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Danny's Story: Cheer Boy Pt. 01

By: DavidMcAllister



It was in the Fall of the new year at Madison High School, in our sleepy little town of Chestnut Falls, when I experienced my sexual awakening. I had just turned eighteen and, looking back, it's still unbelievable at how silly and naive I had been prior to joining the cheer squad. It was my twin sister, Jenna, who taught me what cheerleading was all about. What it really meant, and how as a cheerleader, or cheer boy, as I liked to refer to myself, much of what I would do was responsible for making the football players into the sports heroes they were. As head cheerleader, Jenna knew her role and she had learned the real secret for a winning team.

"Daniel, you have to make the boys feel invincible," she had told me. I didn't understand what she meant at the time, but all that soon changed.

I was shy around the guys on the varsity team; they were all so good looking and each one of them had the body of an adonis. Coach Jacobs, who was both the gym teacher and the varsity football coach, worked all the guys overtime on weights and training, building an army of strong, young athletes. I couldn't help but stare at them after practice when the guys would rip off their shirts as they headed back to the locker room. It was a parade of hot, gleaming sweat on smooth muscle and boyish grins.

One afternoon as the guys were heading back to the locker room, I saw my sister break away from the cheer squad; she ran up to the football team, and took one of the guys by the hand. She had caught Josh Anderson, the quarterback of Madison High, and as is often the case, the dreamiest guy in school. A quick moment of small talk, followed by her whispering in Josh's ear, and soon she was leading him away from the rest of his buddies and toward a gym storage room across the way from the locker rooms. What was she doing? Where was she taking him?

Josh followed Jenna like a puppy dog, a mischievous smile spread wide across his face. They ducked into the storage room, and very quickly I saw my sister poke her head out from the doorway, check to see if anyone had seen them, and then quietly close the door behind her.

I couldn't believe what I had just seen. What was Jenna doing? And right here on campus? I took a breath and swallowed hard. I had to see for myself. I had to see for myself to prove that there was no way Jenna was doing what I suspected here at school.

The football team and cheer squad had all vacated the field and returned to their locker rooms by this point, so I didn't have a difficult time sneaking around the building where I knew of a window that looked directly into the storage room Jenna and Josh had snuck into. Overgrown foliage made a perfect spot for me to hide, and a ledge allowed me to perfectly peek into the window.

My jaw dropped and I let out a tiny gasp. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! There was Josh, leaned up against a wall, his shirt tossed onto a nearby table, his pants pulled down completely to his ankles, and before him knelt Jenna, on her knees, on the ground. Her hands were caressing his torso above her, as her head bobbed back and forth into his groin. My eyes widened. My sister was giving Madison High's star athlete a blowjob right there in the gym storage room.

Josh's chiseled chest heaved as he breathed deep. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open; clearly Jenna was doing an excellent job. Her head was moving slowly back and forth against his crotch. Josh let out a heavy sigh as he raised his arms up and clasped his hands behind his head.

"Yes," he said.

The glass of the window was surprisingly thin and I could hear everything that was going on as if I was in the room with them.

"That's a good girl. Suck it, baby," Josh said in a relaxed whisper, his eyes closed.

Josh's body gleamed from the sweat he had worked up from football practice. Jenna's hands were moving across his body, up his flat stomach, to his chest and across his pink nipples. His armpit hair was perfectly moist, and I noticed a long, thin stream of sweat dripping from his underarm and down the side of his muscular frame.

Jenna pulled away from Josh's cock and looked up at him. "I want to taste it."

Josh smiled with an adorable grin and looked down at Jenna. "You want to taste it?"

"Yeah..." Jenna replied sweetly.

"You want it, baby? You want it all?"

"Yes," Jenna moaned.

"Alright, baby, it's all yours, but you gotta work for it."

Jenna buried her face back into Josh's crotch, swallowing his hard-on. Josh let out a tiny whimper.

"Get it, baby. Work it up; it's all yours," Josh moaned.

I couldn't really see Josh's dick from where I was, but regardless, I had to give Jenna a hand. From Josh's reactions, she really seemed to know what she was doing. Her head was moving faster now.

Josh lowered his arms and placed his hands on my sister's head. His arms were beautiful and buff, but despite his incredible strength, I knew that in that moment he was being very gentle; Jenna was doing all the work as her head moved back and forth rhythmically. Jenna let out a muffled moan as she continued to work on Josh's tool.

