Rite of Passage Ch. 04

Once Gemma reappeared, they made their way through the theater to their screen. It wasn't until he was being guided up the stairs towards the back row where their seats were that he realized he wasn't even sure what they were seeing. Not that it mattered to him, he had no doubt their plans would come to fruition and he would see little of the film.

He sat down in his seat with Lucy to his right, Gemma to his left and Kelly to his far left. The seats were comfortable, with an abundance of legroom. He also noticed how the floor seemed relatively clean, his feet not sticking as he had imagined they would.

He watched as the adverts flickered across the screen, his arms folded over his stomach, as he again thought about where he was.

Lucy whispered in his ear, making him jump slightly. "Heey... You don't need to look so nervous, it's going to be fun!"

"I've... I've never..."

"You've never sucked a cock before?..." she pressed, whispering, through her excitement bled through in the sparkle in her eyes.

He thought back to his shower that morning with Caitlyn. The face fucking she had given him hardly counted as a blowjob. She'd just used him like a fleshlight, barely any action required on his part. He shook his head.

"Oh my god... You're going to love it..." she beamed, squeezing his hand.

"I... I will?" He asked, genuinely confused. This wouldn't be like with Kelly where he would actually cum from it, it would be work for him, pleasure for her?

"Mmhm. If you're anything like Kelly said and anything like I think you are... You're going to end up looking forward to sucking cock..." She winked playfully and sat back in her chair, winking across to Jamie as she none to subtly adjusted her jeans.

He sank back into his seat, knowing he had a few moments recourse before the lights dimmed and the movie started. He couldn't deny he was curious. What if he would enjoy it like she said? What would that mean for what little resistance to all this remained?

He looked over to Gemma, taking a moment to admire her. She had been quiet, compared to Lucy and Kelly, but he felt his heart fluttering. Her dark skin was exotic and enticing, her lips fuller and her figure a little thicker, she easily had the largest bust of the three and that had always been a weakness of his.

She glanced towards him and caught him looking. She smirked slightly before glancing back towards the screen, patient, waiting. He looked back too and noticed just how empty the theater was, the others who were in it, all couples were sparsely positioned around the outside and dotted together. Jamie realized that there was no one overly near to them to observe or overhear anything that took place.

Looking across to Kelly he noticed in her relieved expression that this hadn't been any play on her part, just sheer luck.

He modestly adjusted the hem of his dress and admired his nails, thoughts of Jin springing to his mind, though only for a moment. It became difficult to make out his nails as the lights dimmed, the adverts transitioning into trailers.

As the thrumming of the bass filled his ears he felt Lucy's hand on his, "Are you excited?..."

"I'm... I'm a little nervous..." he admitted, whisper sounding shy. "I don't know if I'll enjoy it... Or even really how to do it..." he paused, looking over at her in the dark, "And I mean... I don't even know you that well..."

Lucy pouted a little bit and squeezed his hand, "Hey now... You'll love it... You'll be amazing and you're practically one of the girls, that makes me like a sister to you..." She smiled, reassuringly.

Jamie winced internally at the comparison but smiled bravely, nodding a little.

In the dark where it was difficult to make out the others, he felt a little less nervous and anxious. With the sound of the bass obscuring all other noises he almost felt alone. At least until he felt Lucy's hand on his, moving it down into her lap, his hand coming to rest across a definite bulge in her jeans.

She leaned close once more, "Hey, you know those people who finish all their popcorn before the trailers are even finished? Those really... Really impatient people? Yeah..."

He bit his lip as he looked at her lap, as she released his hand. In the almost dark he could just make out her hands moving, pawing at the blue fabric before the faint sound of a zip cut through the noise of the trailers. He saw her hand delve into her jeans and an all too familiar outline appear.

He flushed with color and watched as Lucy leaned back in her seat, arms either side, looking forward at the screen.

Jamie looked up at her and she only briefly glanced at him, winking before looking back to the screen.

He knew what she wanted him to do. But she wasn't going to say it again. It seemed she wasn't even going to force him.

