Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2002 21:45:24 +0000 From: Ryan S Subject: Young and Restless Part 2 - Freshman Year Freshman Year in High School My relationship with Steve turned out to be steady but limited. We continued our jerk-off sessions together but it never went beyond our jerking off and we never tried masturbating each other. This was certainly not due to any lack of effort on my part to extend our fun to something more. We were playful boys and were constantly wrestling with each other and other friends. When I would wrestle with him I would make sure I "accidentally" touched his cock many times and get myself into erotic postures with him. He seemed to warm to this at least a little, and eventually there was a point when we were 14 where we were finishing up a little wrestling match at his house and had to go to soccer practice (soccer was my life at the time). I remember we were getting up and I had a massive boner which was not abnormal for each of us to have after our playful wrestling. We had been doing that for a year or so since we began masturbating together. I was quite hot and really wanted to know how he would respond to an almost direct sexual advance. I thought I had gotten him used to the idea. He was getting up too and when he stood up I stepped close to him and put a hand on his crotch and started to fondle him. He didn't protest and in fact put his hand on my crotch and played with my cock through my pants. I was really enjoying this and he seemed to be enjoying it too, but his mom called us and he kind of looked startled and stopped his nice massaging. I stopped too and was thinking this was a very good day as we headed upstairs from his basement where we had been wrestling. I was sure that we would continue the experience some other time but a few days later when we were wrestling he would no longer let me touch his cock at all and didn't seem to want to touch mine either. Possibly he decided he wasn't gay and wanted nothing to do with the idea of it. After a time he didn't even want to masturbate together anymore. Maybe I had pushed to hard, we all make mistakes. He was my first crush and my first semi-heart break. By the time I was 15 and a freshman in high-school I was still friends with Steve but we were just good friends. He seemed to have outgrown our old games. I however had found my eyes wandering to other boys in my classes and some of my other friends as well. Although I had boys I was looking at I was very careful after my experience with Steve. It took me until early November my freshman year to start making small advances on a boy who had possibilities. His name was Kevin and he was a soccer player on my high school team. We were both on the varsity team as freshman which is pretty rare. Before that year I hadn't really noticed the kid except for passing in the hall ways. He had been a new student when we were in eighth grade. He had come half way through the year so he had missed the fall soccer season. Kevin was 5'4 and 120 lbs. Muscular and strong for a boy his size. He had blond hair and blue eyes and a pale yet healthy complexion. His body was sleek and hairless. He was competitive, but also gentle it seemed to me. By early November I was infatuated and decided to capitalize on our growing friendship as teammates on the varsity team. We were the only freshmen on the team so we had much in common. I asked him over to my house and he in turn had me over at his. Pretty soon we were the best of friends and he was friends with all my friends as well. By December I had also introduced the idea of wrestling matches to him. Those were very hot, I enjoyed being on top of him. He was smaller than me so it made it easy to win but he was a feisty one and fought back hard. Maybe that's what I loved so much. It was one night during Christmas break that I finally got what I had been wanting... It was after school and Kevin took the bus to my house with me. I had asked him over to my house for the night and he agreed after consulting his parents. My parents would not be home until late that night so I knew I would have plenty of time with him alone. I wasn't really planning anything special, just a wrestling match or something to slightly relieve (or maybe increase) my desire for him. We got to my house and decided that we should order delivery pizza. As we were waiting we went to my room to play some videogames. While we were playing I noticed that on my door knob, which was now closed, hung my black speedo swimsuit. I had made my Mom buy me one after that day with Steve but it had gotten worn out after I wore it underneath my normal suit every time I went swimming. The black suit was a new one my mom bought about a month previous. I was nervous now because most boys hate racing swimsuits and think they are awful, and some say wearing one means you are gay. That's not true, look at Steve! But in my case it was true, so I was