As soon as Bob entered the marching band he was an instant hit with all the girls. He was extremely funny, outgoing, and terrible attractive...Bob was a freshmen, and I was a senior. We both had in common the instrument we played which was the trumpet. Because we played the same instrument, this meant that I would be Bob's section leader and I would be able to give him orders, as well as give him "private lessons."
Bob was five feet ten inches, with short dirty blond hair, and blue eyes, which are to die for. Bob weighs about 145 pounds or so, and I caught my first glimpse of his hot body at a pool party-what a site. Bob had the hottest non-jock body imaginable. He had defined pecs, nice arms, and a pretty nice six-pack. Bob had the cutest ass I've ever seen, and I can still remember staring at it when I was behind him in line in those tight as shit pants(freshmen got the last choice of pants). I would occasionally perform with a hard dick...Bob's ass always inspired me.
Throughout the marching band season, I took Bob under my wing. I gave him rides to and from practice when he needed them, I helped him out after practice, and I even gave him a few private lessons before a few practices. Bob was quickly becoming a very good trumpet player. I had yet to make any moves on this young stud. I also sat with Bob on the bus sometimes, this was a very good position as we had to change on the bus from time to time. Bob would always joke around calling the time he took to change "naked time", although he never really got naked. He would, however, get down to his boxers, and I could see that this boy was very well hung. It would always be somewhat of a predicament when I had a hard on and had to change in front of him. I think he had taken notice of this occurrence, but had not really said anything. There was one moment in particular, which led to better things between Bob and I. We had been playing jokes on each other the entire bus ride, and during "naked time," I had threatened to pull down his boxers if he didn't stop. He replied saying, "you don't want that thing flopping all over the place do you?" I hesitated a second or two, and finally responded with "I wouldn't mind." With that came a big smile on Bob's face, he had such a nice smile. He asked me if I wanted to continue this conversation after the competition that night, and we sure did.
It was very late at night, and there were no cars on the road, and we drove to a secluded parking lot. I had a boner the whole ride there. As soon as the car was parked, Bob pulled down his tight pants, ripped off his shirt, leaving him in only boxers. "Where were we?" I replied that he was just about to let me see that thing flop around all over the place, and he got up and kneeled on the seat, and pulled down his boxers. I almost fainted. His cock was huge, and it was only half-hard, at least 5 inches long. I said I wanted to see it flop around, and he took hold of my arm and brought it to his crotch. I took his big dick into my hand and started playing with it. I was in heaven. His cock was growing to full-length as I squeezed the entire length of his huge member. By my estimates, his cock was a full grown seven and a half inches of hot dick.
I wanted to tease him a bit, as well as explore his hot body. I rubbed my hands all over his body, stopping at his nipples, playing with them a bit. I then proceeded to his built arms and just felt them up and down. He was so hot. I just had to bring him close to my body, and I wanted to hook up with him. Once closer to me, he took off my shirt and started feeling my body, and he then undid my pants, and with that we were both totally naked. We were kissing passionately for what seemed like an hour, but was probably only a couple of minutes, and we started to explore each other in more daring places. I had my hands all over his cute ass, and he was feeling my hard six and a half inch cock. I wanted to suck him off really nicely. With us both being trumpet players, we both had tremendously strong lips, and I was the first to blow his dick. I licked my tongue up and down his huge, lovely cock, and then I finally took it in my mouth. Bob was in total ecstasy as I had most of his cock in my mouth. Bob's moaning turned me on so much, he moaned throughout the entire blowjob. All through the suck, I was feeling his hot ass with one hand, it made me so hot. He told me that he was about to cum and I was going to swallow every drop of his sweet juice. He let out a loud moan, and he shot a humungous load into my mouth and after swallowing most of it, we hooked up a bit more, and he told me that he wanted to return the favor.
My cock was still as hard as a rock, and he began sucking me off. His lips were so strong, and his mouth felt so good to my dick. His mouth was going up and down my shaft and his lips reached my pubes several times. It was the best feeling in the world, Bob was a natural cocksucker, and after a short time, I was ready to fill his mouth with my warm cum. I moaned in shear pleasure and I was in such joy.
Needless to say, after that event, the "private lessons" increased, although most of the time we weren't blowing trumpets.