When I was 16 I never knew about same sex stuff. My arousal came solely from girls and Playboy. It wasn't until I was seduced by a guy in my class that gay sex existed, and that after that first experience I would develop a lust that would stay with me.
Totally innocent and ignorant to gay or lesbian sex, this guy, who would become a sexual partner for 8 years, invited me to his house on a school weeknight, telling me his parents were away and that we could get stoned and drink some beer. This sounded fine to me and I thought nothing of any ulterior motive as I drove to his house after dinner, wearing only blue jean cutoffs and a t shirt. I hadn't worn underwear for years as I found them unnecessary, uncomfortable and restricting. Part of me also was liked that my cook was readily available for masturbating, as I frequently did as a typical teenager.
He met me at the door and we went to the family room, he sat on a chair and me on the sofa, smoked a joint, drank some beer, and soon I was pleasantly buzzed and relaxed.
We watched tv and after a bit, I needed to lay down as my back was sore and I was semi wasted.
I laid down on the floor on my stomach and watched tv, he asked if I was ok, told him my back was sore.
Before I knew it, he was kneeling next to me and began to rub my back.
I felt weird having a guy touch me, but the back rub did feel good, and he told me to relax.
His hands worked up my back, in the process bunching up my t shirt so my back was bare, exposed.
He rubbed my shoulders and said that the t shirt was in the way and pulled it over my head.
I offered no resistance but felt odd laying there with my t shirt off.
His hands returned to my now bare skin and he continued the back rub.
I still had no notion that any of this was sexual.
It wasn't until his hands went down my back and his fingers just slightly went under the top edge of my cutoffs.
I felt an odd arousal, yet laid there not considering that it was sexual. After all, I had no idea of same sex stuff.
His fingers went a bit deeper inside my cutoffs until his fingers actually touched my ass cheeks.
He then began to move his hands to my sides and I realized that I was getting aroused.
My cock was getting hard.
It was called confusing and arousing at the same time, yet I remain frozen to moving. I didn't know what was happening and the arousal was pleasant.
He became bolder and his hands went to my sides, and then under me, his fingers still inside my cutoffs.
I became a bit panicked as now I was totally hard and his touch was obviously sexual.
I thought about getting up and stopping what was happening, but my cock was over ruling my brain.
He then moved his fingers to the button and zipper on my cutoffs, and to my shock I lifted my hips as he unbuttoned and unzipped me.
His fingers were so close to my cock I thought my secret was going to become known, as if he didn't know that he made my cock hard.
He then said we need to et these off, and he pulled off my cutoffs.
When he had totally removed them and I lay there totally naked on my stomach, did I realize that I had let's a guy touch and strip me. And that I was liking this, my cock was throbbing.
His hands began to touch my calves and he moved upwards to my thighs, then pressing them and apart and his fingers teasing nearer my crotch, coming close to touching my balls, his fingers lightly tracing my ass crack.
I wasn't freaking but thought I needed to stop this but knew if I got up it would be obvious that I was aroused and liked what was happening.
His hands went up my back and then he gently touched my ass and his hands moved to my sides.
I think I was almost gasping at this point.
He moved to my side and he pulled me into my side, revealing my swollen cock.
I had now succumbed and wondered what he would do next.
His hands went across my stomach, teasing, but not touching my cock that was fully revealed and giving away my arouaal.
I reached the point where I needed to have him touch my cock, I wanted him too, I wanted to cum.
I moved my body so that his hands touched my cock and he lightly touched me, I wanted more.
He knew I was ready, I didn't know for what, and he held my cock and told me we should go the bedroom.
Never letting go, we got up and he led me down the hall to his parents bedroom and told me to lay down.
I was totally compliant and laid down on my back, my hard cock yearning for touch, all the while wondering what was going to happen next.
He moved to the foot of the bed and began to strip, I could see the bulge in his pants and I was both scared and excited as to what he was going to do next.
Once he was naked, I saw for the first time another guy's hard cock. It was bigger than mine, about 8", cut and very hard.
He got on his knees and straddled me, the bare skin of his legs touching mine.
I could only look down and stare at his cock, and it soon grazed my leg.
I thought this was totally wrong, but once again my lust kept me from moving.
As he moved up he spread my legs so that his cock now touched my inner thigh and then grazed my balls until his cock brushed mine. I looked on in amazement and really liked how it felt, smooth, hard and warm.
For the first time I occurred to me that he was going to put that big cock in my ass.
It scared me, but I was so hot that I decided I was willing.
He got up to get some lube and knelt over me, first getting me all slippery, then his cock, until he then rubbed our cocks together.
That feeling and sight would be one that I would replicate many times in the future, though I didn't know that then.
The head of his cock grazed my balls and he moved my legs further apart, I willingly complied.
But rather than fucking me, he slowly moved his hard cock against mine.
My eyes were fixated on the sight and I lost any inhibition.
I realized that I was reaching the point of orgasm....it wasn't something that I was sure I wanted to do as it would be a vindication of my pleasure.
I couldn't stop the feeling and my cock spasmed, shooting cum onto my chest and stomach, jerking and pulsing.
He then let go as my orgasm was subsiding, splattering his cum on my stomach and cock.
Once my lust subsided, I felt very guilty and got up and went to the bathroom, mortified that this had happened.
I saw myself in the bathroom mirror, cum all over my cock, stomach and chest.
He came in behind me and I saw his still hard cock, slick with lube and cum.
He told me I should stay, but I was disgusted with myself.
I wiped off the cum and went to the family room, dressed and left quickly...thinking if I left, this never happened.
I got home and thought for sure that it would be obvious that I had been with a guy, he had made me cum.
No one found out, but over the next 2 days the experience was all I could think of, and to my surprise instead of looking at Girls and Playboy, I instead relived my first gay experience and had mind blowing orgasms.
On the third day, my lust was too much. I asked him at school if I could come over, he said yes, his parents were again gone.