I realized that I was breathing a bit erratically. I was becoming so turned on by what I was witnessing I noticed that I was getting hard myself. Was it the danger of the situation - that Coach or some other teacher could barge in at any moment? Was it that this was happening right at school? Or was it Josh, so gorgeous - a hot, red-blooded American boy with a body gleaming of well-earned athletic sweat, thrusting his dick into Jenna's face? I admit I was a bit jealous. I'd give anything to be Jenna at that moment. To experience the girth of Josh's delicious manhood in my mouth, to smell his musk, and run my hands over his muscular chest.

I licked my lips. My imagination began to run wild. How I wanted to feel Josh thrusting himself into my mouth, to feel his balls against my chin. I would get on my knees like a good boy, brace myself on his thighs and work up his semen with my mouth. I would probably tease him a bit too; I would grab the base of his shaft with my hand, maybe flick my tongue on his mushroom-head until it was nearly purple and swollen. I'm sure some pre-cum would ooze from his slit and I would giggle as I licked it up delicately, savoring his flavor.

Would he speak sweetly to me too? "Suck it baby. My seed is all yours, you just gotta work for it, baby. That's a good boy, work it up, work it up. It's all for you."

I closed my eyes as I began to touch myself at the thought of Josh's throbbing cock buried deep into my face, exploring my mouth and sliding down my throat. Like Jenna, I would do all the work, I would massage his cock with my mouth, swirling my wet, warm tongue around his pole as the thick veins on his tool pulsed. I would slide my mouth up and down his dick; it would be so moist, so warm.

But it wouldn't last long because I'd be so hungry. My hand and mouth would be milking him overtime, pumping up his load. He would look at me with his beautiful, deep brown eyes and I'd see his soul, the boy inside of him turning into a man as I sucked every ounce of innocence out of him. He'd give me a quick boyish grin, and then throw his head back in ecstasy and he would release. His balls would tighten and he would fulfill me. He would shoot his reserve into my mouth, I would feel the warmth of his fresh ejaculate. I'd want to hold it, to taste him, but he'd keep shooting, load after load. I'd have to swallow just to make room for him to nut a few more times. My mouth would be engorged from the swelling girth of his manhood and the abundance of cum he would feed me. But I was a good boy so I would swallow, and his sperm would swim right into my tummy.

My head was spinning.

"Baby, I'm gonna blow," Josh said, his hands grabbing Jenna's hair. "Keep sucking!"

Jenna moaned louder; she was clearly loving it.

"FFFFFUUUUUUUCCCKKKK!" Josh breathed quietly.

Jenna's head was bobbing furiously. Josh's thrusts were incredible and powerful, and I could tell he was releasing his load into Jenna's face with each thrust. Jenna's delicate moans became more and more muffled as Josh fertilized her mouth.

"Yes! Yes! Take it!" Josh was trying desperately to keep quiet, but the suction of Jenna's mouth was too much for him. "Holy shit!!"

Jenna's mouth must have been overflowing from Josh's load. She retracted her mouth from his dick and swallowed the load she was holding, and that's when the unthinkable happened!

Jenna ducked her head to swallow. My eyes widened like saucers when I saw Josh's dick. It was a massive piece of flesh, hard and erect. It stood out like a canon ready to fire. Over Jenna's head, Josh's 18-year old, stallion dick shot a stream of cum across the entire room and it slammed right up on the window I was peeking through. THUD! His gunk made the window pane shake.

Holy smoke! I blinked in disbelief. The white, gooey mess Josh had made on the window was unbelievable, smashed up and sliding down the glass. How much spunk did this boy have in him?

I peeked through the window more aggressively, having to look over Josh's mess. I shook my head. Jenna's mouth was back on his cock, catching the final squirts. Josh was hunched over Jenna's head, he was clearly spent.

"Oh my God," Josh was panting. "Oh my God."

Jenna giggled and backed away from his dick. His dick slid out from her lips and flopped down with a heaviness that took my breath away. It was beautiful, and it was enormous. His balls, which Jenna must have drained dry, sunk down with a similar heaviness.

I exhaled. I was becoming lightheaded. He was the most incredible guy I had ever seen, and the power he possessed between his legs was awesome. I licked my lips again as I stared at his now flaccid penis. It was simply beautiful, a textbook penis with the length and girth of legend. It was clear: Josh's dick was meant to be sucked.

"That was fucking amazing, baby," Josh whispered. He was still regaining his composure.

