There was this friend of my brother's who I really liked. Both Royce and his buddy were two years older than me. I asked Royce if he thought that Justin, his pal, liked me. "I don't know, Debbie. He's never said anything to me about you," Royce informed me, which put me in a funk for a couple of days. However, a couple days after that, Royce brought Justin over to get high. Because my mom didn't come home until late, our apartment was more and more becoming the place to party at. I sat next to Justin on our couch as we passed a joint around. It was strong pot and by the time we had roached it, we were all feeling really relaxed and high while we sat there watching the Cartoon Network.

I so wanted to get Justin's attention. I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "hey baby, can I give you a blowjob?" I giggled all over the place after propositioning him this way. He whispered back, "are you serious?" I batted my heavily lidded eyes at him and indicated that I was. "What about your brother?" he asked. I didn't answer. Royce was pretty out of it and I knew how he was when he was under the influence. That was, really mellow and apathetic. I took Justin by the arm and guided him upstairs to my bedroom. Fuck, I was so wet and horny at that moment Justin was lucky I didn't just rape him. But then again, I also still had enough self control that I didn't want to get pregnant.

Justin sat blankly on the bed, his system absorbing the rushes from the pot. I giggled as I undid his pants for him and slid his zipper down. He lifted his hips and I pulled his pants off. He spread his legs so that I could get my mouth close to his dick. Because I was giddy and the weed had torpedoed my inhibitions, I decided I was going to tease him as long as I could. I stroked him and darted my tongue at the tip of his cockhead. Every time my tongue found that tip, he flinched, which I thought was hilarious at that time due to the influence of the spliff I had smoked. I kept doing that until he was writhing. I held the weapon up, which was now at a little over six inches, and repeatedly ran my tongue up and down the length of the underside. Meanwhile, my lefthand nails just so lightly tantalized his balls. "Oh fuck Debbie, don't stop," he begged. I giggled and sucked on the area where his balls connect to the base of his penis. His precum leaked from his cockhead down the backside of his penis and I lapped it up before my mouth continued up his schvanz and took just the head between my lips. I gave it several short sucks and he moaned out how pleasurable it felt. I squeezed his shaft a few times with my palm and fingers and rapidly stroked it for a minute or so while continuing to stimulate his cockhead.

He was tired of the teasing and pushed my head down, a sign that he wanted more of my mouth on his pole. I drove my mouth all the way down on it until his cockhead was lodged in my throat. I pulled my head up just about an inch and then impaled my throat on his cockhead again. I did that four or five times and he was in a tortured netherworld of feeling his balls being weighed down by the sperm accumulating in them due to the stimulation I provided and the amazing sensation of my moist, warm piehole on his johnson. I pulled my mouth off of his cock and swirled my thumb around the tip, eliciting a shiver out of him. I giggled and once again sandwiched his manhood between my lips and pressed them against his firm shaft as they glided up and down his extension. I gradually improved the pace of my head bobbing. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, fuck Debbie, I'm going to cum!" he notified me. I immediately yanked my mouth off of his cock. "Not yet, honey," I giggled. I lightly vertically trailed my index finger along the underside of his swollen member and scooped up more of his precum with it and transferred that fluid to my tongue, whereupon I swallowed it down.

I let his fuck stick re-enter my oral cavity and worked up another head of steam, my head nodding as my tongue and lips conspired to compress his dick. His moans were hoarse now. "Oh fuck oh fuck,  oh shit, I'm going to cum!" he proclaimed. I let his penis slip out of my mouth. "No you're not!" I giggled with an evil grin. He was panting, his face was red and god only knows how sensitive his main vain was now. I was super wet between my legs and my own breathing wasn't exactly normal, either. I slathered my tongue all over his meat and my lefthand gently tugged the loose skin around his ballsack downward. My lips climbed up the topography of his shaft and enveloped his cockhead and then the rod. I began bobbing my head up and down at a furious pace. His hand pushed on the back of my head to ensure I couldn't get my mouth off of his dong. The tip of my nose grazed his belly as his cock nestled in my throat. He forced me to hold it there until I gagged and needed to come up for air. When my lips slid back up his shaft, he grunted loudly and started spewing huge globs of semen all over my mouth. I could feel the twitching of it against the corners of my lips. I really wanted him to like me, so I swallowed it even though, like with Royce, I had to run to the fridge to drink something that would kill the taste.

When I ran back upstairs, he was still beached on my bed with a very pleased expression on his face. I snuggled up to him, holding his left arm and laying my head on his shoulder. We remained that way as we waited for the effects of the grass to fade until he leaned over and kissed me. Not two minutes later, his hand went right up my tank top and unhooked my bra. We continued to lip wrestle while he groped my breasts, which, under the influence, felt really, really good. He pushed my top  and bra cups up. "Jesus, those are epic tits!" he complimented. He sucked my nipples, which felt even more amazing. He undid the clasp of my jeans and the buttons on it after that and snaked his hand into my panties. He rubbed my vulva for a little bit and then inserted two of his fingers into me, the first time a guy had done this to me. He was pretty rough,  but it felt incredible and I let him continue. He didn't finish me off, though.

He attempted to pull my pants and underwear off, but I wouldn't let him. "Can you suck me again?" he implored. He was already hard by then. "Okay," I complied. This time, I just tried to get him of as quickly as I could. I shoved my mouth all the way down his spike and waved my head on it in a frenzied manner. When he finally came, and it took some time because he had already unloaded his freight once, he was still in my throat when he went off and forced my head to keep his cock there until he was finished. He finally let me off so I could inhale some air, but I learned that I could avoid the taste of cum by letting the semen go right into my esophagus and into my stomach without any interaction with my taste buds. So in that way, his forcing me on his dick was a good lesson.

His balls now empty, I guess Justin figured he should probably rejoin Royce before my brother figured out what was going on. We made ourselves decent again and slunk back to the livingroom. Royce didn't say anything until after Justin split. Then he asked me if I had sex with Jistin. I denied that I did. Royce subsequently requested a bj and I was more than happy to give it to him, swallowing my third load of the afternoon.

My friend Cindy called and I went over to her house. Of course, I let her know what I did with Justin since we told each other everything, how big his cock was, what his cum tasted like, etc. We had a good giggle over it. She had given a couple of blowjobs before, so she wasn't surprised when I did, only that it had taken me so long to do my first. I didn't tell her about what I did with my brother, though, for obvious reasons.