Once I was done shooting, he kept sucking me, although more slowly… savouring my load.
The next words that came out of my mouth astonished him as much as they did me. “May I suck you too?”
“Pardon?” he asked, as he took my cock out of his mouth.
“I’ve never done it before, but I’d like to suck your dick,” I said. For some reason, suddenly that was all I wanted to do.
“You’re sure?” he asked.
I joked, “I guess I’d better get some practice in case I do lose.”
He chuckled awkwardly, “The odds won’t be in your favour.”
“Then bet lots of money that I’ll win, and you’ll walk away with a bundle of cash when I do. Now let me suck you,” I repeated.
“Okay,” he said, standing up and pulling down his pants. “I haven’t been sucked since I lost that fight, and became a bottom bitch.”
“Well, that doesn’t seem fair,” I said, as I found myself dropping in front of him… my own cock still hard as a rock… and my mouth watering a little, as I stared at his seven-inch black dick. His being black didn’t matter to me, I just appreciated that he had such a nice looking dick.
“You don’t have to do this,” he said.
“No, but I want to,” I replied, as I reached up and stroked his dick.
“Oh my,” he groaned.
I then opened my mouth and stuck the very hard cock inside. It felt a little awkward at first, since it was both natural and unnatural, a contradiction in terms for sure. Yet one thing was also for sure as he moaned and groaned, and I slowly bobbed, not even taking half of his cock in my mouth… as I quickly discovered the challenge of cock sucking… I wanted to make him come. I wanted to taste his cum!
“Oh shit, that feels so good,” he said, while I did what someone always does with a dick in their mouth… I bobbed.
The more I sucked, ever so surely taking more and more of his dick in my mouth, although not even coming close to deep throating him like he did me, the more excited I got. My cock raged. My desire to taste him escalated, and I bobbed faster.
“Shit, man, I’m about to bust my nut,” he groaned a little while later… perhaps three minutes, maybe four, into my first ever dick sucking.
“Mmmmmmm,” I moaned, hoping he’d take it as my hinting I wanted him to come in my mouth.
That sound was all he needed, and not even two bobs later, I felt his cock pulse, and his warm, salty seed filled my mouth. I focused on breathing through my nose so I wouldn’t gag, as I simply allowed it all to glide down my throat.
Once he was spent, he pulled out and said, “Thanks, man, I needed that.”
“Anytime,” I offered, without even thinking about any implications. Sucking cock was even better than I could have imagined, and I did indeed want to do it again… although with someone I liked… and certainly not Austin, although I still planned to fuck his ass into jelly if he was stupid enough to challenge me.
“Really?”
“Yeah,” I said, licking his shaft, “we can be each other’s suck buddies.”
“Will you fuck me too?” he asked, sort of deliriously. “I’d love to feel your huge cock in my ass!”
“Yes, I’d love to fuck you too,” I agreed, standing up and surprising us both when I kissed him.
He kissed me back, and since we’d swapped blow jobs, it was an intimate moment.
When I broke the kiss, I said, “But I want to fuck Austin first. And no worries, when I fuck you, it won’t be a hate fuck like the one you’ll see me giving him before long.”
“You sure you can beat him?” he asked.
“The rules say that I get to choose the contest, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then when I choose kickboxing, he won’t stand a chance!” confident I’d free this handsome and kind soul from his chains of sexual servitude to an asshole.
“I’ll be rooting for you,” he said.
“Thanks,” I said. “And when I win, I’ll free you and your family from his sadism.”
“And my family and I will be forever grateful,” he said.
“No worries,” I assured him.
“Thanks,” he said, reaching for my cock. “I see you’re still hard.”
“Yeah! I guess sucking your dick was exciting,” I said.
“It’s always exciting when it’s with someone you like,” he said, as he dropped back down in front of me, and gave me another blow job.
Ten minutes later, with my second load deposited down Brian’s throat, he was gone, and I was processing what had just occurred. Although he also told me about one more rule for the challenge, and it was an interesting one: all challenges were fought naked. Which made sense, because no matter which one of us won, immediately afterwards there’d be a lot of fucking.
I’d gotten my first blow job, given my first blow job, and kissed a guy for the first time. So one way or another, I’d just switched categories. I wasn’t sure if I was now bi or gay, but I was already looking forward to seeing Brian again… and sucking him again… and if this challenge went down, kicking Austin’s ass, and then fucking him.
I spent the next hour working out some initial strategies for what looked inevitable… the challenge.
…..
It didn’t take long for the gauntlet to hit the floor. Between the first and second class of the day. Austin sauntered up to me in the hallway with a bunch of his lapdog friends, and he spit in my face.
“What the fuck?” I asked, instantly pissed… but not yet wanting to show him any of my power.
“I challenge you, faggot,” he said.
“Yeah, whatever,” I shrugged, acting casual and unfazed.
“Do you know the rules?” he asked.
“What fucking rules?” I asked, not wanting to out Brian for giving me the head’s up. “There are rules you follow while you’re being an asshole to everyone?”
“No, this is an official challenge, and there are official rules.”
One of his posse (I wondered if he fucked him too), explained them to me.
Following which I asked as if I was hearing all this for the first time, “You can’t be serious?”
“Oh, I’m serious, all right,” Austin said. “When I’m finished with you, you’ll just be the school’s cum bucket. And so will your Dad. Neither of you deserve to be here.”
“And you do?” I shot back.
“Yeah,” he said smugly, putting his hand on my chest and shoving me back against a locker. “I do. I run this school.”
“You’re only here at all because of your Daddy’s money,” I said, refusing to back down from him.
Which pissed him off. “You… are… done!”
“Yeah, yeah,” I sneered, refusing to back down. Of course I realized that in everyone’s eyes… unless Brian was around here someplace… I was just summoning up some bravado with nothing to back it up… which was just what I wanted them all to think… for now.
Another of his posse explained to me that I could refuse the challenge, of course, but then I’d have zero friends, never get a date, and I wouldn’t be allowed to attend any parties, sporting events, or any other school functions. And if I showed up for any of them, they’d just gang up on me, kick my ass, and send me away with my own blood all over me.
“Whatever,” I said, “If that’s all the respect you’re going to show the new guy at this school, then I accept your challenge.”
This surprised him. “Good, good,” he said after a brief silence. I sensed he’d originally been putting on a show for his buddies and expected me to back down. Man, was he wrong!