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Gay Stories
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Bi-Sexual Male / 22
How I Found Out I Love Cock
I was sixteen years old and a bit of a nerd and a loner and so not exactly popular and I was OK with that. One would think that if one likes guys that one would realize that fact in gym class when everyone got naked to take showers but I honestly just never paid attention. Being gay isn't popular and I do like girls. I mean I really adore girls. They just don't adore me back.
So We had a new kid come in half way through the year and as a nerd I was assigned the task of giving him the grand tour. And by nerd I mean I straight A's so that meant I could miss days of classes and not have it affect my grade so what was an hour or so with a new student?
Michael was 17 and in the same grade as me. He wasn't behind a grade I was ahead one. I never skipped a grad per se. I simply went to kindergarten instead of preschool and just kept going. Michael is hot. I mean he has a pretty face. A face that is distinctly male yet very pretty and very kissable. I don't know if it is those eyes I want to get lost on or those lips I want to nibble on or that long strawberry blond hair I want to run my fingers through or that lean muscular body I wanted to see sans textiles. I was completely unaware of any desire for the male form until Michael came along and I found myself on the verge of stuttering the entire time he and I were together.
We had the same class in 7th period and the same homeroom and that meant we would have a chance to say goodbye at the end of the day only he didn't want to say goodbye and neither did I. He asked if there was a decent public library in town and of course I volunteered to escort him directly there. I could have led him blindfolded. I knew the exact number of paces from my home to the library and from the library to the school. I could have led him through every stack by Dewey number having memorized it years before and I could have done it blind folded. I could find books quicker than the librarians. He wanted to look up something about the muscular system and I took him directly to 611 though 610 and 612 could be useful. I picked out several titles I was familiar with and perhaps over enthusiastically handed them to him. His smile told me I was not amiss.
We sat down together and I asked what he was looking for and he told me it was related to studying massage techniques. Then he asked if I would volunteer to let him try out a few things and he looked up a muscle then put his hand on my back and put some pressure in a spot that made me tingle then repeated on my neck then my shoulder and this turned into an hour long impromptu massage that did not ignore any part of my rear torso. I felt like my back was being masturbated and I was in a constant state of almost cumming.
I went from being in lust to being in love in that hour. I desperately wanted him but was too shy to say or do anything about it.
Then Michael offered to escort me home and I accepted and when we got there we both noted the absence of my parents who were both at work and would be for hours more. I invited him to my room and I don't remember who made the first move but in under a minute I had my first ever kiss. In two we were passionately making out and in three our hands found their way into each other's underwear. I don't even remember unzipping. At some point his tongue left my mouth and he told me to lay back and I did and my pants disappeared and a mouth was on my cock for the first time and I was so horny that I ejaculated more than a mouthful down his affectionate throat and I went limp tingling everywhere.
A few minutes later I recovered and noticed a few things. My dick was still hard. I was still horny and I could see the most magnificent cock I ever saw in my life and it was throbbing and bobbing and drooling out of the sagging over foreskin and I could not help myself. I figured that his mouth on my cock constituted an invitation to put my mouth on his and on it it went and for the first time ever I had a human penis in my mouth and I LOVED it! Ask me two weeks earlier if I would enjoy sucking cock and I'd have told you to fuck off. In that moment I was in love with cock. And Michael. I desperately tried to cram every one of those 9 or so inches down my throat. I'd swear it was twice as long as mine and almost twice as thick. I tried to swallow all of it but only managed to choke about half of it down my throat all the while contemplating what kind of exercise it would take to get it all the way down.
A few minutes of me experimenting with bobbing and sucking and gagging and the accompanying noises my mouth was flooded with thick gooey sperm. I luxuriated in the sensation of that slimy ambrosia lining my esophagus and swallowed reverently.
Not a day has gone by since that I didn't repeat that at least twice including an hour ago.
So We had a new kid come in half way through the year and as a nerd I was assigned the task of giving him the grand tour. And by nerd I mean I straight A's so that meant I could miss days of classes and not have it affect my grade so what was an hour or so with a new student?
Michael was 17 and in the same grade as me. He wasn't behind a grade I was ahead one. I never skipped a grad per se. I simply went to kindergarten instead of preschool and just kept going. Michael is hot. I mean he has a pretty face. A face that is distinctly male yet very pretty and very kissable. I don't know if it is those eyes I want to get lost on or those lips I want to nibble on or that long strawberry blond hair I want to run my fingers through or that lean muscular body I wanted to see sans textiles. I was completely unaware of any desire for the male form until Michael came along and I found myself on the verge of stuttering the entire time he and I were together.
We had the same class in 7th period and the same homeroom and that meant we would have a chance to say goodbye at the end of the day only he didn't want to say goodbye and neither did I. He asked if there was a decent public library in town and of course I volunteered to escort him directly there. I could have led him blindfolded. I knew the exact number of paces from my home to the library and from the library to the school. I could have led him through every stack by Dewey number having memorized it years before and I could have done it blind folded. I could find books quicker than the librarians. He wanted to look up something about the muscular system and I took him directly to 611 though 610 and 612 could be useful. I picked out several titles I was familiar with and perhaps over enthusiastically handed them to him. His smile told me I was not amiss.
We sat down together and I asked what he was looking for and he told me it was related to studying massage techniques. Then he asked if I would volunteer to let him try out a few things and he looked up a muscle then put his hand on my back and put some pressure in a spot that made me tingle then repeated on my neck then my shoulder and this turned into an hour long impromptu massage that did not ignore any part of my rear torso. I felt like my back was being masturbated and I was in a constant state of almost cumming.
I went from being in lust to being in love in that hour. I desperately wanted him but was too shy to say or do anything about it.
Then Michael offered to escort me home and I accepted and when we got there we both noted the absence of my parents who were both at work and would be for hours more. I invited him to my room and I don't remember who made the first move but in under a minute I had my first ever kiss. In two we were passionately making out and in three our hands found their way into each other's underwear. I don't even remember unzipping. At some point his tongue left my mouth and he told me to lay back and I did and my pants disappeared and a mouth was on my cock for the first time and I was so horny that I ejaculated more than a mouthful down his affectionate throat and I went limp tingling everywhere.
A few minutes later I recovered and noticed a few things. My dick was still hard. I was still horny and I could see the most magnificent cock I ever saw in my life and it was throbbing and bobbing and drooling out of the sagging over foreskin and I could not help myself. I figured that his mouth on my cock constituted an invitation to put my mouth on his and on it it went and for the first time ever I had a human penis in my mouth and I LOVED it! Ask me two weeks earlier if I would enjoy sucking cock and I'd have told you to fuck off. In that moment I was in love with cock. And Michael. I desperately tried to cram every one of those 9 or so inches down my throat. I'd swear it was twice as long as mine and almost twice as thick. I tried to swallow all of it but only managed to choke about half of it down my throat all the while contemplating what kind of exercise it would take to get it all the way down.
A few minutes of me experimenting with bobbing and sucking and gagging and the accompanying noises my mouth was flooded with thick gooey sperm. I luxuriated in the sensation of that slimy ambrosia lining my esophagus and swallowed reverently.
Not a day has gone by since that I didn't repeat that at least twice including an hour ago.
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