Written, created, conceived, and masturbated to by AKA. Comments: akaCockBobber(at)yahoo(dot)com ===================================================== Disclaimer: This story is intended for adults. It contains themes and situations that are not suitable for those not considered adults in their communities. It also contains naughty words. All characters in this story are intended to be portrayed as adults and therefore legally entitled to perform the strange, disgusting, and often downright immoral acts they are described as doing. The following is part one of the Bob Cocker saga. a.k.a. Cock Bobber - Beginnings by AKA My name is Bob Cocker. Unfortunately, that's not what everyone calls me nowadays. Sure, no one calls me "Cock Bobber" to my face, but I know that's my nickname in some circles. How I got my nickname is a bit of a long story. But the start of the story is rather clear. I guess it all started on my 18th birthday. That was the day I found out just how strongly how my beloved Tanya felt about ... well ... cum. You see, she and I had been going out for a few months. I guess you could say we were 'going steady'. I was thrilled. Tanya was everything I'd ever dreamed of ... and more. She was beautiful to look at, had long medium- blonde hair and a really sexy body. She was smart, too; she was in all my advanced high school courses. Guys like me -- the thin, nerdy types -- never seemed to attract the beautiful sexy girls like her. But Tanya liked me. I was nuts about her. I hoped that someday, she'd love me. So you can imagine my sheer joy when, on my 18th birthday, Tanya offered me a blowjob. "Honey ... that's ... that's g-great! But ... but, are you sure you want to? I mean, the times we've ..." "I know. I know," Tanya replied, "The other times I've gotten pretty grossed out when you shoot your ... stuff," she said, referring to the times she'd given me a handjob. "I mean, I want to make you happy, Bobby. I want to make you feel good. Like you made me feel when you licked my ... um ... sex." I smiled. I thought Tanya was the hottest thing on the planet and I was thrilled the first time she let me lick her pussy. I thought it tasted terrific. And I loved the way she squirmed and wiggled when I did it. Whenever we had a bit of privacy these days, she seemed to end up sitting on my face. I wanted to put my dick in her ... or have her suck on it ... but I was too shy to ask her. She always seemed really fascinated with my dick ... she was always playing with it to make it hard. 'It looks so pretty that way,' she'd say. My dick got lots of attention from her; stroking, squeezing, and fondling. But the few times I'd cum, she'd been completely grossed out by the sticky feeling of cum on her hands. She'd practically run to wash it off. That's why it really meant something to me when she offered to suck me off. "But, uh ... when can we do it?" I asked. The night I'd licked her had been one of the rare occasions we got to spend any time alone. My parents (well, my mom and stepdad) had been out to a late dinner. But tonight, they had made a big deal of cooking me a big birthday dinner. I knew we'd never get any time alone. "Well, I thought maybe," she looked at me coyly, "we could go under the bleachers out in the football field." I grinned. "Okay, then. I'll meet you there after 7th period." *** Now, at this point I'd never had my dick sucked before, so even the worst blowjob ever would probably have felt great. But Tanya was doing an awesome job! I'd seen a few pornos that the guys had smuggled out of their father's collections and Tanya was doing everything I'd seen in those and more. I wondered if she'd seen one or two pornos herself. She was bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around, turning her head to make eye contact with me, and following her mouth with her hand. She was incredible! My Tanya ... my girlfriend ... was a great cocksucker! I felt like the luckiest man in the world. I can say now that those were likely the three best minutes of my life. Then, I heard a loud male voice say, "Ho ho ho! What do we have here??!" I sat bolt upright in absolute shock at being caught. The next thing I heard was the ringing sound made by my head hitting one of the bleacher support beams. I was knocked out cold. *** "Honey, get up. C'mon, honey ... it's time to go now." "Wha? What ... what happened?" I sat up and looked around in confusion. We were sitting ... under the bleachers? I tried to remember what we were doing there. "What happened? You KNOW what happened, honey. Your little birthday blowjob turned into a birthday gangbang for your girlfriend." "WHAT?!?" I cried, still dazed. "Oh, don't be ridiculous, Bobby. It seems pretty clear to me that you invited your buddy Malph and his little crew to watch you get your precious blowjob. I can't believe you'd be so callous. I'm really beginning to wonder if you're right for me. I think we should break up." My stunned brain was trying to comprehend a dozen things at once. The voice I'd heard ... that could have been Malph. But to call him my 'buddy' was totally wrong. Ralph Ludder was a big bully who pushed me around and stole my lunch money most days of the week. Everyone called him 'Malph' because of his red hair and