This story is part true, part fiction. How we met and the lgbt discussions we had are true, but the rest is just fantasy. Any comments can be sent to jcsxx@sbcglobal.net.
I coach high school Cross Country and Track. Jay came out for the Indoor Track team his junior year and we hit it off right away. It turned out that Jay had been running on his own for a couple years and his friends already on the team finally convinced to join us. He was a natural fit and as we got to know each other better I learned that we had a lot in common. We even look a lot alike and if a stranger were to see the two of us together, would assume we are father and son - we're both 6-2 and thin, with the typical runner body, though Jay only weighs around 165 to my 185.
National Coming Out Day is in October during the fall Cross Country season and I always put aside some time that day to talk to the team about LGBT, explaining that I'm gay, and statistically there are others on the team that also identify as gay. I'm one of the lucky ones...nobody has ever cared about my sexuality and nothing ever changed after I made that speech. I also mention that if anybody has questions or needs to talk, that they should feel free to talk with me either in person, text, or email. Surprisingly, nobody has ever taken advantage of that, but there have been a few that came out publicly after graduating. That changed, sort of, the fall season Jay joined us.
One day early in the season, we were doing form drills on the empty baseball field. We had the biggest team in school history that season, so I took half the team and my assistant coach had taken the other half so we could move things along a little more quickly. We were about halfway through our drills when I heard somebody loudly call a teammate "faggot". I knew who said it, but I didn't say anything, understanding that it was just the so called "locker room talk" with no malicious intent. When my assistant coach came over, I told him what I had heard and that I was planning to move up my annual coming out speech to Monday and would be adding some comments about word choice. Drew said he'd heard somebody use the same word but didn't know who it was. Drew's mom had come out as a lesbian while he was in middle school (he was a recent graduate), so he was also sensitive to word choices and was 100% behind the decision.
Monday came and I gave my speech, being sure not to say who we'd heard, just what we'd heard. I used it as an educational moment instead of getting mad and explained why some words are hurtful and to find better choices. We had a short but good team discussion and I could see some understanding.
I was preparing dinner at home that evening when I got a text from Jay apologizing profusely for his language, that it wasn't how he wanted to represent himself. Ironically, it wasn't Jay that I'd heard, so there's a good chance that Drew had indeed heard another team member use that dreadful word "faggot" and that it was Jay.
I don't remember the whole text convo but it went on for about a half hour and included some questions from Jay about coming out "for a friend." There were some really good questions and statements from Jay that seemed too well thought out to be spontaneous like you'd expect from a straight person asking on behalf of a friend, so I was wondering about Jay's true intent despite him having a girlfriend, but nothing more came of it until the end of his freshman year of college 1.5 years later.
Jay decided to study architecture and chose a college a couple of hours from our hometown. Architecture is actually one of the things we have in common – I had hoped to have an architecture career but that didn't work out because my family moved and the new school didn't have drafting (yeah, I'm older...computer programs didn't exist yet haha) – so it gave us something to sometimes talk about. His college dismissed earlier in the spring than most others in the area, so he came to track practice one day to say hi. I was working with one of the technical events that day and prefer to stand back from the runway so I can see the entire chain of action on the runway, and actually spent the entire practice that way talking to Jay while calling out form and technique corrections to the athletes. We hadn't seen each other since Jay had left for college nine months before but had messaged back and forth a few times, so we were just chatting, catching up on classes, summer plans, etc. when completely out of the blue Jay said, "there's a lot more gay events in Boston than here." I was surprised he even noticed.
I paused for a moment, not quite sure how to respond to that. He was still seeing his girlfriend, though she was attending college near NYC in the opposite direction, so inside my head I'm thinking `is he trying to tell me something?' I decided to just say we used to have a Pride Parade and related events, but it lost its primary sponsor a few years ago and now just had a LGBT film fest during Pride Month. I decided to test him a bit and invited him on a summer camping and hiking trip to the mountains.
