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I'll never forget that day. I had a good growth of pubic hair and for the first time I was noticing a small spattering of armpit hair emerging from my pits. I was the only boy in gym class without armpit hair, and at 18 I was afraid I was never going to grow any. I was inspecting my pits carefully when Sam, my step dad found me and began watching. It was some time, I suppose, before I saw him and I was startled. "What ya looking for boy?" he asked not unkindly, but with a tone of authority in his voice. "Nothing, sir," I stammered, red faced and embarrassed at having been caught inspecting my own body. "Nothing." "You want some pit hair, boy," he smiled and began removing his dirty work shirt before I had time to answer. Sam was a construction worker and was powerfully built. He had the biggest arm muscles I've ever seen, and his chest was well defined and covered with dark brown hair. "Come here," he demanded as he dropped his shirt to the floor. "I'll show you how to grow armpit hair." With that, he raised his arm, took my by the back of the neck, and forced my face into the smelly thickly haired pit of his right arm. "Now stick out your tongue and lick that pit, boy. It'll make your own pit hair grow." I gagged at first, but the pressure on the back of my neck gave me no leeway and I began to lick. He tasted salty and wet and there was a manly smell about him that made my dick hard in spite of the sensation that I was going to vomit at any minute. I didn't like what was happening, but, the fear of Sam's big heavy leather belt being used on my bare ass, made me do as I was told. Pretty soon, he had my face in his left pit, which was equally rancid and wet with sweat. By this time, in spite of myself, my dick was rock hard and standing at attention. I felt his hand move down and encircle it and I was embarrassed for a second time this day. Then, the pressure on my neck increased, and my mouth and face was pushed down to his left nipple. "Suck it," he growled and I was to afraid to resist. As I sucked and licked, I saw that he was unbuckling his belt and letting his pants slide down his muscular thighs, revealing the biggest dick I've ever seen. He too was standing at attention and must have measured more than 9 inches in length. "Now boy, if you really want to grow armpit hair, and be a man like me, you'll suck that dick. The more cum you swallow, the thicker your pit hair will be and the more manly you'll become." The pressure on the back of my neck gave me no choice but to kneel before him and to attempt the take that monster in my mouth. I opened as wide as I could, and he shoved the head of his dick into my mouth Again, I gagged, but he didn't let go and I began to suck and lick the underside of his dick. He tasted salty there too, but there was a different odor than in his pits. Soon he began to gyrate his hips, effectively face fucking me gently but firmly. Then without warning, he shot a load of cum into my mouth and I had to gasp to swallow and not loose any of it. It was hot, salty, and I was surprised that I didn't mind the taste of it at all. When he had spurted his last, he pulled me to my feet, once more taking my hard dick in his hands and beginning to manipulate it up and down. I was more excited than I thought, and before I knew what was happening, I ejaculated, splashing semen onto the floor and onto his hand. "Lick it up," he growled and I knew that he meant business. I licked his hand first and then the floor. I was surprised that my own seamen didn't seem to have much of a taste. At least, it didn't taste as salty as Sam's. "Good boy," he muttered, pulled his pants and left the room. Just before he closed the door, he turned, and said, "Remember the more semen you can drink, the more armpit hair you'll grow." It was more than two weeks later when late one evening, my mother was working nights, I heard the door to my room open and it was Sam. He stood stark naked over my bed, his dick standing at attention. I reached instinctively for it, because in all truth, I had not disliked so much what had happened before. He grunted, pushed my hand back, lay down beside me and taking my neck in his hand, pushed my face again into his left armpit.."Lick it," was all he said, and this time I knew what to do. We repeated this scene every night that my mother worked nights, and no one was home but us. It was into the third month that after, I had licked and sucked his armpits good, he flipped me on my stomach and shoved that huge cock into my ass. I screamed and cried for mercy, but he fucked me relentlessly and it was a good thing no one was home, because I cried and screamed until I was hoarse. Then , amazingly, the pain left, and I began to enjoy what he was doing to me. After that, Sam and I had sex about two or three times per month and I had come to enjoy all of it. Then ,one night he brought home a freind of his, a "drinking bbuddy," as h called him. George was not a big as Sam, but he was well built and looked about half drunk. He looked at me carefully, reaching out and pinching my left nipple. I pulled away and waited. "Shuck them clothes," Sam growled, and embarrassed as I was, I began to remove my clothing. George took a closer look, slid his hand down to my now hard dick, and said, "He'll do fine Sam. Thank ye." With that, they pushed me back into my room, and for the next three hours, he did to me all of the things Sam had done before. The armpits licking and sucking, the nipples, the balls and for the first time, he made me suck his ass too. Then to my complete surprise, he began to suck my dick and without question I had the greatest ejaculation I've ever experienced. Things continued this way for several months then. A different Drinking buddy and then Sam. Then after about 10 months, I left for college. But you know what? Sam was right, I now have the bushiest, hairiest armpits On campus. I still suck and lick a man's pits now and then, and certainly drink all of the cum I can muster, so I guess I'll continue to have those pits to be envied by all.