Date: Sun, 28 May 2006 01:23:37 EDT
From: Wstp12345@aol.com
Subject: Unforgetable

	I can still remember that night. It was the night that changed my
life forever. I was fifteen and a sophomore in high school. As an only
child to rich parents, I was pretty sheltered my entire life. Up until that
year, I had never had one sexual experience in my life, not even kissing a
girl. It wasn't the girls I was after for. Something no one at my high
school knew was that I was gay. To be gay wasn't the best thing at my
school. Gay people were often tormented on a daily basis. It was no wonder
most people stay in the closet until the graduate and move on with their
life.

	I remember whenever everyone found out about my sexual orientation.
It was like I entered the twilight zone. People acted differently towards
me and I lost a lot of friends. It didn't happen until my senior year.
Before then, only certain people knew about my liking of guys. There was
one guy in particular. His name was Nick. He was the first guy, person that
I ever had an experience with. I still remember that night at the party.
Nick was drunk. I can still remember the scent that rose from his body. It
was very musky and manly. I loved it.

	First, left me introduce myself. My name is Justin. At the time, I
had an average look. I was about 5'10". I weighed about 155 pounds. From
the time I could stand, I was taking swimming lessons and eventually joined
the team last year in 9th grade. Because of swimming, I had a very lean and
toned body. My curly brown hair and hazel eyes had the girls in my school
crazy about me. Little did they know, the feelings were not mutual.

	It was cool fall night in October. The football team had just won
against our school's rival. It was time to celebrate. Kara, a popular girl
in my grade, had invited everyone back to her house to celebrate the
win. Everyone was going to be there, upperclassmen and even some
freshman. It was definitely the place to be. The only problem for me was
that my parents were very overprotective. There was no way they were going
to let me go.

	"Are you going the party?" my best friend, Wendi, asked. Wendi was
also 15 and we had been friends since elementary school.

	"I want to, but there's no way my parents are going to go for it."

	"Don't tell them. Say you're coming to my house with a few people."

	"Wendi, are you saying that I should lie to my parents?"

	"Be a rebel once in your life, Justin. Do it! Call them now." Wendi
took my cell phone out of my pocket and put it in my face. I had no other
choice right now. Would I disobey my parents and lie about where I was
going after the football game, or look like a total wussy in front of
everyone? The second choice just wasn't possible at this moment so I took
the phone and called home.

	My mom answered and she was pretty cool about the whole thing. A
part of me felt very guilty for lying to my mom, who was being so
understanding about the whole thing. She even offered to bring over money
to chip in for a couple pizzas. I had to hurry and persuade her not to. If
she did, she would find that we weren't really there. It worked and she
hung up the phone.

	"I guess we're going to the party," I told Wendi with a big smile
on my face. Her smile grew wider and she hugged me.

	"I always knew you had it in you. Lets go."

	We walked into the parking lot and got into Wendi's car. Wendi
didn't know where Kara lived so I had to tell her. Once we got there, it
was already starting to get crowded. The music was blasting and the sound
of people's voices was heard from the driveway. It was obvious that Kara's
parents weren't home. It was also a good thing she lived in the country and
the closest neighbor was five miles away. We walked up the walkway and into
the house. There were so many people crowded into the small house. People
were dancing on the floor, dancing on the tables, on the furniture,
wherever they could go and shake their asses. I looked around and saw
mostly everyone I knew from school. That's when I saw him.

	"Give me that beer!" Nick said holding out his hand for Andy to
give him the cup. Nick was in my grade. He was probably the hottest kid in
my grade as well, at least to me. He was very rugged, reminded me of some
type of cowboy. He had brown hair, brown eyes and was pretty built. His
broad shoulders were nice to look at and his arms were massive. You could
tell he worked out on a daily basis. From what I could see, Nick was
already pretty buzzed. It was going to be a fun night.

