I joined the Navy when I was 18. Being a high school dropout with few prospects, I thought the military would be a good place to spend some time growing up. What I didn't know was that much of this time would be spent on my knees with older strangers' cocks in my mouth.
During my teens as a civilian, I often hitchhiked around town. During the summer, I wore Levi shorts or nylon swimming trunks. I was tall for my age, slim and always tanned. My first good cockplay was with older men that picked me up hitchhiking. I was always pleased at their reaction to my teen cock.
I was hung better than average...although I didn't know it then. My cock was seven inches long, and quite thick. I am uncut, but the foreskin slides easily, and when totally down my cock head shines and makes me look cut.
Men would always be so pleasantly surprised with my size. Some offered to pay for sucking me, and while I accepted gladly, I always thought I should be paying them. They must have loved a hard slim teen with a lovely cock enough to pay though.
Anyway, my story is about the incident that transformed me into a cumslut.
Up to the time I joined the Navy, I never drank cum. I had cum in many men's mouths, but had never really serviced anyone. Oh I did suck a few cocks, but mainly fed my cock to men. I like women, and still do, but there is no better cocksucker than a queer or bi guy.
I was stationed on the USS Coral Sea, an aircraft carrier. Our home port was Alameda, just south of Oakland. When in port, I would get drunk with shipmates at a small park near the marina. Often, after partying a while, I would find some way to break away from my friends for some cock fun.
At first I would hitchhike around town hoping to be picked up by a cockqueer. It worked often. Before leaving the ship, I would shower, shave my pubic hair almost completely, and wear a jock or no underwear at all. I always wore running shorts. My favorite was a nylon red pair with slits up both sides. I cut out the inner lining so that I was naked under these flimsy shorts. I would wear sneakers or sandals and a form fitting shirt or tank top. My smooth tan legs looked incredibly long and tan, and my bubble butt cheeks peeked out under the thin layer of nylon.
Often we would go to sea for 4 or 5 days and return for a couple of liberty days. On one of these occasions, I was able to secure an early liberty pass and prepared for a day of partying and sex. I left the ship around noon and by 3 p.m. I was well on the way to a solid buzz. I told my buddies I was going for smokes, and was soon up on the main drag. I hiked up my running shorts and enjoyed looking at my tall slim reflection in the store windows.
I loved the idea that civilian men were looking for me. They would cruise the main drag and try to make eye contact with me. However on this day, I was just a bit early for the parade. I continued walking up the street until my eye caught a XXX video arcade. The signs "Peep Shows" and "25 Cent Arcade." I had never been in this place as I thought, at 18, I was too young. But, I thought, what the hell? Might be fun.
The attendant was a young man about 25 or so, and did not ask me for ID. He barely looked up in fact. I browsed the shelves of magazines and books. There were sections for gay, straight, etc. At first I was embarrassed to look at the gay mags. There were several other men in the store, all older, and I was not sure if it was "weird" to peruse the cock pics. Soon, however, I ambled to the gay shelves.
Wow! I had never really seen pics like these. Back home, the best I ever saw were Hustler and Penthouse. Even then they rarely showed cocks. But these mags showed all! It was so arousing to see all these cocks being sucked and fucking cute asses. My warm 18-year old cock began to react and soon formed a nice bulge in my swimming trunks. I was quite high, and didn't bother to try to hide myself. I didn't even notice if others were looking. I was engrossed.
After returning one mag to shelf, I noticed a guy entering a doorway through a heavy curtain. I looked above the door and read the sign: "Must purchase $5 in tokens to enter." I was intrigued. I went back to the attendant and asked about the sign. He told me that there were private booths with videos showing. He said that the machines in the booths took tokens, and that each token played about 7 minutes of video. I bought 5 dollars in tokens and walked through the curtain.
I entered a dimly lit L-shaped hallway with doors on either side. There were maybe a dozen or so doors around the "L", some with red lights illuminated above them. Other doors were slightly ajar, apparently empty.