He pursed his lips some and leaned back in his seat. If she wasn't going to force him, why should he do it? He didn't know her, as nice as she seemed he didn't feel he owed her anything, and unlike with Kelly, he didn't think it would feel good, he wouldn't gain any pleasure from it, so why?

He sat there, looking at the screen for a few long moments, pointedly ignoring her cock in the open next to him. He started thinking back to Kelly and Caitlyn, unable to tear his thoughts away from all that had been happening to him.

The biggest injustice in Jamie's mind was just how big the two girls had been. Was that normal? For their, for a better word, kind, to be so well hung?

He glanced towards Lucy. It was hard to make out the size of her cock in the dark, and it seemed to have shrunk a little bit without his attention, though she looked at him, expectant, impatient.

He'd hold it, just figure out how big it is. Then stop.

He reached a hand across between them and let it lay in her lap, hand moving until he felt the fleshy warmth of her semi hard cock under his questing fingertips. It honestly felt quite nice, so smooth and soft.

As his hand rested on her cock he bit his lip, only semi hard it was difficult to figure out how big it would be as he had really only experienced Kelly and Caitlyn at their hardest. Without really thinking about what he was doing he slowly wrapped his fingers around the length of her cock, holding it by the shaft and started to slowly stroke it, waking it up once more, just so he could measure it, of course.

As he felt it begin to harden again between his fingers he heard her let out a little breathy moan and he felt a little thrill. He remembered with Kelly half of his pleasure with her hadn't just been the physical stimulation she provided but the knowing that he was bringing such a beautiful girl to climax.

As he sat there stroking her cock he knew he had been mentally flip-flopping all day, between accepting Kelly and parts of his new self to defiantly and stubbornly hating every moment of it. He was in conflict, he knew.

What Caitlyn had done to him, using his ass and mouth left a painful spot in his memory and a soreness still throughout his body. But when Kelly had fucked his ass, he'd loved it. Maybe if he used his mouth on his own terms he would enjoy it too?

Worst case scenario, he didn't enjoy it, but he brought another beautiful girl to climax? He blushed at the thought, thinking of Lucy and Gemma both. He'd never in his dreams really ever imagined he would do anything adult with anyone like either of them, especially not at his age and with his body.

Lucy sat enjoying the opening scene of the film and the handjob she was receiving. It wasn't the blowjob she had been hoping for, but a handy from this delicate little goddess would more than sate her lusts. The hand gently working up and down her shaft felt magical, Jamie might have been shy, but it just felt so good. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, briefly enjoying the sensations and the sensations alone, blocking out the film.

She felt the hand tug down and pause, then a sudden, wet warmth engulfed her cock. With a surprised little noise, she opened her eyes and looked down, grinning. She rested her hand on the gorgeous babes long blonde hair, not pushing, just encouraging.

Jamie felt the tip of her hard cock fill his mouth as he wrapped his lips around it, she was smaller than Kelly and Caitlyn, but still bigger than himself, though his thoughts were already straying from any pretense of measuring it. Being in control this time he was more able to actually take in the experience. The cock felt so foreign in his mouth, the tip silky smooth and spongy to his tongue, the length feeling so soft yet so hard at the same time.

He sucked on it gently, experimentally and he felt Lucy's hand tighten slightly in his hair, a sign that he was doing well, he figured. He pressed his shoulders down and let the cock sink between his lips into the wonderful heat of his mouth, his cheeks caving in on her as he sucked, filling his mouth with her cock, starting to bob his head up and down, recreating what he had seen online.

"Oh gods..." Lucy whispered softly, "And you said you didn't know what you were doing... Fuck... You're a natural..."

Despite the context of the compliment he felt more than a little proud, he wanted to do a good job, wanted to make her feel good, whether or not he enjoyed it at that point was secondary to her pleasure.

He took as much of her cock he could fit in his mouth, only sparing a couple of inches and sucked her cock as best he could. His head bobbed up and down as he rolled his plush red lips across her, working her with as much skill as he could muster, remembering to use his tongue as often as he could to rub across the sensitive tip.

With his mouth working almost the entire shaft his fingers made an O around the base, squeezing as he gave the pale skinned freckled girl his first blowjob.

