This story is loosely based on my own experience in high school. If it is illegal or improper for you to be reading this story, please leave now. We were only 15 and virgins at the time and didn't play safe the first time, but please always play safe! Please let me know what you think. Please put the story title in the subject line so it passes my spam filter. Flames will be ignored, but I will try to answer all e-mails.
High School Choir, Chapter 3
The rest of the afternoon was rather non-descript. We talked, watched TV, and generally bummed about. After Chris' parents got home for the evening, we had dinner and sat around chatting until around 9 or so, when Chris made eye contact with me and suggested we turn in for the night, telling his parents we were tired from all the swimmng and activity during the day. We went downstairs to his room which was off the now-famous family room, and closed the door. Chris quietly puched the lock button and turned around, his shorts already beginning to tent some. He walked over to the windows and turned the blinds closed and turned to face me.
"Let's get naked," was all he said.
We began to take our clothes off, any semblance of embarrassment long since gone, and stood to face each other in just our underwear. Chris is his tight white jockeys, and me in my plaid boxers. Chris went over to the door, and went across the hall to his bathroom, then came back a minute later with a tube of KY Jelly.
"I keep this hidden in my bathroom for when I want to jerk-off," he told me.
"I am all for a good jack myself," I replied.
"No, lets try something better. I saw it in an adult mag I copped from my older brother, but the guy was doing it to a woman. I think we can probably do it to each other though." He said.
My curiosity (as well as my dick) was rising as I wondered what he had in mind. Chris told me to take off my boxers and lie on the bed. I did as he asked, my cock getting harder by the minute. Chris took off his jockeys, and walked over to me.
"In the mag, the guy was finger fucking the girl's ass....you want to try that with each other?" He asked with a somewhat pleading look in his eyes.
I had already managed to lose most of my inhibitions, and with the little head doing the thinking for the big one, I merely nodded my assent, and rolled my legs back, exposing my still virgin pucker. I had never tried putting anyting in there myself at all before, but I was getting so horny at that point, I could probably have been convinced to stick anything in there he had to offer. Chris squirted some of the lube onto his finger as I held my ass open for him. It was cold when he touched me, and my hole involuntarily closed at the chilly assault. After a few seconds, the jelly warmed as Chris continued to massage it over my hole. I began to slowly stroke my own cock, as Chris rubbed over and over my hole, smearing the lube all around the tight ring. Without any warning, I felt a finger enter me, and once again my ass clamped down tight on the intruder. Chris just held his finger there, not pushing or moving, allowing my hole to adapt to his finger. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, my hole began to relax, and I could feel Chris began to probe my insides. At one point, he hit something that made my cock jerk and elicited a rather pronounced groan from me.
"Holy shit...what did you do?" I asked.
"Did that hurt?" He asked.
"No, it felt great, whatever it was, do it again!" I pleaded.
"I'll try," he answered, moving his finger back in and moving it around some.
Again he found the spot that felt so good to me, and I was to later learn was my prostate. He began to rub it over and over as I moaned in pleasure, still working my cock at the same time.
"How is that?" He asked.
"It feel so good, I could cum any second," I managed to say between grunts.
"Hold off, I want to try something else," he told me.
I felt his finger slip out of my ass, saw him grab the lube and squirt some more onto his finger and rub my hole again with it. This time, my hole didn't tighten up at all as he slipped his finger in and out a few times, then added a second. I felt a slight twinge at the rim of my hole as it stretched to accommodate his second finger, but it was quickly replaced by pleasure as he again found that magic spot and worked on it. A few minutes later, what i realized was a third finger joined the first two, stetching my ass wider, but giving me immense pleasure. My ass felt as if it were on fire in the beginning, but nce again the pain rapidly gave way to pleasure and I was soon purring and moaning as Chris worked his three fingers in and out of my ass, while I contentedly beat my meat and listened to him wanking his hard cock as well. I thought I was going to cum any second, so I stopped jerking my cock and just soncentrated on relaxing and enjoying this new found feeling in my ass. I remeber thinking that here I was with my legs in the air, with my friend finger fucking me. Yesterday we were just hanging out together worrying about school and the choir, and today had brought our friendship to a whole new level. I was startled from my reverie by Chris' next comment.
"I am so horny right now, can I put my dick up your butt?