Jenna was still on her knees before him. "You liked that?"

"I did; you're incredible."

Jenna giggled again. "And I swallowed every drop. Well, almost every drop. Some of it squirted over my head."

Josh smiled down at her. "I know; you see what you do to me? I busted clear across onto that window over there!"

Josh looked up, pointing to the window. Jenna looked over at the window too. And then I realized both Jenna and Josh were staring right at me.

"What the heck?!" Josh bent over and grabbed to pull up his pants.

"Daniel!" Jenna cried, instantly recognizing my face.

I jumped down from the ledge. I had to get out of there fast! I fumbled out of the foliage, ran around the building, and kept running until I was home.

Danny's Story: Cheer Boy Pt. 02



When I got home my mother was in the kitchen making dinner. I could smell the aroma of meatloaf and mashed potatoes and almost immediately I felt better. "Mom, I'm home," I called as I walked toward the kitchen.

"Hello dear," she called back. "How was school today?"

"It was all right," I replied.

"Did you see your sister? Is she on her way home?"

I made a face. "I don't know...I didn't see her after school."

Jenna arrived home just as we were sitting down to dinner. She rolled her eyes and gave me a funny smile when I looked at her.

Later that night, I was shocked to find that Jenna wasn't upset at all. After dinner she knocked on my bedroom door and asked to speak with me; surprisingly she was very calm and cool about the whole thing.

I smiled. "So you're not mad?"

Jenna shook her head, "No." She smiled and perked her eyebrows. "In fact, I'm actually glad that this happened."

I made a face. "You are?"

"Yeah," she replied. "You see, this is actually something I wanted to talk to you about. You see, Danny, this is what cheerleading is all about."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Look, it's no cliche that cheerleaders and football players...you know...go together." Jenna explained. "We're all a team, all of us. The football guys, the cheerleaders, the coaches, we all play for the same team and we're all in it to win. We encourage one another, we nurture each other. That's what makes the whole thing work."

I was confused. Jenna sighed; she knew she was going to have to talk straight.

"Ok, look. The football guys are just boys. And boys are not going to take Madison High to State. Do you know who will take Madison to State?"

I shook my head.

"Men take Madison to State," Jenna replied. "And it's up to the cheer squad to make the guys feel like men."

"Is that why you were going down on Josh?" I asked.

Jenna smiled. "Yes. You see, Josh...he wasn't having a great practice, Coach was being especially hard on him and, of course, we all know Josh can do it, right? He's amazing, but today...he just...he needed some inspiration."

And then it clicked. Of course. Now it all made sense. I sat quietly for a moment thinking. "Does this mean that I will have to..."

Jenna smiled. "Well of course, silly. You're in the squad now, it's part of the game."

My face was flushing and my palms started to sweat. Was she kidding? She had to be kidding. Jenna looked concerned. "Danny, what's wrong?"

I swallowed. "Jenna, I can't do that. I mean...I've never...never even..."

Jenna was genuinely shocked. "What?! Are you serious?!"

"Yes!"

She covered a gasp that quickly turned into laughter. "I don't believe it, I thought for sure you'd done it before."

I gave her a look. "What?! With who? Who would I have done stuff with?!"

She laughed. "I don't know. I mean, what about th—well...I don't know."

I looked down. My face must have shown exactly what I was feeling. Jenna put her arms around me and gave me a hug. "Don't worry little brother. We'll get you someone to practice with."

I pulled away. "What?! So you're serious?!"

Jenna looked at me sharply. "Oh, you better believe it! And I'm serious, I'll find someone with whom you can practice. Coach would kill me if I let you help out one of the star players with no experience."

I let out a small sigh. Maybe it would be all right. I'd get to practice first, there was no need to be a professional right away. And besides, who wouldn't want to go down on a hot high school football player?

Jenna got up from the bed where we were sitting. "I'll call Josh first thing tomorrow morning. He'll probably have a few friends who'd be willing to help."

Jenna opened my bedroom door and just before she left for her own room, she turned back. "You know, maybe Josh will let you practice on him. It wouldn't be the first time he helped out one of the cheer boys. 'Night."

Jenna walked out and closed the door.

I sat there on my bed staring at the door handle. Was she for real? I looked down at my pants. My dick was immediately swelling up again at the thought of going down on Josh. I was becoming lightheaded again. I needed to lie down.