passing resemblance to the character on the TV reruns. But wait ... did she say gangbang? And what was this about breaking up ... Tanya was the best thing to ever happen to me. I stuttered out the first thing that came to mind. "I .. I .. I don't want to break up!" "Is that so?" she said sarcastically while pulling on her blouse (I just now realized that she was practically naked). "Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it. Just lying there with your pants around your ankles while four of your friends fuck the tar out of me." "Wait, I ... they're not my ..." "I mean, the way we were going, Bobby, I'd figured I'd get some fuck-action around you sooner or later, but I didn't quite expect this! And I can't believe you just laid there," she continued, now examining her torn skirt, "Oh darn. This zipper is broken." "Honey! I was out cold!" I exclaimed, holding my head. She tilted her head up in thought. "Well, yeah. I almost fainted, too, when I saw the size of Malph's cock. It's pretty huge, isn't it? I mean, compared to yours anyway. And, boy, I thought yours looked pretty when it got all hard, but his was downright gorgeous! Felt pretty good when he fucked me with it, too ... well, after a minute or two. Does yours feel like that, too? Hey ... do you see my panties anywhere?" "No, I ... wait ... what--" "OH MY GOD! Oh God! I'm gonna ... I'm gonna be sick," she suddenly cried. "What's wrong?" "There's c-cum all over my th-thighs! Oh, God ... it's dripping down out of my pussy!" she sobbed. "He came inside your pussy?" I asked. "They all did! They all came inside my pussy!" She was starting to get a little frantic. She started to reach down to wipe away the cum, but I could tell she still was reluctant to even touch it. "What ... what if you get pregnant?" "Preg-- OH NO! I CAN'T get pregnant, Bobby! My mom will kill me! Get it out, Bobby! This is all your fault! Get it out! Get it out! Get it ouuuuuutt!" she descended into hysterics, her arms flapping at her side as she practically screamed in panic. It was like she hadn't even thought of the possibility of getting pregnant until then. "Shhh. Shhh. Honey .. don't worry. I'll -- I'll think of something! I ... do you have anything we can wash it out with? Some water or- -" "This is YOUR fault," she screamed. She fell back onto the ground on her back, sobbing madly. Her legs fell open lewdly as her body was racked with sobs. "G-get it out of me! Help meeeee! I don't wa-wa-want to get p-p-pregnant now!" I was dumbstruck. I had no idea what to do. I reached between her legs and put two fingers in her stretched pussy, intending to scoop out some of the cum inside. There must have been an awful lot up there ... I couldn't even feel the walls of her pussy. It was like dipping my fingers into warm custard. "NOOOO! STOP!" she screamed, "Wha-what are you d-doing! You're just p-pushing it further up inside me!!!" "But honey ... what am I supposed to do?" "You can't push on it to get it out! You have to pull it out of there somehow! Before ... before I get .... p-pregnant!" At the reminder of possibly becoming pregnant, her wailing resumed. "Pull it out of me, Bobby. Suck it out! Suck it oooooouuuuuuut!" For an instant, it seemed that time froze. Moments that are going to affect the rest of your life always seem to be that way. Tanya was right ... the only way to get that cum out of her was to find a way to suck it out .. instead of pushing anything inside. But between two half naked teenagers under the school bleachers, there wasn't exactly a whole lot of different methods to choose from. The only option ... shocked me. Revolted me, in fact. I'd have to ... I'd have to use my mouth. I instantly thought of the time the previous summer when I'd had to siphon gasoline from a car. Gasoline tasted terrible even if only a little got in your mouth, but all you had to do was get the flow started. And, in an emergency, tasting a bit of gasoline had been the only way. Well, this was an emergency. But ... wasn't gasoline. It was cum. Other men's cum. Several loads of other men's cum in my girlfriends stretched and well worn pussy. But if that thought was going to cause resistance, the picture of the poor, sobbing, miserable girl in front of me was more than enough to convince me that ... in an emergency ... I could do it. I'd do anything for her. I loved her. I loved her and I'd do anything to make her feel better. And, of course, keeping her from getting pregnant was fairly important to me as well. So, I swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and leaned my face down to her soaked & slimy pussy. I opened my mouth, pressed my lips hard against her flesh to make a seal, and took a tentative suck. A stream of sticky, warm cum instantly flowed into my mouth. The first glob to hit my tongue took my by surprise. It wasn't so much the taste -- it really wasn't as revolting as my brain had made it out to be -- but just my own mental resistance made me jump back. I pushed myself up, holding my body over hers, keeping the sperm in my mouth for a moment until the shock wore off. I turned my head, intending to spit out the mouthful of semen I had when I heard her gasp. I looked down at her and was frozen mometarily by the most incredible ... "look" on her face. It was a look of absolute adoration. "Oh ... oh God, honey! I can't ... I can't believe ... you sucked that cum out of my pussy!" Her body practically lept off the ground as her arms wrapped around me in a powerful hug. It knocked the wind out of me and I had to exhale through my nose to avoid spitting the cum in my mouth all over her. "That's so ... so ROMANTIC!" "Hrmph?!" I grunted in question. Her tight hold on me pinned my head next to hers, so she couldn't see my cheeks bulging with the mouthful of jism I had. Half my brain wanted to vomit, but I fought back the gag to avoid spewing the cum all over her shoulder. "Oh, Bobby. You must really love me. You must really, really love me. To put your face down in the gooey, disgusting semen left there by other men ... and suck it into your mouth ... I mean ... wow! This means ... this means so much to me." She broke the hug, pushed me back onto the ground, and started planting kisses all over my forehead, cheeks, neck ... she was absolutely enthralled. I'd never seen her so happy ... or so .. loving. The look in her eyes was incredible. Then she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to mine ... hard. Here was another of those slow motion moments. She was kissing me while I had a mouthful of sperm. I could feel her tongue pressing against my lips. But she had no idea what lay past those lips. She was so enraptured with my "act of love" that she failed to notice that I was still holding a glob of semen in my mouth. I suppose you could say I had a decision to make. But there really wasn't any choice. I swallowed. I swallowed it all it one big gulp. And I kissed her. I kissed this woman I loved. And she kissed me back. It was the best kiss of our lives ... because of the absolute love behind it. We shared the flavor of a strangers jism between us, but neither of us cared ... or even noticed, really. She was right ... I had to love her to do what I'd done. And proving my love to her this way had given her a reason to love me. I'd remember this moment for the rest of my life. Our kiss and our embrace lasted for what seemed like hours, even though it was just a few minutes. Our two bodies rolled and I felt the weight of her tiny form pressing down on top of me. The emotional power of our kiss and the feel of her bare thighs against my dick caused it to stiffen and quickly get hard. She gently pulled away and looked me lovingly in the eye, "Oh honey. I still can't believe it. You know how much cum grosses me out. I can't even imagine how you mustered the guts to push your face into the slimy mixture of four stranger's semen." While the bluntness of her words confused me a bit, I simply told her the first thing that came to mind, "Well, I was trying to start a siphon ... like when you siphon gasoline from a car. Um ... I hope it worked." Her eyes changed as she suddenly remember why I'd started sucking, "Oh no, honey. I don't think it did. I can still feel that cum squishing around inside me." Her bottom lip began to quiver and I could tell she was about to start crying again. Then her eyes widened, "Oh!! Wait! Don't you remember last week in physics class?! A siphon only works if you move from a higher place to a lower place! Hold still, honey!" Without warning, she spun her tiny body around above me and clamped her thighs around my face, "There! Now when you get it started it will flow downward. Oh, honey! This is going to work! Thank you so much. You know I can't even consider get pregnant right now." Feeling her sticky crotch press against my face and smelling the musky scent of her filled pussy made me want to push her away. I resisted, but was about to protest the position she had me in when she suddenly grabbed hold of my still-semi- hard dick. "Oh, look at this! It looks like 'your little friend' is rather happy right now. You seems awfully excited for someone who just slurped down a guy's cum, Bobby," she giggled in a joking tone. Her bare pussy wiggled on my face as she laughed at her joke. "But sweetheart, ..." my muffled voice protested. "Oh, you know I'm just kidding, baby! Actually, I think it takes a special kind of guy to eat another man's sperm and not have it turn him off completely. Those neanderthal jocks who filled that pussy up would probably wither away completely if you simply mentioned the idea of drinking jism to them. But you, honey ... you've obviously got a special kind of mindset. Oh, say ... if you don't start with a bit of suction, you'll never get the siphon started," she pointed out, wiggling her crotch further down against my face for emphasis. And, actually, she was wrong about that. I could see a flow of thick, slimy white goo beginning to drip down out of her pussy. She'd positioned herself perfectly over my mouth. Again, I had a decision to make. Of course, I wanted to get that cum out of her and prevent her from getting pregnant, but the idea of just lying here and eating it all still bothered me. She had her thighs clamped around my head, so there'd be no spitting it out. But, as I thought about it, I guess the worst thing about drinking sperm was that it made me feel like I was some kind of faggot. But here she was telling me what a special kind of man I was not to let