"Are ya tripping dude?" I asked not quite believing what I heard. I laughed and reached for the bag of weed.

Benny jerked the weed away. "I ain't tripping. Fuck, if anyone's tripping its gotta be you. I mean it, Kev, no more weed, no more X, no more nothing. You're cut off man!" Benny snapped his fingers to emphasize his point.

"Come off it! Ya fucking know I ain't gay, Benny!" I looked at the bag of weed almost desperately. "Hey, dude, ya know I'm a fucking stud!"

Benny had a blank look on his face. He didn't look angry; he didn't look disappointed. "Kev, I've sucked your dick eleven times. Eleven times you got a nut from it. I think that makes you gay, dude."

Now that pissed me off! He was the cocksucker! Just cause I let him suck my dick didn't make me one! I half fucking thought about just grabbing his stash and taking the shit. Trouble with that idea was the cocksucker knew how to fight; he could fucking hold his own!

I stood up, grabbed my jacket, and headed towards the door. Benny didn't try to stop me.

"All fucking summer, Kev, you've been letting me suck your dick just so you could party with me. The party is over man!"

I stormed out of the house, slamming his door so hard it bounced back open. I couldn't believe what the fucking faggot had wanted! Sure, he'd sucked my cock, big fucking deal! Letting a fag slurp on my piece was one thing, what even gave him the idea I'd do anything else?

Fuck it! I didn't need to be around his shit! I'd only hung around the fag cause he had plenty of weed, plenty of booze. He was fucking lucky he'd got to suck my cock!

I had other friends, real buddies, and they were straight, not nasty little cocksuckers! But as I was to learn, those buddies didn't wanna hang with me no more. I ran into a couple of 'em and I knew Jess had some weed.

"Come on, Jess, fire one up!" I asked.

"Dude! I ain't sharing no smoke with you!" Jess snickered.

"Yeah, man!" Terry piped in, "We don't know what's been in your mouth lately!"

Jess shook his head, "Yeah, why don't you go smoke one with your little gay friend!"

I'd gotten pretty good at slamming doors as I stormed out of Jess's house. Fuck them! Fuck them all!

It was a few days later that I saw Benny and this other dude. I knew the deal. Benny done found a new dick to suck. Or maybe that dude was sucking Benny's. Both of 'em were probably doing each other! It was kinda at that point where I figured out what Jess and Terry had been thinking about me. 'Cause I had been hanging with Benny, they figured more was going on. Then I thought about the way people spread talk around. Lot of dudes I knew had seen me and Benny together. Lot of 'em were probably thinking some pretty wild shit.

I saw Benny and his new buddy a few more times over the next week. I didn't know the dude but it hit me that we looked a lot alike. It was like Benny had found another dude that looked like me. Another dude to drink up his booze, smoke up his weed.

That pissed me off! I had let the fag suck my cock! I should be getting the weed! Benny swallowed enough of my spunk! He owed me big time!

Two weeks had passed, two long weeks. I hadn't even had a fucking beer! I hadn't even so much as smelt some weed burning! I was bored out of my mind!

I found myself ringing Benny's doorbell. I waited a few seconds, almost walking away, when the door opened. My hands felt wet, my mouth felt dry wondering what Benny was gonna say or do.

Benny kinda surprised me. He just said, "Hey man. You wanna come in?" I nodded and followed him this time closing the door, not slamming it.

As he sat down, he told me "Have a seat."

I saw a bag of weed on the coffee table. My hands felt wetter but I sat down right next to Benny. Seeing the weed had made up my mind. I was gonna sell myself out just to party, just to get high. At least Benny wasn't gross, he wasn't ugly or nothing. Least he was clean. Except for his yellow ass hair. 'Cept for the fact his mouth been round my dick, he was pretty much a regular dude.

I don't know how I made myself do it but I scooted over so that there was no space left between us, no comfort zone. Our legs were touching.

Benny wasn't judgmental. He wasn't laughing. He just asked, "You sure, Kev?"

"Yeah," I kinda croaked, wondering what it was that I was agreeing to.

Benny bent his face to mine, as his lips touched mine, I closed my eyes. He was kissing me. I wasn't kissing back. His mouth that had sucked cock was on mine. But I kept my eyes closed. I parted my lips when his tongue started probing them. I had made myself do it. I was kissing another dude. It really wasn't that much different then kissing a chick, 'cept it wasn't turning me on. It wasn't making me hard and horned up.

But we kissed for a while. His hands were around me. He was touching my chest and back. Our spit mixed from tongue swapping. I felt something hard brush against me and I knew he was bone stiff. He was lifting my shirt, his hands touching my chest, rubbing my nipple. My shirt was pulled over my head; it was tossed to the side.

Benny's mouth touched my pec. He licked my nipples, kissing them, sucking them, hands massaging at my back. His mouth trailed around. I was hoping he'd go lower. I was hoping that he'd suck my cock and be happy. I was almost praying that it would end with me cumming in his face and that would make him happy.

But he stopped, he pulled his shirt over his head and stuck out his chest. He touched his own nipples and I knew what he wanted. I saw the weed, and I made my head mouth.

I licked at his chest, tasting the salty twang on another dude for the first time. I sucked at his nipples.

"Harder," he moaned, so I sucked harder, nibbling, as they stiffened. "Harder!" I tugged at them with my teeth. I heard the sound of a zipper. I knew he was taking off his shorts but I didn't wanna see. I kept my face buried in his chest, biting and tugging at his nips.

