Sucking for Sis (part 1)
When a guy who secretly longs to suck cock confesses to his sister, she surprises him and grants his wish. This is a work of fiction, but inspired by one of my readers — I hope you enjoy it!
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My name is Jeff. I'm a junior in a very ordinary mid-western American high school. However, I have a problem. I really like girls, and date occasionally, but I just can't stop thinking about cock – in particular, sucking cock. I don't think I'm gay because I am not at all attracted to guys, but want to suck cock.
I typically jack off a couple of times a day, like most guys my age, and my favorite fantasy is sucking cock. I imagine my self sucking my sister, Mary's boyfriend Frank. As I think about sucking him I finally cum just as I envision him cumming in my mouth! It's my favorite fantasy and always makes me cum hard – then the guilt sets in. I am overcome with shame for what I've just done – or what I imagined doing. I wonder if people can tell I'm queer just by looking at me?
Obviously this shameful secret of mine has to remain a secret – if I were "outed" it would ruin my life, and my folks would kill me! Later, I'm back at it again, first fully aroused, then tormented with guilt. I had become accustomed to this cycle, but certainly didn't like it. I wondered how I could actually suck a cock and still remain discrete.
I would watch Frank and Mary as he kissed her and she would discretely rub his crotch. I watched intently and could often see the outline of his hard cock through his trouser leg. I really wanted to suck him, but knew it could never happen.
Our folks both worked, so after school it was Mary and I home alone for a few hours. Frank would come over and the two of them would disappear into Mary's bedroom. I thought about Franks cock penetrating my sister and wished I could be sucking him.
One day when Frank did not come over I had a discussion with Mary that changed everything. I asked why Frank was not over, and said that I knew he was fucking her nearly every day. "Not this week," said Mary, " I'm having my period."
I hadn't thought of that, but it made sense. "He must get pretty horny on weeks like this," I said.
"He sure does, and has been nagging me for a blowjob," Mary responded, "but I keep refusing, but he is persistent."
Mary couldn't see the raging hard-on I had from this discussion, and I wasn't thinking entirely rationally. "Maybe I could do it," I said, and recoiled in shock at what I had just blurted out without thinking.
"What?" said Mary, "you want to blow Frank?"
"Please forget I said that," I begged, "I shouldn't have."
"Jeff," said Mary, "I think you better tell me what this is about – and give me the whole story."
I was really embarrassed about this and really didn't want to talk with my sister about cocksucking, but I seem to have backed myself into a corner I couldn't easiliy get out of.
We talked for about half an hour and I confessed my secret cravings to suck cock, but assured her that I wasn't gay – I just desired cock. She took my hand in hers and smiled and said, "We might be able to work something out – would you really blow Frank if you had the chance?"
"I don't know," I replied, "I think I would like to, but I may be too chicken to really do it."
"I'll help you overcome that," said Mary, and picked up her cell phone. She called Frank and invited him over for a blowjob.
My heart sank while my cock throbbed. My own sister was setting me up to blow her boyfriend. I was excited and terrified at the same time.
When Frank arrived Mary explained that I would like to help with his horniness. Frank stared at me and I looked down in shame. "Are you ready to start now?" asked Frank, but I could not answer.
"Yes, he sure is!" replied Mary for me.
Frank stood up, but hesitated for a bit. Mary unzipped him and took his cock out and with a few strokes he was fully erect.
Mary ordered me to my knees and I complied, still conflicted internally, and confronted with my life's desire and a terrible forbidden taboo all at once.
Once on my knees, Mary guided Frank's cock to my lips and I opened my mouth to receive him, scared to death.
Once his cock was in my mouth I was amazed at how good it felt, and how it seemed to fit my mouth perfectly, as if cocks and mouths simply belonged together. I sucked but realized that I really didn't know what to do.
"This is his first time," said Mary, "so you will have to teach him."
Frank smiled and said I was doing well, but told me how to suck him while keeping my teeth off his cock. He told me about using my tongue to excite his cock head, especially the part right under the head. He placed his hands on my head and began to stroke in and out.
"I think you are a natural-born cocksucker," Frank said, "some guys were born to suck, and I think you are one."
It was like I was in a strange dream – I don't know how long I sucked Frank, but I knew I was hooked!''
I felt Franks cock enlarge slightly and then it began to pulse as squirt after squirt of his hot load pumped into my mouth. It was terrible tasting, but he held my head so I couldn't pull away. When he finally stopped pumping he said, "Look into my eyes – now swallow it all."
As my eyes met Franks, I knew that I was affirming that I was indeed his cocksucker – something I could never undo. I swallowed his load, and almost felt like I would throw up – it took a lot to keep it down.
"Thanks for a very nice job," said Frank, "I look forward to many more."
I got up and left the room. I went right into the bathroom to jack off. I replayed the blowjob while savoring his manly taste in my mouth, and soon came more strongly than ever before. But the shame I felt was stronger than ever before – the taste in my mouth was absolutely revolting now, and I felt my stomach rebelling. I threw up a little in the sink, and then rinsed my mouth out and brushed my teeth.
I was so ashamed that I really didn't want to face Frank or Mary, but I had to tell them that I would not be repeating this performance. I went back into the room and said I was sorry, and it was a mistake to do what I did, and I wouldn't be doing it again.
"You can't just do something like that only ONCE!" declared Frank, "you are a natural, and you know you want more!"
My guilt was subsiding, and I realized that Frank was right, and I replied, "Okay, but you have to keep this a secret!"
"Why would I ruin a good thing by talking about it?" responded Frank, "You just blow me when I need it and I'll keep your secret safe."
I agreed, not entirely certain what I had gotten myself into.
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