Drummer Boys By Kevin Carson
This story is about gay teen sex stuff, so now you know. It's about how I met my friend and jack-ff buddy and is based on true experiences. I changed some of the names for privacy. All rights reserved. No reproductions permitted. Comments are welcome and appreciated! My email is: kc.drummerboy@yahoo.com.
All I ever wanted to do was play the drums. I begged my dad constantly until he finally gave in and started me on private lessons when I was five. I played in the school band growing up and by the time I was a freshman in high school I was pretty good. My goal was to play the snare drum in the marching band. But, I had to get that approved by my older brother, Keith, because he played football and I had to make sure he'd let me be in band instead of football. He took his older brother role seriously. (In fact Keith played all the sports, music was for "fags" so I had to convince him I wasn't gay LOL!!).
Keith said it was ok for me to be in marching band. I tried out and sure enough I was picked to play snare. I was the only freshman; the other three snare drummers were upperclassmen. Usually the freshmen had to play stupid shit like cymbals or bass drum. So, when band practice started in August, that's when I met him, a tenth-grader named Mark who also played snare.
The first day I saw him he looked so hot, literally. He was sweating and his t-shirt was soaked and his long dark blonde hair was wet around his face. He had a nice bulge to the right of the zipper in his shorts. I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help it. After seeing Mark I got a hardon and stayed hard most of the day! I think my snare drum hanging in front of me hid it pretty well!
I had to get to know him. On break some of the kids were sitting around in the shade and Mark was there so I sat down too. Everyone was trying to get to know everybody else, and I was on my way to getting to know Mark. After practice the drum squad had to stay for a few minutes to put stuff away. He came up to me and asked me if I was Keith Carson's brother, he wondered because we sort of look alike. I asked him if he knew Keith and he said yeah and his sister did too. Then he asked if I was walking home and he'd walk home that way too. Fine with me!
Mark and I became fast friends and hung out before during and after band practice. Even though we had a large group of friends, everyone knew Mark and I were now like best friends. After football games we'd usually end up at his house after we got rid of all our other friends. Finally, towards the end of football season Mark asked if I wanted to stay over one Friday night. Dad said ok, so after the game we went back to his house as usual, ate junk food and watched TV, just hung out. About midnight Mark asked if I was sleepy and he got some blankets and pillows and brought them in the family room. I wondered where we were going to sleep, in his room I assumed, but he said no we'd just crash on the floor in the family room. He went to the bathroom and I could hear him pissing and I got another hardon just thinking about his dick.
Well I wasn't sure if I should take off my clothes or what, because at home I sleep in my boxers. I waited for Mark, and all he did was take off his belt, socks and shirt. He was going to sleep in his jeans and t-shirt. So I did the same thing. I had to wait a while before I went to piss and brush my teeth because of my hard throbbing cock.
When I got out of the bathroom Mark was laying on the floor with his hands under his chin on his pillow, partly covered up. The lights were off but the TV was on, just turned down low. I was a little nervous and I think he was too. I lay down next to him, not sure what to say. It was too soon to say goodnight. We made small talk, the he turned off the TV. The next thing I knew Mark hugged me and said how happy he was that we met and became best friends. I said yeah I felt the same way.
Then he didn't stop hugging me. He put his hand under my t-shirt. I could see him smiling even though was dark. (btw-his family room was private from the rest of the house and bedrooms). I was nervous but I stayed cool until...
Suddenly Mark kissed me. Jesus, I had never been kissed before, by a girl or anyone. I didn't know what to do. He pressed his chest into mine and hugged me. I broke the kiss and turned my head, but then I kissed him back. I couldn't let him go. His hand that had been under my t-shirt was now feeling under the waistband of my jeans and boxers, teasing my lower back and top of my ass cheeks. I did the same to him. He found his way to my zipper and the button on my jeans. I was incredibly hard and I could feel Mark's big hard dick pushing against mine through his jeans. We had to let our cocks loose soon!
He got my jeans unzipped and opened and had his hand in my boxers, feeling my hardon, balls and hair. I was going straight for his ass, and soon my middle finger found it's home in his hairless crack. When Mark raised up to get on top of me, his ass spread apart a bit and my finger touched his hole. It was hot and smooth. I pressed on his hole, it was moist but I didn't stick my finger in. I just felt around it. (I should tell you a couple of things-neither Mark nor I are hairy. He has a little on his legs and so do I. I didn't shave then, even though I have dark hair, darker than his, he's dirty blonde. I think he shaved once a week. Also, I had only put my finger in my own hole once when I wanked in the shower. I didn't put it all the way in, but it felt great!).
