"Music Store Teen" - by Jay Kool
This story is totally fiction, but a lot of fantasy. If you like it, email me at jaykool74@hotmail.com You can also visit my homepage to read this story and more at http://www.nakedboys.homestead.com/
Chapter One
I went to the local music store to see about getting some guitar lessons. I was getting tired of my current teacher and I decided that it was time for a change, to find someone that could help me reach my musical goals.
But before I go into details of what happened that day, here is a little bit of information about me. I just turned 17, and school was out for the summer. I'm 5'9" 135lbs with a 29 inch waist, brown hair and eyes, and very smooth with a light tan. As you can tell from my statistics, I wasn't really built, but I was well defined with what muscle I had. I ran track and played basketball in high school, and I was thought to be one of the cutest guys in my class. I looked very young for my age (about 15), and so I always ended up dating younger girls who never gave it up, so I was still a virgin, which was ok with me because I wasn't sure if I liked girls or boys.
When I entered the music store, I noticed that Josh was talking with the other employees of the store. I looked around the store for a while browsing through the sheet music and listening into the conversation he was having with his co-workers. He is the one who I feel instantly in love with when he smiled at me. This was the day when I first met him, I noticed him at first, but I didn't think much of him. He tried to maintain the tough-alternative look, spiky black hair, plain white tee shirt, baggy jeans, and the spiky collar around his neck and wrists but no visible tattoos and only his ears pierced. He was so sexy. I asked him about guitar lessons, trying to find out as much about the instructors as possible before choosing between the two that were offering lessons.
He must've really been working on building his biceps, as you could notice the definition in them as he turned the pages in the binder. I wanted to kiss him all over right there in the store, but my senses caught the better of me. I actually couldn't take my eyes off of them, when he noticed that I was staring, he looked up at me and smiled. I melted right then and there he was so cute. I never though I was gay until that point, well I thought about guys, but never thought of having sex with them. I was usually into comparing myself to them, builds, length of penis, etc. Josh was 6'0", 155lbs, about a 32" waist, medium build with black hair and blue eyes. He definitely was in great shape and worked out, but as you can tell he wasn't a body builder, just very well cut. He was totally cute, I couldn't believe that I didn't notice him sooner. He had a smile to die for. He was wearing a plain white tee shirt (very classic) with semi-loose cargo jeans did I mention that he had a very nice ass?
At that point I asked if he played guitar and he said yes that he had been playing since he was 12 (he was 18 now), and that he was going to the local college of music before transferring to the west coast in a couple of years. I signed up for lessons with one of the stores teachers and told him that we needed to jam sometime. We exchanged numbers and decided that we would meet sometime after he got off work. I had a feeling that he was gay, or at least bisexual, somehow I could tell.
The week went by and he never called me, so I never called him. I thought that if he was attracted to me, that he would've called me. Well I dreamed about him all week, actually I had wet dreams about him as well as masturbating over him 2 times per day. God he was so sexy. I had a hard time concentrating on anything else, I was really infatuated with him.
It was now Wednesday, so I went to my weekly scheduled lesson, actually my first one. Josh said hi to me as I entered, and I chatted with him a few minutes before going back to the lesson rooms. My soldier of love stood to attention as soon as I saw him, I needed to find out if he was gay, and if he was I needed to make a move. My lesson ended as the store was about to close, so I decided to ask Josh if he'd like to hangout tonight. I swear I could see his eyes light up, maybe he was kind have shy and waiting for me to make the first move. As you'd guess, his answer was yes.
I followed him over to his house, and as we were entering the house I told him that I needed to call home to let them know that I'd be late. Josh said that I could spend the night that we'd probably be up pretty late and it would suck to wake up my family. He also stated that he had clothes that I could borrow and that his parents were over in Europe for the summer, so he pretty much had the house to himself. I called home and got the ok to spend the night, my parents were gradually loosening their grip on my life and now trying to control my younger sister.
We talked for a while were we both inquired on the dating status of each other and about future plans for schools and music before we jammed for a while. We had a pretty good session, and Josh showed me some new tricks and tips on playing which immediately improved my playing. He told me that the music store wouldn't allow him to give lessons because he didn't have a degree in teaching music. He was really awesome at playing and knew how to explain and show you what you were doing wrong and how to correct your playing style and technique.
