When I was a young boy I used to hang out at this park at night. It was my secret queer place. No one knew about it until one night after a party. It was late when me and my buddy left. We parted ways except he turned and followed me unseen. He knew something was up when I headed away from my house. I never knew he was there hiding in the bushes watching me where I sat on the park bench sucking cocks. He saw me give blowjobs to two men before he came from his hiding place. When I heard the noise so close I nearly ran but I could see the person coming out of the bushes. He had his T-shirt pulled up over his face and his cock in his hand as he strolled up to me. I had no idea it was him so I sat where I was and when he stood in front of me I started sucking on his cock without saying a word! He didn't let on until the end after he cummed but while I was still sucking on his cock. His T-shirt fell away from his face. Still from that angle and in the dark I didn't recognize him. I just kept right on sucking his cock until he called me by name. I knew you were a fag, he said. Thankfully, he couldn't say anything to our friends without revealing how he knew for certain I was queer. But from that moment on whenever he feels like getting his cock sucked he makes me do it! Which is sometimes three times a day. Thank God he doesn't know I like to get fucked because I know he'd fuck me every chance he got! He really is an asshole. He demeans me while I'm on my knees. That's all I'm good for. I am just a cum-eating faggot and he has a lot of cum for me to eat. He's my best friend and I hate him.