Date: Wed, 8 Nov 2006 11:50:31 -0800 (PST) From: Frank Subject: High SChool Choir, Chapter 1 All Characters in this story are purely ficticous. If it is illegal or improper for you to be reading this story, please leave now. Please let me know what you think. Please put the story title in the subject line so it passes my spam filter. Flames will be ignored, but I will try to answer all e-mails. High School Choir I always loved to sing. Ever since I was in second grade and joined the chorus. Now here I am, a sophomore in high school and about to try out for the upperclassmen's select choir. I am so nervous about this. I have to sight read and sing in front of the 24 member choir. They almost never ask underclassmen to audition, but the director felt I sang well enough in Concert Choir to audition for this group. Another sophomore and I are the only underclassmen. We've know one another since we were about 8, and Chris and I have always been friends. I think he is more nervous than I am. I know a lot of the choir members better than he does, and the director has been my "mentor" since I started singing. The audition went well, I went first and he went second. We talked about it at lunch afterwards and decided to just see if either of us made it or not. While we were having lunch, Chris asked me if I wanted to come over after school was out for a swim in his backyard pool. I thought it would be a nice way to unwind, so I agreed. Classes for the rest of the day dragged on and at 2 pm the final bell rang. We hopped the bus to his house and he let me in. He is the youngest of 5 kids, all of whom were grown and out of the house. His mom and dad both worked until 6 or 7, so it was not unusual for him to have a friend over after school until his parents came home. After dropping our book bags by the door and raiding the fridge, we went out by the pool and sat on a couple of the lounge chairs. "You feel like going for a swim?" He asked. I told him I didn't have a suit with me, but he simply brushed it off and said there was just the two of us and we could go nude. We had seen each other naked after gym class before, so I acquiessed. He toed off his sneakers, pulled his shirt over his head and began to unbutton his jeans. I was keeping pace with him, and soon we were both standing by the pool nude. I should tell you that Chris is about 5'10", 130 lbs, black straight hair, brown eyes, and has about 4" soft cut cock that hangs over a nice set of balls. He is fairly smooth skinned with a nice patch around his cock and balls and a small treasure trail that runs from his navel to the top of his pubic patch. I am about 6' tall, 145 lbs, blond/brown curly hair, bright blue eyes, and a nice 4-5"soft cock, also cut, and a nice pair of balls. I am also naturally smooth with the same kind of treasure trail as Chris. We jumped in the water and began splashing around, trying to dunk one another, the usual things teens do in a pool. We would climb out and try to cannon-ball close to the other, or run to the diving board and dive in, just generally messing around for about a half an hour or so. At one point as he was trying to dunk me, I felt Chris' cock against my thigh and thought it felt a little larger than it looked. At one point, Chris climed out the side of the pool rather than using the steps, and I got a good look at his slim ass and his cock and balls swinging between his legs as he climbed out of the pool. I felt a twitch between my own legs as Chris very slowly and deliberately walked to the diving board, and stood the for a few seconds. I could tell he was definately beginning to fluff up some. "What are you doing?" I asked as he just stod there on the board in all his glory. "Just thinking," he said as he idly reached down and scratched/stroked his cock. "Whatever it is, it must be something good," I said, noticing his swelling cock. "Oh it is, for some reason, I am really horny this afternoon," he said, "I need to jerk off." "Go ahead if you want, it doesn't bother me, I might even join you." I commented. Up until now as friends we had never done anything sexual together, but we used to tease each other about jerking off and stuff, but I always wondered what it would be like. "Let's go inside then and we can both jerk off," he said. I climbed out of the pool and he came down off the diving board. We grabbed our towels and dried off and went inside the house. His house is a split level with the kitchen, master bedroom, living room, dining room and guest room on the upper level, and 3 bedrooms and a large family room on the lower level. We went into the family room wrapped in our towels and plopped down on the sofa. Chris was idly rubbing his cock as we talked. "What got you so horny?" I asked. "I have been horny ever since the audition this morning," he said. "I guess it is my way of dealing with my nerves, get a hard-on!" "At least it is over and in a couple days we will know if we made it." I told him. "A couple of days with a constant hard-on won't help me!" He smiled. "Then let's get rid of these hard-ons and we can go