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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]A whole lot of years later and while I had a job driving a cab, I picked this girl up and took her to where she wanted to go. We got to talking along the way and as I dropped her off, she said that she would very much like for me to come see her when I got off from work because she thought I was sexy and a nice guy and made it clear that having sex with me would be good for both of us. I hurried up and agreed to come back after work because she was not only quite pretty, I liked her whole attitude... and she had let me know how much she loved to suck dick and how much she thought it would be nice to suck my dick.

I spent the rest of my shift riding around with my dick hard and I couldn't wait to finish work so I could get back to her. My shift was finally over; I jumped in my car and went to her place, thinking that she might have been pulling my leg or just leading me on but, I was already there, figured I had nothing to lose, and knocked on the door. When the door opened, she was standing there all decked out in a lacy teddy... and I thought I was gonna cum in my underwear.

"I'm glad you came back," she said, taking me by the hand and leading me inside. "I can see that I'm not the only one who's glad you accepted my invitation!"

She didn't waste any time pulling me into her bedroom and undressing me; she knelt down before me and started licking and kissing my dick before going down further to suck on my balls. My legs felt like limp noodles and I figured she could feel how wobbly they were because she stopped sucking my balls long enough to get me to lie down on the bed... then proceeded to give me one hell of a blow job. It was so good that, a couple of times, I just knew I had busted a nut... but I hadn't. Man, the way she kissed me was just short of being magical, sending huge waves of pleasure through me as her tongue probed my mouth. She had me so riled up that I couldn't wait to start giving her some attention and pleasure, too, and I let her know that.

She giggled and said, "Okay, if that's what you want... and I'd love it!"

Then I got the shock of my life to watch her stripping out of the lacy teddy and seeing that, first off, her ample breast were nothing but wads of toilet paper... and when she stepped out of the teddy, she had a very hard dick! And now I knew why my brother had been so pissed off years ago:

Every sense I owned had gotten totally and completely fooled. Before she stripped, I was 100% convince that this was a girl and got my mind 100% blown to find out that she was a he.

"Does this change anything?" she - he - asked.

"No, it doesn't," I said once I got my voice back to working. "I go both ways so, no, this doesn't change anything... I'm just very surprised, that's all."

"I understand," she - he - shit - said. "Come here; I need you to taste me..."[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"I shoulda known something was up because she was stalling and making excuses why she couldn't fuck," my brother said.

"Nothing new about that," I replied; even I knew there were girls who'd be game to give a blow job but getting in her pussy wasn't gonna happen and I even said as much to him.

After agreeing with me, he goes on to say that she finally agreed to let them fuck her and they started peeling her out of her clothes; he said she had some really nice tits and they were both sucking on a titty and getting her all nice and hot before finishing stripping her down and...

"She had a dick!" my brother said. "She just didn't have dick - she had a big-assed dick!"

Oh, okay... [B]now[/B] I know why he's pissed but, then again, it didn't make sense to me since I knew for a fact that he had no qualms about playing with a dick, with me or his boys or whoever else he was doing it with. He's back to being agitated and now I'm trying not to laugh at him as he's describing the look they both had on their faces to see this cute girl with nice tits standing there with a big boner.

"So what happened?" I asked.

"We fucked her, um, him and she, shit, he fucked us, too," he said and grumbling as he said it.

"Okay, explain something to me - how did that piss you off?" I asked. "Ain't like you never did it with a guy before, you know?"

"But she had a dick!" my brother exclaimed, looking at me like I was supposed to understand the significance of this and, being honest, I really didn't. I knew about those guys who acted like girls and some of them would actually dress up like a girl including stuffing toilet paper in a bra so they could have boobs... but since they were still guys, duh, they had dicks.

"Okay," I said. "But wait - were the tits real?"

"Yeah, they were," he said and I believed him... then got to thinking about the rumors I'd hear every now and then about girls who were born with a dick or guys who were somehow born with both a dick and a pussy and wound up getting tits.

How about that? It wasn't just a rumor after all! But I still couldn't figure out why he was so pissed off. To confirm my hunch, I asked him if he - she - also had a pussy and, yep, she did and he even told me how much more he was confused when she - he - fucked them both and didn't even cum, well, he made it clear that he - she - wasn't shooting any cum and because she - he - wasn't, her/his dick stayed hard the whole time they were having sex.

I'm thinking that, hmm, it doesn't get any better than that but I still couldn't figure out why he was so highly pissed off and more so when he said that him and his boy had a lot of fun having sex with her... or him.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I had just come in from practicing with the band I was in and putting my drums up when my brother stormed into the house, slamming doors and stomping up the stairs; he burst into our room in such a rush that I was glad the door hadn't been closed - he was so animated that he probably would have walked right through it.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked, jumping out of the way as he continued to move around the room like an angry, caged animal and, yeah, the look on his face told me how pissed off he was.

