The weather is normally warm and sunny in the Houston area, especially compared to the usually bleak weather in Seattle where I was born and raised. But I decided during high school that I wanted to be a petroleum engineer, and since I wanted to leave Seattle anyway, as I’ll explain shortly, I went to college at Texas A&M.
Then got a great job in Houston with a top oil and gas company. I met my wife, Jennifer, at Texas A&M, and we were married right after graduation when we both got jobs in Houston. My name is Ed, and at the time of this story we were both thirty-five years old and had two kids, a daughter eleven years old and a son nine.
I had recently been transferred to another engineering group in my firm, and my new department has a team in a local softball league that is mostly comprised of teams from other companies in the oil and gas industry. The age of most of the players was between twenty-five and fifty years old, and it was a very competitive league. I didn’t know any of my teammates, but I was fortunately able to utilize my experience and good eye-hand coordination developed playing baseball in high school to make the team.
We practiced at a local high school which gave us access to their locker and shower facilities, so long as we weren’t there when any school events were being played. Our practices were on Tuesday and Thursday evenings after work, with our games being played on Saturday mornings.
The first practice I participated in on a Tuesday was very grueling for me, since I hadn’t been active like that for so long. I was very sweaty and dirty afterwards and decided to take advantage of the showers. As a kid in high school I was shy about being seen naked by other boys because my dick is small compared to most of the other boys, and that would be my first time in a group shower in over ten years.
I was surprised to see that many of the other men also showered and changed at the school, and I had previously assumed that most of the guys would just go home to clean up. That is an open shower room with ten shower heads, and as I entered the room some of my old apprehensions came to the surface when I saw three of my teammates already in there.
The room was steamy, but I still saw Carlos who was forty-two years old, one of the three Mexican-American men on the team, and one of the team leaders at the shower head next to me. He was in great shape, and when he turned my way I couldn’t help staring at his very large, brown cock. It was still soft and looked to be about seven inches long, uncircumcised and very thick. His balls are also the size of eggs and hung low in his hairy, brown scrotum, and his cock and balls were swinging between his legs as he moved in the shower.
I self-consciously tried to keep my body turned so Carlos couldn’t see my little dick, which is only about two inches long soft, and four and a half inches long at maximum hardness. I also saw Kendall, who was forty-eight years old and one of the two black guys on our team, and his soft cock is even bigger than Carlos’ cock, and must have been about eight inches long, and very thick, with huge, hairy balls. Finally, I saw Larry in the shower. He's my age and his cock is a more normal six inches long soft, but still much larger than my little dick.
I was having a hard time not staring at those big, swinging cocks and balls, and I just hoped that I wasn’t being too obvious about it. My dick was starting to get hard just from watching those guys, as memories of my high school days came rushing back to mind, and I hoped that the guys didn’t see that.
There I was, a happily married man of thirteen years with a beautiful wife and two gorgeous children, and yet I was getting aroused looking at those cocks. It has been seventeen years since I last had any sexual contact with the boys in high school, and yet seeing those big cocks in the shower made me feel like I was back there again, with the same strong urges to suck their cocks and swallow their cum. And being from Seattle, most of the guys in my high school were white guys. I had never seen any large brown and black cocks before.
It will help clarify the events of this story if I explain how those sexual encounters with other boys occurred in high school. I had been playing baseball ever since Little League, and easily made the high school team. I had been sixteen years old for six months already when I made the varsity team for the spring season of my junior year, and all the players were either juniors or seniors. I dated and had some sexual successes with girls, just like many of my teammates, and as far as I knew I was a normal, heterosexual guy who loved the taste, smell and feel of pussy more than anything else.
But as the season progressed, I started to be attracted to the larger genitalia of the other players. That might have been because I was embarrassed by my smaller dick and was impressed seeing their cocks and balls swinging in the shower, and I really enjoyed looking at them. And of course, I didn’t think that my teammates saw me looking at them that way. By the end of the season and the start of summer, it had become an obsession for me to look at my friends’ cocks, even though I was actively dating girls.