back in the pool," I said, beginning to stroke my cock thru the towel. Chris let his towel fall open to reveal a respectable 6+ inches of hard cock. I pulled my towel open and quickly rose to my 6 1/2 inches with him. Nothing was really said as we sat on the sofa next to each other stroking our cocks. I was in heaven jerking off next to my friend, watching him stroke his hard cock up and down. I had always wondered what it would be like to do this with someone else, but had never got up the nerve to ask anyone, so I usually just jerked off at home in the shower or at night in my room. After several minutes of stroking, I closed my eyes, leaned my head back and began to concentrate on the business at hand, when I felt another hand move mine away and begin to stroke me. The feeling was amazing! It is nice to stroke your own cock, but it feels even better when someone else does. Jolts of electricity shot through me as Chris worked both our cocks at the same speed. "That feels great, let em do you," I said as I reached for his cock. It felt soft and hard at the same time in my hand, the spongy head just slightly darker than the shaft, a large vein running the length of it. It was a whole new sensation feeling another person's cock in my hand, and I was savoring every moment. I cupped his hefty balls and Chris moaned, but didn't stop stroking me. I am a good pre-cummer, and a large droplet had appeared at the tip of my cock. Chris rubbed it all over the head with his thumb, eliciting a low moan from me. If he kept this up, I wouldn't last long! "Man you have a lot of pre-cum." Chhris said as his thumb smeared another drop over the head of my cock. "That feels so good, man, don't stop." I groaned. "Not even for this?" He asked, as he bent down and engulfed my cock into his mouth. I had never had a blow-job before, but this was amazing. His warm, wet mouth over my cock as he began to bob up and down on my cock. My head thrashed back and forth at this new sensation my cock was feeling. I didn't know if I could last much longer to his seemingly expert ministrations (from my point of view) on my cock. I continued to stroke his cock as he continued to slowly bob up and down. "You're going to make me cum soon," I told him. He just hummed some sort of acknowledgement and began to suck harder. I could feel the cum starting from deep in my balls, starting to make its way slowly up my shaft into position for the inevitable explosion that would be my orgasm, and I warned him I was about to cum again. He simply re-doubled his efforts on my cock, sucking harder and moving his head up and down faster and faster. With a low guttural grunt, I plunged over the brink in into the great abyss of one of the best orgasms of my young life. I grunted, I groaned, I screamed, as my cock shot forth it's load of baby-makers into my friends warm mouth. He just held his head there, allowing my jism to flood his mouth. I didn't think I'd ever stop cumming as I filled his mouth, he swallowed, and I filled it again. When my gusher finally slowed, he swallowed again, lifted his head off my now softening cock and milked the last few drops from my shaft with his hand. He then licked the drop off the top of my cock with a rather delibearte swipe of his tongue. "Fuck, that was incredible!" I said, after I regained my breath. "Yeah it was," he smiled, as I continued to stroke his cock. I was still turned on by this new experience and leaned over into his lap to return the favor. His hard cock was sticking straight off his body, and I gingerly licked at the head. The taste was not what I thought it would be. It tasted a little of the pool chlorine, but mostly of his pre-cum; a kind of almond-ish flavor. One taste, and I knew I was hooked. I slid as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, carefully covering my teeth to avoid hurting him. I felt the head hit the back of my throat, gagged a little, then backed off some and got myself into a good rhythm. He groaned that he couldn't take this for long. I know the feeling, I thought to myself. His cock felt so natural in my mouth, and I sucked for all I was worth as I cupped his balls and played with them with my free hand. I felt his cock get a little harder and his balls pull up closer to his body as the first volley of his hot cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed for all I was worth as his cock kept pumping and pumping. It was warm and creamy and slid down my throat easily. I loved the taste of it, and I knew right then and there, I would become a cum-junkie. His flow ebbed, and he collapsed back into the sofa, slowly coming down from his orgasm high as I sucked the last drops out of his softening cock. "Holy shit....you didn't have to do that for me you know," he said. "I know, but I wanted to. Even if we don't make the choir, I am sure you will have other experiences of nervousness again." I commented. "I think my nervousness will come back in about 10 minutes!" He grinned. "I hope it does!" I smiled back at him and winked. Want to read more? I love feedback. Rynsloth@prodigy.net