OPENING DOORS
BY MOORE
Part Three Chapter Six
"You're very sunburned," my mom said as I greeted her in the kitchen. My dad was there too, drinking a beer. "Did you go to the beach."
I grabbed a coke from the fridge. "I was at a friend's house, Drew Cunningham. He has a pool and a tennis court and, get this, an English butler."
"No, shit, a butler," my dad said. "They must be loaded."
"Alex, please, watch your language," my mother chastised my father. "Money isn't everything. Is he a nice boy?"
"Oh, yes, very nice," I said, wondering what her reaction would be if I told her that Drew was a faggot and that he sucked my cock and ate my cum...if I told her that we spent the day naked...and that I played with his prick and his balls, jerked him off and tasted his cum.
"He invited me to come again tomorrow, mom, and to sleep over. There's no school on Monday so would it be okay?"
"Fifteen's a little old for sleep overs," dad said over his beer bottle. "That's kid stuff. I thought you and I might go to the gym and work out."
"Guys still do it, dad. Stay up late and watch videos. Please can I, mom?"
"I'll think about it while you take a shower before dinner. And put some cream on your face so you don't peel."
Not only was my face sunburned when I looked in the bathroom mirror, but so was my entire body. Especially the part of me which had never been exposed to the sun. I couldn't go to the gym and shower with my dad after a workout, not unless I was prepared to explain why my body was sunburned all over.
I showered quickly and dressed in loose clothes to avoid chaffing my sensitive skin. Mom had already telephoned a friend of hers while I was upstairs, someone who knew the Cunningham's. "Gee thanks, mom," I said when she approved the sleepover.
"Great," Drew said when I called him later with the good news. "We'll have a great day, Steven, come early."
"Okay, sure, I'll come early." And I'll cum often, I thought, after hanging up the phone.
Chapter Seven
How early was too early, I thought, arriving at Drew's house at eight o'clock. Harris was waiting by the door so I wasn't too early, and Drew was behind him in the hall wearing nothing but flip flops, an erection and a great big smile.
"These are for you," he said, holding out a pair of flip flops. "Harris will take care of your clothes while I take care of you. There's nothing like a blow job first thing in the morning."
"Master Drew you are embarrassing your friend. Perhaps he does not wish to be nude or wish to receive a blow job from you." Harris turned to me, "Master Steven?"
I quickly stripped and handed Harris all my clothes in answer to part of his unspoken question. Standing next to Drew, I slipped my bare feet into the flip flops, feeling very, very naked, and watched my dick thicken and rise up in anticipation of the blow job to come.
"Well, well, my dear boy," Harris chuckled, staring at my growing erection. "Now that you are naked as a jay and quite sexually aroused I suppose you'll want that blow job. Carry on then you naughty boys. No semen on the carpet please, Master Drew. Those nasty stains are so hard to remove."
"You want to do this with Harris watching?" I asked as Drew went down on his knees. "I can wait for the blow job until we're alone."
Drew smiled up at me with my cock at his lips. "But I can't wait another moment to feel your prick in my mouth. Don't mind Harris, he's watched me give blow jobs before. Right Harris?"
"Oh, yes, Master Drew, numerous blow jobs I dare say. So many lovely lads have ejaculated in your mouth that I've lost count." Harris nodded at me and winked. "Master Drew is keenly homosexual...so frightfully fond of warm semen, or cum as you American boys call it."
"That I am," Drew responded brightly, then he took me in his mouth.
As he sucked me, I wondered how many boys had been in Drew's mouth for a blow jobs and a cum. I only knew about my pal Ethan Lutz, who blew a good thing by calling Drew a cocksucker and a fag. Ten cocks, twenty, a hundred needy boy cocks in his equally needy mouth? The much bigger question in my mind was why. Why did Drew suck dick and love it so much? What was in it for him, besides the mouthful of sperm, the taste of which when I ate my own I sort of liked too? He sure did look happy kneeling between my legs with my dick in his mouth, and happier still when I cried out, "Gonna cum."