	The night went on like most of the other parties kids from my
school throw. People dance and drink at the beginning and as time goes by,
things start to slow down. People are starting to get tired and slow things
down. They are either passed somewhere, or in a room hooking up. Even
though I never was exposed to "hooking up," I knew what it was. I had a cup
of beer and because I never drank before, I was already feeling a buzz. I
thought it might have been time to go and so I went to find Wendi. Someone
told me she was upstairs so I went up the steps, calling her name. Only I
didn't find her. Instead, I walked into the room and saw him lying on the
bed. It was Nick. He was passed out, with his shirt off. I couldn't believe
I was seeing my crush, shirtless on a bed. He had jeans on and they were
pretty tight. The bulge in his crotch area was evident. I was starting to
feel a tingling feeling in my own crotch area. I was getting a boner
standing there looking at Nick's Greek-like body. Since Wendi was not in
the room and I was getting pretty hot, I thought it was best to leave Nick
alone and try to find my ride home. I went to leave, but Nick stopped me.

	"Who's there?" he said as he stirred in the bed and tried to sit
up, only to fall back on his back.

	"It's just me, Nick. Justin Miller." Nick and I weren't the best of
friends, but he knew who I was. We were both popular, but were in two
different groups of popular kids. I was more popular with the girls while
he had the jocks behind him.

	"Oh, what's up, Miller. I'm fucked up." Nick started laughing at
his comment.

	"Yeah, I kind of see that. Maybe you should take it easy."

	"No, I can handle it. I just needed to come up here and lay down
for a minute. I need to cool off. That's why I took my shirt off." Nick
started rubbing his huge pec with one hand while the other was rubbing his
stomach. His stomach was nice. He had a nice six-pack in development. There
was also a happy trail of hair on his stomach, just below his belly
button. I was getting so turned on. I had to leave.

	"Well, I guess I'll leave you alone. I need to find Wendi because
she's my ride home." Once again, I tried to leave, but he stopped me. This
time, he sat up and stayed there in a sitting position.

	"Wait. Don't leave yet. Come over here for a minute." Nick pointed
to the spot on the bed next to him. Not wanting to resist, knowing that
Nick can be pretty mean when he's drunk, I walked over and sat down.

	"What's up, Nick?" He put his arm around my neck and pulled me
closer to him. 'Oh, my God,' I thought as I sat there, next to his
shirtless body. He was so warm. I could feel the heat oozing off his
body. His armpit was by my face and I could smell the deodorant he uses and
it was also starting to run out because the smell of musk was overpowering.

	"I have a question for you, Miller, and I want you answer it
honestly." Nick was starting to slur his words. It was so obvious he was
drunk and I was wondering what he was going to ask.

	"What is it?"

	"I don't know if it's true and a lot of the guys have been saying
it, so I just thought I would ask you, since we're up here alone. Are you a
fag?"

	I felt like a ton of bricks were just dropped in my stomach. I
started to get sweaty and I felt like I could throw up at any minute. Nick
Romeo just asked if I was gay. What was I supposed to say to that? I could
deny it. Would he believe me? What if I admitted it and said I was? Would
he kick my ass? I decided to try and deny.

	"What the fuck are you talking about, dude? No I'm not gay. Why
would you think that?" Did it work? Was he going to believe me?

	Nick started laughing. He was laughing uncontrollably. Nick had
this unique laugh that just made you laugh along with him, usually. This
time, I was so nervous that I couldn't laugh. Suddenly, his grip around my
neck got tighter. With his free arm, Nick started rubbing my chest. He
moved downward, past my stomach and laid his hand on my crotch. He gave a
squeeze and could feel my growing dick.

	"That's why I asked, faggot. You're fucking hard right now from
staring at me without my shirt on. Do you like what you see, Justin? Do you
like seeing me without my shirt?"

	I couldn't answer him. I was so scared at that moment. My breathing
started getting heavy and the sweat was just pouring from my body. It was
getting so hot in the small bedroom. Nick's squeeze on my dick got tighter.