"You got me all hot, dude. So hot!" he moaned. I wanted to run, to escape when I felt him taking off my shorts. He pulled them down, taking my boxers with them. He lifted my head and kissed me. I was naked; he was almost naked. I could still leave. I could get up, get dressed, and tear my ass!

But I didn't. I made myself stay where I was. I even kept still when his dick, his hard dick brushed against me. Even when he stood up, in front of me, naked, hard, his dick pointing at my face. Even then I stayed.

I knew what he wanted. I knew exactualy what he wanted. I looked at his dick. 'Bout the size of my own, a bit different, but a lot the same. His dick had that red color like mine gets when I'm super horned.

First I touched it. I touched it with my fingers and it jerked, it flexed, reminding me that it was alive, that this was real. The skin was soft but covering something so hard. It wasn't like touching my own cock. It felt different. I gave it a couple of jerks watching a thick drop of fuck goo appear. The weed, the weed, I told myself. I stuck my tongue to it, just a quick touch and my tongue was back in my mouth.

Yeah, my tongue was back in my mouth, but so was his taste. It was a strong taste of almost bitterness. I wondered if I could force myself to do this. It was like Benny knew. He just stood watching me. He stood there, almost naked, just waiting. His dick was all boned up, it was leaking. I didn't have to look to know my own dick was soft and shriveled like on a winter day. I didn't have to know that big bag of weed sat on the coffee table.

I made my head move. As I wrapped my lips around his cock, I shut my eyes. His dick seemed huge inside my mouth but I knew it really wasn't. A dude doesn't have to learn how to suck dick. A dude knows what feels good and knows what to do. As I started sucking, I wondered about that.

Other then I few chokes, a few gags, his moans told me I was doing a good job. Just like that, just so I could party and get high, I had become a dick sucker. I had reduced myself to a cocksucker!

I kept wondering if he was ever gonna cum. My mouth was getting tired, my jaws were sore, my neck was even bothering me from all the head bobbing. But when he came, when he nutted what was I gonna do? I could spit it out. He couldn't get pissed. He probably wouldn't care. I'd just go in the bathroom and spit it out.

But when his dick starting shooting, it wasn't like that, it wasn't that easy. Between his cock and the first wad, my mouth was full. I had to swallow the first wad just to make room for the second. There six wads, six wads of him that I swallowed.

I felt tired, I felt worn out, I felt kind of like I had just done the worst thing in my life. He stepped back a little, pulling his dick free. It was half hard, half soft. I looked at it, still not quite believing I had sucked it, sucked it off! I would never want sex again in my life, I decided. What I had just done would be a bad memory for ever!

He sat beside me. I watched as he rolled a joint. As we passed it back and forth I kept thinking what Terry and Jess had said that day bout not sharing a joint with a cock sucker. At first it was almost like part of my life had ended. But I started getting a buzz, I started realizing I was the same, I had just done something different.

Benny rolled a second joint. He lit it and gave it to me. I took a deep toke. Benny's hands were on the side of my ass. I smoked and he shifted me around. We weren't talking. He was running his hands over my ass, and I was taking hits. I almost giggled as he kissed my left butt cheek. I had a good buzz, a good high. He licked and kissed at my butt. I knew were it was leading even before his tongue touched deep down in my ass crack.

It was different. It was strange as Benny ate out my ass. I felt good. My ass tingled. His tongue was inside of me. But I didn't get hard, I didn't get horned up. It was sexual to me. It was a way to party, a way to get high. He rimmed me until I had finished the joint. My dick was still shriveled, it was still soft. It didn't feel like it would ever be hard again.

As he rolled the third joint, he took one hit and handed it to me. His tongue had been in my ass. Even as I hit the joint, I knew what the mouth it had just been in had done to me. It didn't matter. None of this really mattered. My stud days were over. They had ended when I had sucked a dick.

His hands guided me. He was bending me over the coffee table. I took a deep hit. Benny was gonna fuck me in my ass. A dick was gonna be inside my ass. It didn't matter. I was high. I figured having a cock shoved in my ass was better then sucking one.

I was surprised at how bad it hurt. I was doing everything I could not to scream, not to pull away. He was fucking me, fucking me deep as he could get, and it was hurting! His dick was jabbing but at least some of the pain was leaving. He fucked and fucked, now it was just a hard thing moving in and out of my ass, a hard uncomfortable object. I kept hoping he would hurry up and cum, that he would finish so we could smoke another joint.

He was cumming in my ass, another dude was shooting seed up inside my ass! I was almost thankful, part of it was because it was over for now, part of it was because it was party time.

It hurt as Benny pulled out of me. I was too sore to sit down so I stood watching him roll another.

"You wanna get dressed, Kev?" he asked as he rolled the joint. I was sore but glad to get my clothes back on. Glad to be dressed and covered!

He stood up and handed me the joint but his hands were guiding me again. Guiding me towards the door.

He slapped me on the back and said, "Thanks, dude, I really needed that."

I didn't know what to do or say! He was throwing me out! "Man,! You just fucked me!"

Benny shrugged, "Yeah, I got what I wanted, you got your weed. Ain't nothing else happening, dude. I ain't your buddy, Kevin. I ain't your friend. The one thing you had to offer, I've had now. Dudes like you are all around, Kev. It takes a little time, a little partying, but there's hundreds of dudes just like you, Kev."

I walked out, holding the joint. This time it was Benny that slammed the door behind me.