"Man, lemme tell you what happened!" he said, literally walking around in a circle a couple of times before sitting on his bed.

Well, according to him, he had been hanging out with one of his boys and in the guy's neighborhood and, knowing the two of them, looking to see what kind of trouble they could get into. He said that while they were talking about what to do, this fine looking honey comes up to them and starts flirting with both of them and after some discussion, she agreed to go back to my brother's friend's house so she could have sex with both of them.

He's telling me this part... and I'm not really sure what he's pissed off about because, according to both of them, it wasn't like they had never shared pussy before... and I knew that these two - and the other guy in their little gang - spent quite a bit of time having sex with each other; he just didn't know that I knew.

My brother goes on to tell me that once they get to his boy's house and in his room, the girl starts out by sucking their dicks... and I yawned listening to him talking about how good she sucked them and was impatient waiting for him to get to whatever it was that pissed him off and like I'd never seen him before - and not even when the two of us got to fighting... and that's saying something.

He said that she sucked both of them and, at one point, had both of their dicks in her mouth and before either of them could cum, well, they both wanted to fuck her... and I'm thinking, "So what?"[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]My butt felt like it was on fire! I mean, it was really hurting and so much that I started squirming on the chair before I realized I was doing it... and that just made it hurt even more! My mom noticed it and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My butt hurts," I said, knowing that telling her that it was nothing wasn't going to be believed. "One of the guys knocked me down and I landed on my butt and on a stone, too!" Yeah, lied my sore ass off.

"Ouch," she said. "I bet that hurt! Do you want me to look at it?"

That was the last thing I wanted her to do! My mom was a nurse and I knew that if she looked at my butt, she would see no sign of me sitting down hard on a rock... and then start looking closer to find out why my butt was hurting so much that I couldn't sit still.

"No, thank you," I said. "It'll be okay - I just didn't think it was gonna hurt a whole lot when I sat down."

"You boys need to be careful - someone could really get hurt," she said before going to break up a little argument my older sister and brother were having about who had the bigger sandwich.

After lunch I got sent outside again and eventually ran into three of the guys involved in pulling the train earlier and, no surprise, they were all ready and eager to do something and, honestly, so was I.

"We're not gonna do it to each other, right?" I asked.

"Nah, my butt is still sore!" one guy said and the others just nodded. "Let's just go suck, okay?"

Once back at the original "scene of the crime," we paired off and kept ourselves busy sucking each other and changing partners until the four of us couldn't get hard again. As we were leaving, some of the other guys were coming in but none of them were the guys the four of us had been with earlier. They invited us to stay but we declined and it was a good thing I did because my mom came out looking for me, all dressed for work (and early) and told me she had to go in and I had to go inside until my father came home.

I went inside, went to my room... and went right to sleep.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I was so comfortable being fucked that halfway through the fourth guy doing it to me, I nodded off; in fact, I didn't even feel him when he stuck it in and had giggled to hear and feel how squishy my behind was at this point. I nodded off, lulled into a short nap and didn't snap out of it until I heard him yell, "I'm gonna shoot!"

Guys five, six, and seven took their own sweet time doing it to me and even though I knew the guys were talking, I had tuned out everything other than the dick sliding in and out of my ass. It was very hot in the abandoned building and before guy number eight took his turn with me, I got up to get some much needed water... and when I stood up, with my legs wobbly, it felt weird to feel all the stuff that had been shot into me oozing out and running down my legs. After gulping down a lot of water, I laid back down and waited for number eight to stick it in and do it to me.

You might think that it took a very long time for all nine of them to fuck me... but it really didn't even though, to me, it seemed like hours when, after sneaking a peek at my trusty Timex, it had only been a half an hour or so; guys five, six, and seven took a whole four or five minutes doing it to me but, again, it felt like took much longer. When guy number nine took his place and stuck it in, I was tired and sweaty; thanks to some of the guys sucking my dick before sticking it in me, I had shot my stuff a few times and my body was really feeling achy from lying down and having them on top of me.

The last guy shot his stuff and I was glad that he was the last one... but I also knew it was going to be a long time before everyone got the train pulled on them. I was stiff and almost got a cramp in my leg trying to stand up but I managed it, went over to the sink, and spent quite a bit of time washing my butt and legs to get rid of all the evidence my friends had shot into me.

Then got at the back of the line to await my turn to do it to the next guy, which was the first guy who did it to me.

