I am a cocksucker. From the first time I ever had a dick in my mouth, I knew that is what I wanted to be.

I started out as a teenage boy, discovering the pleasure of stroking my hard teen dick, finally learning how to make it cum. I had to be careful, though, because I shared a room with my brother. I would wait for him to go to sleep, then I would spit on my hand, slide it in my shorts and start moving that tool back and forth. I beat off every night for several months, until one night I was a little too loud and I woke my brother, Greg. Greg quietly got up and walked over to my bed and stood there. I didn’t notice him at first, but when I did, he was standing there, naked, stroking his own cock. I had noticed his dick before, and remember being amazed at its size. Not only was it long, it was thick.

Greg reached down, put his hand over my mouth, and told me to be quiet, I was moaning too loud. Then he took my teen dick in his hand and worked it back and forth. I came almost immediately, having his hand on my dick. Greg wiped his hand off, and went back to bed. The next morning, not a word was said about what had happened, but that night, as I started stroking my cock again, Greg came over and helped me out again. This time, I reached up and touched his massive organ. I didn’t make it cum, but I did get it hard. This little game went on for several months, he would get me off, I would play with his massive cock.

One night, it was just Greg and I. Dad had gone out for a while, and we went to bed early. Instead of just climbing in out beds, Greg came out of the shower with a raging hard-on, slowly stroking it. He walked over to my bed, knelt on the floor and said he had something to show me. With that, he took my virgin boy cock in his mouth and slurped on its head. About 10 seconds later, I had the largest cum load of my life, which Greg ate greedily. I was embarrassed that is happened so fast, but Greg said that is normal. Later that night, I heard Greg beating off and went to return the favor. I knelt at his bedside, placed my lips around his dick head and tried to suck it down my throat. I didn’t make it. I gagged about 3 inches down on his shaft. But I did manage to keep the head in my mouth, and I licked it with my tongue, and sucked on a couple of inches. Greg told me to take it easy and just do what I could. I could tell he was used to getting sucked, but he was patient with me. I kept sucking on his cock, but still couldn’t get much in my mouth.

Greg finally started pumping his meat until he came. I tried to swallow his cum like he did mine, but there was too much; it ran out the sides of my mouth. I did like the taste of it, and wanted more, so I lapped up what had spilled. That night, I fell asleep in Greg’s arms, stark naked. The next morning, Dad came in to tell us breakfast was ready. He saw Greg and I in the same bed, but didn’t say a word. At breakfast, he said he was going to go to town again for awhile, he had some errands to do, so we would have to take care of lunch for ourselves.

When Dad left, Greg and I headed for our room. I wanted to try some more dick, and I knew Greg was only too willing to teach me. We spent the rest of the afternoon trying to get more of his cock down my throat. I was surprised at how much more I could take, just by relaxing a little. I still couldn’t make him cum, but I was able to slurp on his tool more and more, and for longer periods of time. Greg would always reward me with a hot load of cum, sweet and salty.