afraid Kevin would know. I was praying he would not see it, but I knew he would. He looked at the door and saw it. I thought he was going to turn to me and say something on the order of "You're gay aren't you!" Instead he said, "You aren't on the swim team Alex. Why do you have one of those?" "I know some kids on the swim team and they said they were comfortable so I tried it and liked it," I said shrugging. It was a lie but he didn't need to know how I really discovered them. "Oh. I've seen them before but never worn one." "I'd let you try it on but you might be too small." Actually I thought he might look good in it, it was a waist size 28. I was actually a 30 at the time but I preferred mine nice and snug. "Give it a shot if you want to." I was a little surprised when he took me up on the offer and got up and grabbed it off the door handle. "Where can I change into it?" he asked. "Right here dummy, I've seen you in the showers before." I had more than seen him, I had been staring. He had a beautiful cock, uncut like mine, and a gorgeous ass. I had been dreaming about getting behind him and putting my hard penis to his buttocks and penetrating him as the hot water of the shower poured onto us. Always in my dreams he would tell me to fuck him and we would have sex in the shower. I still love that dream. I realized I had a hard-on as I was now watching him get undressed. He was taking off all his clothes. I liked to think we were close but really I had only known him for 5 months or so. I was very surprised and excited that he was willing to be naked in front of me. In the showers at school he always seemed to be hiding himself and looked self-conscious. This was one-on-one and he seemed to be almost enjoying it. "You asked for it," he said as he dropped his boxers to the floor. He was so hot. Today I would say "he looked cute" but a boy your own age is hot, and this 5'4 stud was making me ready to blow. As he bent down to pick up the speedo deposited on the floor I noticed the way his toned muscles moved. I was analyzing his every move, the way he tucked his penis down into the swim suit and then stuck his hand in and shifted it to an upward position. I realized he was getting hard in his suit and so did he. He acted causally about it and came over to sit down next to me and resume playing the videogame. He was caught now. He was wearing my speedo, and getting hard in it. Maybe he was hoping I wasn't noticing the boner and that maybe it would go down. I don't think he wanted to take it off with a hard-on that would be even more obvious if he was naked. "It feels silky he said," after he had finished playing the game about 5 minutes later. "You're right; it is like a second skin. I think it feels good to wear." "Get your mom to buy one for you." "Yeah, I'm definitely going to look into it." That's when I tackled him, and got on top of him. It was the perfect time for one of my wrestling matches with him. He was laughing and looking quite helpless. He was stomach down on my bed and I was sort of sitting on top of his back pinning him. I think he could have squirmed away if he wanted too. I was about 4 inches taller and 20 lbs heavier though. "No fair! I'm in nothing but this swimsuit!" he cried. I considered this, he made a valid point. "Fine I'll even it up." I replied smiling. "I'll still destroy you!" I went to my closet and dug out the first speedo my mom had bought. It was a size 28 and red. It was starting to get weak in the seams but still useful for this occasion. I stripped and put on the suit. Kevin watched and was laughing. "This is going to be an all new wrestling experience," he chuckled. "It certainly is!" I had a hard-on already and made no attempt to cover it. Now I was thinking to myself either this kid is gay or very very secure in his hetero-sexuality. I lunged for him but he was quicker and I only caught his arm. I pulled him over by his arm and put him in a bear-hug. I squeezed and that made him struggle a bit, it was all in good fun. We fought for a while. I even let him win a bit. In the end we were tired and hot. I knew he was hard and so was I. I found myself on top of him face to face. I had his arms pinned above his head. I realized my hard was rubbing against his hard through the swimsuits. It was kind of silent, neither of us laughing anymore. It felt rather serious. I knew we had crossed into a different realm then we were before. This didn't feel like a game, it was sexual now. I hoped he felt it too. "You going to let me up, I'm exhausted." He said. "No way, you're mine now. I beat you and now you have to pay for it." I smiled. He was laughing, "I've never had to pay up before for losing, what's the payment?" "Feel this?" I was pushing my hard cock in the swimsuit against his. "You need to take care of this problem for me. "No way man!" realizing what I meant. He really didn't look TERRIBLY upset. I had figured this would happen. "Well then I'll just