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Bill and I were in the same high school. I admired Bill a lot. One day, Bill stunned everyone. He announced that he was gay. This wouldn't have normally left so many people stunned, but Bill was the captain of the first string football team. The coaches went bananas and the administration got ulcers. They even attempted to remove him from the team, but Bill threatened to sue. All in all it caused quite a campus crisis. After a while, things quieted down and even the out of town competition no longer jeered Bill from the bleachers. How could they, when he played top ball and most always was the game hero?
My name is David. I'm older now, but I was sixteen at the time when all of this was going on in school. I also knew I was gay. I was a linebacker on Bill's team. I could hardly wait to inspect the bare bodies of the young players as they showered, walked naked to their lockers, and dried off. Of course, no one knew of my sexual desires. I kept my thoughts to myself, but my sexual drive and fantasies were driving me crazy. Atop this, since I was just sixteen and my hormones were developing, I had yet to have any real physical contact with another male. I just knew I badly wanted it but I didn't know how to go about it and everything so far was just a strong desire in my mind.

Bill and I knew each other from team participation, but I never felt I could confide him...or anyone else, as far as that goes. My gay feelings were my deep closet secret. It was tearing me apart.

One night, after a school party, I didn't have a ride home and Bill offered to drive me. On the way to my house, we chatted about the party and school activities, the teachers we liked, etc. Bill parked his car in front of my house. It seemed we had not finished our conversation. Bill shut off the ignition and the car lights and we continued to talk.

Bill slid over and put his arm around me. It felt good. I wanted to tell him how I felt, but I was afraid to . Bill ran his hand through my hair. "You're also gay, aren't you?"

I had not expected him to say this. How did he know? Did others know? I was speechless. This was the first time anyone said they knew. I couldn't think of anything to say. I burst into tears and buried my head against Bill's shoulder, hugging him tightly. The truth had come out.

Bill returned my hug. It felt good, it felt caring. I sobbed out my uncertainties, my insecurities, my fears and how mixed up I was....that I was still a virgin, I knew I was gay, and only had fantasies. How I craved an honest-to-goodness true experience. I expressed my apprehensions of a first attempt. Would it feel good? Would it feel right? And what was I to do to satisfy my lover? I didn't know how to begin to make love. How could I learn, and where would I find male partners?

Bill listened quietly, massaging my shoulders and stroking my hair. We made eye contact, a new experience for me. His hand moved down my body, pushed into my crotch and moved it up and down. It felt good. I got hard in a hurry. This was my first touch even though it was through my clothing.

"I will have the house to myself this weekend," Bill said. "Why don't you come over. We can talk more, if you would feel comfortable, we can do some other things. I think you will like what I can show you."

We gave each other another hug. I didn't want to leave and go inside, but the hour was late. I stood on the sidewalk and watched Bill drive off. I felt a great burden had been lifted.....I'd shared my darkest secret. Another person now knew that I was gay. Now, this weekend, Bill would be my first lover and show me things. * * * * *

The weekend finally arrived. During the wait, I'd thought of past times in the gym where I'd viewed Bill's naked body. He was slim, smooth and muscular. He had tight, well formed cheeks, and his beautiful circumsized penis hung down limply over his balls, a sight that really turned me on.

On my arrival at Bill's, we immediately went upstairs to his room. He closed the door. We made eye contact. I hypnotically approached him. I could not help myself. We embraced. He wrapped his strong arms around me. He pressed his lips against mine. My mouth opened. His tongue explored deeply inside, probing back, touching the soft tissues of my throat. He withdrew and pressed his lips against mine. My first real kiss. His hand moved down my back and rubbed my butt through my clothes. His fingers delved inwards into my crack. I clung to him as he moved to my crotch. His hand rubbed up and down, feeling the outline of my erection. I was hard with desire. I made no protest as he undid my belt, zipped down my fly, grabbed my waistband, and pulled my pants and shorts to my ankles. My penis snapped out at full mast. His hand explored my nakedness.

I was hot and excited to a uncontrollable frenzy. I hurriedly pulled off my shirt, slipped out of my shoes, and stepped out of my pants and undershorts. I stood naked. We embraced again. I rubbed my bare body against Bill's clothing. His hand again travelled down my bare back. I felt his caressment of my bare buttcheeks and crack.

Bill led me to the bed. My legs were grasped and gently lifted to where I lay prone on the top covers. I drew my legs up, spreading them apart. I was in complete surrender.

His hands traveled lightly over my stomach and chest, stopping so his thumbs could gently push upwards on my hard tits. Traveling downwards, over my stomach, he reached my crotch. One hand gently cupped and rolled my balls, the other lightly grasped my penis in a slow upward, downward motion. Wet warmth enveloped my shaft as it entered deeply into his mouth. The inner fires of sensation burned as his tongue moved over and around my most sensuous part. The feeling grew even stronger as my sperm pressed upward, heavy contractions pumping its flow to eruption, spewing my sperm, my body convulsing, giving this moment of ecstasy the most monumental of all feelings. I, no doubt, moaned sounds of passion. I don't remember. Now, my body was limp. I felt good. I felt relaxed. I wanted to rest. Bill smiled down on me as he softly ran his fingers over me with a very light touch. This was my first sex experience. I knew I was addicted. That only another man could perform the joys that my body craved.

I must have dozed for a minute. When I awoke, Bill was standing at the side of the bed. He had removed his clothes. He stood naked at the bedside. His erect prick was beautiful. Not too long and not too large, just the right size supporting a gorgeous flared tip. I sat up, took it in my hand, then my mouth. It was my turn to try to show my love to Bill.

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