OPENING DOORS
BY MOORE
Part Two Chapter Four
Drew Cunningham kept his word, gladly blowing me every weekday throughout the month of May. All I had to do was give him the sign and off we went to the locker room or the bathroom where he would get down on his knees, take out my cock, and give me a blow job. I would cum in his mouth, which didn't take very long, and he'd swallow my semen. We were rarely late for our next class.
The possibility that someone might catch us in the middle of the blow job, that Drew might get caught with my dick in his mouth, was more troubling for me than it was for him.
"It's a free country," he said dismissively, the first time he blew me at school and I expressed my concern. "There's no law that says I can't give you, or any other boy or even a teacher, a blow job."
"Are you?" I asked as he unzipped my pants and took out my rigid cock. I suspected that he was blowing two other lucky boys, but I wanted to hear it from him.
Drew kissed the tip of my rigid dick before answering my question with one of his own. "Are I what?"
"Blowing any other boys," I sputtered as he tickled my balls with his tongue.
"Maybe I am," he said drawing out the words, "and maybe I'm not. Blow jobs are personal."
Ethan Lutz, my best friend, knew what was going down and who was going down when Drew and I went off together. Drew had given us both blow jobs at Ethan's house. But Ethan blew it big time by humiliating Drew, calling him a cocksucker and a fag so Drew cut him off from further blow jobs. Ethan wasn't wrong, just dumb and a little mean. He tried to explain his actions to me.
"Drew can call it a blow job or anything else he wants, but a cock in your mouth is still a cock in your mouth. Drew sucks cock, right, which makes him a cocksucker, and he let both of us cum in his mouth. C'mon, who else but a fag would eat cum?"
I'd been eating my cum and liking it, but I kept that fact to myself.
"If Drew isn't a cocksucker and a fag then nobody who sucks dick is a cocksucker and a fag...he just doesn't like that I called him one because it makes him feel inferior. Admit it, Steven, don't you feel superior to him when he's down on his knees and when your dick is in his mouth?"
"Well, yes," I admitted, "but I still don't call him a fag."
I respected Drew's wishes because I liked the daily blow jobs he gave me and I also liked Drew as a person. He was smart and funny, we had a lot in common. I wanted to ask him why he sucked dick, but I didn't want to piss him off and blow a good thing.
The good thing continued on a hot Saturday in early June. Drew invited me to spend the day at his house, to use his pool and just hang out. "A blow job too, of course," he added needlessly.
Drew lived in the richest part of town and his house was the biggest on the block. The door was opened by a man in a black suit and Drew was right behind him.
"Harris," Drew said as I entered the house, "this is my friend Steven."
"Welcome, master Steven," Harris said stiffly. "Master Drew has told me all about you."
"What's with Harris and the master stuff?" I asked Drew as we entered his bedroom.
"Harris is our butler, been with the family for years and years. He calls all young boys master, very British. He watches out for me when my folks are off on one of their adventures. Right now they're on safari in Africa. I'll be joining them in July."
"Wow! That's exciting."
"I've been all over the world," Drew explained. "Even lived in Bangkok for a year. That's where I got and gave my very first blow job and also discovered that I was a homosexual."
"How did that happen?" I asked, sensing the time might be right to satisfy my curiosity and ask him why he sucked dick.
"We had a houseful of servants in Bangkok," Drew began. "I had Kim, a native teenaged boy to take care of me. Kim woke me in the morning, dressed me, saw to my food and put me to bed at night after my bath. He slept naked at the foot of my bed."
"Why was he naked?" I asked.
"Thai boys are so different from American boys, Steven, they're not shy about their naked bodies. Kim was from a large family of farmers, uneducated, and his only chance to escape the grinding poverty in his tiny village and help his family was to find work as a servant for rich families or engage in homosexual activities as a boy prostitute. Bangkok is well known for its beautiful young boys and its many sex clubs. Kim worked in a club before he came to us."
"Was Kim a beautiful boy?"
"Oh yes, very, and sexy too. He would play with me in the bathtub, rub our soapy bodies together until I got an erection and then...."
I was getting a boner just listening to Drew. I wanted to hear more. "And then, yeah?"
"And then he would take my stiff, little penis in his mouth. I was twelve years old the first time he sucked on me, on the cusp of puberty. Kim was fourteen and he would masturbate to orgasm and ejaculate with my penis in his mouth. He was so happy a few months later when I had my very first orgasm and ejaculated in his mouth. Kim gladly swallowed all my semen and then he took me to bed, naked, where he would suck my penis again. Kim loved sucking me so much that I began to wonder what I was missing."
