So, I wanted to start two true small stories at once. I have a few other longer relationship stories going now too, sorry to everyone emailing me not posting new parts, but I wanted to try something else for now. Both different people/personalities, unique, and its easier for me to tell them both at the same time. I only say that because they had no emotion involved at all in either encounter outside of sex. I don't mean no emotion, I am still a good friend with one, haven't talked to the other in years, but these stories don't evolve into relationships, sex wise. One being Eric (still a good friend), which was my first real gay hookup in highschool and carried over into after college once. The other being Jason (haven't talked to him in years), which happened in college and I mentioned a little bit in one of my other stories. I won't go back and forth in the stories, thats annoying; I will tell them in order. Eric in high school, Jason in college, and then back to Eric after I graduated. Enjoy.
So I guess the back story to set things up. Eric and I were in the same group of friends, however we didn't play any of the same sports. He played football and soccer, I played hockey and baseball. High school can be a little weird sometimes at lunch, at least it used to be back in the late 90's. See, friends that hung out all the time were all of a sudden strangers at lunch in school. All the football players wore their jerseys in the fall and ate together, all the hockey players (including me) wore our jersey's on game day in the winter and ate together. It was weird, I can't really justify it now that I'm a little older, but thats just how things went. Anyway, Eric and I had been friends since we met in junior high. We went to separate elementary schools and had never met before then. He was extremely intelligent, probably the smartest person I have ever met at the time. High school Eric was tall and thin, but had a solid build. He played football, but he was a receiver and corner, so he wasn't what people think of as a typical football build; he was much more fitted for soccer. I was, as I have always been, solid, large legs and calfs from playing hockey and baseball. I was probably just under 6 foot at the time, I grew to be over a little, Eric was 6'2" at this time and he finished growing before I did I guess. He was kind of a ladies man, I'm trying to word this right. He was a guy that girls would fuck in a heartbeat, but he was very selective. He wasn't out for anything and everything, he made real calculated decisions on things, and that applied to hooking up with girls too. Thats why we were good friends I guess, we both were smart and we both planned....and when plans didn't work out, we could make up things on the fly. He was/is half irish and half german. He had really nice facial features, and always had a serious face on. I had to use a crowbar to get him to smile sometimes, but he didn't have the personality that his face gave off to others. Really short trimmed light brown hair, almost a crop, but a little longer on top, shaved on the sides. His blue eyes were stunning and piercing at a glance, like he was seeing through your soul when he looked at you. No one had any idea I was bi-sexual at this point, and I don't think I gave off any hints.
So the night comes, we were both 16, I was almost 17, he was a few months behind. My dad was very liberal with alcohol, and had no problem with us drinking if no one was leaving the house. So we went back to my house after school on a friday, planning our night.
Eric: I don't really feel like drinking in the woods tonight Brandon.
(That was pretty much the only place to drink to hide from cops back then. Unless someone was having a party, it was 50 kids hanging around a fire drinking in the woods)
Me: Yea, thats fine, what are we gonna do then?
Eric: Let's just get shitfaced in your room I guess haha.
Me: Ok, no problem there.
Alcohol was extremely easy to get back then, we both had fake IDs and had hit the packy before going to my house. I never thought we would ever fool around or do anything together. Eric was never on my radar and I expected it to be just us watching TV and chatting most of the night. Looking back I think he had a plan all along, never did find out, never asked him then or now. I know he was/is straight, but I think he wanted to find out what the other side was like just so he could tell himself he had tried it and liked/didn't like it. I was an easy target for that, maybe he had a hunch I was bi, maybe not, but we had been friends for awhile and a little bro-touch might be ok he might have thought. (I had a bro-touch a few months later in high school with a hockey teammate and friend, Aron, thats another even shorter, but good ending story).
We had music on and just fucking around, laughing, talking about random things. He was a very smart kid, I mean very smart. He was also unpreditable in some of the shit he did. I don't know if it was for attention or to satisfy something internal. I knew I was bi years ago, and although Eric was extremely attractive, I would never make the first move. In High School, people have reputations, and if something went wrong on a move I made, I didn't need another year of being known as someone who liked to suck dick. But we had both decided to hang out alone at my house, which was weird. We would usually see what was going on, and head there, maybe he thought my dad letting us drink and stay over was a sign, still I had no idea. God, I'm trying to remember the details, it was 1996 so I pretty much only remember the good things I guess haha. I had a queen bed, and we would be sleeping together. I was thinking internally, I sleep with no shirt and just underwear on, I hope that doesn't creep him out.