I laid back onto my bed and reached into my pants to touch myself. The tip of my penis was moist from pre-cum. I looked over at the alarm clock beside my bed. 8:47pm. Perfect. I had just enough time to rub one out and go to sleep.

***


The next day was Friday. I had an easy day of classes ahead of me, and the school was having an early release at 11:30am for some teacher's conference or something.

Mother called Jenna and I down for breakfast, but I had no appetite; my thoughts were still racing about cheer squad, and the new duties it required. Jenna could tell I wasn't all there, and she nudged me a couple times, prodding me to finish my orange juice and waffle. She was mouthing something to me but I couldn't understand what it was. I quickly ate my breakfast, said goodbye to Mother, grabbed my school bag and dashed out the door.

Jenna was right behind me. "Hey! Daniel, real quick."

I turned back to face her.

She seemed serious. "I was so excited for you that I couldn't wait and I telephoned Josh last night and told him what we talked about."

My stomach dropped. "You did?..."

Jenna smiled. "Oh, quit your worrying! Anyway, he knows someone who can help you out."

"Who?" I asked.

"Trevor McAllister."

I froze. "Trevor McAllister?! Trevor, the guy fro—"

"Yes, now don't go crazy," Jenna replied. "This is important."

Trevor McAllister was the running back for Madison. A popular senior, 18-years old, and so good looking! I nearly passed out at the thought. My stomach was full of butterflies.

"He's coming over tonight with Josh. Josh and I are going out so you guys can have some privacy. And don't forget, Mother and Father are heading to the lake house this afternoon. So you and Trevor will have the whole house to yourselves."

I took a deep, quiet breath. "Ok, sounds good."

Jenna placed her hand on my shoulder. "Don't fret. It's going to be great!"

I looked up at her and smiled. She was right. "Thanks, Jenna."

She smiled back. "Of course. And you can thank me for Trevor McAllister later!" she laughed. "Now, hurry or you'll be late for school."

***

That evening time seemed to stand still. I was so nervous that I couldn't concentrate. I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. I had to admit, I was partly excited for what was to come, but unbelievably anxious at the same time.

I glanced at the clock. 6:12pm. Josh and Trevor would be here any minute. I had already freshly showered, shaved, trimmed EVERYTHING, brushed my hair, brushed my teeth. Was I forgetting anything? Condoms! Did I have any condoms? No, I didn't need condoms; this was just going to be a blowjob. Right? I took a deep breath.

I heard the doorbell. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. I crept slowly out of my bedroom to the landing and peeked over the banister. Jenna was opening the front door.

"Hello, boys!" She invited Josh and Trevor inside.

Luckily they didn't see me; I think my mouth was open. As gorgeous as Josh was, and as easy as it was to get worked up over him, tonight my focus was on Trevor. He walked in behind Josh. He was beautiful. I gripped the banister. I didn't bother listening to what the three were saying, my sights were deeply focused on Trevor.

Trevor was tall, about the same height as Josh, 5'11" maybe? He was built solid, athletic of course. He had a more boyish face than Josh, though, softer, a bit friendlier looking. He was wearing a ball cap over his sandy-blonde hair. I felt a sensation coming from my groin.

"All right, well, Danny's upstairs. I'll go get him and then Josh and I will head out."

Quickly, I pushed myself away from the landing and back into my bedroom. I took a couple more deep breaths. I could hear Jenna's footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Danny." She called. "Danny, Trevor's here."

Jenna peeked into my bedroom where I stood motionless.

"Danny, did you hear me? Trevor's here."

I nodded.

"Are you ready?"

I nodded and gave a weak smile.

I followed Jenna down the stairs to where Josh and Trevor were waiting. Jenna made the introductions. "Daniel, this is Trevor; Trevor this is Daniel, you boys have probably seen each other around school already, right?"

Trevor smiled. "Of course!" He put out his hand to shake mine and smiled at me. "How you doing? Do you go by Daniel or Danny?" I was instantly turned on by his outgoing personality.

My knees felt weak. "Hi," I replied and took his handshake. "Uh, Daniel, Danny, whichever." I was having hard time talking.

His hands were big, a little rough, but strong. I realized I was avoiding eye contact and quickly looked up to meet his gaze. I nearly froze again. His eyes were a deep blue, very deep; I was mesmerized by his stare. I tried to say something but nothing was coming out; I was fixated on his adorable face, his perfect teeth, and those eyes!

