thank you for your reply.
i find all of your stories very hot but i still have questions. you said her boyfriend had a sixth sense that you were not a good catholic and then you blew him. what happened though? did he ask you to suck him some day? where you alone talking about sex etc?
you said you were blowing your cousin but how did it happen? did he just ask you to suck him one day totally randomly?
you said your coach probably saw you sucking Kurt and then you blew him in his office. he did not ask, you just got on your knees and sucked him and he never denied it?
it's not that i don't believe your stories but i don't think you can just get on your knees and suck a str8 dude, the most possible thing to happen is that he beats you off or humiliates you. how is it so easy for you?
I didn't go into detail because it's kinda long and involved. But since you asked...
Since we played baseball together and since he was my sister's boyfriend, Kurt (my sister's boyfriend) usually gave me a ride home after practice. Truth is, I totally idolized him. He was popular, he was the best jock at our school, and he paid attention to me. I was always looking at him, watching him, wanting to be like him. He knew that I watched him because he'd catch me doing it and just grin. More than one time, he caught me looking at his crotch, and he'd still just grin at me. I think that's what tipped him off that I wanted to get at his dick. One day after practice when he was taking me home, he said he wanted to talk to me before taking me home. He drove out by our town lake and parked. Kurt started out talking about my sister and how much he liked her, but said there was one thing that frustrated him. I asked him what it was, not really thinking he was going to tell me what he did. He told me that when he and my sister were making out, she'd let him play with her boobs and rub the outside crotch area of her jeans or shorts, but wouldn't let him "at 'it'." He said that he'd get so worked up sometimes he'd have to pull over on his way home and "do things myself." I just sat there in silence, not really knowing what to do. I did look at his crotch a couple of times, and I could tell he was swelling through his shorts. The last time I looked, I looked up at him and he was looking at me. Kurt asked me if I wanted to see "it," and I said yes. He pulled the front waistband of his shorts down just under his balls. His dick looked amazing; semi-hard and probably already 6" or so. Then Kurt asked me if I wanted to touch "it." I told him I didn't think so, but he said "come on, just touch it." So I reached over and ran my hand up and down it. He told me to put it in my hand, and I did. I wrapped my hand around his dick and ran it up and down a couple of times. That's when I felt the inside of my index finger wet. It was from Kurt's pre-cum. Then Kurt told me that was enough, brushed my hand away, and pulled up the front of shorts. He drove me home and I went to my room and shot a huge load. Two days later, after practice, same thing happened. Kurt parked at the lake again, and this time after he turned the car off he reached over to get my hand and put it on his crotch. I was rubbing his crotch, he moved my hand off, then pulled the front of his shorts down again. He put my hand on his dick and he was rock hard in like 5 seconds. I jacked him for a few minutes, then he stopped me. Then Kurt asked me if I'd "just lick it a little bit." So I did. Pretty soon, Kurt took the base of his dick and started pushing it against my lips. I knew what to do from blowing my cousin, so I opened my mouth and went down on his dick. Kurt lasted less than 5 minutes haha. When he was about to cum, he told me to pull off, and he shot his load all over the front of his shirt. He shot a lot. Kurt took his shirt off and threw it in the back seat. He got another shirt from the back and put it on, then drove me home. On the way home, we didn't talk about what had happened. That was the beginning of me blowing Kurt 1-2 times a week. Usually after ball practice, but not always.
My cousin and I grew up together and were really close. We were in the same classes at school, and spent a lot of time together. One night we were sleeping in my parent's camper, and out of the blue he asked me if I ever jacked off. I told him of course, then he said "you want to now?" So we did. We weren't in the same bed, but about 6 feet apart. After that, we jacked off a lot together. In the woods, in our basements, in tents, pretty much anywhere we could. After about 3 months of jacking off, one day he asked me if I ever wondered what it was like to have my dick sucked. I told him yeah, sometimes. He played the old "if you suck mine, I'll suck yours..." So I said OK. He said I could suck him first since he was already hard, which he was. That was the first time I'd ever sucked a dick, so I did a lot more licking than sucking! After a few minutes of me licking, my cousin pushed his dick into my mouth and shot his load. No warning, no nothing. Just boom!! We were in the woods behind my grandparent's house, and as soon as he shot in my mouth I spit it out. Then I threw up. Haha. Then my cousin told me he didn't think it'd be a good idea for him to suck my dick since "you don't feel good." After that, almost every time we'd get together, instead of jacking off, I'd give him a blowjob. He never did suck my dick!
