I grew up in a small town and did not move to the city until college. There was not much opportunity for sex with girls in a small town. As a teenager, our sexual activity was confined to masturbating while looking at magazines like Playboy and Penthouse. We often had group masturbation sessions in the barn of one of our friend's father. Sometimes there would be as many as 6 of us sitting around with our pants and underwear around our ankles competing to see who could cum the fastest or shoot the farthest. I could often win the fastest competition but my cock was much smaller than most of the others and couldn't match the distance some of these guys could. Brad, whose father owned the barn we would meet in, was really hung. Where most of the guys would have 5 or 6 inches, Brad's cock was at least eight inches long, uncut, and thick. My cock, on the other hand was only 4 inches and skinny. While the other guys would fantasize about the models in the magazines, I would fantasize about Brad's cock. I guess I had penis envy. I would dream that Brad would stand up and come stand in front of me and start rubbing his beautiful hard cock all over my face and then shoving it's full length in my mouth, forcing me to suck him until he came.
One day, I was the only one at Brad's. We had been tossing a football around. When we tired of that, Brad suggested we head to the barn. My heart was pounding in my chest as we walked to the barn. When we got inside, we both dropped our pants. I was already hard and throbbing just with the thought of being alone with Brad. He must have sensed something was up (so to speak) because he looked at my hard on and commented that I was really eager. I couldn't keep my eyes off his cock. He noticed my staring and kind of laughed. I decided to go for broke. "Can I touch your cock?" I asked nervously, hoping he wouldn't punch me out.
"I wondered why you were always staring at me, or my cock" Brad said. "Are you a queer?"
"I don't know if I am but I have dreamed of being alone with you while we jacked off for a long time" I told him.
"Why don't you come over hear and sit beside me?" Brad offered with a grin. Then, part of my dream came true as I sat down bedside him and took his magnificent cock in my hand. I almost came just from the touch. My hand would barely fit all around his massive girth. I slowly jacked his cock up and down, fascinated by his foreskin moving up and down, hiding the purple head, then exposing it. Precum started to flow profusely from the slit in his cock. I couldn't hold back any longer. I fell to my knees and started licking his mushroom shaped cockhead.
"I thought you would do that!" Brad laughed. "You are quite the little faggot aren't you? Well go on, suck my dick fag. I'm gonna shoot a load of cum into you and you're going swallow it all like a good little pussy"