I could tell by watching him that he was hard, and he stared at me a couple of times. I was wondering whether he was sizing me up or if he actually was gay. Life is hell if you are different. If he wasn't gay and I made a move, I probably wouldn't have him as a friend and gain a rep as a faggot. High school is hard enough without having to deal with that shit, but I still wanted to experiment with him. How can I define my sexuality without exploring the possibilities?
When we were done playing, he offered me something to drink, which included beer. What high school kid isn't going to accept a beer? We talked for a while, finishing a beer, before he told me that it has been a long time since he had a blow job, which I replied that I only had one and the chick didn't know what she was doing. He proceeded to ask me if I noticed that he was checking me out? I told him that I thought that he was, but I couldn't tell. (My gay-dar wasn't developed at all yet.) At this point he put his hand on my crotch, and I was hard (but a slight breeze could cause that). I noticed that he was hard. He asked me if I would like to exchange blowjobs, that he would do me first as long as I returned the favor. This kind of threw me for a loop. I have never had anyone be so direct about sex. Before I could answer, he had my zipper down and was massaging my cock & balls. He was rubbing his hand flat down my shaft, and on his down-stroke he would cup my ball gently pulling them up. Damn it felt so great to have someone else touch you, especially for the first time. At this time, there was no way my dick would let my brain think no.
I answered that I would be ok, as long as no one else found out, and he agreed as he started to pull my pants down. We both pulled our shirts off, damn he looked like a god. A nice perfectly sculptured piece of artwork. He got down on his knees, as I was sitting on the couch, and started to caress my chest as he licked my penis shaft from top to bottom. He started to twist my nipples lightly as he started to flicker his tongue against my nutsack, and I thought that I was going to cum right then and there.
I bent forward and proceeded to rub his chest and nipples lightly, and then I told him to strip for me. I needed a few moments for the heat to settle a little so I wouldn't blow my load so early. He stood up and slowly unzipped his jeans the sound of his zipper made my cock bounce with excitement and anticipation. I was so hot and horny, that I could barely hold myself back from ripping his boxers off. He let his jeans hit the floor, where he then kicked them aside while rubbing his bulging mound. He had an extremely well defined six pack, and I could swear that there wasn't an ounce of fat on Josh. Not that I was bad looking, I had a really great cut, I just had a little growing to do before I could even look like him.
I stood up and started to kiss him on the neck and lips, my fantasies were coming true. We started to rub each other's butts his was rock hard as was mine. He started to rub me roughly all over with his hands and I tried to imitate him. I slid both of my hands into his boxers, one in front and the other in the rear where I started to rub his cheek and his throbbing member. After a minute or so, I got down on my knees, sliding his boxers down to his ankles and proceeded to lick his shaft and balls as he done for me previously. I then took his head in my mouth and started to tongue the head, I didn't bob up or town I concentrated on his head. Licking around the outer edge of his head. His cock was 6.5" long and had a large girth, whereas I was about 6" with a medium girth.
I started to slowly bob up and town on his cock while massaging his balls with my free hand. After a few minutes, I felt his cum shoot hitting the back of my throat and I started to gag. I regained my hold on the situation and looked up at him as he was still unloading his spunk in my throat and it looked like he was in sheer heaven. When he was done, I bobbed a couple of times until he told me he could take it no longer.
He then flashed his pearly whites, I loved it when he smiled at me, I decided to swallow (I think this was the moment I knew I was in love). He proceeded to lay me down as he took a hold of my cock. He started to assault my cock with his tongue and my soldier couldn't take much of this, just before I thought I would shoot my load, he started to bob gently up and down on my cock with his mouth until his lips were touching my pubic hairs. I couldn't believe that he could do that, I almost gagged when I tried. He was rubbing one hand on the bottom of my testicles and the other on my stomach lightly with his fingertips.
I felt my body tense up, I was in sheer ecstasy, and I let my rocket of a load fly into his mouth. After he swallowed, he started to make out with me and I could taste cum in his mouth, and I'm sure that he could taste his.
We were both exhausted after our jam session and decided to take a shower to get ready for bed.