I walked past several men who were leaning against the walls. I wondered why they were not in the booths, but enjoyed their eyes as they followed my long legs walking past.
I went to the end of the "L" and turned to walk back. Turning to enter a slightly-opened door, I stopped suddenly when I realized the booth was occupied. A young, tall black kid was standing inside. The video machine was not playing, and the room was quite dark. As I mumbled an apology and turned to leave, my eyes drifted to his crotch. His zipper was more than halfway down. I stopped and turned back to him. He had said a word. I entered the booth and closed the door behind me. Still no reaction from him.
I had never seen a black cock, and I must admit, the well-known stereotype about black cock had me curious. I walked up to him and he unzipped his Levi's completely. I pulled out my mostly hard cock and stood near him. I looked down at the opening in his pants as he reached in and unveiled a lovely thick cock. I thought we should have some background noise so others in the arcade would not hear or wonder what these two boys were up to in that dark booth. So, I fed the machine several tokens. A harsh light and loud bad speaker burst into the booth. I was fascinated with the film. Three guys were sucking each other. Soon, two of the guys fed their cocks to both ends of the third. So cool!
I turned back to the black kid and saw his hand slowly massaging his large cock. His dick was at least 8 inches long and very thick. The head was purple and shone in the light of the video. I pulled on my cock, raising it to its proud fullness. I thought, as usual, that I was in store for a blowjob. I raised a hand to his shoulder and gently pressed downward, encouraging him to get to his knees. He resisted and I removed my hand. He wouldn't look at me and still had said nothing.
I was confused. He obviously didn't want to suck me-and yet, was in this booth with me, cocks showing and all. A thought entered my mind: if this is going to involve sex, I had to do something. So, I bent at the waist and saw his lovely dark cock grow larger as my mouth drew near. I placed my lips on the warm purple cockhead, and sensed his knees buckle slightly. This reaction turned me on: I was finally giving pleasure to a cock, instead of passively receiving it. I remember clearly thinking "If I continue with this, I might get to like it." I thought, "I could stop now if I want." But I did not want to.
I lowered my wet thick lips down his thickness, and he exhaled heavily. When my mouth got to the thickest part of his shaft, I hesitated briefly and slowly withdrew. Wow! It was so warm and smooth. Steely yet silky. I loved it! Sinking back down, I sensed several spasms of this cock.
"I am really doing it!" I thought, "I am sucking a cock!"
My cock was still out, and was very hard. When I noticed its stiffness, I thought, "I must like this, I am so hard!"
He lowered his Levi's to his calfs, and slowly walked backwards to a bench against one wall. My mouth never left his cock. I shuffled on my knees to follow this cock to the bench. He sat and opened his smooth muscular thighs. I had his entire cock for my pleasure.
The video stopped so I fed the rest of my tokens to the slot. I returned to my knees with my shorts down around my ankles. "I started this, so I may as see where it goes," I thought. I wondered if he would suck me after I did him awhile.
I gently pulled his lovely cock shaft away from his stomach. I was fascinated at how its hardness resisted my motion. Moaning softly, I replaced my mouth on his shiny cockhead. The taste was intoxicating. I wanted to please this cock! I remembered how so many men had sucked my dick, and began to mimic their technique. I raised and lowered my wet noisy lips on his pride. I clearly remember squeezing his ridge with my lips every time I withdrew.
With one hand, a beat my own cock while sucking him. I couldn't help it. This fullness in my mouth was so nasty and right.
He leaned back against the wall and I wondered how long before he would suck me. I continued beating off while sucking him. Suddenly his cock lengthened slightly, growing even harder in my throat. I sensed warm, sticky liquid on his cockhead. This turned me on. I beat off faster, lost in the moment. "Am I pleasing him that much," I wondered? He answered with several strong bursts of lovely warm cum.
"Oh my god," I thought. He is cumming in me! Something about this made me frenzied with lust. "I am really making this cock cum!" I was proud, thrilled, scared and incredibly turned on. He came so strong and clean in me. The cock was jerking, making it difficult to keep my mouth on him.