	"Fucking answer me when I'm talking to you!"

	He scared me and I quickly answered, "Yes! I like seeing you
without your shirt. That's why I have a boner, Nick."

I couldn't believe I just said that. Right there, I had just confessed that
I was gay. Nick was probably going to beat my ass. Then, he would run
downstairs, tell everyone and then have all the other guys come up and kick
my ass as well. Instead of hitting me, he did something I didn't
expect. Nick leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't a normal kiss either. This
was a passionate lip lock. Nick put his hands on the back of my head,
pushing my face into his so he could kiss me harder. It was such a hard
kiss, almost the point of hurting, but I didn't care. I was massaging his
tongue with mine. The taste of beer was in his mouth and I was getting
drunk from it and him.

Nick broke from the kiss and lifted my shirt from my waist and slid it over
my head. I was now shirtless along with him. My body was like a stick
compared to his massive torso. Nick kissed me again. This time, he pushed
me down on the bed and got on top of me. His hands started moving up and
down my body. I could feel his hard cock digging into my crotch. The
friction almost made me bust my nut right then and there, but somehow, I
managed to maintain control. Nick broke from the kiss to ask me a question.

"You ever been with a guy, Miller?"

"No. I'm still a virgin, with guys and girls."

"Well, I knew you weren't getting pussy. I didn't know if any other guy was
sticking his dick in your ass like I'm about to."

Did he just say what I think he said? Did he think he was going to fuck me?
I couldn't do this. I didn't want this at all. But what was I going to do?
He was so much bigger than me and there was no way I could fight him off
me. Besides, even though in my head, I knew this was wrong and I shouldn't
do this, my body wouldn't let me fight him off. My body wanted Nick inside
of it.

Nick went back to roughly making love to my mouth with his. While making
out with me, he reached down and started unbuckling his belt. After that,
he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. He stopped that and
went back to caressing my body with his hands all while kissing me
passionately. Nick's dick was on my leg and I could feel it continuing to
grow! I couldn't believe it was still growing. I thought for sure it would
have ended by now, but it hadn't. I wondered how big he really was. I was
about to find out.

Nick pulled away from me, got off the bed and stood up in front of me. He
pulled his unbuttoned and unzipped jeans down and was left in red-checkered
boxers. Nick's dick was tenting his boxers and through the hole, I could
see some of it. It was huge, so thick. And from the size of the tent, it
was long as well. I could also see the patch of hair surrounding his
balls. Nick was a hairy motherfucker. Nick reached his hand inside the
peephole and pulled his dick out. It had to be about 9 inches I
estimated. It was so thick as well. I would guess around 6 inches
thick. Nick also pulled his balls out of the hole as well. I couldn't
believe his huge dick and low hanging balls could be contained in the
boxers, let alone fit through the hole. With his dick in his hand, Nick
looked at me with a smile.

"Is this what you wanted, Miller?"

I nodded my head in agreement. My eyes were fixated on his huge cock. It
was like I was hypnotized by it.

"Then stop gawking and get over here and do something with it. You ever
suck a dick?"

I hadn't so I shook my head. Nick's grin grew wider.

"Good. Looks like I'm going to be your first for a lot of things. Get over
here, faggot."

I obeyed Nick and crawled over on the bed. Nick was holding his dick, now
only inches from my face. The smell was invigorating. It was a mix of piss,
cum, sweat and something else that I would assume might have been the smell
of pussy. Knowing Nick, he probably fucked some girl in the bathroom at the
football game. He was such a dog and at this point, he was turning me on so
bad. Nick guided his dick closer to my face and then just held I there. I
looked at him, as if to ask if I could start sucking it. He shook his head
at first. Did he have other plans. Then, I felt a smack across my
cheek. Nick just slapped me with his enormous cock. He started laughing
again and this time, the contagious laugh got to me and I laughed as well,
even though I should have been totally embarrassed that I just let a man
slap me with his dick. The pre-cum from his dick was on my face.

