His sissy cocksucker.

I don’t know how it happened, or why, but in just a few shorts weeks it had all changed. In just a few short weeks, I went from a straight, teenage boy to a complete sissy, cocksucker. At least for him, anyways. It got to the point that his dick, sucking him, pleasuring him, was all I could think about, even dream about.

My lust for his big, black, hanging cock got so bad, that I could barely even hide it from others. I would drop to my knees for him in an instant if he wanted me to, if he would let me...

We went to the movies and sat in the back row, a few minutes after the nights were dimmed, I felt his hand on the side of my head, guiding me down. I didn’t even hesitate. I immediately put my face in his lap, hungry for his thick dick. He undid his button and fly and I couldn’t wait to lick the soft, firm flesh of his manhood. I loved the taste, the manly smell, the way his cock felt on my lips and tongue. I happily licked circles around his fat cocks head and then guided it into my wet, lusty mouth. I sucked hard on the meaty, firm head and tried not to moan out loud. My hand soon moved to his balls and cupped, squeezed and caressed them, lovingly.

I was was so happy when I began to sense his building orgasm. I wanted his cum, I needed and loved his cum. I sucked hard and fast on the head of his dick, hoping to coax the thick, white fluid out of it. At this point, I didn’t even care if I got caught. All I could think about was the flavor of his jizz as it flooded into my mouth.

I then felt his hand and grip tighten on the back of my neck. I loved when he would force me to suck him, although I’d never admit it. I squeezed his balls gently and stroked the area between his balls and butthole with my finger, up and down. He rewarded me with his cumshot. As his jizz flowed into my mouth, I happily swallowed it. He tried to contain his pleasure and fought not to squirm and yell out in pleasure. It made it all the better!