To get to her he had ended up kneeling on his seat, facing her, he felt Lucy's hand glide down his back to, at a stretch, sink her fingers into the plushness of his feminine ass through his dress, squeezing and massaging the doughy rear.

"Mm I can't wait to fuck you, babe..." she cooed gently, "Such a shame Kelly found you first... I'd have wifed you in a second with a mouth like this and an ass like that..."

Jamie briefly saw the mental image of him as a wife, Lucy's wife, and felt a shiver travel down his spine. He was sure she wasn't being serious, but it felt like there were so many options in his future now, if only he embraced this. If he could just get past that first hurdle. Just accept all of this he could do so much with it. He could-...

"F-fuck..." Lucy's voice, strained suddenly, his thoughts interrupted by a sudden pressure on the back of his head, holding him down as he felt something shoot against the back of his throat, pouring back down her cock to pool against his lips.

He wiggled a little, taken by surprise as she bucked her hips, cock head bouncing against his throat as she came in his mouth. He swallowed all he could but a rivulet trickled down out the corner of his mouth to stain her jeans.

The hot fluid coated his tongue as he continued to suck, draining every drop he could as she writhed up against him. It tasted so unique, a little salty, a little bitter, the texture inconsistent and the heat unfamiliar.

In his mind, he made the connection between that taste and her pleasure. It might not taste the best, but it signified he had succeeded, very quickly, in bringing a wonder like Lucy to climax. And he loved it. Loved that power. He had done that to her, without any input from her.

"No way..." Gemma's voice, mirthful. "You came already?..."

"S-shut up..." Lucy said, defensive, even as she spent her last few drops inside Jamie's waiting mouth, "She's a fucking pro... I've never had head like that before..."

She gently moved her hand from the back of Jamie's head, letting him move up slightly, the already softening cock popping free from his lips, leaving him panting softly as he leaned in, licking her cock without thinking, catching the cum that had escaped on his tongue and swallowing it.

"Mm... Such a good girl." Lucy observed before reaching down to tuck herself back into her jeans, letting Jamie settle himself back into his chair.

With his mouth tasting like cum, his stomach feeling the heat he felt he should be ashamed, confused, or just embarrassed. But oddly, he only felt worried. Worried his hair might be a ruffled. Worried his makeup might be ruined. He couldn't tell in the light and he didn't want either to be messed up. Though cutting through that a spark of pride brought on with the words, 'good girl' buzzed in his mind like a high.

Sitting back he carefully wiped his lips, straightening his dress and hair as he watched the movie for a couple of minutes, but found himself disinterested, he wasn't really sure who was who or what was going on, having missed the crucial opening.

With his investment in the movie next to nothing, he turned his attention to Gemma. She didn't seem to notice, to engrossed in the film and he found himself looking down, past the swell of her full breasts to where her cock would be.

Swallowing he moved his hand across to her lap and rested his hand on her thigh, unlike Lucy her member wasn't out and waiting for him, he looked back up to her but Gemma still just watched the film.

He'd had fantasies once or twice about ebony girls, but had never realistically thought he'd experience one. At the same time, however, he'd seen his fair share of interracial porn and then males... Well. Would she be like that?

Surprisingly keen to find out he dipped his hand into her lap and felt her shuffle slightly, parting her thighs and leaning back to give him better access, his hands moving to the button and zip of her jeans, eager fingers moving to swiftly undo both.

Swallowing, excited, he worked his way down the smooth skin of her mons to the base of her soft cock. He let his fingers wrap around it and started to urge it free of its denim confines.

He felt his heart skip a beat as he struggled to pull the mass of ebony flesh from one leg of her pants. It was significantly larger than Kelly and Lucy, while still being soft. He looked up to her, wonder in his eyes.

"H...How big?..." he asked daintily, whispering low.

She shrugged modestly. "Twelve... Thirteen inches?" she replied gently, without looking away from the film.

He stared at her in disbelief, then down at her member, pulsing gently in the soft grip of his hand. She didn't seem to be kidding. He wanted to experience this properly, give it the attention it deserved.

He slid from his seat and moved to kneel between her thighs, it was cramped, between her legs and the seat at his back but he was comfortable enough, for a while at least.