Let's see... when we got started, it was just after 9am and we finished pulling a train on each other somewhere around 11 or so; we'd all had a turn fucking and being fucked and we were right back to where we started... with me. We actually spent a few minutes deciding on whether or not we wanted to keep going and part of me was all for it but most of me was hoping that we didn't. I was so tired that all I wanted to do was to go home and take a nap and I think, today, that if it hadn't been for the fact that we'd worn each other out so much, the train would have kept going.

It wasn't until I had gotten dressed and we were on our way out so we could get home for lunch that I realized how sore my butt was and my butt still felt kinda squishy because you can't wash Vaseline off easily with cold water. We all got back where we met and just in time to hear parents yelling for us to come in for lunch - and I was starving. My mom had made me a "Dagwood" sandwich - maybe you're old enough to know about the comic reference - and I couldn't wait to sit down and dive right into it, well, until I actually sat down.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]That's what we used to call it when a bunch of guys got together to have sex with one person; it's called a gang bang these days and my first experience being in a train was with the same nine guys who, a week or so before, I spent a lot of time sucking their dicks and swallowing their loads. We'd thought that doing that would be great fun for one and all - and it was... if not a bit messy for me.

So when get got together that day, we all agreed that it would be even more fun to pull a train on each other and everyone would take a turn being fucked by everyone else until all ten of us had been fucked. This time, I didn't volunteer to go first; we stuck our feet into a circle and played a picking game and, well, I got picked first. I wasn't unhappy about it but since I'd had sex with all of those guys before, it was gonna be nice... or I was hoping it would be.

We had picked the hideout that still had running water and because we used this one a lot, we had gathered up a few mattresses to keep from doing things on the bare floor and while we got things together, one guy ran home and came back with a big jar of Vaseline and we teased him about what would happen when his parents found out it was missing. With the jokes and stuff aside, we all got undressed and the first guy came over to where I was lying and we sucked each other for a few before he said, "I wanna do it with you on your back!"

I hated being on my back... and he knew it and as he got into position to stick it in me, I also knew he didn't really like doing it like that and was only doing it because knew I didn't like it. He got between my legs, lifted them up and pushed his dick right in me; the Vaseline made everything so slick that he went in really fast and (1) made me feel like I had to throw up and (2) made it feel like his dick was in my stomach.

It didn't take him long to shoot his stuff in me, moaning and groaning with the sex noises that I found very funny. He pulled out, took a moment to give my soft dick a good suck, then moved aside so the next guy could do it to me. He wanted me on my stomach and when I felt his dick sliding in me, I sighed happily. [/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I'd run into guys who'd brag that no one was able to deep throat them... and then I'd do it, sometimes quickly, sometimes nice and slow; I'd look up at them to see the look of disbelief on their face as inch after inch would disappear into my mouth and throat until my nose would be pressed up against their pubic bone. Sometimes that would make a guy cum right away and it would get a guy "begging" me to do it again and again - and sometimes I did, sometimes I didn't.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]One guy started an argument with me because I wouldn't take him deep and told me that I was supposed to do what he wanted to make him happy... and it really pissed me off and made me say, "Is that what you think? You really believe I'm doing this just to make you happy?" He got really pissed because after hearing him say that, I refused to finish sucking his dick - I just got up and walked away and never looked back even when he was saying he was sorry and all that. I stayed pissed behind that for a couple of weeks but all that meant was that I was still learning a whole lot about sucking dick and how guys behave when they have their dick in my mouth.

My greatest challenge was deep throating the guy with 13" of dick... and the riskiest thing I'd done. By that time I understood some stuff about sucking dick and how dangerous it could be to have a guy too deep in my throat. That guy hadn't asked me to go deep on him - I just couldn't resist the challenge his stupidly long - but skinny - dick presented. I just kept at him, taking more of him in every time my head moved down until, some very long and difficult minutes later, I felt my nose pressing against his pubic bone. One part of me was howling with delight but a bigger part of me was pitching one hell of a bitch because I couldn't breathe and my attempts to take all of him down had made my throat quite sore. And I still had to do it again just to prove to myself that the first time wasn't a fluke.

To say he was impressed was an understatement and, hell, I was impressed with myself! I, on the other hand, wasn't impressed with him at all as a cock sucker; he'd barely gotten the head of my dick in his mouth before he started huffing and gagging... but my ego was laughing at him because I could do that to him "easier" than he could do anything to me.