"All right," Jenna said. "Josh and I going to a movie and we'll probably stop by the burger palace after, so you boys should have plenty of time for yourselves." She giggled.

Trevor lowered his head a bit in a sheepish grin. "Thanks."

I melted. He was so adorable. And I had never noticed his dimples before.

Josh gave a soft punch to Trevor's shoulder, "Have fun, man." Josh looked at me. "And Daniel, listen to what he says. He'll teach you everything you need to know."

I smiled, a little embarrassed.

"All right," Jenna said as she grabbed a coat from the hall closet. "Have fun, boys. We'll see you later."

"Later," Josh said to Trevor.

"Bye," I called.

Jenna and Josh headed out the front door. Jenna gave me quick peek. She smiled and gave me wink. I smiled, and she closed the door.

I was alone with Trevor. In my own house. I wanted to take another deep breath but I didn't want to show Trevor that I was nervous.

"Hey, so..." Trevor smiled.

I smiled back awkwardly. I motioned for the living room, "Uh, we can...we can go into the living room if you'd like..."

"Ok," he replied politely.

Trevor followed me through the kitchen. My heart was begin to pound. "Would you like something to eat or anything? Something to drink?"

Trevor let out a small laugh and smiled big at me. "Hey, Daniel, I know this is awkward. But you don't need to be nervous. Everything's going to be great."

I stared at him. God, I wanted him right there, right now. He was amazing.

He blinked at me. I was mortified, he could totally tell I was freaking out. "It's cool," he said again. He inched toward me. "Here, why don't we get this out of the way." He moved toward me and placed his hands softly around my waist. My dick twitched. He held me and leaned in closer. I closed my eyes and felt his lips touch mine. I could smell him and it was glorious. He moved his hands further behind me and embraced me. His lips pressed harder against mine and just as he held me tighter, his tongue parted my lips and entered my mouth.

I was melting in his strong embrace as we kissed. He moved his head to the side, and I could feel his tongue meeting mine. Slowly, I raised my arms and placed them around his neck. It felt so natural, so good, so warm. Our tongues caressed one another delicately. For such a strong, and fairly rough guy, his kiss was tender and gentle. I was swooning. I could feel his dick through his pants becoming firm, and pressing against my leg.

And then he stopped. His embrace released a bit. And he looked at me. "See, that wasn't so bad, right?"

I smiled. I didn't want to let go of him. I wanted to kiss again.

He smiled at me, "Now we can get to work."

I must have blushed. However, Trevor's kiss had eliminated my nervousness, relaxed my senses, and of course, prepared me something more.

"Are you ready for this?"

I licked my lips. "Yes."

Taking my hand, Trevor led me into the living room.

"Ok, first things first." He lifted his ball cap, ran his fingers through his sandy-blonde hair, and then replaced his cap. "You ready?"

I nodded. My nervousness was gone and replaced by genuine excitement. "Yes!"

His presence was magnificent in the room, his masculinity was exuding from his body. His chest was pushing hard against his button-up shirt, his biceps stretching the thin fabric of his short sleeves. His pants were tight and becoming tighter by the second as his dick was fighting for room.

"Ok. Now usually, when I hear I'm going to get head with no questions asked, I'll rush to strip down myself, take it out for you and give it to you. But since this is your first time and all, we can go a little slower, and I'll let you do most of the work."

I nodded, "All right."

"So come on over here and let's get started."

I crept closer to Trevor. This was really happening, I almost couldn't believe it. Inch by inch, I moved closer to him. My eyes wandered over his thick, beefy body. He didn't seem as chiseled as Josh, but he was definitely built for power. His muscular arms hung down, his chest pushed out, as he waited, ready for me to service him.

I looked into his eyes; deep, sharp, and sexy. And then, I placed my hands on his chest. I couldn't believe how solid it was. I had always thought a buff chest would be sort of soft, I guess, but it was tough, strong muscle. I looked him over from up close. He licked his lips.

"Take off my shirt," he instructed.

I quivered as I began to unbutton his shirt. My fingers trembled slightly with each button, as they worked their way down his shirt, exposing more and more of his smooth chest. 

"Just relax," he whispered.

I let out a small sigh and smiled. He was being very sweet. With his shirt completely unbuttoned, I pulled his shirt down and off his body. His shirt fell to the floor and I placed my hands on his smooth chest. He was beginning to breath heavy. I looked into his eyes again, and very slowly, I began to lower myself before him.

