Chapter 13 - Ethan #2
Ethan nodded, licking his lips, and for a split second felt like he was sixteen again, about to touch a girl’s breast for the first time—thrilled, terrified, and more alive than he’d ever been. “I—yeah. I do.”
He released the tension of needing to justify himself, the words bubbling up as if they had been waiting for this moment.
“You know, I’ve thought about this a lot lately.
Being out here has made me see things differently, and I feel like I’m finally starting to understand who I am.
I want to try, I would love to." His hand trembled slightly.
"But I don't—" He swallowed hard, Adam's apple bobbing.
"I don't know what I'm doing, what if I'm terrible at it? "
Jack laughed, loud and full. “Don’t worry.
Every cocksucker starts somewhere. Besides, I love enthusiasm.
Lucky for you, I love training up a new cocksucker.
I especially love deepthroat training. And you picked the best time possible to learn because ol’ Riley here is quite the expert cocksucker and can definitely teach you everything you need to know to please a real man.
I haven’t managed to make Riley gag yet and trust me, I’ve been trying! ” Jack’s eyes gleamed.
Riley let Ethan’s cock slip from his lips, chin wet and smiling.
“Awh, this is so cute. I fucking knew you were gay somewhere deep down inside. I could tell it by the way you have puppy eyes for Cole. And in case you are lucky enough to catch the elusive straight man, especially one like Cole, you better be ready to knock his socks off with amazing head. I’d love to be your cocksucking teacher!
You’re in good hands. I’ll show you everything you need to know.
You’ll be a pro in no time, promise. Oh, how fun!
” He winked, then licked a bead of pre-cum off the head of Ethan’s cock with delicate reverence.
Jack added, “Don’t feel shy or worry about time, I can stay hard for a while. We will slowly get you trained up into the cumdump cocksucker you were born to be! If anything, it’s hot as fuck seeing you want it so bad.”
Ethan laughed, the fear melting away in the rush of endorphins. He dropped to his knees next to Riley, the earth hard and cold beneath, but every cell in his body burning for what came next.
Riley held Jack’s cock up, showing Ethan the length and curve. “Just start slow, okay? Lick the tip, tease it like ice cream. You don’t have to go deep until you’re ready,” Riley coached. “Just lick up and around the shaft. It’s about confidence and enthusiasm, not speed.”
Ethan took Jack’s cock in hand, surprised at the heat, the weight. He licked up the shaft, swirling his tongue around the head. The taste was salty, but not unpleasant. Riley watched, nodding approval, then leaned in to suck the other side, turning the act into a messy, shared ritual.
“Use your hand too,” Riley whispered. “Grip it, twist. Some guys like that.”
Ethan tried it, and Jack groaned. “Fucking perfect. See, you’re a natural.”
They took turns, Riley demonstrating, Ethan copying, then both licking and sucking together, tongues sometimes meeting at the head.
It was messy, spit everywhere, but that only made it hotter.
Riley reached over and stroked Ethan’s cock with his free hand, every pump in perfect time with their mouths on Jack.
When it was Ethan’s turn to deepthroat, Riley gave instructions. “Relax your jaw and throat, breathe through your nose, let it slide in, don’t fight it.”
Ethan tried, the head bumping the back of his throat. He gagged, tears springing to his eyes, but Jack’s hands in his hair kept him steady. “That’s it, you little bitch. You’ll get better with practice.”
Riley rewarded Ethan with a kiss, tongues mixing Jack’s taste and spit. “You’re doing amazing. This is so fucking hot.”
They alternated, Riley showing off by deepthroating Jack’s cock to the hilt, nose buried in Jack’s pubes, then pulling off with a gasp and a triumphant grin.
“You’re up,” Riley would say, and Ethan would lean in, emboldened, taking more each time.
He gagged once, twice, but Riley just laughed and stroked his back. “You’ll get there. Just relax.”
The training intensified, Riley coaching every step, Ethan getting braver, taking Jack deeper each time. “You were born to be a cumdump, weren’t you?” Jack said.
Jack’s grip tightened in Ethan’s hair. “You like that, don’t you? You look good on your knees. You wanna be a little cocksucker, Hayes?”
Ethan’s mouth was too full to answer, but he made a desperate sound that said everything.
He loved the heat and weight of Jack’s cock on his tongue, the way it pulsed and throbbed, the taste and the smell and the mess.
He’d never felt so fully alive, so totally outside himself and yet more himself than ever.
As the minutes passed, the intensity built. Jack’s cock swelled in Ethan’s mouth, veins bulging, the skin turning a deep, angry pink. Jack’s breathing grew ragged, his hips thrusting harder, forcing Ethan to take more with every stroke.
