Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 22:24:35 -0400
From: Tyler Slader <tylerslader@gmail.com>
Subject: The Boy I Always Wanted

My name is Tyler Slader. I'm a gay U.S. college student with a big cock and
a passion for romance. All of my stories are based on my own experiences.
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I bite my lip as I stare at him across the classroom. His hair is dirty
blond, straight and ruffled, and long enough that his ears are only barely
visible. He's slouched over in his seat, twirling a pencil with his
fingers, obviously bored. I look up at the clock: only five minutes left
before school lets out. Today is going to be the day I finally ask him to
hang out. We're seniors, both 18, and it's second semester; I'm running out
of time. The bell rings and I sigh. Now or never, I suppose.

I throw my notebook in my backpack and rush to intercept him at his desk
while the rest of our classmates file out the door. He's bending over his
backpack putting his supplies away, his tight butt up in the air, and it
takes all my self-restraint not to grab his waist. I give a nervous cough,
causing him to stand up and turn around. He flashes me a smile and asks
"Hey, Justin, what's up?"

"Haha not much, Chase. Are you busy this weekend? I'm trying to find
someone to hang out with."

"Sure! I have a lacrosse meet tonight but I'm free all day tomorrow. What
did you have in mind?"

"Eh, not much. Maybe you could just come over to my place and we could
watch a movie? How's 5:00? We can order pizza."

"Yeah, sounds great! Just text me your address and I'll see you tomorrow."

And with a wink and another beautifully dimpled smile he was off.

**********

As I drive home, all I can think about is the potential tomorrow
holds. I've liked Chase for over a year now, but I haven't said
anything. He's tall, tan and buff.  He has the most stunning green eyes and
teeth as brilliant and pure as snow. He also has a girlfriend. They've been
dating for months, and they seem kind of serious. I've known a couple gay
guys with girlfriends, but not knowing about him for sure definitely
increases my nervousness.

I figure if anyone has a chance, it would be me. I'm 5'10, with sandy blond
hair and shimmering green eyes. I play tennis, which keeps me slim but
muscular, and I've kept up my tan by lying next to my pool in a speedo all
month. Chase and I have gym together, so I've gotten to see him in the
locker room. He's a little taller than I am, but he has a beautiful body: a
defined six-pack, pronounced pecs, and toned legs. And best of all, he's
completely smooth. I don't know if he shaves or if it's natural, but even
on his legs there's not a hair in sight. I would love to run my tongue over
his body, slowing licking his nipples as my hands explored the front of his
jeans, then letting my tongue move down to his abs...A honk brings me back
to full attention, and I try to focus on the road for now.

**********

I walk into my house, set my backpack down in the living room, and take the
stairs two at a time up to my room. My room is pretty big, with my King bed
on one side and a flat-screen TV opposite. I figure I can convince him to
watch the movie with me in here where we'll have some more privacy. He has
a particular love for Indie films, so I select "The Picture of Dorian
Gray", a British indie with blatant homosexual undertones. I figure it's my
best shot for getting a reaction. I settle down at my desk with my homework
but I can barely focus. The only thought running through my mind is "what
if he really is gay?!"

**********

He said he's come over at 5:00, and it's 5:05. I managed to keep busy all
day, but I've been sitting on my bed waiting for the doorbell for fifteen
minutes. I hope he didn't forget! My cell phone starts buzzing and my heart
jumps into my throat. I look at the caller ID as I answer, and sure enough,
it's Chase.

"Hey buddy, you almost here?"

"Yeah, sorry I'm late! I had to get gas on the way. I'll be there in five."

Even his voice is enough to get me going. I swallow and start to speak, but
he already hung up and I'm talking to a dial tone.

I check myself one last time in the mirror. Dark-blue skinny jeans:
check. Shallow V-neck: check. I stretch out the waistband of my jeans and
peek inside. Black Calvin Klein briefs: check. I look casual but still
stylish. I hear the doorbell and run downstairs, my heart beating quickly
in my chest. I open the door and am stunned speechless. Chase is radiant,
from his tousled, shining hair to his muscular, tanned arms and legs. He's
wearing a loose t-shirt and baggy athletic shorts, but their combined
effect of obscuring his features just made him seem hotter.  I manage to
find my voice and invite him inside. As he takes his shoes off I say that I
figure we should just watch the movie in my room so we won't have to deal
with any intrusion from my parents. He agrees and follows me up to my room,
where I shut the door behind him. He begins to look around and chuckles
when he sees the setup I have for watching movies.

"So, Justin, I guess we'll be watching from the bed?"

I give him my most award-winning grin.

"That's right!" I raise one eyebrow. "I hope you don't have a problem with
that?"

"No, of course not!" he says with a laugh and jumps up onto the bed. He
pats the spot next to him and asks "what are you waiting for?"