"Very nice," Trevor whispered.

I was on my knees, subservient to him. I looked straight ahead at the bulge in his pants. It was moving slightly, toward me, pushing against the fabric. I could already tell he was packing. My mouth began to water.

"Now take off my pants," Trevor instructed.

I gave him a quick look. He was watching me carefully. Slowly, I unfastened his belt buckle and unbuttoned his pants. His cock was pushing forward more. Very slowly, I grabbed his zipper and even slower, I unzipped his fly, pulling the zipper down, releasing his manhood further.

Trevor let out a small sigh. I licked my lips; his dick wanted to be free so bad. I pulled his pants down to reveal his striped boxer shorts. I smiled to myself, it was wet with a drop of pre-cum. His dick was almost there, freedom was just a slight tug away.

"Now, be careful with this part. I'm a little big, and...I don't want you to get hurt." I looked up and saw him smiling at me. He gave a wink. I grinned.

I curled my fingers over the tops of his undershorts and slowly pulled them down. My breath stopped as I saw the top of his bush. Brown, nicely trimmed and perfectly groomed. I pulled his shorts down further; more of his pubes. I moved in closer. I could smell him. He probably showered and cleaned up just before coming over, but guys don't take long to work up a sweet, masculine musk. My head was swimming with pleasure. I pulled his shorts down further. And just like that, an enormous tube of firm flesh popped out from his drawers and landed right next to my face, hanging heavy like a baseball bat.

My eyes widened and I swallowed my saliva. His piece was enormous. I looked at it with amazement. It had to be at least nine and a half inches long and his girth was incredible. Instinctively, my jaw dropped and my mouth opened, hungry for Trevor. Clearly, I was born to do this.

"You like it?" Trevor asked with his adorable, boyish grin.

I licked my lips again. "It's beautiful," I whispered.

So many emotions, so many things I wanted to do. I wanted to stuff my face with it, I wanted to slurp on it, I wanted to feel it in my throat, I wanted to stroke it — soft at first, then build up speed — I wanted to caress it, I wanted to make love to it. And I was going to do all those things. Because this was my duty. And, above all, I wanted Trevor to like me.

"It's okay," Trevor whispered. "Just do whatever comes natural."

I swallowed again and leaned in closer. His heavy dick was directly in front of my face. I felt so special. And before I even knew what I was doing, nature took over; I leaned in even closer and planted a soft, delicate kiss right on the tip of his dick.

Trevor let out a soft, pleasurable sigh. "That's so nice."

I moistened my lips as I gazed at his member. I gave it another peck on the head and his dick bobbed with delight.

I lowered myself beneath him, turning my head up toward him, and slowly I licked the side of his shaft. All the way from the base to the tip, I moved my soft tongue up and along his penis. I moved to the other side, and repeated this action, tasting his entire length.

"Good. That's right, get it wet."

Trevor was a perfect balance of all things wonderful. His dick was massive and heavy, but smooth and delicious; his balls were big and heavy, but they were soft and inviting. I couldn't resist. I cupped his balls. They were carefully shaven, smooth and soft. As much as I was enjoying the taste his dick, I moved my lips to his scrotum. I nuzzled his nuts and flicked my tongue out at them. My taste buds came to life as they graced over his pink, salty sack. I swirled my tongue around one of his testicles and it danced with me.

"Oh my God," Trevor exhaled as I continued to tease him.

I looked up at him from beneath his nut sack, his dick resting on my check. His strong chest was heaving more now.

I made out with his balls for just a little while longer before I propped myself up on my knees and licked his dick again. I placed my hand on his girth, holding him at the base of his pole. With his dick perfectly in my control, I gave his it another wet, sensual kiss, my lips gingerly wrapped around the mushroom head of his cock.

Trevor made a masculine, almost guttural sound. "Oh my God, baby." He called me baby! A smidge of pre-cum escaped my peehole. "Oh my God, that's nice." His breath was quivering.

I could no longer resist. I gave my lips one final lick, and invited Trevor fully inside. His penis pushed through my lips, over my tongue and into my mouth. My body came to life and my senses awakened. On my knees before Trevor, my head cocked to receive his enormous dick, I was in that moment, for once, truly alive. It was my first true taste of dick and it was incredible. He filled my mouth completely and though it wasn't exactly what I had expected it was without a doubt, everything I could have wanted. His flesh though hard and firm, of course, felt soft inside my mouth. I felt the ridge of his helmet pressing against the roof of my mouth. I felt complete, nourished even, as he stood with his knees bent, pelvis pushed forward, his dick inside my mouth. I would remember this moment forever. He placed a gentle hand on the back of my head and I began to massage the underside of his cock with my tongue.