Our camping weekend arrived a few weeks later and the weather forecast looked good. I have a 3-person tent that really sleeps 2. It could probably hold three kids, but not three adults. I decided that if anything sexual were to happen between us, it would have to come from him, as I would rather have the friendship than endanger it by doing something he didn't want - the rest of the trip could be really awkward! I had even made sure to tell him on Facebook that I wouldn't do anything inappropriate to which he replied, "it's all good." I wasn't quite sure how to interpret that. Did he instinctively know I was no threat to him, or did he have plans and whatever I wanted to do was going to be ok?
We chose to go during the week when there are fewer people in the campgrounds and on the hiking trails. I had already been there several times and had a few favorite camp sites, mostly because they had privacy from neighboring sites and the road winding through the campground. My favorite site was still open when we arrived, and it had 100% privacy. We set up the tent then left to hike a trail just a couple miles down the road. It isn't too strenuous but has a good climb with good mountain views at the top. Since it was during the week, there weren't any other cars in the parking lot and we had the trail to ourselves. I half joking half serious said I'd be hiking naked if he weren't with me. Jay kind of laughed it off and shook his head but didn't say anything.
The night was warm, so when we crashed for the night, I decided to just wear my boxer briefs to bed but Jay only stripped down to his boxers and a t-shirt. I normally sleep in the nude, so I took off my briefs and tossed them to the side on top of my bag after we had slipped under our blankets and turned off the flashlight.
Sometime in the middle of the night I had to pee. I knew there was a possibility that the sound of the tent zipper would wake Jay up but decided to take care of business outside without putting on my briefs. If Jay woke up and saw me naked, so be it. I didn't care if he saw me and just maybe it would relax him enough to let me see him naked or more. It turned out to be more.
A couple minutes after I pulled the blanket back over me, I heard a slight rustling coming from Jay's direction but figured he was just rolling over and kept my eyes shut while trying to fall back asleep. A moment later I felt his hand lightly caressing my abs. A few moments later I could feel him move his hand down toward my cock. Jay had a feather light touch and it only took a few second for me to start getting hard. As I did, Jay wrapped his hand around my cock and started jerking me off. This felt like a really good time to return the favor, so I reached under his own blanket and slipped my hand inside his boxers. It turned out we didn't just look alike, but from the feel of things, we also had the same size dick and were both cut, even his balls felt about the same size as mine. I'm 6" hard and stand straight up along my abs when fully aroused and from the feel of things, Jay was also cut and about 6". Neither of us said anything as we gave each other a hand job. It was just the two of us stroking each other off under the cover of darkness and our blankets and the sounds of our heavy breathing along with the occasional hoot of an owl outside. I felt Jay's balls tighten up as he got close to his climax and we came together in each other's hand. As I withdrew my hand from Jay's cock and his blanket, I could feel a little cum on my hand, so just licked it off as I basked in the moment and drifted back to sleep.
I woke up shortly after the sunrise made it impossible to continue sleeping. Jay was still asleep. He was facing me and looked so peaceful. As I lie there just watching him, I had a lot of thoughts going through my head. What happened in the middle of the night was a little bit of a surprise, but not totally, and it had only partly answered my questions about his true sexuality, so there were still some serious questions. After all, he still had a girlfriend back home – was he actually gay or bi? Was it a one-time thing? Was there a chance at a relationship? I remembered that one of the things I'd told him during that long ago text conversation was that everybody needs to come out at their own pace and on their own terms, so as I gazed at him sleeping just an arm reach away, I decided to let Jay take the lead on answering all those questions.
Jay woke up a few minutes later. It was sweet watching him just open one eye, then the other, blinking in the bright sunlight peeking through the trees and into the tent. We just stayed like that for a couple minutes gazing at each other before pulling off our blankets and getting dressed for the day. Jay had taken off his boxers sometime after our nighttime fun and this was the first time either of us had ever seen the other naked despite what happened sometime in the middle of the night. I tried to look a little casual as I gazed over his body, but I don't think I succeeded. As my eyes wandered down his body, I learned he had the beginnings of a hairy chest, but a full bush down below. That was one thing that was different between us – I have a slightly hairy chest but trim my pubes and shave my balls. I was too busy taking in Jay's body to know if he was evaluating mine the same way but suspected he was.