it bother me. So, the only person who'd know wouldn't think of me as a fag at all. And I'd already determined that the taste wasn't really too bad. So, I made up my mind. I pressed my mouth to her pussy and sucked. The cum instantly began to flow into my mouth. "Ohhhh, that feels goooood," she moaned. Her hand began to absent mindedly stroke my ever stiffening cock. Once I'd decided to slurp the cum from her pussy, I made up my mind to go all out. I was determined to get every drop of semen out of her and I might as well get it over with as quickly as possible. As it steadily flowed into my mouth, I swallowed as fast as I could to make room for more, trying desperately not to gag. My tongue probed deeply inside her, scooping out all the jism I could reach. "Ohhhh my Gaaawwwwwwwd!" moaned Tanya. "I ... I ... think I'm ..... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her thighs clenched tightly against my ears and her whole body shuddered. For a moment, I thought I'd hurt her somehow; I'd never felt a woman orgasm before. But the flood of juices into my mouth told me otherwise. I'd licked her pussy many times, but I guessed I'd never made her cum before. The flow was now a mixture of her orgasmic fluids and the leftover spend of other men. But I was so overjoyed at having made her cum, I didn't even consider what I was greedily swallowing. My cock was now rock hard; making her cum was the sexiest thing I'd ever done. She felt it firm in her hand as her senses returned after her orgasm. "Oh, sweetheart. Look how hard your little pecker is getting as you gobble down that spermy mess. I knew you were special, honey. I knew you weren't like all those others ... all those 'men'. Oh god .. ohhhhhhhhhh" Something wasn't quite right with what she said, but then another powerful orgasm shot thru her body and another flood of juices poured down my throat. The taste was changing. Most of the male cum had been washed out. But now I was concentrating on making her cum. My cock felt swollen, like it was about to burst. "Eat that nasty cum, baby. Lick it all out me. Get all that cock juice out of the woman you love. Your cock is so hard. I can tell you love this as much as I do. That's it .. ohh ... oohhhhhhhhhhhhh." I was only half listening to what she was saying. Some part of me wanted to resist the implication that I 'loved' licking cum out of her, but I was again distracted by the bucking of her entire body as another massive orgasm swept over her. This one was powerful enough to lift her body off of my head. As the bodily contractions subsided, we lay next to each other on our sides, my face by her crotch and hers next to mine. "Thank you, baby. Thank you sooo, much. I can't believe how good you made me feel," she moaned in a post-orgasmic haze. "And I can't believe how hard your little dick got when you were gulping down all that cock-cream! I thought it was going to squirt all by itself!!" "Wait .. I was ..." "But since it didn't, honey, how about I give you that blowjob now? You've been soooo good to me!" With that, she engulfed the head of my cock with her mouth. If I was going to say anything, I forgot what. She went right back to giving the same awesome blowjob she'd started long before. God, she was incredibly good. I knew I was going to cum almost instantly. "C-c-careful, Tanya ... you're going to make me cum in your m-mouth. Are you sure you want ..." She pulled her mouth off my cock with a wet pop, "It's ok, baby. I want to try it. You liked cum in your mouth so much that I want to see how much I like it, too." Any reply that I had to that was quickly forgotten due to the orgasm building within my balls. With the treatment she was giving me, I was lucky to have lasted the 2 minutes that I did. Knowing how she felt about cum, I warned her with a moaned, "I-I'm coming, honey." I felt her tense up a bit, but she kept her mouth clamped around my cock and kept stroking. God ... what a great girl ... to take my cum in her mouth even though she could barely stand to touch it. I loved her so much. When I came, it was the best orgasm of my life. I'm not sure how much I came into her mouth, but it had to have been the biggest load I ever shot. She pulled her mouth off my cock and I stared lazily up at the bleachers above. "God, honey ... that was incredible. Thank you sooo much." Her only reply was a muffled gurgle. I propped myself up on my elbows. "Honey? Are you ok?" She was looking downward, her hair hanging down over her face. "Honey ... look at me." She lifted her head up and I saw the sheer misery on her face. I could tell her mouth was full of cum ... and she was trying to swallow it ... but obivously she just couldn't do it. I sat up out of concern, "Honey, honey, honey ... it's ok. You don't have to--" I saw tears welling in her eyes. I saw her throat muscles contract as she attempted not to gag ... and failed. I knew she wasn't going to be able to swallow it ... and would likely vomit if she held it much longer. I guessed that she wasn't spitting it out because she didn't want to even lay eyes on it ... something that I knew would gross her out even more. So, I made another of those fateful decisions. I turned my body, pressed my lips to hers, and tilted my head back. As I