It's normal for teammates in high school to also be best friends, and that was the case for our group. We attended a baseball camp together, and then enjoyed the rest of the summer hiking and camping in the mountains. Four of us went together on a five-day camping trip, and being teenagers, we took beer and liquor with us along with all our other food and equipment.
We left the trailhead early and hiked all day with our heavy backpacks, and then made camp at a beautiful, isolated lake high in the mountains. We setup our four-man tent and then cooked dinner over an open fire. We sat around the fire after dinner and started drinking beer, but soon enough we went into the tent to escape the cool night air and to continue drinking.
We laid out our sleeping bags and were just sitting around talking about having sex with our girlfriends and laughing about different things from the past school year, and everyone was getting drunk.
At one point Tommy looked over at me and said, “Hey, Ed, talking about sex is making me horny. Maybe you’d like to take a closer look at my cock. You’ve been watching me and the other guys in the shower all season, so just let me know if you want to see it. I can’t really blame you for wanting to see a big one after seeing that needle dick you have.”
I was embarrassed by Tommy’s comments and said, “Fuck you, Tommy, I haven't been looking at you guys. I can’t help it if you prance around in front of me swinging those big things around like that.”
Then my other friend, Jason said, “Yeah, Tommy’s right. I’ve seen you staring at all of us in the shower. I know that you like pussy, but it seems that you might also like some cock. Shit, maybe we should all just pull our cocks out and see what you’d do.”
As if on cue, Tommy, Jason and my other friend, Michael, all pulled down their shorts and underwear, and I was faced with three hard cocks. I guess all our previous sex talk had gotten them aroused, and I saw Tommy’s eight-inch cock which is very thick, and a big set of balls in his hairy scrotum. Jason’s cock is just a little shorter than Tommy’s, but it's even thicker. Michaels’s cock is bigger than both others and must have been nine inches long and he has huge, hairy balls.
I could hardly believe that my friends would drop their pants at one time like that, and sit there slowly stroking their cocks. I had to wonder if they had planned it ahead of time. I just sat there staring at their cocks for a few moments and then realized that they were all staring at me, watching to see my reaction.
I finally gained the presence of mind to say, “Come on, guys, you can pull your pants up now. You might think this is funny, but I’m not laughing.”
Even though I was trying to act disinterested, a strange feeling was coming over me that I didn’t understand. My small dick was getting hard in my pants just seeing their big cocks, which I had never seen hard before, and I was wondering what it would be like to touch them. But I also knew that I couldn’t admit my attraction to their cocks so easily.
I was trying to understand why they would think I had an interest in their cocks. Was my staring at them in the shower just too obvious? Was there something about my body language or facial expressions that told them I liked their cocks? Or was it just that since I have a small dick, they just assumed that I’d be interested in their big ones?
We all just sat there for a minute or two, and then Tommy broke the awkward silence saying, “If you just want to touch our cocks, we won’t tell anyone about it unless you want us to.”
That was a difficult quandary for me. I was developing stronger and stronger desires to not only touch their cocks but to suck them, but at the same time I knew that it would change our relationships forever. I considered myself to be straight and knew that the social aspects of the remainder of my high school career would change if I succumbed to my desires. And yet a small voice in my head was telling me not to pass up the opportunity.
I started trying to rationalize that I could blame the whole thing on my being drunk and out of control, and I had evolved my urges to the point that I knew I had to do it. It still bothered me that my friends seemed to think that I would be the only one to handle all their cocks, and none of them would do anything to me or the others. But at the same time, the idea of me feeling and maybe even sucking their big cocks was starting to turn me on.
Several more minutes passed and then Tommy seemed to have the right instincts to say something that could convince me do it. He said, “Come on, Ed, it won’t hurt you to touch our cocks. We won’t think any less of you since we know that you and the rest of us are drunk. And then if you like it, maybe you could suck our cocks for us too.”
Tommy had mentioned me sucking them too, which I had already been contemplating, so I decided to give in and say, “Okay, guys, I’ll try it, but you have to promise that you won’t tell anyone else about this.”
All the boys smiled and winked at each other as I reached out to take Tommy’s cock in my hand. It was amazing feeling the thickness and weight of his big cock, especially when compared to my little one, and I instinctively started stroking it. After a couple of minutes his cock head was wet with precum and he was beginning to slowly swivel his hips and thrust his cock in my hand.
