Before my first time, I never thought I would have sex. It always seemed so far away. It was only a little under a year ago that I did lose the V card, but I remember how it changed everything. I was seventeen and had just come out. It was accidental, really, but I was happy that I didn't have to live a lie anymore. I accidentally left a porn tab open on my laptop and let my twin brother, Ben, use it and my mom overheard us talking about it. She's cool about it, but when I told my dad he kind of flipped. They're divorced and I used to spend most of my time with him, but now I live mostly with my mom.
Within a week everyone in my small town knew and I became a bit of a social pariah. I was on the football team, not a star, but I was pretty good. After my sexuality came out, though, the coach kicked me off because I was no longer a 'model citizen' like all athletes should be. I also quit the swim team because the guys refused to go in the locker room with me and wouldn't go near me when they were in their speedos. A lot of my friends showed their true colors, too, and wouldn't talk to me anymore. None of it mattered, though. I knew I wouldn't be in the town for long. It was December and I just had to make it to May for graduation. Then I'd be able to say adios to this God fearing town.
In terms of looks, I think I'm pretty good looking. I'm not the ruggedly handsome sort, more the boyish good looks sort. With my unkempt brown hair, dark brown eyes, and abs you could use to wash laundry, I was quite the looker. I could also pack a speedo like no other guy on the team with my soft 6 incher. Before coming out I had quite a few ladies hanging on my every word, ready to throw their precious, untouched flowers at me. I, however, wanted nothing to do with their lady bits and wanted more to do with any number of the rock hard... boys at school. It all just seemed a fantasy, though. That was until one cold, snowy weekend in December.
My dad was going out of town for a week and I had to stay at his house to make sure my brother didn't go crazy. He was by far the wild twin. Any amount of time home alone meant a raging party. With me there, though, the wildest he was able to get was having two friends over to get drunk and high. I didn't want my dad being disappointed in yet another thing, and my brother knew I could kick his ass, so his 'party' stayed tame. By about 1 AM, they were stone quiet, probably passed out, and I had just finished an essay on the negative effects of the American education system relying on high stakes testing. I saved everything and stripped down to my black briefs. I always start my routine with pull ups on my doorway bar. Once done with those I did squats and then pushups.
Just as I started sit ups, I noticed one of my brother's friends, Jim, leaning on my door frame, watching me with drunken, almost lusty, eyes. For a bit of backstory, Jim, one of my best friends before everything happened, is one of the swimmers who refused to even be seen by "some fag" while in a state of undress in the locker room.
"You get lost... finding a place... to puke?" I said between breaths as I continued my set of sit ups.
"Nah, just watchin' the fine ass show," he slurred as he walked over and knelt down to hold my feet.
I stopped the sit ups and stood in front of him, "fuck off dude, go back to Ben's room. Wouldn't want anyone to see you here and think you were hanging out with some cocksucker, right?"
He stood and almost looked hurt, "First off, Ben and John are passed the fuck out right now. And second... What did you expect me to do? Anyone who was anywhere near your side became outcasts."
"Well don't fucking worry about it, then. At least your reputation is left unscathed, now fuck off so I can finish up and go to bed," I said and, without thinking pushed him. He pushed back and I tackled him to the ground. I was so mad and just wanted to pulverize him. He shouted for us to stop and flipped us so he was on top. He had me pinned... I should have chosen wrestling for my second sport like him.
"Chris... Stop, I just want to talk to you," he breathlessly said while I fought to get out from under him. Then he shocked me and stopped me completely with one move that I was not expecting. He kissed me softly. When he pulled back from my lips, I was too stunned to react in either a negative or positive way, so he took the opportunity to kiss me again. This time it was deeper and he let go of my arms so he could hold himself up with one hand and caress my face with the other. My hands hesitantly found their way to his sides. My fingers traced the outline of his rib bones as they slid south to go under his shirt and find his skin. Our tongues danced between our mouths and his hand that was on my cheek started to make its way south. I realized his intentions were even naughtier than mine as I felt him squeeze my already hard cock through the thin fabric of my briefs. I broke the kiss and moaned, pressing myself up into his chiseled body.
Let me go ahead and stop there for a second. I realized that I never described Jim for you. Silly me! I forgot to give the details of the wet dream that he is. Yes, I said it; he is truly a wet dream of a man. He has blonde hair that, like mine, is unkempt, but in an even sexier way and deep, blue eyes. He's about 6'3" and sculpted like the Greek gods themselves. Yes that last bit of his description was a touch clich‚d, but it's true, dammit! I had my eyes on him for years. From what I had seen of his dick, he had about good 5 inches, but I had only seen him soft.
Anyways, back to the heat in my bedroom. Jim started kiss my cheek to my ear, where he stopped to lick and nibble my lobe. His hand caressed my still covered dick while he kissed his way down my neck to my left nipple. As he massaged it and my right one with his tongue, his hand slipped under the waistband of my briefs and he took solid hold of my fleshy meat stick. I moaned again, this time louder, so I covered my mouth with one hand to stifle the sound of my ecstasy and ran my fingers through his thick head of hair with my other hand. Jim quickly pulled my briefs down to my knees, allowing my cock to bounce to life in front of him.
He smiled and admired it for a bit, "I've always wanted to get my hands on your monster. You've easily got one of the top 10 cocks at school, I'd say." Without warning, his mouth was on my head. His tongue flicked over my piss hole and the vein of my shaft as his lips made their way down my entire 7 1/2" length. I bit down on my hand, which barely contained the screams of pleasure my throat begged to release. The pain of my teeth biting into my flesh mixed with the pleasure of Jim having my entire cock in his mouth made for an intense feeling I had never even imagined I could experience. Jim slowly released my now slick dick, but when he reached the tip top of it he plunged back down to the base. His movements reminded me of a striking cobra as he repeated this move several times, sending me into a full bodied orgasm. It took me by surprise. The pleasure exploded in every nerve in my body and I felt like I was flying.
Jim swallowed almost every drop of my now not-innocent boy spunk and I realized that I must have bit my hand too hard because my mouth tasted like pennies. My post-orgasm blurred vision started to come back and I looked down at his perfect face and thought to myself that I needed to wake up. He was flashing me the biggest, most beautiful smile he could, but I couldn't help but stare at the line of cum, cum that came from my cock, streaked across his top lip. How did that just happen? When I looked past his cum covered face, I saw that while he was giving me that mind-blowing orgasm he had been jacking his own cock. It was a good 6-6 1/2 incher with a very thick girth. He kissed me hard. When we pulled apart I licked my top lip and got a taste of my very own baby juice. It was salty with a hint of sweet. Not as bad as I thought it would be.
"Now that I've had yours, want to try mine?" He asked with his sly, sexy smile that has always made me melt. Jim leaned back against my bed and spread his legs. He jacked his cock slowly in my direction, offering his dick to me. "I'm pretty close already, go ahead and finish me off. We can be cum brothers."
He didn't have to ask twice. I lay between his legs and wrapped my lips around his girth. I had never actually done this, so I just started to bob my head on it, hoping this was good enough for him. Jim moaned with the occasional jump and yelp because of my inexperienced teeth nicks. I couldn't take him all the way, but I could feel his legs begin to tighten as he got closer. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and let out some soft, pleasure-filled moans as he released himself into my mouth. I tried to get as much as I could, but some did leak out of the corners of my mouth and down his shaft. It tasted better than mine; almost like a salty orange. As soon as he stopped oozing, he pulled me up to him so he could kiss me.
I broke off the kiss and sat back, facing him with a confused look. He smiled and said, "Let's talk, now."