Yeah right, like I was about to say no! I told him OK, but he would have to go slow and stop if I told him to, and he would have to pull out if it got to be too painful. While still fingering my ass, he managed to squeeze some lube onto his other hand and coated his cock with it. He pulled his fingers from my ass, and I had a kind of empty feeling inside. Chris wasted no time in placing the head of his cock against my hole and slowly pushing in. Once again, my ass tried to prevent his entry, but I willed myself to relax and not be so scared, and I felt the head of his hard cock slip past my ring. My mind braced itself for what I thought would be tremendous pain, but there was none. He stood there at the side of the bed, about an inch or so of his cock in me, looking at my face, waiting to see if he should go forwards or backwards.
"I'm OK," I told him, "put a little more in."
Ever so slowly, his teen prick started to slide into my now de-flowered ass. It didn't really hurt, but I was beginning to get a full feeling. I put my hands to his hips and stopped him for a moment to adjust to the slightly stuffed feeling I was experiencing.
"You still OK?" He questioned.
I nodded, then took my hands off his hips so he could enter me a little more. He carressed my legs and ankles as he held them and slowly pushed more and more of his cock into me. It still didn't hurt, and when his cock rubbed my hot button, a huge drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip of my cock onto my belly and I drew in a large breath. Chris took this as a sign I was in pain, and stopped.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked.
"No," I moaned, "that just felt so good. Are you all the way in?"
"Almost, just a little bit more."
"It actually feels good, go ahead in the rest of the way."
A moment of so later, I felt his pubes against my ass. He was all the way in me, and it didn't hurt! Here I was, legs in the air, with my buddie's cock up my ass. God I hope no one walks in, I remember thinking. My own cock was still dripping a large pool of pre-cum on my stomach, and Chris ran his fingers through it and stroked my cock a few times. It wasn't romantic at all when Chris said:
"Can I start to fuck you now?"
I don't think I was really looking for romance though, I just knew I was liking what I felt at the moment. Two horny teenagers experiencing each other's bodies via raw sex. No love, just a mutual desire to get off. Romance would have to wait I decided, I wanted to feel his cock hit my prostate again and again, and give me that feeling I was now searching for. I told him to go a head and start slow. He pulled back a few inches, then pushed in again. I was beginning to enjoy my first fuck more and more, and encouraged him to pull out a little more each time. As is the natural instinct of humans who copulate, the body takes over and begins its own thrusting motions. Chris was no exception to this rule. I was loving getting fucked, and he was loving fucking me. It sounds animalistic, I know, but it is also nature at work. Soon both of us were worked up to what I would imagine must have been quite a sexual frenzy. Chris fucking me, and me encouraging him to fuck harder and deeper so that both of us would fully enjoy this new experience.
I could feel my own orgasm start practically at the bottom of my feet. The tingling feeling climbed up my legs in into my balls as I rapidly approached the point of no return, and I warned Chris that is was coming. He seemed to re-double his efforts on both my ass and my cock and his fist became a virtual blur and my rock hard boy-cock, and his own cock slammed in and out of my now well-fucked ass. My mind blurred as I threw myself off the precipce and into the abyss that was my orgasm. Rope after rope of hot cum shot from the end of my cock, hitting me in the face, chest, shoulder ans stomach. My ass clamped down on Chris' cock, sending him over the edge at almost the same time with one hard thrust, he buried his cock as deep as he could into me.
No, I couldn't feel his cum shooting into me like you read in some stories, but I could feel the pulsing of his hard-on against my ass ring as he deposited his cum deep into my anal cavity. I thought I would pass out from the pleasure, and Chris collapsed on top of me, spreading my own cum all over both of us, sticking us together. He laid on top of me for a few minutes as his cock slowly deflated and slipped out of my hole. A few minutes later, he rolled off of me and laid next to me on the bed. My ass felt a little sore from the pounding it had just taken, but other than that, my first fuck ever felt pretty damn good, even if I had originally envisioned it with me fucking a girl, not me getting fucked by my friend! After several minutes, Chris rolled over and looked at me.
"That was unbelievable! I'm sorry, I guess I just got carried away." He said.
"That's OK, I think I got carried away with you." I replied with a bit of a chuckle.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked.
"No, but I am looking forward to my chance. Turn-about is fair play you know?" I said.
"Maybe tomorrow," he grinned, "We need another shower, we're both a mess."
I smiled as I followed him into the bathroom. Ah, yes, tomorrow is another day I thought to myself.
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