Date: Sun, 18 Sep 2011 19:29:49 -0700 From: Damon <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Freshman Year #1 BB I hope you guys like this story. If you liked it, I'd love to hear about it, especially if you're a fan of stories like these. I have many more with different variations (generational, etc) If you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear those too. Big thanks to Nifty for this FREE service - don't take it for granted. Think about donating - in honor of me if you want!! And if you shot a big thick load while reading this, I wanna hear about it. This is my first story -- any comments or suggestions can be sent to email@example.com Freshman Year - #1 By the middle of eighth grade I knew I was gay, it was the mid-70's and Anita Bryant made Gay a household word. I never had any experience with other guys, I just knew that sexually I was drawn to my male classmates, especially when I saw them in their underwear or naked when we changed for gym class in our small private school. I had been jacking off and cumming since I was 11. I had learned how to steal Playgirl magazines from the local drug store in our small town so I had ample material to whet my fantasies. When I could, I would also pick up the Penthouse Forum magazines, the stories sometimes involved bisexual or gay experiences, some of which gave me ideas a few years later, but that is another story. Freshman year of high school was different for me because I went to a public school. My name is Damon. I was 14 and very horny. I was already about 6 foot tall, with dirty blond hair, straight and parted on the side with hazel eyes. My cock, which I measured a few months before was about 5 inches at that time. I had some dark black pubic hair and I was proud of that but still very shy around other guys and very afraid someone would find out my secret. One of my classes that freshman year was drafting, near the end of class one day the hottest guy in class was looking at me. His name was Mack. He had dark brown feathered hair parted in the middle with crystal blue eyes and a few freckles on his face. His older brother was the senior BMOC with all the girls. Mack was popular just because of his older brother. He was making direct eye contact with me which made me very uncomfortable, but I had to keep looking back. We were both done early with our drawings and all we could do was stare at each other across the room. When I left class I was confused. Did he know my secret? Did he share my secret? I was going to find out real soon. We also had PE class together, this was the beginning of our freshman year of high school, where young boys our ages were nervous about our bodies and being naked around others. We had a full locker room to change and an open shower but no one showered except for HIM, I knew I had to join him so that night I collected what I needed, a towel, soap and shampoo and brought it to school in my gym bag with my gym clothes the next day. After gym class I was scared to death of what I was going to do, but I stripped out of my clothes, grabbed by soap and shampoo and towel and went to the showers. He was down a few shower heads, damn my eyes, I could not see him clearly without my glasses, but I was also afraid to look. I was washing myself and then I hear him next to me. "Can I borrow some shampoo?" "Uh, yeah" as my eyes lock with his blue eyes, I pick up my bottle and pour some into his hand, getting a nice look at his cut cock that hung a few inches, his nice balls and curly brown pubic hair. I noticed the dark trail of hair that ran to his navel. I looked in his eyes and asked him if that was enough. "Thanks" As he smiled at me, looking me in the eyes again, "that will be enough" I watched his round smooth naked ass as he walked back to his shower head as I noticed my hard cock. I finished showering and went to my locker and got dressed to head to my next class. He was smiling at me as I left the locker room. I knew his family lived about half a mile from my house, it was on my way to my part time job as a gardner for a church. That day, after I got home I took my bike out and started towards the church. As I rode by his house their garage door was open, he was in the garage working on his bicycle. He waved and I pulled into his garage. "Hey there, nice to see you, I'm Mack" "Yeah, I know, I mean, everyone knows, I'm Damon." "Yeah, my brother kind of made sure everyone knew who I was and he was protecting me, I wish he hadn't done that." "Why?" I asked, "That seems like it would make things easier for you" "Yeah, well, it does, but not so much." He looked at me, his eyes changed, I could feel an energy between us. "You want to come upstairs?" "Sure" He hit the button to close the garage door and led the way upstairs to his room. He closed and locked the door behind us. He grabbed me and looked me in the eyes. "You are like me, aren't you?" "I think so" I said, shaking. He grabbed me and held me, "Don't be nervous, it's my first time too, I have seen you since seventh grade and I knew there was something about you." His lips touched mine, my cock was instantly hard and I could feel his as our bodies pressed against each other. "I have never done anything like this before" I said "Neither have I, lets just see what happens, get undressed, I want to see you naked again." I smiled at him, "so do I, though I didn't see much without my glasses except when you asked for the shampoo" "I figured, that's why I asked for it" His smile relaxed me as we both got down to our underwear. His body was better than I had imagined with light hair under his arms, that happy trail, defined pecs with nice nickel sized nipples, "You work out?" "Yeah, my brother got me into lifting a few years ago, he taught me a lot" I slipped off my tightie whities and he slid down his boxers. Our hard cocks bouncing. He leaned forward and kissed me his hands running down my body until he grabbed my cock, I mimicked his actions, both of us gripping each others cocks, feeling each others balls, then back to our cocks and stroking slowly. I could smell his sweat, we were both panting. We stroked each other with our right hands, our left hands behind our heads pressing our forheads together as our lips touched, breath could be felt, eyes locked as our strokes went faster. Mack was the first to cum, his knees bent and he forced his cock under my balls and shot his load between my legs. I could not hold back and shot my load onto his chest and stomach. We kissed hard, tongues touching for the first time, passion unleashed as we pressed our bodies against each other, cum spreading across both our torsos and dripping down my legs. We fell to the floor and collapsed next to each other. My mind was dizzy. We were both gasping for air. We heard a door open downstairs. A voice from downstairs, "MACK! Whose bike is that in the garage, You better get it moved before mom and dad get home." "Shit! That's my brother. Hold on." Mack sat up. The door unlocked and in walked his brother, the senior, BMOC. My heart jumped at what he was going to do seeing his younger brother in here with another guy covered in cum. I didn't have to worry, he took one look at us, smiled at Mack, "So you finally got him to come over?" "He found his own way " Mack replied as he smiled at me, "Can you grab us a couple towels" "Yeah buddy, nice to see you finally got some" Darren tossed in a couple towels and we wiped each other off. "It's ok" Mack said to me, "Darren knows about me and that's why he's so protective. He knows I've had a crush on you for years now." I didn't know if that was good or bad that two people now knew my secret. I was too filled with emotions and feelings that were brand new. We got dressed and went down to the garage, he took one look at me, kissed me then pressed the button to open the door. "Don't be a stranger, but hey, my mom and dad know nothing, so be cool" "No problem Mack, neither do mine." Mack's blue eyes locked onto mine, "Next time, I really want to explore your body, this was too fast" Flustered, all I could muster was a weak "Me too" I got on my bike and rode back home. A new boy, no, a brand new young man.