Chapter Eight
We spent the day playing tennis and swimming and just lazing about naked by the pool in the hot sun. I had a boner most of the time, thanks to Drew who licked my hot, sweaty balls and went all the way down on my dick at every opportunity. "I can't cum any more," I said when he settled yet again between my sunburned legs as the sun began to set.
"S'okay," Drew said, nibbling on my overworked balls. "I'll just hold you in my mouth until Harris calls us for dinner. Shouldn't be more than an hour."
"An hour? What if I have to use the bathroom?"
"Then pee in my mouth if you have to go."
He had to be kidding, I thought. Pee was nasty stuff, but so was the sticky, salty sperm I spurted in his mouth. He had to be kidding. "I can't piss in your mouth."
"Sure you can," he insisted. "We'll both enjoy it."
Drew was right. I could and I did urinate in his mouth, and it was fun. He swallowed every drop of my stream of steamy piss...then sucked my pee soaked prick to a very satisfying climax.
While showering before dinner I noticed that my tan lines were fading. Another day spent naked in the sun and I'd have no tan lines at all. My dick was a darker color too even though it had spent a lot of time out of the sun in Drew's mouth. How he loved my prick in his mouth...I had to find out why.
Chapter Nine
"Can I ask you a personal question, Drew?"
"Sure, anything."
I sat up in the bed, Drew's bed, and gently took his hand off my cock. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to."
Drew sat up beside me and turned on the light. "I've been waiting for you to ask."
"Huh?"
"Most boys that I blow a lot don't wait so long to ask why I love cock and cum. You've stayed over three times now. I've given you dozens of blow jobs and swallowed a gallon of your sperm. Your dick and my mouth are pretty good friends."
"We would still be friends," I blurted out, "even if you didn't blow me and swallow my sperm."
"Friends with a cocksucker, Steven? What would your straight friends think?"
"You're not a cocksucker," I said with all the sincerity I could muster.
"I hate the word, sure, and faggot too. But that's really what I am when I'm blowing a boy. A cocksucker. And you want to know why?"
"Only if you want to tell me."
"There's not much to tell," Drew said as he slid between my legs. "It feels good."
I waited for Drew to continue, there had to be more, but that was all he had to say. "That's it?"
"That's about it," Drew said. "You've never had a dick in your mouth so you can't imagine how good it feels to suck one. And the semen too, creamy and warm spurting into my mouth...there is nothing else that tastes like sperm."
That much I knew from eating my own cum on a regular basis, and Drew's cum once, by accident. I liked the taste and the creamy texture of sperm, but would I like a cock in my mouth? There was only one way to find out.
Chapter Ten
"I want to suck you."
Drew lifted his head from my crotch and looked me in the eye. "You're sure you want to do that?"
"Yes," I said with more far assurance than I felt. "I've given it a lot of thought and I want to find out if a boy's dick in my mouth feels as good for me as it does for you."
"And what if it does feel good, Steven? Have you really thought it through? What if you like a boy's dick in your mouth...if you like sucking a dick...if you like semen spurting in your mouth? Then what?"
"Then what," I repeated slowly, stalling for some time to think. The answer was easy, the word harder to say. "If your dick feels good in my mouth, Drew, if I like giving you a blow job and eating your sperm, then, well, then I guess I'll be a cocksucker. But I'll only blow you," I added hastily.
"We'll be suck buddies?"
"Suck buddies, yeah, that's cool. I won't blow other boys."
Drew chuckled softly and said, "Oh, but you will blow other boys, believe me you will if you like blowing me. Maybe not right away, but soon enough because the urge to suck dick will become overwhelming. Every boy will become a temptation. What's his dick look like you'll wonder as your own dick gets hard. What does it taste like and how much does he cum. You'll try hard to fight it, Steven, the cocksucker's curse, but sucking many dicks and eating loads of sperm will become the most important thing in your life."