He Did it in My Mouth (2)

All Brynn could think about in the days after meeting Cal in a darkened corner of The Basement recreation center a few days before, was how disturbed he felt. It had been a huge step to suck on a grown man’s penis for the first time even though he had wanted to do it for a long time. He just hadn’t imagined it would happen so early in life.

He thought of himself as innocent in the matter of cocksucking because it was Cal who had made everything happen while Brynn had remained passive.

Cal had not returned to the rec center for a few days and that gave the boy space he needed to “normalize” himself so he could related to Taylor, his only friend and Cal’s granddaughter.

He already felt like a traitor because he had gone with her grandfather and he had not refused when Cal had exposed himself and he had gone along with it when the gray-haired man wanted to put his penis in the boy’s mouth. Brynn hadn’t even resisted when the man began to fuck his mouth and he had not moved a single muscle the entire time that Cal was ejaculating all over his tonsils.

It was wrong. Not because sucking cock seemed wrong, but rather because Taylor was his friend. She trusted him. How awful would it be if she discovered he had blown her grandfather?

Yet, the boy couldn’t help himself. He liked the man’s attention and acceptance and praise for being a good cocksucker. Those things felt like warm blankets on a cold night for a boy who was skinny, cumbersome, insecure, and not boy-like enough to fit in with many others.

After not seeing the man for a few days and Brynn wondering what had happened to him, Cal appeared. He brought Taylor to The Basement recreation center in the morning and left without acknowledging Brynn. The boy felt confusion and resignation that what had happened with Taylor’s grandfather would not happen again. He was a “one-time” thing for the older man and that was not a good feeling.

By early afternoon, things changed again.

Brynn was alone by the swings when he heard a car horn. When he turned, he saw Cal’s older luxury four-door parked and the man motioning for him to come. As if snagged by some Pied Piper, the boy found himself walking the Cyclone fence to an opening and back up the sidewalk to the man’s car.

With it being a one-way street, Cal had parked with his driver’s side next to the curb and he motioned for Brynn to get in on the passenger’s side. The man’s eyes darted as he encouraged the boy to hurry.

He said he had been out of town. “About the basement the other night…” he continued. “I…I don’t do things like that. I didn’t know what you thought about it. Hell, I’m not sure what I thought about it. All I know is I like you.” He looked away. “And well, yeah, I liked what we did—you know—the other day.”

Brynn’s brain felt like a circular firing squad. Every thought that fired through one way was struck by an opposing one from another. He was elated to see the man yet it had also been agony when he had thought it was over.

“And, uh, well, have you…been thinking about it? Tell me you have.”

Although the boy had not been able to get it out of his mind, he simply shrugged.

Cal began to lift his button-down shirt and that is when the boy was astounded! This man…Taylor’s grandfather!…had been playing with his cock the entire time! Right there! On a public street! In broad daylight Next to a playground!

And, his cock…it was…it was bare and…standing straight out. Completely hard! Confusion dazed the boy’s head again.

Cal noticed the boy watching. He looked around and, while holding his adult-sized boner with his left hand, he tugged the back of Brynn’s head with his right. “Go ahead Brynn. Just a few minutes.”

Brynn knew. Of course he knew! This man wanted to put his penis in his mouth again…right then; right there.

He nudged the boy’s head and Brynn complied and his mouth opened and Cal’s cockhead pried through his lips and the man’s hips pushed up and his hands pushed down and in just a few seconds, he was in the boy’s sweet warm mouth.