Drew heard me sigh and saw the movement in my crotch. He took my hand and lead me into his bathroom. "I think you need a bath," he said, stripping off his clothes. "And a blow job."
"A blow job would be great," I said, taking off all my clothes too while Drew prepared our bath in a large jacuzzi tub. The water was hot and silky with bath oil when I slipped in naked next to Drew. His head went down between my legs and then he took my hardon in his mouth. Drew loved sucking me so much that I wondered anew what I was missing.
"I really do love it when you ejaculate in my mouth," Drew said as I lay back in the swirling water, drained from a fantastic blow job. "Blowing you in a tub like this reminds me of Bangkok and Kim...and the first time I had his big penis in my mouth. What a thrill it was for me to finally suck him and eat his sperm after thinking about it for a month."
My hand floated across the water towards Drew's naked crotch, drawn like a magnet to his tiny, but very stiff dick. How long had I been jacking off in bed at night and eating my fresh cum with Drew on my mind. A month...since the first blow job. A month of wondering why Drew sucked cock and what I might be missing.
I wasn't ready to blow him, but I could give him some relief. I took hold of his cock and took one more fateful step through the opening door.
Chapter Five
"Thanks, I needed that," Drew said as we climbed out of the bathtub.
"A blow job would have been better," I said to my reflection in the mirror.
"Blow job or hand job, all that matters is that you got me off. Sorry about all the semen on your face, Steven. I should have warned you that I was about to cum. Did any of my semen get in your mouth?"
"No, no," I lied, with the lingering taste of his semen in my mouth and strings of sticky semen hanging from my chin. Drew's eyes had been closed so he didn't see the first blast of sperm spurt up at least three feet and directly into my wide open mouth, or see me swallow the thick wad of salty sperm. Mmmm, it was good. Better than eating my own. "Do you always cum so hard, so far and so much?"
"That was nothing," Drew said rather proudly. "I cum even harder when I'm blowing a boy. That's when I have my best orgasms...with a penis in my mouth."
Cumming with a cock in your mouth, holy cow! A possible clue to Drew's homosexual behavior. The question popped out before I stopped to think. "Is that why you're a cocksucker ...ooops, sorry, I mean, why you give blow jobs?"
"Partly," Drew said, ignoring my mistake. He hated to be called a cocksucker or a faggot. Ethan made that mistake and Drew cut him off from further blow jobs.
"Homosexual boys like to have sex, and cum, as much as straight boys, Steven. We're just turned on by different things. For me it's giving blow jobs to nice boys like you. Let's get dressed and I'll whip your ass on the tennis court."
Drew was a fag, but no wimp on the tennis court. He beat me three sets to none without barely breaking a sweat. I was dripping wet. "Not bad for a homo, huh," he said with a chuckle, reading my mind as we walked over to the pool. "I can blow you away on and, if you take of your clothes, blow you off the court right now."
"Here," I said, "outside? Get naked outside?"
Drew shed all his clothes and said, "Sure, why not? I come out here naked all the time. This place is private unless your ashamed for the birds to see you naked."
"What about Harris, your butler? What will he think if he sees us naked together?"
"Well, to be honest, Harris knows I'm a homosexual. He calls me a nancy boy, which is what they call gay boys in England, and he knows that I like to give blow jobs. If he sees us naked together he'll think that I'm blowing you, which I am, or that you're a nancy boy too. C'mon, let me give you a blow job."
I peeled off my wet clothes reluctantly, keeping an eye out for Harris. Drew was oblivious to everything but my stiffening cock. "I'm kind of sweaty down there," I said as went down on his knees.
Drew ignored my warning, sniffing my pubes and licking all around my sweaty balls. "Not anymore," he said, and then he took my raging hardon in his mouth.
We spent the rest of the day by the pool, naked, until the sun began to set and I had to go home. Drew insisted on a final blow job lying on his bed before I put on my clothes. I gently played with his dick and balls while he sucked my greedy cock. Drew didn't both to dress after I came in his mouth, walking me downstairs naked.
"Come back tomorrow?" Drew asked as Harris, grinning broadly, opened the front door.
"I'll check with my mom and let you know."
"Ask her if you can sleep over, there's no school on Monday."
"Okay, I'll ask."