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Staring Me Right in the Face  

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2/29/2020 9:05 am
Staring Me Right in the Face

The moonlight shone through the window as if it were a spotlight on the throbbing cock in front of me. The rest of the room was dark, but I knew others were there watching, wondering if I would do it. I crept closer and closer until my lips were just inches away from its glistening head. Yes, this was a stupid dare among brothers picking on the youngest. But I wanted to kiss that cock. I needed to taste him.

The evening started out simple enough. My two older brothers had invited one of their friends from the neighborhood to spend the night. I could tell they were annoyed by me following them around the house. The evening culminated with all of us in our upstairs bedroom, lights out, making jokes when we should have been sleeping. I remember Pat, the neighborhood boy,<b> lying </font></b>on a sleeping bag in the middle of the room. Even though he was a handsome older boy, there was no thought of attraction in my head. I was simply enjoying the fact that I was finally being included. But then my brothers wanted to play a card game which involved various dares. I honestly don't remember the specifics, but the moment came when I drew the wrong card. I was mortified when my brother told me that my dare was to kiss Pat's cock. And just like that, Pat pulled down his shorts and his cock was sticking straight up.

Looking back, I know I could have simply run screaming from the room and my mother would have protected me from their relentless taunts. But in that moment that is not what I did. I was drawn to that cock, kissed it gently on the moist tip, and then ducked back under my covers sobbing. I can honestly say that I have spent a great deal of my life looking back on that moment with regret. And while at times the regret is over allowing my brothers to taunt me into submission, most of the time it is regret that it was not just me and Pat along in that room. I regret that I never got the chance to take his dick completely into my mouth.

To this day I think about that moonlit cock with the glistening head.

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