Then he looked at me and said, “Come on and suck it for me, Ed. You know you want to, and I know that I will definitely like it.”
Tommy was sitting between Jason and Michael, and when I didn’t react to suck him right away, he put his hands behind my head and pulled me towards his cock, as the other boys each took one of my hands and pulled them onto their cocks. I liked that he was kind of forcing me to suck his cock, and I opened my mouth and took his thick, wet cock head between my lips. I tasted his salty precum and I liked the texture of his cock crown as it hit my tongue. He continued to push me farther down on his cock and the heat and thickness of it was arousing to me.
The other boys were holding my hands in place stroking their cocks, and I was starting to feel like a cock slut since I was sucking one of them and jacking off the other two. Tommy was undoubtedly turned on from all the conversation and my sucking him, and I felt his cock starting to thicken a little more and start to pulse, as he began spewing his big load of boy cum into my mouth. I know this sounds silly, but it hadn’t occurred to me that he’d be ejaculating into my mouth.
But I had no choice as he held my head firmly on his cock and said, “Oh fuck, that’s it, cock sucker. Keep sucking and swallow all my cream. Damn that feels good, Ed, and no girls have ever sucked me that well.”
I swallowed twice to keep from choking on his big load of cum and continued sucking him as his cock started to soften. Then he pushed me off his spent cock and said, “That’s enough for now, man. My cock is too sensitive. So, go ahead and suck Jason’s cock while I rest up.”
I didn’t even look up as I moved over to Jason’s cock and started sucking it. His thicker cock felt good in my mouth, and I used what I had learned from sucking Tommy and started moving up and down while sucking him hard. He also held my head in place and was soon shooting his huge load of semen into my mouth as I swallowed it all. I could go on and on giving the details of how I sucked and swallowed each of these boys three times that night, and then several times every day for the rest of our trip. But I want to finish this reminiscing and get back to the softball story.
My friends seemed to have an unlimited supply of hard cock and teen cum for me to eat. By the time we got back to Seattle I was their confirmed cock sucker and a slut for all the cum I could get to taste and swallow. On that trip they also used me to suck their balls and perinea, and I couldn’t seem to get enough of licking and sucking their genitals, and swallowing their cum. I liked the different tastes and textures of their juices and couldn’t get enough.
When we got home I continued to meet with them and a few other guys on the team during the summer. On many nights when we were sleeping over at each other’s homes and had dates with girls, I would still suck all of them off, even if they had been lucky enough to be sucked and/or fucked by the girls.
I really enjoyed it when I tasted the pussy juices on their cocks, as well as the stale cum from their fucking. And then when the baseball season started in my senior year, I started sucking off most of the boys in the locker and shower rooms. At one point the coach heard about my oral service to the team, and I started sucking his huge cock whenever he wanted me to.
By the end of my senior year baseball season, which pretty much coincided with graduation, I was still friends with the boys I was sucking, but I could tell that they really didn’t respect me that much anymore. I was little more than a handy cum dump to them, but I have to admit that part of me enjoyed that role of being a cock sucker to them. I also knew that I couldn’t continue sucking them indefinitely, which is why I decided to go to college in Texas and make a fresh start.
It was a painful withdrawal for me not having those cocks to suck and cum to swallow anymore, but I was lucky to meet Jennifer early in my freshman year at Texas A&M. She had a very high sex drive, and we fucked almost every day. That seemed to satiate me and eliminate my obsession with cocks and cum, although I did routinely suck my own cum from her pussy after we fucked, and I still enjoyed the taste of it.
So, I think you can see how easy it was for me to start lusting after the big cocks of my softball teammates in Houston. Since having our two children, Jennifer’s sex drive had diminished significantly, and I was lucky to get more than one fuck a month from her. It still bothers me that I have these bisexual urges to suck cock and swallow cum, and I guess I never really did figure out where those urges came from. Maybe it was a genetic thing, but I have no knowledge of this behavior in my immediate family. Whatever it is, seeing those big cocks in the shower brought back all the emotions and hunger I had in high school.