I grab the TV remote from my desk and join him on my bed. I press play, and
as the previews begin I take a risk and suggest we get under the covers for
warmth. To my delight, he agrees, and I pull the covers over both of us. As
I do, I scoot a little closer to him, and now our legs are pressed
together. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, and I have to fight
from getting hard. We watch for a while without talking, and since he
hasn't moved away I decide to move it forward another step.

I yawn, stretch, and rest my head on his arm. He shrugs, and I'm terrified
he's going to move away, but he just lowers himself so that my head fits
into the crook of his neck above his shoulder. I sigh softly and I feel him
vibrate with concealed laughter. Without looking, he puts his arm around me
and asks "getting comfortable, are we?"

I decide to go for it. I roll onto my side, facing him, and without saying
anything place my arm around him under the covers, letting my hand brush
over his crotch. I wait for a second, then two, without breathing. Then, I
feel his hand move lower, caressing my lower back and then my butt through
my jeans. Oh my God, Chase has his hand on my butt. This is going better
than I ever could have hoped. I move my hand back to rest on his crotch and
I feel his dick starting to get hard through the thin fabric. Oh, it feels
so big. Just touching it through the fabric gets me hard, and I press into
him, my cock rubbing against his hip. He moans softly and thrusts his hips
up, pushing his cock into my waiting hand. I grab it through the shorts and
began rubbing. I raise my head off his shoulder, pull the covers down, and
give him a sly grin.

"Why don't we get these shorts off you? It's getting kind of hot in here."

He gives me a naughty grin, grabs both sides of his shorts, and yanks them
off. His hard, cut cock springs into the air. It has to be at least seven
inches. I'm temporarily speechless, and he takes the opportunity to push me
onto my back and hook his thumbs into my jean pockets, pulling them and my
briefs off in one shot. My six-inch dick springs up too, and he, now
kneeling next to me, grabs it and begins slowly rubbing up and down. The
movie is playing in the background, completely forgotten.

He grabs my balls in his other hand and gently massages them, eliciting a
moan from me in response. I reach one hand between his legs and grab his
butt, pulling him closer to me. Now his dick is only a couple inches from
my mouth, and I have to have it inside me.  I lean up, my abs stressed with
the effort, and run my tongue around the head of his cock. He throws his
head back, closing his eyes, and moans. I then move down to the base of his
shaft and run my tongue all the way up his long cock. When I get to the top
I put it in my mouth and begin sucking. I've never tried to deep throat
something so big before. I get about five inches down the first time, and
when I start going back up he grabs my hair and forces me back down. I take
as much of him as I can while he pushes me onto his dick, and eventually I
make it all the way down to his body, my lips pressing against his smooth
skin. He moans in ecstasy and manages to say "Oh, God, Justin, no one I've
been with has ever been able to take my whole cock in their mouth. You're
incredible." I feel him tense, and precum oozes out of his dick. I quickly
swallow all of it, and it tastes amazing.

He releases my hair and I take his dick out of my mouth. He pushes me down
on my back and positions himself over me so that we can 69. He bends down
and starts sucking on my cock and I began sucking on his. This is my first
69 and it feels wonderful. I can barely focus on giving him a blowjob
because he's doing such a good job on my dick. He's holding himself up with
one hand and running the fingers of his other hand along my crack, pushing
one finger gently into my hole while he sucks me. I want to return the
favor, so while sucking his long cock I spread his cheeks and stick one
finger into his hole. I feel him tense and then relax, allowing me to push
deeper. After he's comfortable with one finger I put in another, and then
another. I can feel him tense again and I know he's going to cum. I speed
up my rhythm, rubbing my fingers against his prostate and massaging his
balls with my other hand, and soon I feel his warm cum shoot into the back
of my throat. He shudders as he orgasms and my mouth fills with so much cum
that it drips out of my lips and onto my cheeks. When he's finally dry I
stop sucking and he goes right back to sucking my dick. After a few seconds
I feel myself tense and just as I'm about to cum he deep throats me for the
first time. I moan loudly and arch my back as I shoot huge streams of cum
into his mouth. It takes me forever to stop cumming, and he lifts his head
off my cock and turns around. He's wearing a huge smile and cum is dripping
from his chin onto my stomach. He lies down on my body, our still-hard
dicks pressing together, and begins kissing me, our cum running together on
our tongues as we make out.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing he sits up and glances at the
TV. The movie has finished, and he checks his phone for the time.

"I'm sorry, Justin, I have to get home for dinner...But this...this was
absolutely amazing. I want to do it again...I mean, if you want to."

I just smile. "I loved it too. Let's get together again soon, okay?"

He nods as he begins wiping himself off with the tissues I have next to my
bed and pulling on his clothes. When he's finished I walk him to the door
and wave goodbye. The whole time, my smile never leaves my face. When he
drives off I close the door, then lean back against it, sighing and closing
my eyes. I could not have asked for a more perfect day. I can't wait till
next time.


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