I moved my head back and forth, his penis sliding in and out of my warm mouth. His heavy breathing encouraged me that I was doing well. I wanted to smile to myself but his stick shift was stuffing my mouth to the point where that was impossible.

With one hand busy stroking his shaft, I rested my other hand on his thigh to brace myself. His dick was so big I had to lean back and forth while my mouth did it's job. Knowing Trevor had plenty of length, I placed both hands on the hilt of his flesh sword and sure enough there was still plenty for me to enjoy with my mouth. With both hands on his dick, I tongued the head of his cock furiously. His dick was wet from my saliva and my hands began to stroke his rod faster.




Danny's Story: Cheer Boy Pt. 02



"Oh, yes! Yes," Trevor cried.

I was in heaven. I could have done this all night. I could have done this forever. Suddenly, Trevor placed his hands on mine and slowed down and stopped my stroking. I took my mouth off the head of his cock and looked up at him.

"Is everything okay?" I asked. "Am I doing it right?"

Trevor grinned. "Danny, you're doing wonderful!"

I smiled up at him, my hands still holding onto his precious manhood.

"Here's the thing," he explained. "You need to suck it."

Of course! Of course, I need to suck it. It was one thing to have dick in my mouth, but I needed to get my head in the game.

"Ok," I nodded.

"Ok," Trevor replied. "But seriously, you're doing great, Danny. Keep up the good work."

I smiled. I could smell Trevor's aroma on my face and on my lips. I closed my eyes and breathed in his scent. I looked up at the gorgeous display of masculinity standing before me, waiting for me. Trevor's dick was at full-mast in my eager hands, strong and ready for me. I was ready for more. "God, I want to make you come so bad."

Trevor smiled at me. "Hey, actually, real quick," He said. "I'll be honest with you, I almost blew my nuts back there, but I'm trying to hold out so you can have more time with me."

I smiled.

Trevor paused. "But one thing: where do you want me to come? Because, believe me, nothing feels better for a guy than to nut right in your mouth." He grinned.

I smiled. I was wanting Trevor's nut now more than ever.

Trevor smiled at me. "You want it right now, don't you?"

I bit my lip and grinned.

Trevor laughed. "Ok, then let's do this. You want it in your mouth or you want me to pull out and shoot on your face?"

I looked straight into his deep, blue eyes. "I want to taste it."

"Ok, just remember the important thing is that you don't stop. Just keep it in your mouth and just keep sucking. You'll get it."

He was incredible. I gave him one last look. He smiled at me, his face peeking over his smooth chest muscles. "Ok, make me feel special, baby." 

He was for that moment, my man. My protector. I felt so safe with him. His dick was charged and ready for me.

My mouth enveloped his cock again. I didn't want to waste time on the soft licking or kissing, as much as I loved it. I wanted to suck. I wanted to please him, polish his knob good and make him proud of me. With his massive tool in my mouth, I created a seal around his girth with my lips. I rested my tongue softly on the underside of his shaft, and without any hesitation, I sucked it, creating a vacuum inside my mouth.

Trevor clutched at my head. "Holy shit!"

I sucked. Harder. I moved my head back and forth, like a machine, my moist lips gliding over his dick, my tongue massaging and swirling around his pole. Breathing wasn't nearly the problem I had thought it would be; breathing through my nose, each time my mouth moved closer to his groin I could smell his fragrance. Happily, I sucked harder and longer on my giant pacifier.

"Danny," Trevor gasped. "That is incredible!"

My knees became stronger as I placed one hand on the base of his dick and cupped his balls with the other. My fingers danced gracefully along his smooth ball sack, as they inched backward to tickle his taint. The hand I was stroking with him was moving furiously now along his shaft, pumping him to ecstasy.

It is almost indescribable the pleasure one receives from sucking on a man's penis. To place your needs aside and to wholly give in to a man's sexual needs and desires. To kneel before him, and allow him to invade your mouth with his masculinity. Slowly, however, he succumbs to the pleasure you provide, and the power shifts. With each long, sensual suck, he gives in to you, relinquishing his power and dominance as you hold his precious manhood. I could have done this all night.

