My First Lover

I was driving and I borrowed my mother's car and went to a friend's house. We went up to his room and he was a comic book nerd, and I lay on his bed reading a comic book and he got on my back, and grabbed me by the shoulders and humped me hard and came in his pants. He just couldn't resist, and it didn't bother me. I let him kiss me.

When I went to his house I sucked dick, I got naked, he used some Vaseline from his parents bathroom, and he inserted himself completely until he came before withdrawing. I lay on my back afterwards and let him kiss me, and suck my dick. We were, to use today's expression, very sexually active.

But being gay then was a real problem. At school he ran with another crowd, I was more into intellectuals, and he liked being around the in crowd. Pretty fitting for a top boy and a bottom boy. I was in complete infatuation with him. He kept an eye on me, he was possessive. It was immature of me to believe that no one noticed, but everyone noticed. I found a pair of panties in my locker.