Date: Sun, 09 Dec 2007 09:16:58 -0600
From: TerranAcrux
Subject: A Boy with a Cause

	I had never been any good at making friends and while in the Eighth
grade, noticed a male that I believed was the most beautiful specimen of a
human possible.  I was known as the professor to my fellow students and a
straight-A student, geek type that was never invited into any games much
less any circles of friends...
	I was a pretty good looking boy or at least average except glasses
were not cool at the time so I had to put up with the four-eyed jokes and
being a geek which, at the time, was called a weirdo. Standing at only four
foot ten, brown curly hair and brown eyes, I saw myself as a total loser!
	Each time that I saw Him, though, was a different story! My heart
would begin to thump, my blood-pressure would rise, and I actually thought
I'd burst! He had black hair, mesmerizing blue eyes, and a body that
belonged to the swim team that he'd mastered...
	I'd always known that I was attracted to other males, but managed
to keep my mouth shut even while in the gym lockers during dress out. I
hated dress out time and would even take licks for not wanting to. Now, at
the beginning of the semester, I was about to endure the most painful
semester in my life, so I thought...


	One day, before dress out, I was sitting on the bench and just
broke down crying uncontrollably. While trying to compose myself, a boy had
walked up behind me and began to caress my hair and the side of my face. I
was unable to look up at the time so I kept on crying because I didn't want
to face the rest of my class-mates. He said, "I know how it goes, I was the
same way at my last school before I transferred here". Being in the macho
era, I naturally pulled away from him mostly in fear of someone else seeing
this display. He stated that he'd made sure no-one else was in the locker
room and assured me by gently rubbing my back in little circles as if he
cared for and had found a long lost friend.  I sucked in a few much needed
breathes of wind like one does after sobbing and without wiping my tears,
finally looked up to see who was caressing me so. It was Him!!!
	He said, `My name is Michael and I don't know anyone here, but it
looks like you need a friend'. When I realized who it was caressing me so,
my heart melted and figured this was not possible. Michael stood there
comforting me until I was alright and simply took me by the hand, lead me
to the showers, and ever so gently, washed me all over. And I allowed him
to do so!
	Once the shower was over, at the end of it, he gently moved in to
hold my face and kissed me square on the mouth. Our tongues met and I
thought of heaven...!


	Michael then formally introduced himself and invited me to his
place to play some video games and swimming. I readily agreed while
explaining that I'd have to call home. Once there, we played some WOW, a
bunch of old Zelda, and a few other games. While getting tired of the vids,
we found ourselves in a conversation on girls,... My worst subject I was
afraid of because girls turned me off and my heart began to sank when he
found a clever way to begin talking about girls' most feared enemy, boys
that liked to spend more time with their friends rather than girls... As
the conversation ensued, I noticed that he'd changed back to what boys
liked more than girls as far as daily life goes as well as he had a tent in
his jeans! While on a certain level of Zelda, he made a statement that he
liked the Ocarina and bragged that he could play another tune that Hagrid
once played in a different story. I asked him to play it so he saved and
stopped the game and began playing the tune...Once he began to play it, I
could not resist and flung myself on top of him to wrestle him down and lie
on top. He immediately flipped me over, (I have not to this day figured out
it happened so fast...) but while on top of me I could feel his hard-on as
began to grind against me in a subtle way...
	With me pinned against the floor and his body, I had no choice but
to submit and he leaned forward and gave me a deep-long kiss...I simply
wished it would never end but he began grinding against my blue-jeans and
whispering to me to take off my clothes. I responded, once I could get air
between kisses, that we'd be in deep shit if caught, he simply said, `Folks
are gone `till next week'. And kept his ministrations on my groin until I
submitted and undressed us both. Once naked, we entangled like we were
meant to be together and while unable to stop kissing, both our dicks' were
grinding against one-another.
	Michael simply said, `Can I make love to you?" and I replied, `Yes,
Please'.  He asked me to spread my legs as far as I could and began licking
my perineum. I thought I had died and gone to Heaven, but it wasn't over
yet. As his ministrations carried on he found his way to my bum. Having
just taken' a shower, I figured it was okay. Then he forced a finger and
two inside my bum and pulled them out and said, `Smell' ... I didn't want
to at first, but when he forced them up to nose and said,
`Boy-Pussy'... this is what it is all about...  `Boy'... I inhaled and the
scent drove me wild!!!
	While Michael was kissing me, he drove his fingers deep into my bum
and tickled my prostate as he did so, making sure I didn't miss out on what
was to come. Simultaneously, I was feeling him off from his balls, erect
dick, perineum all the way to his asshole... When I pulled my finger out
and smelled it, I knew this was the sex-life for me...Boys...

Chapter Two to follow...