My cousin's older brother, Nick, was best friends with Kurt. Nick started hanging around me and his brother, which I thought was weird because he'd never done that before. One Saturday Nick called me and told me to come over because he had some really good weed and we could smoke it out. He said his parents went to his grandparents and weren't home. I assumed his brother would be there too. He wasn't. I got to Nick's house and he was already in the garage. I went in and didn't see his brother, and asked him where he was. Nick told me he'd gone with his parents. We climbed up to the loft in the garage and Nick got the pipe ready. After passing it back and forth a few times, Nick said that'd he'd been talking to Kurt and Kurt had told him I was "pretty good" at one particular thing. I knew exactly what he meant, but I was getting pretty stoned and didn't really care. Nick sat across from me with his legs straight out, leaning back on one arm. He took a hit from the pipe and told me again what Kurt had said. Then he said, "are you." Like I said, I was stoned, feeling brave, and didn't care. I told him there was one way to find out. He grinned that stoned grin, and said "oh yeah?" I said, yeah, and reached over and started rubbing his crotch. Nick put the pipe down and leaned back on both arms. I did all the work. I undid his jeans, pulled them down, pulled his underwear down, and started in on his dick. Nick would moan really low, but that was the only thing he did. He stayed in the same position the entire time, and when he shot his load in my mouth he bucked his hips up a few times and grunted a couple times. I'd learned to swallow from blowing Nick's brother and Kurt, so having his load go down my throat didn't bother me at all. Afterwards, Nick and I smoked some more, then I climbed down the loft and went home.
I'd usually blow Kurt in his truck, but sometimes it'd be other places. Places like behind Pizza Hut, where he worked part-time, my parent's basement, or the dugout at the baseball field. The thing about blowing a dude in high school is they usually cum pretty quick so the whole thing would be over in like 5 minutes or so. I was at school one day, science class, and the office secretary came over the intercom and said that Coach Donnely wanted to see me in his office. This was the coach's first year teaching and he was hot AF! Black hair, blue eyes, and a total athletic body. Most of the girls at school creamed their panties over the coach and flirted their asses off with him. He'd just grin at them and turn red. Coach's fiance taught English and was as hot as he was. All the guys were creaming their jeans over her. So I get to the coach's office and he's sitting behind his desk. There was no chair for me to sit in so I just stood there. The coach starts telling me how good I'm doing on the team and complimenting me on my playing. Then he tells me he was at the ball field the previous Sunday and saw something interesting. I was getting nervous because I knew Kurt and I were in the dugout the Sunday before, but I didn't see anyone else around the field. So coach says he saw something interesting, then he adds..."in the dugout..." Oh shit, I thought. I knew the only way he could have seen us was through the side door that leads behind the dugout. He told me he was behind the dugout washing off he bases when he heard noise inside the dugout. He went to the door to go in, but then stopped because of what he saw. By this time, coach had pushed his chair back with his feet and was sitting a few feet away from his desk, with his legs spread. Any time a guy does that I can't help but look at his crotch. I can't help it. And that's what I did. I looked at his crotch, then looked away. Then coach said "I think you know what I saw in there..." I said yeah, and looked at him. He was looking down, so I thought it'd be safe to look at his crotch again. So I did. This time when I looked up, he was looking at me. I looked away and coach said "it looked like you were doing a really good job on Kurt..." I looked back at his crotch, and I could tell he was either hard or getting hard through his shorts. Then I looked at him and he was still looking at me. By instinct I knew what he wanted from the way he was acting and talking, and from looking at his crotch. His office had one of those doors that locks when you close it, so I knew no one would walk in. I walked over behind his desk, got on my knees, and rubbed his crotch. Coach was pushing his crotch into my hand, so I rubbed harder. When I thought he was fully hard, I reached up and pulled his shorts and underwear down. His dick looked as amazing as he did. Close to 8 inches and it slapped against his stomach when I pulled his shorts and underwear down. His hands were on the arms of his chair, and he just lifted his ass for me to pull the stuff all the way down. During the course of the blowjob, coach put his hands on the back of my head and started pushing his dick farther into my mouth. I'd learned from Kurt that I didn't have a gag reflex, so having him push his dick all the way down wasn't an issue. Coach kept holding on to my hair and pushing his dick in and out of my mouth and throat. I could tell he was getting ready to cum because his dick got really hard. All of a sudden he pulls me off his dick by my hair, grabs his dick, holds my head down and shoots his load all over my face. Until then, I'd never seen a guy shoot so much cum. It was all over my face and forehead. He sat there for a few minutes, then told me to get a towel to wipe off with. Then coach told me thanks and said "I've always wanted to shoot a load on a chick's face but Angela (his fiance) won't let me." That was the only time I blew him.
As for my ability to suck straight dudes. Straight guys are all I blow, and it's really not that difficult. I don't just walk up to them and say "hey dude...can I suck your dick?" In college, and now, I have about 6 straight guys that I blow on a regular basis. They've told a few guys, who've also experienced my skills. So, I have regulars and I also have referrals. Pretty sweet.