" "WANT SOMETHING TO EAT?" "QUEER" "GOT ONE FOR YOU RIGHT HERE" "HERE BOY HERE BOY"
He blushed. But then his Norwegian skin always had a red blush. And along with his thick blonde hair, he was pretty. He knew it and hated it.
One summer Oscar dyed his hair black to his mother's dismay rather then being petted by relatives, winked at, call blonde boy or other cute names he hated.
"PHOTOSHOP PEOPLE PHOTOSHOP" he had rehearsed what he was going to say, trying different inflections, a variety of expressions and levels of yelling. He wanted to seem bored at the repeated comments, not too angry and not embarrassed.
"Hey Osc, you gotta see this, click on www.surpriseshots.com" Donnie called as Oscar was trying to absorb some dates and events for the next days history test.
"SHIT" was all Oscar could say. The screen revealed his unmistakable face. The cheeks, the blonde hair, his school jersey. But the bad part was the wetness on his face, the drops dangling from his thick lips and the cock that his lips surrounded.
He knew who the cock belonged to. Mitchell couldn't be identified however. The cock was thick straight hard and obviously flowing sperm into and spilling out of Oscar's mouth.
One could see the jeans but there was nothing unique about them. They could have been anybody's jeans.
And the additional bad part was it was obvious Oscar was sucking for all it's worth, tasting, swallowing and not ill at ease whatsoever. This was not the first cock that had enjoyed his lips. He wasn't being forced; his eyes were open glancing upward.
His expression was certainly "Please sir I want some more" type.
"FUCK" He said.
"IS THAT YOU?" Donnie asked. The fact that one of his best friends asked the question gave Oscar the idea of saying "Photoshop" if anybody asked.
"SO THAT"S WHERE YOU AND MITCHELL WENT" Donnie laughed not waiting for a response to his first question.
"God how did you find this?" Oscar answered the questions with his question.
"DANBY CALLED ME" Donnie said "AND ANDY HAD CALLED HIM"
"Christ how many saw this damn thing? It's badly done, shit fucking kids with Photoshop" Oscar test drove his response.
"GET READY I THINK EVERYBODY SAW IT, OR THEY WILL BY TOMORROW" Donnie said ignoring the lame excuse his friend offered.
"CHRIST I CAN"T GO TOMORROW" Oscar said
"YOU GOTTA, BIG TEST. JUST SAY WHAT YOU TOLD ME IF ANYBODY SAYS ANYTHING. PROBABLY ONLY THE COMPUTER NERDS ANYWAY" Donnie lied. He had another question to ask.
"You suck cock before?" Oscar's cabin mate asked the previous summer. He was dropped off at the gate with his backpack, game boy and the letter hiring him as a Junior Counselor.
It didn't take him long to settle in; find the boat house he was to use while teaching little kids about sailing. He wore his Champion Sailing Polo Shirt that day.
"Man take that thing off, everybody will think you're a jerk" the guy said. Another junior counselor had shown him which was his bunk to use.
The summer went well and after discovering the special fun that the Junior Counselors had he got experience quickly joining in.
The first midnight discovery was finding his friend cabin mate and others jacking each other off. His arrival was welcomed and soon Oscar was shirtless being initiated the way they did every newbee.
He was covered with sperm as the group started a second round of masturbation. He wiped some of the sperm off his lips. "Is that all?" he asked.
Then Steve, the cabin mate, moved close and his cock touched Oscar's lips. "Want some?" He licked the cum dripping cock and sucked it in like a huge spaghetti noodle.
"Yea my first" he said.
"Let me teach you" Steve spent the summer giving tips and tricks to Oscar.
But he wasn't sure if it was just being horny or as he suspected he was gay after all. Each time he sucked cock, swallowed sperm, felt it flow off his chin and drip onto his bare shoulders, he loved it.
"God you're getting good at this" Steve said "I bet there's a few others that would enjoy this. Want some more cock?"
"Shit man, I can't get a reputation here" Oscar said "but maybe Yallowman" he liked the corn fed tall all American athlete who taught swimming.
"Shit that's easy" Steve said "but you gotta suck Brenowitz, cause Yallowman will tell him" Steve said.
And so Oscar's reputation as a really good always hungry cocksucker spread. By the end of the summer, Oscar didn't care that he was gay as he suspected. He loved sucking cock.
"PHOTOSHOP" he spouted the words as he entered the classroom amidst more giggles, muttering and some blatant crotch grabbing.
Donnie settled beside him just as the Professor assistant passed out test booklets. It was hard. But Oscar was grateful for the mental challenge. It forced him to forget his problem as he regurgitated the facts, dates and occurrences the rest demanded.
"Hey man I have one question" Donnie grabbed Oscar's arm as they headed out the door.
"Why Mitchell?" he asked.
"Dunno, it just happened" Oscar knew he was admitting to Donnie that indeed the photo on the internet was him, hungry for cock.
"Hey man how was your summer?" Mitchell asked and Oscar told him about the kids, the water events, the satisfaction of teaching sailing and about some of the other Counselors.
"What about a guy called Chris Yallowman?" Mitchell was smiling evily.
"Uh yea he was one of the other Jr. Counselors. You know him?" Oscar didn't dare look at Mitchell.
"Yea he's my cousin. He tells me a certain blonde counselor was the king cocksucker last summer, know anything about that?"
Oscar was nervous.
"Tell you what, show me. If you do a bad job I'll know it wasn't you." Mitchell said as they arrived at Oscar's house.
Oscar could have said something acceptable like "fuck you" or "you wish".
But for a reason Oscar couldn't remember deciding, he was half naked and kneeling as Mitchell aimed his hard cock at his mouth. He sucked it in. It had been two months since he left his summer job. The cock fit perfectly and he didn't care what Mitchell thought at that point.
The cum that spurted against the back of his throat was thick and so many eruptions happened he almost chocked. But by then Oscar knew he wanted to swallow and swallow he did.
"Shit man that was you" Mitchell said "I got my own private cocksucker. Tell you what.."Mitchell bent over and dove his hand down Oscar's pants.
"We can keep each other happy" he began to jack Oscar's erection inside his pants until he unbuckled them so his sperm wouldn't shoot inside.
"Chris and I been messing around since we were kids" Mitchell explained. "Maybe we three can get together when he visits Thanksgiving"
"Cool" Oscar was still licking his lips. "Let's keep this on the DL" The look on Mitchell's face said that was a silly thing to say as it obvious.
Oscar and Donnie trudged across the grass towards the parking lot.
"So, why not me?" Donnie asked.
Oscar turned to see Donnie's smiling face. His crotch seemed to reveal some growth.
Oscar smiled back. He had been concerned that his best friends wouldn't understand, in fact they would reject him once he was known as what he was. So he remained closeted.
"Why not?" He smiled knowing that he would have an unending resource between Mitchell and Donnie, let alone some of the offers he had heard that he suspected weren't taunts at all.
"Come on, nobody's home this afternoon" Donnie said, his crotch bulging more.
Oscar had looked forward to returning to the summer camp as a Junior Counselor next summer but he looked forward to the next couple of hours more.