Kneeling as he was he brought himself to eye level with her beast, the cock pulsing softly in his hands as it started to swell. He moved both his hands to encircle the cock, one above the other and started to slowly stroke. In the darkness of the theater she could see that, as a first for him, she seemed uncut, her cockhead sheathed in her dark foreskin.

He leaned forward and kissed the tip, feeling the odd texture of the wrinkled skin under his lips as it swelled, his hands sliding up and down the length, gripping it tighter and tighter as it swelled.

Biting his lip he pushed his hands down, drawing the tip of her cock out as it swelled. The tip was slightly lighter in color making it stand out against the blackness around it. He leaned in and kissed the exposed tip, taking it into his mouth as he pushed his shoulders forward, rolling the foreskin of her cock back until the mushroom tip was fully exposed, taking it into his mouth where he lavished it with his already renowned tongue.

It was so much more difficult as it hardened fully, the tip of her cock almost entirely filling his mouth, his lips stretched wide around the girth of her shaft and his tongue unable to circle entirely around her tip just due to its sheer size. Unless she was as quick as Lucy had been, he was sure he'd come away with this with a sore jaw.

He employed all his Lucy-tested tricks, taking her cock as deep into his mouth as it would go, which admittedly wasn't much compared to Lucy, sucking hard and working his tongue against the sensitive underside of her tip, lips rolling up and down the ebony pole as his hands massaged, stroked and caressed her length.

Minutes past as he serviced her, doing his best to make her pop but as he paused, taking the cock from his mouth to look up at her, kissing the length as he regained his breath he noticed a passivity in her expression. She wasn't closer, she wasn't edging, she wasn't even breathing that hard. She just seemed to be enjoying the film.

This irked Jamie a little bit. He'd felt pride in his work with Lucy and he felt he should have the same effect on Gemma.

She looked down at him, her thick black shaft resting across one side of his face as he kissed the underside and winked before looking back to the film.

He found himself blushing. This was a personal challenge to him. He would make her cum. Regardless of how stoic she seemed. He would just have to try something new. Or something old? He thought back to that morning, kneeling in the shower as Caitlyn forced her cock down his throat. It had hurt so bad when he had done that and in his panic, he had gagged and wretched. But hadn't he felt the same way about his ass? His time with Caitlyn had been painful, but given patience and the right circumstances it had felt alright with Kelly?

He thought for a few moments before taking the tip of her cock back between his lips and steeling himself mentally, if he was patient and careful, he was sure he could make this work.

He took her cock into his mouth, the hot shaft filling it as the huge mushroom tip bumped against his throat. It was uncomfortable and he felt the urge to gag, but he suppressed it, forcing it back as he bobbed his head up and down, letting the tip of her cock nudge against his throat time and time again, forcing him to acclimatise to the sensation, trying to trick his body into understanding that it was alright.

It took a while but it started to feel okay, her cock was shiny with his spit and his mouth was starting to get sore from being stretched. But with each attempt his confidence was growing, even as his frustration did. She still seemed... Well, bored! He would make her cum. He would drive her to pleasure, if he was going to suck cock like a pro, he was at least going to make them feel the best they'd ever felt.

He gripped the base of her cock with both hands and pushed himself forward, feeling it bump against his throat once more, only this time he didn't let up. The urge to gag was still there but he could suppress it now, forcing it back as he applied more and more pressure.

With a flare of pain, he felt the tip of her cock press into his throat, his lips sliding down an extra inch or two down her shaft as she delved into him.

He held it there, eyes squeezed shut for as long as he cope before pulling back, freeing the cock entirely from his mouth and panting, looking at her cock, a single line of spit joining it to his plush lower lip.

He swallowed and moved forward again, once more taking her cockhead into his throat and holding it there, taking it easier and holding it longer. He repeated this, time and time again, each time doing better, each time feeling less sharp pain, though the soreness was a constant.

But still, she didn't cum. She pulsed and throbbed, her cock remaining hard as he lavished it but it wasn't enough.

Jamie felt stubborn, he felt he'd lowered himself this far, he couldn't give in and surrender now, couldn't fail. What would be the point if he couldn't even get her off? He would have to go all out. Have to push himself further still.