Me: Hey I'm gonna go take a shower before we go to sleep. I'm getting a little drunk and I don't want to slip and break my neck in there haha.
Eric: Yea thats fine, I'll be here.
So I showered, and I brought my clothes with me to change after. I, at the time never expected anything to happen between us, but I was still a little half hard knowing we would be sleeping in bed together that night. He was sleek, firm, tall, thin, amazing eyes....all I thought about while I was showering. What was he thinking not wanting to go out somewhere, I know we were young, but we still could just drive around and find something to do. I finished and got dressed in the bathroom, I went back into the room and Eric was already under the covers in bed watching TV.
Me: You're tired I take it.
Eric: Not so much, its only midnight, lets watch a little more TV.
So I got into bed with him and we watched TV. The next part is tough to put into text. We had been friends for awhile, and our conversations were going in a weird direction. He asked if I jerked off ever, I said of course, but I was a little timid with the answer.
Me: All guys do it, I jerk in the morning, and when I get home from school I guess.
Eric: Yea, me too...same schedule.
Me: Maybe a couple times in between on weekends.
Eric: Cool.
He had real hungry eyes, like I said before his eyes were very powerful. I was real young (so was he) and had no real experience with guys, at least in this situation before. I knew I would never make the first move, not in this situation. Even though we were both good looking fit 17 year old guys sharing a bed together, I couldn't muster the confidence. So we just kept watching TV and it was getting even later, I was getting pretty tired and I think Eric was waiting for me to do something...I didn't. I got up and turned of the TV and put the ceiling fan on before I settled back into bed.
Eric: Night.
Me: Good night.
It was about 5 mins before he stirred a little bit. I had no intention of trying anything on him while sleeping, but I guess he had other ideas. He wasted no time, not rubbing my legs, no rubbing my chest, he went right for my dick and started to feel it. I hadn't mastered the "stay asleep" thing yet, so I reached over and tried to find his cock in his boxers.
Eric: Oh, sorry, I must have been stretching in my sleep.
Me: Me too I guess, no problem.
I thought....well he tried the first move. Maybe that was an invitation to make the next one. Maybe he thought he was caught, or embarrassed...I don't know. But I knew he was dick hunting and not stretching. This was my real first move on a guy, it took another 10 mins to reassure myself in my head before I did. I rolled onto my side and reached over for his dick, and I found it. I was massaging him a little and trying to judge the size of his balls before he looked over at me.
Eric: haha, I guess you stretched a little too far too.
Me: No, I think I stretched just far enough.
That was all he needed to be assured I knew what he did to me earlier wasn't a joke or circumstance. At that point my experience with other guys had been twice, mutual jerk off sessions. He leaned over and reached into my boxers to grab my dick. We jerked each other off for a few mins, looking at each other the whole time. That was the weird part for me, we never said a word, just kept jerking and staring at each other.
Eric: You want to suck my dick?
Me: You want to suck mine?
Eric: Yea kinda, suck me first.
Me: Umm, I think the other way around, I promise I will suck you after Eric.
Eric: ..ok fine....
Even though I wasn't a professional with gay sex yet, I knew enough at the high school level that I needed my dick in his mouth first to deny anything later on if he started spreading rumors. I grabbed my t-shirt from the ground the use as a cum rag. He suck the tip and barely more for about a min before I came and he held my shirt to catch most of it.
Me: Woah, thanks dude, I didn't know you were into this stuff.
Eric: I'm not really, suck my dick.
Ok I will, and did. I used one of my socks to catch his load when it came out. I think I id a pretty good job on him, he lasted almost 5 mins and came. He wasn't much of a shooter, but he dribbled a ton of cum I was able to catch in the sock. It just kept coming out of him slowly and running down the side of his dick into the sock. When he was done he rolled over and went to sleep. I smelled his cum on the sock and tasted it a little bit before I went to sleep as well.