Tight Spot

"Hide? Why would you want to hide this! Gods you probably have the biggest cock in your friend's circle. You could have any girl you want!" She smirked and hefted the hardening shaft, taking a look at his balls, heavy and full, smooth and hairless.
"I-I know but..." his words trailed off, his blush deepening as they looked at each other.
"...But you don't think you want girls, right? You're gay?" she asked.
"W-well... N-not exactly. I'm... I'm not sure what I am... I-"
"Do you think I'm hot?" she asked, interrupting him. He nodded, "Then stop worrying so much. The whole point of this that you get to explore without worrying. So quit worrying... And get ready to take that picture."
She smirked and as he opened his mouth to protest, she parted her own red lips and took the almost hard length of his cock into the warmth of her mouth, swirling her tongue around the silky tip, letting him feel the odd texture of her spongy tongue and its metal stud as her lips stretched to encompass his impressive girth.
He moaned and leaned further back against the stall, his eyes rolling back as they closed, the sensation of her skilled lips around his cock a wonderful sensation.
She was about to remind him that she was just doing this so he could take a picture, but in all of her years of being a top, she'd never found someone she actually wanted to blow, at least until now.
She started to roll her lips up and down the length of his cock, sucking and letting her tongue roll around his length, one hand on the base of his cock, gripping it as she worked what she could into the heat of her mouth, the boy letting out increasingly loud gasps and moans, each noise coming out with an increasingly feminine noise.
It was an odd sensation for her, despite their intentions of the evening being one of discovery for Cody, at the time Shannon was simply reveling in the new sensations, his heavy hot cock, both soft and hard filling her mouth, the odd taste and texture as it slid between her lips and over her active tongue, the wet noises that her sucking elicited, the way it urged against her throat, as if wanting more, though she was unsure if she could take such a monster.