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High School by jayoa69@hotmail.com
High School
Mom thought girls were a distraction for me. I always used to get in trouble with them in middle school. So she sent me to an all boys' school for high school. I thought it would suck at first because I didn't know anyone and you know, there were no girls. However, I didn't have much say in the matter, so that was that. I went, knowing only one other person there. He was a kid from my hometown who I hadn't particularly cared for in middle school, but whom I figured I might as well be friendly with in this new place.
Well, off to school I went. I made a couple of friends my freshman year, and a couple more the years after that. I dated a couple of girls along the way, too. But something was sitting at the back of my mind.
It started one day when I was riding the bus home. I laid down in the seat and started to fall asleep. Eventually, I started dreaming, you know the usual stuff: falling, running, fucking, and then I started dreaming about this kid from my hometown. His name was Danny. The dream involved me in the locker room on my knees sucking his dick. I woke up almost immediately and was really bothered by it. I had never really had thoughts like that before, and I never expected them, especially about Danny. So I told
myself that I would not think about that anymore. However, it happened again and again, and became pretty frequent. I found that I was attracted to Danny.
I didn't know what to do at first. I tried staying away from him, and not taking to him, but that just made it worse. I wanted him even more. So I made a conscious decision to start hanging out with him and see where that would take me.
I started talking to Danny more and more, whenever I could. When he went into the locker room, I made sure I was there. We were both pretty shy, so we never got naked in front of each other, but I still liked seeing him. I decided I had to find out how he felt about me.
The opportunity presented itself our junior year. I got my license before him, and since we lived in the same town, I told him I would give him a ride. He gladly accepted (because it beats riding the bus) and we started riding home together. I would do things like touch his leg when I said stuff, or stare at his crotch when he put his hand down there, but nothing ever outwardly forward. But it was making me hotter and hotter each time I rode with him, so I decided to try to hint my feelings. My stares became more frequent at his crotch and ass, and I was hoping he would catch me and say something. But he didn't. I was becoming distressed when one day, everything changed.
I drove him home that day, and we pulled up to his house, where an empty driveway awaited us.
"Hey, where's your mom?" I said.
"Oh, she and my dad went on vacation this week. So I'm fending for myself," he said. "Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Sure," I said.
As Danny got out of the car, I stared at the way his ass looked when he got up. As I was staring, he turned around and looked at me.
I was a little embarrassed at first, so I looked away, but then I looked back.
"Hey," he said. "Do you want to come hang out for a while?"
"Yeah, sure," I almost yelled, trying to hide my excitement. I parked the car and followed him inside. We took our ties off and he asked me if I wanted a drink. I said sure and sat down on the couch in his living room.
He brought in two sodas and asked, "Hey, you wanna see my house?"
"Sure," I said. I followed him through his downstairs, and basement, and then upstairs, where we ended in his bedroom. There was a bunch of old sports trophies around and some pictures. I sat down on the edge of his bed and commented on how cool his room was. He said thanks and sat down next to me. That was when I figured I might not ever get another shot at this, so I inadvertently put my hand on his leg. I worked up all the courage I had and started moving my hand back and forth. He didn't say anything at first, so I just kept doing it, trying not to look at him. I eventually started moving my hand up his leg toward his crotch. At that point, I turned and looked at him. He was looking back at me, nervously. He swallowed hard, but didn't say anything. I looked down at his pants and saw that they were noticeably tented. I got a little excited. This was what I had been hoping for. I moved my hand up to his cock and started rubbing it through his pants. He moaned softly. I then reached up to his belt and undid the buckle. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper. I put my hand on his dick again and started stroking some more. He moaned again and moved his hand to my crotch and started lightly rubbing my cock. I almost came right there when he touched it. I held it in though and told him to stand up. He did, and his pants dropped to the floor. I stood up, too, and unbuttoned his shirt. He kept rubbing my cock while I did it, and he stepped out of his pants. I undid the last button on his shirt and took it off him. I then slowly kissed down his chest toward his crotch. I got to the hemline of his boxers and gave them a tug. They dropped to the floor, and his seven-inch hard cock popped out at me. I put my hand around it and started stroking it like I would my own. I looked up and saw his face. He loved it. I did this for a couple minutes, took a deep breath, and put my mouth around the head of his cock. I had never given a blowjob, so I didn't know really what to do. So I just made sure that I didn't use my teeth, and started sucking back and forth. He started moaning louder and his hips started moving a little bit. I bobbed my head up and down on as much of his cock as I could fit in my mouth. It tasted so good. After a little bit, he started moving in time with my movements and fucking my face.
"I'm gonna cum," he moaned.
I had come this far, so I might as well complete the deal. I started sucking faster and faster and felt his hips jerk as he shot a load of cum in my mouth. That was enough to make me cream my pants. I drank in as much cum as could fit in my mouth and licked the rest off of his dick. He looked down at me and smiled.
"That was amazing," he said.
"Thanks," I said. "I've wanted to do that for a long time."
I was utterly happy. I had finally gotten my wish, and it was better than I had imagined. Needless to say, we stayed close, and I eventually got involved in other gay activities. But that's a different story.
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