opened my mouth and began to receive the flow of my own cum, I saw that same look of absolute adoration on her face that I'd seen earlier. I could see the feelings she had for me. And I loved her. God, I loved her. Even as our lips remained locked together, I heard her make a long, loving whimpering sound. Her hands began to wander over my body in frantic, groping movements. One quickly found my softening cock and began to squeeze, instantly making it start to twinge again. Feeling this attention, I probed her mouth with my tongue, eliciting further moans and whimpers as she realized I was doing my best to scoop all of the cum she so disliked out of her mouth. Our bodies lowered to the ground once again, her lips still locked to mine as she lay atop me. As the last of my cum flowed out of her mouth into mine, her free hand moved to my chin and held my head steady. She broke the kiss with an exaggerated "Mmmmwwah!" and looked down at me with that adoring sparkly-eyed look that I'd already come to absolutely need from her, even though I'd only just seen it for the first time a moment ago. "I adore you, Bob Cocker," she whispered. "No man's ever done anything this wonderful for me. I just know we're right for each other, Bobby." She leaned back down and pressed her lips to mine once again, keeping me in an extended kiss. She kept her lips closed, barely allowing my tongue to slip past. The hand she had used to hold my chin still when she kissed me began to move up and down my neck, gently squeezing my throat. After licking the semen of four strange men from her pussy, having my own cum in my mouth didn't seem like such a big deal, but I wasn't exactly looking forward to swallowing yet another mouthful. But the caressing action of her hand on my throat was causing an involuntary reaction in the muscles making it hard not to swallow. She tried to talk with our lips pressed together. "Swallow it for me, Bobby," I thought I heard her say, but her voice was just a whisper. "Mmm?" I grunted in question. She broke the kiss momentarily. "Uh ... I said 'I just want you to be with me, Bobby'," she said, then went back to our liplock. Of course I'd heard her wrong. It was silly to think that she actually wanted me to swallow cum. It was just my own reluctance that made me misunderstand. Of course, that reluctance was once again proving to be a moot point. The action of her hand on my neck was going to eventually make me swallow and the kiss we were locked in prevented me from doing anything else. I finally surrendered and allowed the slimy mixture of sperm and saliva to slide down my throat. My adam's apple rose and and fell underneath her hand as I swallowed. I felt Tanya's body tense and she emitted a squeal of delight. Her fingers ended their dance on my throat muscles and she broke away from our kiss with a gasp, "Oh my God ... I just came again!" "You did?" I asked, "How? I ..." "Oh ... um ... honey, I was just thinking about all the wonderful things you've just done for me and how much I adore you!" "And that made you cum?" "Of course, silly! That's the difference between girls and guys: A girl can get sexual pleasure just from emotions. A guy, on the other hand, seems to always need physical stimulation .... like a hand stroking his cock ..." she said with a wicked smile and started stroking my cock again. Even though I was nowhere near recovered yet, the feel of her tiny fingers wrapped around me felt fantastic. " ... or even a mouth around his cock ..." she whispered wickedly, giving my cock a quick mouthing. My eyes closed involuntarily and my head tilted back as I began to drift. Having cum so recently, my prick twinged, but did not get very hard. I had to admit, the feel of her mouth on my semi-soft dick felt different ... I'd never felt the sensation before. " ... or for someone like you, I guess the feel and taste of semen in your mouth seems to do it. You sure were hard as a rock before, but now that you don't have cum in your mouth, you don't seem very .... interested." It took a second or two for that last item to register .. she was stroking and sucking my cock, after all, but as soon as it did, I lifted my head and opened my mouth to explain, "Wait. But honey, it wasn't the--" "Oh no!" she interrupted, "We've got to get out of here!" "What's the matter," I asked, once again forgetting what I was going to say. "The marching band is coming onto the field for practice!" We quickly pulled our clothes on and snuck out from under the bleachers. As we went off to my car, my mind was reeling with what had happened that afternoon. What had been said and what had gone unsaid. Little did I know how my life would be forever changed. Especially after we talked to Tanya's mom later that afternoon. To be continued ... ===================================================== The above is a work of fiction, intended solely for entertainment. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is done purely to make them look like the total perverts that they are. Remember, the exchange of bodily fluids between sexual partners -- including the eager and rabid swilling of a stranger's sperm -- is against the recommendation of the surgeon general's office. They think it's pretty damn freaky, too. AKA