His dick was throbbing, pulsing inside my mouth. I could feel it widen and gain more girth against my cheeks and tongue. But I didn't stop. I sucked. And sucked. I wanted all of it. Without a second thought, I opened and relaxed my throat, and plunged forward against his abdomen. I took in everything he had, all nine and a half inches. I couldn't breathe for a moment, but it didn't matter. I had all of Trevor inside my mouth and throat. I pressed my face against him harder, his pubic hair tickling my nose. But the feeling of his fat python in my throat was exhilarating.

"Holy FUCK!" Trevor yelled. "Oh my God, you are incredible. You are incredible!"

I kept his cock in my throat and moved my hands to his naked ass. I squeezed his smooth, supple ass cheeks and forced himself farther down my throat. I began to swallow hard. Over and over. My throat muscles were working on his rigid johnson. I moaned a muffled moan. I didn't want to pull away, but my eyes were beginning to water. A tear dripped down my cheek.

Finally, I needed some air. My throat muscles loosened and slowly and delicately, I slid his penis out of my throat and out of my mouth. I looked up at Trevor, my face flushed, my eyes watering.

Trevor shook his head in disbelief. "Danny, you're a pro!"

I smiled and bit my lip. I was so happy.

"You are incredible. I don't know what your sister was freaking out about. You're a natural born cocksucker." And with that, he placed his hands on my head, grabbed my hair and forced his dick back inside my mouth. "Ok, it's game time. Get ready."

I went back to work, fully charged. I swallowed his dick and sucked it like the pro I was. Sucking, swirling, massaging, stroking. His dick head was swollen and red. His girth was becoming almost unmanageable but I charged on. I could tell he was going to burst at any moment.

I didn't want to lose an ounce of his cum, so I tightly sealed my lips around his dick. It was mine. It was all mine. I gripped his shaft tightly and pumped his hard-on, my hand and mouth working in unison to work up his cum. I could feel his sack beginning to tighten. There was an explosion happening in his balls, and soon his semen would shoot forth from his dick and there would be a sperm party in my mouth.

Trevor was grasping my hair and slamming my face back and forth onto his dick like a jackhammer. He was so strong and forceful.

"Oh fuck!" he cried out. "Get ready, baby. Get ready, here it comes!"

I moaned with a pleasure I had never before experienced. This was it. It was happening. I was giving my very first blowjob to one of the hottest, sexiest guys at school. I had him completely in my control. And all I had to do was suck.

I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted to taste his kids. I sucked his dick harder, the tip of his mushroom-head was desperately trying to get down my throat. I held on tight to his mast and sucked with everything I had.

Trevor threw his head back, "FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!"

His dick swelled to the point that my lips almost broke their seal, but I remained strong. I sucked. And finally, the first burst of hot cum shot forth from his dick and slammed against the back of my throat and began to slide right down into my tummy.

"FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!"

A second shot. A third. A fourth! His semen was pouring over my tongue, the sperm tickling my taste buds. It was so warm, and salty, and thick. The flavorful taste of his baby batter increased as I massaged it against his shaft. I wanted more. This was my treat after all. This was my reward for all my hard work.

His penis was still pumping his man-milk. I needed to swallow or I would lose his load, and I was not about to let that happen. With his dick still inside my mouth, my lips maintaining their tight seal, I swallowed his load. I could feel the thickness of it as it passed down into my tummy. With more room in my mouth, I could smell his spunk more and the taste intensified. It was magnificent. I could tell he had some strong sperm!

"Fuck!"

His dick was still spasming inside my mouth and within an instant, my mouth was full again with hot jizz. Here we go again, I giggled to myself. I swallowed and added it to the "Trevor-stockpile" forming in my gut.

"Yes," Trevor was shaking, and becoming quieter. "Yes..."

His dick released a few more squirts and then went limp in my mouth. I held his mess and his dick in my mouth for a moment. It was all over. I moaned with pleasure. I didn't want to move. Maybe Trevor would let me stay there forever.

Trevor looked down at me. He was panting, his mouth opened, his eyes wide and sharp. "Fucking amazing."

I smiled. Slowly, I slid his dick out of my mouth. Flaccid, his dick was still heavy and incredible. I was in love with it. I held his cum in my mouth a little while longer, savoring his flavor.

Trevor smiled at me. "How's it taste, baby?"

I looked into his eyes, moved up a bit and placed my hands on his heaving chest, and swallowed his seed. "It tastes good."