Riley grinned, eyes glinting with mischief. “He’s close. You want his cum, Ethan? You wanna swallow it?”
Ethan nodded, pulling off for air. “I want it so bad. Can I have it?”
Riley giggled, delighted. “You’ve earned it, babe. Go for it.”
Jack’s hand came down hard on the back of Ethan’s head. “You want it, bitch?” he growled.
“Yes sir. Please give it to me,” Ethan said, desperate.
Riley smiled, “You ready, baby? Get it all the way down.”
Jack shoved Riley’s face down into his balls, then guided Ethan back to the cock. “Get it in your throat,” Jack commanded.
Ethan took a breath, relaxed, and opened wide, letting Jack’s cock slide deeper as Jack pushed his head down. The cock head slipped past the throat barrier, and Jack’s hips bucked, forcing Ethan’s nose into the pubes.
“Oh yeah, fuck yeah,” Jack moaned. “That’s it. Right there. I’m going to blow the biggest load. Here it comes, you little slut. Gulp it down, bitch!”
Ethan braced himself. Jack’s cock swelled, twitched, then erupted, pulse after pulse shooting hot cum down Ethan’s throat.
Jack’s hands kept Ethan’s head in place, forcing him to swallow every drop straight down the back of his throat.
It was overwhelming, and Ethan sputtered and coughed and almost choked as the load kept coming, Jack’s hand forcing him to stay buried until the last drop had been milked from the shaft.
When Jack finally let go, Ethan collapsed back, coughing and gasping for air, tears streaming down his cheeks, spit and cum leaking down his chin.
Jack laughed, not mean, just satisfied. “Now that’s a good little cocksucker. Holy fuck.”
Riley nuzzled Ethan’s cheek. “You did so good. I’m so proud of you.”
Jack squeezed out one last drop of cum from the tip of his cock and Ethan promptly licked it off. “What do you say?” Jack asked, voice still heavy with authority.
Ethan swallowed, then looked up at Jack.
“Thank you sir for that tasty load.” then gasped for air, his face flushed, eyes streaming but wide and alive.
He’d done it. He’d really done it, and the world hadn’t ended.
If anything, the world felt brighter, sharper, like a heavy fog had finally lifted, revealing a world vibrant and alive.
For the first time in his life, Ethan felt unburdened, as if the chains of expectation and doubt had shattered, leaving him light and free.
A radiant joy coursed through him, igniting every nerve ending, filling him with an exhilarating sense of possibility.
Ethan’s own cock was throbbing, the head was so swollen and sensitive that he could barely touch it.
He’d never been this hard in his life, not even the desperate, frantic times as a teenager when he was haunted by the vague, unnameable cravings that never quite fit into a straight world.
But this was different. Here, he was flooded by adrenaline, by pride, by happiness, and by the wild sense that every cell in his body had finally been allowed to be exactly what it wanted.
“That was so fucking hot,” Ethan whispered. “I could cum without even touching it.”
He started stroking, but Riley moved in front, kneeling between Ethan’s legs, and said, “Don’t worry, I got you baby.”
Riley grabbed Ethan’s cock with both hands, almost reverently. He made a show of licking his lips, then opened his mouth wide and took the whole shaft in one smooth, practiced motion, the move so slick and sexy that Ethan nearly fainted from pleasure.
For a split second, the world tilted—Riley’s mouth was hotter than anything Ethan had ever felt, and his tongue curled under the shaft, pressing and swirling in a rhythm that felt both impossibly precise and totally wild. It was nothing like what he’d imagined. It was so much better.
Riley didn’t just suck—he devoured, using his lips, cheeks, tongue and throat, bobbing his head with the confidence of someone who’d honed their craft to the level of art.
He grabbed Ethan’s ass, digging his fingers into the flesh and hauling him forward, guiding the cock deeper and deeper.
When his nose bumped Ethan’s pubes, Riley groaned, the vibration sending a jolt of energy through Ethan’s whole body.
Riley then stuck his tongue out, snaking under the shaft and out of his mouth, so that it lapped at Ethan’s balls while his cock was still buried deep in his throat.
Ethan’s vision blurred. He grabbed the back of Riley’s head, not to control him but to anchor himself, because he truly felt like he might float away.
All the shame and uncertainty he’d carried for decades were burning off like morning fog.
He braced himself, whimpering, “You’re so fucking hot.
Here it is. Holy fuck. I’m going to cum the hardest I have ever have in my life.
I’m about to feed you a big, tasty load. Don’t waste a drop.”