"Okay. Start sucking it, Miller."

I took hold of the massive pole and stroked it for a while. I was
mesmerized because I had never seen anything that big before. When we were
in the showers in gym, everyone was straight so their dicks weren't hard
and I couldn't see anyone in their full length. Now, it was different. Nick
pushed his hips forward, telling me to start sucking his dick. I licked the
head and got some pre-cum from the pee hole. Nick must have liked this
because he started moaning. I took this as a sign and continued for a few
minutes longer.

"Take the whole thing," he got out in the middle of the moans.

I didn't want to disobey him so I opened my mouth and took the challenge of
sucking Nick's dick. It was so big and barely fit inside my mouth, and that
was just the width. There was no way I was getting all 9 inches in my
mouth. I knew there was a term called 'deep-throating,' but I didn't think
I could do that since it was my first time sucking dick. I slowly bobbed up
and down on his shaft. Nick placed his hand on the back of my head and
caressed my curly hair. He was breathing heavy and there were a few moans
every now and then. Nick was really enjoying the blowjob and I was having
the time of my life.

"Keep sucking, baby. You're doing a great job."

Now Nick was calling me 'baby.' Was this supposed to be a term of
endearment? Did Nick really care for me? No, he couldn't. He is
straight. He's fucked so many girls in our school. But if he's so straight,
why am I sucking his dick right now? I was so confused right.

"My balls...move down to my balls and start sucking them."

I took the dick out of my mouth and let it stick out from Nick's body. I
moved down and held his balls in my hand. There was so big that they barely
fit in my palm. I decided to suck one ball at a time. When I placed the
first one in my mouth, Nick twitched and started to giggle like a little
schoolgirl. I massaged the ball for a while and then did the same to the
other. His balls were started to get tight and moved up towards his
dick. He was getting close.

"All right, Justin. Go back to sucking my cock. I'm almost there."

I moved back to his dick and stuck as much of it as I could. I got until
there were about three inches left. Since my throat got smaller as it went
down, that must have felt good to Nick because he started moaning louder
than before. He took both of his hands and placed them on each side of my
head. Then, he started to viciously fuck my mouth with his dick. I was
gagging, and tried to stop him, but at that point, he didn't care. He was
close to busting a nut and that's all he could think about. That moment
came and I felt several shots of cum shoot out and down my throat. There
was too much to swallow and some came out of my mouth and down onto the
bed. His dick was still in my mouth and after the final strand shot out, he
pulled out of my mouth. Nick collapsed beside me on the bed. He was out of
breath and speechless. I sat there, also speechless. What was I supposed to
say? What do you say to a person whose dick you just sucked? I waited for
him to speak, but he never did. He closed his eyes and after about five
minutes, he started snoring. He went to sleep! He really went to sleep and
just left me sitting there.

I bent down beside the bed and picked up my shirt. After I put it on, I got
up and walked towards the door. I looked back once more and he was still
sleeping. He didn't move at all as I got up. For the first time in my life,
I was used in a sexual way. It felt degrading. I felt used and cheap. But
strangely, I liked it. Nick actually chose to mess around with me, even if
he was drunk at the time. It happened and I was overjoyed. I opened the
door and walked out of the bedroom. When I walked down the stairs, I
noticed that most of everyone had already gone to sleep. I decided to pick
a corner where no one was and laid down. All I could think about was
Nick. I decided that if I went to sleep, chances were, I was going to dream
about Nick and our experience we just shared, which could maybe lead to
something more in my dream. Right before I went to sleep, it hit me. The
reality hit me like a brick to the head. Nick knows that I am gay. I just
sucked his dick and swallowed his cum. He was an asshole so he could easily
tell everyone about the experience and totally ruin my entire life. What
was I going to do?