As it turned out, Jay didn't say anything about our nocturnal activities. I decided to let it go, knowing that he'd remember my words about coming out on our own terms when we're ready. Everything else was normal, which was good, as I was a little worried that he would feel a bit weirded out. At breakfast we talked about our upcoming hikes for the day. We planned to do two hikes and if time allowed, we wanted to do some outlet shopping.
The hikes were awesome. The first one had some great views of the mountain range and the valleys below and the second one had a beautiful waterfall. I love waterfalls and since this one isn't heavily promoted – probably because it is a more challenging hike than the hikes to other area waterfalls – we only saw a few people hiking down as we were hiking up. We had the falls to ourselves and hung out for a while enjoying the sounds of the falling water and just relaxing on the rocks. We decided to just hang there for a little bit and skip the outlet shopping.
When we got back to the campground, we showered in separate stalls and then had dinner. I had taught Jay how to play cribbage the night before, so we played more of that and a couple other games. It was another warm evening, so we were both just wearing running shorts and a t-shirt. It was way past sunset and we were playing at the picnic table with just the light from the lantern. As we finished up, Jay stood up and walked behind me as I gathered up the cards. Next thing I knew, I felt Jay's hands giving me a shoulder rub. After our long day of hiking and carrying packs, it felt awesome, and I moaned in satisfaction. Jay kept going, digging deep into my muscles and as he got lower and lower on my back, I was leaning forward a bit to give him easier access. When he got to my low back I felt him lean forward and as he put his head next to my ear he whispered, "let's fuck."
Jay moved his hands under my shirt and gradually lifted it over my head as I lifted my arms. I turned off the lantern, then turned around to face him so I could kiss him. Our first one! All the while, Jay kept his hands inside my shorts. Our lips met as his hands continued their massage on my ass cheeks. My shorts eventually fell to the ground, leaving me standing there naked and making out with Jay under the moonlight.
I lifted Jay's shirt over his head and tossed it aside before letting my hands wander down his chest and then inside his shorts to his not so flaccid cock. I broke off our kiss so I could kiss the rest of him, going down to his neck before spending time on his nips. He was moaning in ecstasy as I took first his left nip between my lips and sucked on it, then his right. I could feel his dick leaking major amounts of precum and as I wandered even further down his lean body, I peeled his shorts off. We were now both stark naked standing in the darkness at our campsite, with me kneeling in front his cock, which was standing straight up toward the stars. I quickly engulfed it in my mouth and took all of him at once as I fondled his balls in my hand. I continued for a couple minutes before getting up and bending over the picnic table.
I bent over the picnic table and felt him behind me. First his hand, finding my hole and stretching me out a bit with his finger. He then knelt down and started rimming me. I could feel his tongue find my hole, getting it nice and wet. He definitely knew what he was doing.
When Jay came up for air I changed position, getting on the table and laying down on my back with my ass at the edge. Pulling my knees to my chest, I gave him easy access to my hole. He knew what to do and started finger fucking me again, getting two, then three fingers inside me, making sure I was ready for his cock. I was begging him to fuck me, to just stick his cock inside me. The table was at a perfect height for us as Jay stuck his cock inside me. He didn't take it slow and it was a surprisingly easy entry. He started fucking me fast and furious, and I could hear the slapping of our bodies every time he pushed forward into my ass. I was stroking myself as Jay fucked me silly and we again both came at the same time. I felt ropes of my own cum landing on my chest and abs as Jay's cum filled my ass.
We cleaned up by using our t-shirts, then went for a hug and another make out session under the stars. As we broke off, we held our foreheads together in an intimate pose of togetherness. As we gazed into each other's eyes I said, "I guess we need to talk."
Jay was quiet for a few seconds, then said "Yeah, but can we do it tomorrow?" After breaking off, we just left our clothes on the ground and walked to the tent, butt naked and holding hands.
Be sure to check back for chapter 2 when Jay and I are back home!