have to hump you a bit." This was it. If he was completely straight he would go home and never talk to me again. I rubbed my boner into him again. I was opening myself up to obvious accusations of my being gay. He had to know this, and if he was like me he would realize I had just told him I wanted him and maybe accept. That was my logic. It was a gamble, but he had come so far. I didn't think I was wrong. "Alright! Fine! I'll pay up, just get off me," he yelled, in what I took to be fake anger. He really did not seem upset; he would leave now if he was. I got up and laid down on my bed. I was extremely excited. My cock was rock solid in my suit. I half expected him to run away. Instead he picked himself up and kneeled on the bed beside where I was laying. "Alright jerk!" he said to me, but I just smiled and laughed. "Time to pay up," I stated. I pulled the front of my speedo down and let my cock poke out the top. I left the speedo slightly on so that my cock was exposed yet my balls were cupped by the sleek material. "C'mon, you know how to do it, put your hand on it." He looked more fascinated now than upset. I knew he was going to give me a hand-job. "OK, but only cause you are making me." I think he was saying this to himself more than to me. I now knew he had been thinking about this. If not thinking about me, then at least someone else. I hoped he had been thinking about me and that was part of the reason we hung out together so much. He was in the palm of my hand either way. He reached over and touched my cock. It felt good as he started to massage my cock head with the tips of his fingers. He the put his hand around the whole shaft of my penis and begin going up and down on my hard 6 inch cock. I could see he was still hard in his swimsuit. He was definitely not hating this. He started to stroke my cock fast and hard and I began to moan. "Mmmmmm, yeah, that's it. That feels so good Kevin." He seemed to be fascinated by my penis, he was staring at it and working intently. "You're gay aren't you." He said to me. That was almost out of the blue at this point. I had expected it earlier. "Yeah, there's no denying it now huh?" I said. I wasn't worried. "You know you can't tell anyone though. Look at you, you're giving me a hand job." I laughed. This was all going very naturally, I was care free. His hand never stopped going up and down all though it was going a bit slower now, just fast enough to keep me hard. "I know, I won't tell. I think I might gay too, this doesn't feel wrong at all. It feels right." "You think so?" I was now even more excited. This adorable boy was basically pushing for more. "Come over here," I said as I scrambled to my knees. His hand was on my cock the whole way. I leaned over to him and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him to me. I kissed him deeply, tongue and all. I had been waiting for this. "How was that?" I asked. "Perfect." This time Kevin pulled me to him and put his arms around me holding me close. He kissed me and we began making out. We half fell over on our sides and continued kissing. He was rubbing my nipples and chest. He pulled off his swimsuit he had been wearing and then I sat back and let him pull mine off. He laid down and I got on top of him and we continued kissing and now we were feeling each other's cock. His cock was moist with precum and my hand was sticky and warm. I backed off of him and put my head between his legs. I licked the tip of his boner tasting the pre-cum. It tasted almost sweet. I realized I thought I loved this kid. He was sitting there looking at me in almost wide-eyed amazement. I wrapped my mouth around his cock. I held the base of his penis with my right hand propping myself up on my left arm above him. I moved my head up and down on his cock trying to avoid using any teeth. That was difficult, I hit him a few times but his being uncut it wasn't devastating. He was close already. I could tell by the rhythmic twitching of his cock. I took my head away from his penis and cupped his balls in my right hand fondling them. Nice and hairless balls. Kevin was so perfect. He was moaning loudly. I took my hand from his balls and brought my head to his crotch again. This time I went below his 5.5 inch cock and engulfed his balls with my mouth. I licked his balls and put them in and out of my mouth. Then I went back to his raging hard-on. I resumed sucking his cock and he was still very close. He was set to blow. I took his cock from my mouth and began stroking his cock with my hand. "Tell me when you're close," I said. "I already am, I'm going to blow soon, I can't even control it." I immediately began sucking his cock again. I held the skin of his penis down and concentrated on the tip. I put my lips around it. I felt like what I was doing was right. Maybe I was a natural. I gently caressed the bottom of the tip with my tongue, he was moaning and saying "Oh yeah" repeatedly. He was close. I began bobbing