The entire scene-me on my knees, pleasing a big anonymous cock-pushed me over the edge. But, interestingly, I didn't climax. I ejaculated, but didn't, you know, cum. This had never happened. All the times men had sucked me off, I climaxed and quickly lost arousal. But, this time, I was still very horny.
The young man finished cumming in me, pushing some of the liquid out my lips as he gently, slowly finished fucking my mouth. He then stood quickly, almost embarrassingly, unlatched the door, and walked out.
A single, unflinching thought entered my young nasty mind: "I want more."
I had barely risen from my knees when a man opened the door to my booth. He looked about 30 or so, and was clean looking.
I must have looked ready. I was sweating slightly in the video light. My running shorts were still lowered to my ankles, and had large wet shiny spots on them.
I think I smiled at him, I can't really recall. All I do know is he unzipped his pants and twisted out a nice white thick cock with a large pink head.
I clearly remember my thoughts: "I want to do this; I want to suck him; I want to suck many mean; I want more cum in my mouth."
I returned to my knees and slipped his wonderful hardness between my sticky lips. I serviced him using my newfound technique. Soon, as I desperately hoped, he also came. I think he thanked me, which I thought was cool. I should have thanked him, I thought.
Before he zipped up and opened the door, I stood to remove my swimming trunks. As he opened the door, I pulled my t-shirt over my head. I wanted to look ready for the next cock, if I was lucky enough to get one.
I needn't have worried. When my second cock opened the door, I stood naked but for my sneakers in the dim hall light. As he left, I saw at least four men lined up at my door!
I was thrilled! Men. Waiting for my mouth! Lined up patiently for the teenaged sailor to suck!
The next man entered and I lowered my long slim body to him. I can't remember his cock exactly. Or, for that matter, any of the others-well, I do remember the last one-but that cums later.
I sucked at least six other men. I lost track of time. At one point, I think between cock 4 and 5, I just stayed on my knees. I remember hearing comments and soft, nervous laughter from the men waiting their turn.
I had never before been this lusty or kinky. I was so proud of myself. I had the ability to please men, lots of them! I wanted everyone to know! While sucking cock 5, I think it was cock 5, I leaned over and opened the door to my booth. Everyone in line could see me. Tan, tall, slim young sailor servicing another man. I loved it. However, the attendant soon came and told me to close the door.
"Hmmmm," I thought. He saw me sucking cock. He had no problem with that, he just wanted me to close the door while I did it. I was very aroused knowing this young guy was allowing me this pleasure.
I had sucked several more when my knees started to ache. I had cum everywhere, coating my slim tan chest, thighs, throat and chin. I must have looked great.
After the 8th cock came in me, I decided to go. Actually, no one else was in line. I finished off the whole place!
I stood slowly and pulled up my shorts. I slid my t-shirt over my chest, feeling it stick to the cum and sweat there.
I remember thinking how each cumload was distinct in taste and quantity. I could swear I was able to still taste them all in mouth at once, especially the first load.
I opened the door to leave and was immediately brought up short by a 30-something guy in slacks. "How many loads did you take in there?" he demanded. His face was just inches from me. I panicked a little, but then smiled cutely and announced loudly, "Well, I think seven."
He replied, "No, it was nine. I was counting."
"How do you know?" I asked.
"There." He pointed to the wall opposite the video screen. I say a small hole there, reflecting light from the next booth through its two-inch opening. He had sat there and watched every cock and cum load!
I turned back to him. He said, "Are you ready for one more?"
I thought, "May as well" and, once again, lowered my mouth. His cock wasn't huge, but it was OK. I was turned on by the thought of him watching me. He pumped my wet slutty mouth until he came.
I stood without a word, licked my lips, and left.
I walked back to the ship in the fading afternoon light and proudly recalled my triumph: Ten hot cocks came in me.
I was hooked. I have sucked more than 500 men and boys since then. I attribute my sluttiness and craving for cock to that afternoon.