I was finding, as time went on, that I'd get to suck a lot of dick... because I could deep throat a dick. Eight, nine, even ten inches meant nothing to me at this point because I had learned and mastered the things that had to be done in order to swallow down all of a guy's dick. The one thing I learned was that while it was nice and even impressive to make a big dick disappear, it was still much more pleasurable when the guy didn't have a garden hose between his legs: Smaller dicks are just much easier to take down deep.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]It didn't take long for almost all of us to learn this new trick and those who couldn't do it, well, it wasn't because they didn't try. Every time I sucked a guy's dick, I tried to make it all disappear but, again, with more, ah, mature dicks, yeah, wasn't happening but I'd try just the same. The downside was my jaw muscles would ache something fierce and sometimes my mouth and throat would get rubbed "raw" trying to do the disappearing trick and making me wonder if there was something I was missing since, um, some of those more mature dicks weren't "all that big" or thick and I felt that I should be able to do it.

If my attempts to do the disappearing trick did anything, it got my jaw muscles used to being stretched wide. One day, after running an errand, I was sucking a man's dick as part of my payment for running the errand and I was practicing the disappearing trick on him and I guess it got his attention because he said, "You gotta relax if you're trying to do what I think you're trying to do. Just relax your throat and keep breathing through your nose!"

I gave it a try... and while I didn't make his dick disappear, I was able to get more of it in my mouth and keep it there when he shot his stuff. Later - and while giving my jaws and face a much needed break, I realized that the part I was missing was the relaxing part and saw that every time I was sucking a dick, I wasn't really relaxed while doing it but, then again, sucking a guy's dick was so exciting that it was hard to relax and I'd later find out that when a guy was fucking my mouth like it was a pussy, being able to relax - and stay relaxed the whole time - wasn't all that easy to do especially when they had long and fat dicks.

I had to learn to not panic when a guy with a huge dick head was in my mouth and it got far enough in my mouth and throat that it felt like it was getting stuck and, man, that was hard to ignore and while some guys didn't care if it was bothering me, some guys would admonish me by saying, "Never try to take more than you're able to; you're gonna hurt yourself if you keep doing that!"

A good piece of advice. I was driven to be good at sucking dick and as I had been learning, if I could suck down all of a guy's dick, the more they liked what I was doing and the more they liked it, sometimes, the faster they'd cum... but I'd also learned the hard way that unless I wanted a guy's cum to wind up coming out of my nose or almost choking on it, when he was gonna cum, just back the hell off and make it easier for me to swallow it.

By the time I was 17, there weren't too many dicks I couldn't take all the way down... but there were also a lot of dicks I just couldn't do that to. I'd seen "Deep Throat" and Linda Lovelace's performance inspired me to keep working at taking longer/fatter dicks all the way down... and I found myself sucking a lot of dicks before being able to take them deep became second nature to me. A lot of guys were impressed that I could do that and many of them told me that it made them happy that I could do something women either wouldn't or couldn't do.

The first time a guy told me that I sucked dick better than any girl who ever sucked him, I was so over the moon and proud of myself it wasn't funny. But I still learned some hard lessons about this; I didn't like it when a guy grabbed my head and forced it down until I had all of his dick and then started fucking my mouth. It was much easier for me to deep throat a guy if (1) I did it without his help and (2) if he just stayed still and let me deep throat him... but not all of the guys I sucked were of a mind to make this easy for me to do.

I learned that it was just one of those things I was going to have to get used to and I had to resist the urge to take a swing at a guy who was making me go deep on him by holding my head down... and sometimes, that didn't work well at all and I'd have to stop and tell him, "Don't do that - just let me suck your dick, damn it!"

I could deep throat guys who where seven to eight inches when hard and while it got me a lot of props from them, when they'd suck me, I felt... contempt for them because they couldn't take me deep and some of them would be gagging and making that funny "I'm gonna throw up" sound and not even having half of my dick in their mouth. But I had to realize that just because I could do it didn't mean anyone could do it; I also realized that while it was nice when someone could deep throat me, the fact that they were sucking my dick and taking my cum was more important and, as such, it didn't matter to me if they could take me deep or not; if they could, I was very appreciative but if not, it was no big deal.

It was more important for me to be able to do it. It was a challenge to be able to do it and I'd learned a long time ago that not taking on the challenge, well, it wasn't as much fun. I'd learned that if a guy wanted me to deep throat him, I didn't have to if I didn't want to and when I didn't, yeah, sometimes, we'd have a conversation about it and some of them weren't what I'd call nice or civil. I'd deep throat any guy... but when I wanted to and not because he wanted me to... and he sure as fuck wasn't going to make me do it and I made it a point to let guys know that before anything happened and warn them that if they force me to take them deep, there was a good chance they'd wind up getting hurt. The good thing was a lot of guys took that to heart; it was okay for them to put their hands on my head but they knew not to press down on my head and to just let me do what I knew how to do.[/SIZE][/FONT]