up and down as fast as I could. I let my hand go up and down a little at the base of his cock. I wanted Kevin to love me like I loved him. He was arching his back and forcing his cock deep into my throat. I felt shots of warm liquid hit the back of my throat. It was a massive load. I had trouble swallowing it and almost coughed but kept my mouth around his cock. Slowly but surely his cock began to soften. I realized I had barely tasted his cum because I was so excited now. I think it tasted good. I let his limp penis fall from my mouth. I was naked and had a raging hard. Also Kevin had yet to pay his debt. "You tasted great," I said smiling. I was hoping he would offer to return the favor. "Lay down Alex." He said. He seemed serious, like it was his duty to return the favor. I laid back into the bed and put my shoulders on the pillow propping myself up so I could see what he was doing. I spread my legs wide. He was kneeling between my legs. He grabbed my cock and began stroking it. I was close to cumming already. "Dude, if you do that I'm going to shoot right now. I'm so hot right now." "Alright." He then went down and wrapped his mouth around my cock. It felt warm and moist, like a hot towel wrapped around my cock. He was trying to imitate the way I had done him. He used his right hand to pull back the foreskin at the base of my cock. He used tongue on the tip. It felt amazing. I was having trouble holding back my orgasm and I wanted this to last. "Hold on. I'm too close; let it go down for a second." "Ok" There was a small 10 second of silence. "I really like you Kevin," I said. "I've wanted you for a long time." "I kind of new that. I could sort of tell. Not that you were too obvious but I had a gut feeling." "Do you like me too? I mean like ... THIS way?" meaning the situation we were in. "I think your hot Alex, I like you a lot. I wouldn't be doing this if I thought you were ugly or a jerk or something!" "Ok," I said smiling, I was delighted. "I'm ready again." My hard had gone down only a little but I felt ready for the release. He was smiling too and he proceeded to bring his head back down to my cock. He then laid himself out on his stomach. He was lying on my bed between my open legs so he could use both hands. He used his left hand to massage my balls and his right hand to pull back the foreskin. He had his mouth wrapped around my cock. I was in heaven. His beautiful blond head and cute face was bobbing up and down on my cock. He was slowly increasing pace. I flexed my ass and pushed my penis farther into his mouth. I kind of slowly moved my hips up and down into his mouth. I was very close. His hand continued massaging my balls for a while and then he stopped. He was now using his free hand to explore my hips and stomach. He was caressing my body with his soft touch. He stopped sucking my cock at one point and licked my stomach and the interior side of my legs towards my groin. Then he returned to focusing on my cock. He put his lips around the head and used tongue on the hole. It was a stimulating feeling. Then he concentrated his tongue to the underneath of the head of my penis. I was about to blow and he sensed it as my cock began to twitch. I was getting a feeling in the pit of my stomach. It felt like a knot that would be so satisfying when it was untied. He was going up and down the full length of my shaft and I was moaning very loudly. "I'm going to cum!" I gasped. I could feel my body beginning to clench and unclench my muscles. I was almost writhing in pleasure. Kevin went faster and added more hand movement, it was amazing. I thrust hard into his mouth almost hitting the back of his throat I'm sure. My body spasmed and I shot once... twice... three times. My cock was still hard and twitching in his mouth. I continued shooting smaller loads for 1 or 2 seconds. I was moaning, "Ooohhhhhh." Kevin swallowed it all as I had swallowed his. He kept his mouth on my cock and went up and down for about another minute until I was completely soft. I think he liked it. I was ecstatic. "That was great, promise me we will do it again." I said. "No problem man. I enjoyed that a lot. It felt so good." "You really know how to suck cock, except for the occasional teeth. With practice you'll be an excellent cocksucker." I was laughing. Life was great, perfect. "Hey now," he laughed, "you weren't exactly perfect either! We can help each other practice and maybe try some other stuff. This was awesome, I don't think I'll ever forget this." He kissed me on the mouth again. We were both spent so we cleaned up and then went down stairs to wait for the pizza guy. Of course the pizza came late, but we didn't care. We went to bed and I woke up with Kevin sucking my cock at around 2:00 A.M. That was one of the best nights of my life. End of Part 2 This is not the end of this story by any means. More to follow later in part 3. I always appreciate input, thanks to those who have e-mailed me.