I never saw myself ever getting the courage to write about my gay life, I don't have people to share the stories with. I'm an amateur writer and English is not my first language. Please pardon any mistakes and send any feedback to my email on how I may improve my writing. Email me at georgyolee@gmail.com, I'll do my best to answer each one I receive.
Well what can I say, I was a horny teenager. I had like a dozen boy crushes, I still do.
Being raised as an only child with access to the Internet really takes a toll on you. I was a really small boy, tiny frame, slim, rather cute if I can say so myself and introverted. I studied in a small boarding highschool deep in the heart of the country. I won't get to many details.
I was a little effeminate so on the very first week I already had attention for me, both positive and negative. Being in a homophobic society, feminine boys are always bullied into shoving the femininity down. Well that's exactly what happened.
But, in my class there was a really hot guy, Jerry. He was the textbook definition of a tall, dark and handsome man. He was a tall, muscular, dark skinned, pink lipped guy with a really nice smile. Very clean, neat and he always smelt nice. He had a very deep soothing voice, calm, soft spoken and respectful. I am not exaggerating when I say he literally walked out of a wet dream. A slice of heaven.
The amount of times I fantasized having him in me are uncountable. I think you get the picture, he was a 10/10, definitely "edible". I always wanted him but I couldn't just approach and ask. Staring at his bulge was my hobby. I'm sure he noticed but there's no harm in craving dick, is there?
One day my Best friend, Charles, and I were seated at the furthest corner in class. It was during evening break so we were the only ones in class. Jerry walked in and sat at his place. He was on the third column from the front, so there was some distance. I paid no mind to him until I looked up to see him next to me. "Hi George, can I talk to you for a minute" he said. It was a surprise he even knew I existed. "Yeah, its okay. What do you want?" I could tell my voice cracked a little, I mean a lot. Charles struggled not to laugh.
"Let's step outside, its a private matter" . I did not need convincing, I was already up halfway his sentence. Once we were outside he decided we take a walk instead. "Ummm...I'll get straight to the point, I think you're cute and I like you" I could tell that took a lot of courage to say, he sighed. I had always dreamed of that moment. I was speechless, excited and a symphony of good emotions followed. "Wow, Are you gay? I actually don't think I can do this". What the fuck was I doing? I have never understood why I reacted that way, but you should atleast let a man chase if he wants you. He just stood there. I could tell I shuttered him.
"Look, I know damn well you are not straight, you dont have to pretend" he tried pretending to be strong. "Just tell me you don't want me and I'll leave you alone", he said, I felt bad but my ego demonizes me sometimes. He was heartbroken.
"Sorry, but I don't like you like that, or you can give me some time I'll answer you after supper". I already knew my answer but being in control for once felt really good.
"Okay, please don't turn me down, I will treat you so well" he said that in his deep voice and my heart literally skipped a beat. That was the icing on the cake. My fantasy would finally be true. We turned around and walked back to class. We were both quiet the entire walk back. My mind was far.
We got back to class and Charles was still there. He was into gossip so sure as hell he asked what we talked about. "Oh, he just needed some help with his assignments nothing much" I had that excuse on my fingerprints already.
Supper time came and we went to the dining hall together. The long awaited 'after supper' came and I ran into Jerry again. "I'm here for my answer" he said while taking me from Charles.
"Look, You're a very hot guy, I cannot turn you down, so it's a yes", I said that in a casual monotone to hide my emotions. He smiled and looked at me straight in my eyes. Staring at his eyes was very hard. This guy was a slice of heaven. I could not hold eye contact for even five seconds. I looked down but he held my chin up to stare at his handsome face. We were out in public so he could not try anything.
We went back to class for the evening preps and my mind was miles away the entire time. I imagined us fucking and other nasty shit. It felt good finally having someone to call mine. Time flew by so fast, it was already bedtime by the time I snapped out of my world. He came over to my desk, "I'll walk you to your dorm room" he whispered in my ear. His warm breath on my skin made my limbs grow weak.
My dorm was not far from the classes section so it didn't take long to get to my bed. He lay down on it and I sat by him. I could not tell what was happening at the time. He then took my blanket, covered himself and looked up towards me, his eyes were hypnotic to me, I couldn't move.
He moved his arm and touched mine, he moved it under the blanket to his crotch.
He moved my hand on his crotch to sort of massage it all while staring deep into my eyes. I struggled to unbuckle his belt with one hand, he chuckled and did it himself then laid back and guided my hand back to his dick. He was rock hard already. Touching his dick felt magnificent, it was warm and it felt huge in my hand, like about seven inches, and really girthy, yes I could tell. His pubes tickled my hand. He licked his lips and whispered "Oh, Fuck!".
I was hard myself but there was nothing I could do about it incase anyone walked in. I leaned over to kiss him and his lips on mine felt wonderful, he was a really good kisser. I cannot find words to explain how good it felt being that close to him and having his lips on mine, his dick in my hand. It was magnificent. I moved my hand up and down his huge shaft and he would let out soft moans of pleasure.
At that point I lost control of my thoughts, I stood up locked my room door, removed the blanket and sat on top of him. Both my hands were on his dick now. A drop of precum was on his tip and I bent over to lick it. It tasted so good, his manly scent filled my nostrils, I opened my mouth to let his dick down my throat. I gagged but he put his muscular hand at the back of my head, pushing it down.
His moans made me worry, my dorm roommate could also walk in at any time. I raised my tongue to tickle the tip of his dick. He tightened his grip on the back of my head and moaned in a deep voice. "Oh, Fuck!" he moaned repeatedly. He got more violent in pushing my head down on his dick. By that time I could feel his pubes tickling my nose.
He begun thrusting, "Fuuuuuuck!", he shouted and suddenly I could taste warm, slightly salty liquid in my mouth, It tasted so good. I could feel his dick throbbing in my mouth as he gifted me his man nectar, I swallowed it all. He finally let go of me and we both struggled to catch our breath. I leaned over to him for a kiss. I had to give him a taste of his sweet self.
"Wow, that was great" he said mid - chuckle as he kissed me. I got a towel to wipe him and he got dressed. He laid on my bed and coincidentally, a few minutes later my roommate walked in. "I am so fucking exhausted" he threw himself on his bed and fell asleep. Charles and I looked at each other and laughed. "I'm also tired myself, I'll get to bed, goodnight" he said while getting up. "Goodnight" I mumbled back. He left. I laid back on my bed still rock hard with the smell of cum and sweat still on my nostrils.