Now Mark's tongue was in my mouth and I really didn't know what to make of it. He started to pump my sensitive dick, which is about six and a half inches. I could tell his was bigger than mine, about seven inches. By now I had his dick in my fist as well. But it was a bit uncomfortable because we still had our jeans and boxers pulled part ways up. We fooled around like that for a long, then figured we'd better stop and get some sleep. The next morning we didn't talk about the night before. We ate some cereal and I said well I better get going and he asked if I wanted to stay over that night too and I said yes.
I went home, straight to my bedroom and jacked off. I shot a healthy dose of my boy goo all over my stomach, my hand, my cock, and in my pubes, thinking about Mark, how we kissed and I fingered his ass. My boxers were all sticky anyways from leaking precum. I showered, took a nap and thought more about what Mark and I did last night. I felt a little guilty and thought if we did anything more we'd have to be sure no one ever found out. I didn't know how to talk to him about it though. Mark called about five o'clock and said to come over anytime after seven, his family would be done eating. I said I'd bring a couple of movies. I was excited but nervous.
Mark said he didn't eat with his parents and sister, that we could get pizza later if I wanted to. The phone rang and it was another kid from school wanting Mark to do something but he said he didn't feel like it. That was a good answer because if he said I was there or he had other plans that kid would have wanted more information. And I wondered what more Mark wanted!
We watched a movie (Red Eye), ordered the pizza, messed around on the computer, burned some cd's and shit like that for awhile. Not terribly exciting, but fun. Around eleven Mark got the pillows and blankets again, a repeat of the night before. The whole night we never discussed what happened.
When we lay down, facing each other, being that close to him I was instantly hard. (I should say I tried to avoid looking at Mark's crotch all evening because he has that sweet round bulge on the right that SO turns me on!). Mark put his arm around me and said how much he liked being with me. He kissed me again and we got carried away,
We felt each other up and wasted no time getting our jeans and underwear down this time. I was a little scared taking my jeans off completely, but he said his mom, dad and sister wouldn't be home at all, so we were completely alone. I followed Mark's lead and we kissed, deep tonguing each other. It was awesome having his tongue in my throat. I could fully see his cock and I loved what I saw. I had only seen my dick hard, I never even saw Keith's before. So this was a first. We sat up and kissed, lay down and kissed with Mark on top me me and our dicks pressed together. He kissed all down my chest and stomach and went crazy just below my pelvic bone next to my sparse pubes. He ran his nose through them and sniffed. Mark grabbed my cock and played gently with my smooth balls. Then he took my dick in his mouth and sucked the whole thing. I went nuts, his warm wet mouth felt so incredible. He stopped and we kissed, then I did the same to him. I grabbed his dick in my hand and went down on it, bobbing up and down repeatedly.
We then lay beside each other and kissed and jerked each other off. That was fantastic! All the times I jacked off (a lot) I never imagined how it would feel someone else making me cum. I could feel I was ready to shoot, and he knew it, because I had so much precum and he was jacking my dick lubed with spit and precum! I shot all over my stomach and Mark laughed. I kept on fisting his big pole then he shot too. First two watery jets on his stomach, then about five or six good-sized spurts, one going right into his belly button. Mark said he made a mess and I said it was ok. He had some toilet paper there to clean us up, but we had to get more.
We didn't stop there. After a little break laying on our sides and looking at each other we started to kiss again. Mark took my dick into his mouth again and began to suck really hard, jacking and pumping me too. I sat up with my back against the couch. As he sucked and jacked me I reached for his hot hairless asshole and I found it. I got a big blob of spit on my finger and worked it around his hole. Again it was moist, but didn't smell. (Maybe he pre-lubed it or something). I slid my middle finger in and worked it around good, in and out. Mark started to sweat and kept sucking me. He played with my balls with his other hand, and found my asshole and did the same to me that I did to him, except he used the spit and precum from my cock to lube my butthole.
I yelped and that made him suck harder, then I blew my load in his mouth. It seemed like he wasn't prepared for that, but he had to be. Come on, did he really thing I wasn't going to cum that much? He swallowed it. I didn't suck Mark off that night, but I did jerk him off again and kept my middle finger deep in his ass while he shot another huge load. My face was close to his dick when he spurted drop after white creamy drop. One blob hit my chin. I licked up a little bit of his cum to taste it, but not all of it. We were both sweaty and hot. Mark and I cleaned up, put on our boxers and fell asleep.
Mark and I are best friends in a way no one else can imagine. We fool around as much as we can, but no one knows, and if my brother Keith ever finds out he'd probably kill me. I'm just glad I play the snare drum so it hides the bulge in my pants when I see Mark in band!