My name is David and I am now in my 40's, happily married with two kids. Recently my wife and I were in bed talking about our partners we had before we met each other. I am the one who initiates these conversations I guess because I have a fantasy of watching her with another person, man or woman. Anyway, on this particular evening as we were talking I asked her if she had ever been with another woman or thought about it. I asked her this because she likes watching the show "The L Word" on Showtime. She gave an answer that she had thought about it but not anything serious. Then she asked me the same question. She was quite surprised when I told her that I had been with someone of the same sex. She sat up in bed and asked if I were serious and I said yes. I went on to explain that it happened while I was in high school. She only asked a few questions and I told her I was a virgin at the time and we only did it a couple of times and it was the other boy doing things to me and that I didn't really enjoy it. She seemed convinced. She shouldn't have been. Here is what really happened.
As I said, my name is David and I sat beside another boy named David throughout junior high and high school because our last names were next to each other alphabetically during this time. He was in my home room every year and I sat next to him in a number of classes. Over the years we really hadn't become real close as you might imagine. He was a bit preppy, and I was just the average guy. We talked often but never really socialized outside of school. That is why I was a bit surprised the summer between our junior and senior years when he invited me over to swim at his parents' lake house. I thought there would be a group of people but when I arrived it was just us, David and David. His parents were at work and his sister was gone for the day. Naive as I was this didn't really register as something terribly unusual. I had worn my bathing suit so we immediately headed to the dock.
We had been swimming for about ten minutes when David started to wrestle with me in the water. Neither of us was real athletic and we weren't really trying to dominate one another. Lacking other activities to do in the water, we were just having fun. After a few minutes of this David suggested we skinny dip. Without waiting for my answer he quickly shed his swimming suit and threw it up on the dock. He then just looked at me like "what are you waiting on." I looked around and though houses weren't close to where we were there were houses nearby. After a brief hesitation I thought "what the heck." My parents have a pool and I used to skinny dip every opportunity I got and really enjoyed being naked in the water. So my swim suit joined his on the dock.
David didn't take long to continue our wrestling. Being naked I was somewhat excited but not entirely comfortable wrestling with another naked young man. David had no such reservations and because of that he actually worked himself into a position where he got behind me and had me in a bear hug around my waste that I couldn't escape. Truth is I didn't want to get away because I was getting really excited by this point. Because of his position behind me I could tell he was excited too. I could feel his hardness pressed between his stomach and my lower back. Suddenly one of his hands lowered and he grasped my erection. When he did this we both stopped struggling. Neither of us moved for what seemed like a long time.
When I didn't show disgust or try to leave, he finally whispered in my ear "Do you want to keep swimming or would you like to go up to the house."
Now I surprised myself by quickly agreeing to go up to the house. We didn't even put on our swimming suits. I didn't see anyone outside at the nearby houses but if there was anyone looking outside from the windows they would have seen two teenagers with erections running across the grass with swim suits in hand. I don't think we even thought about anybody else as we were running. When we got inside he led me to his parents' room and we took a quick shower in the master bathroom. It was in the shower that I first touched his cock and it was also the first time I actually got a good look at it. I know most of the stories people tell, they tend to exaggerate in order to make the story sound better. They talk about how big someone's breasts, clit, or cock is or how perfect someone's ass is. With that said, I know that my cock was six inches at the time this happened. David's was quite a bit larger, both in length and girth. If I had to guess I would say he was easily eight inches long. I was a bit intimidated by the size of it and felt somewhat embarrassed by my own in comparison. Anyway, we washed off the lake water and when we got out we dried each other off and then David led me to the bed. We were talking quite a bit but I cannot remember what we talked about. Finally he told me to lie down and he lay down next to me. We were touching each other, running our hands over each others' body. When I touched his cock I immediately loved how it felt. It was warm and soft and though he wasn't completely shaved, his pubic hair was trimmed short and his balls were shaved. I on the other hand had never shaved or trimmed my pubic hair; even so, I wasn't very hairy. When I started to stroke his cock David leaned in and kissed me. It was a hard but sensuous kiss that turned me on and I eagerly kissed him back. He started to kiss my neck, then my chest. He sucked on my nipples and pinched them and to this day I still love the feeling of someone pinching my nipples. He finally made his way to my cock and when he started to lick and suck me I couldn't believe how completely fantastic it felt. Too quickly I came and David didn't stop sucking me.
As my orgasm subsided David let my cock slide from his mouth and he positioned himself above me. He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me again. As his tongue found mine I could clearly taste my own cum on his lips and in his mouth. If you had asked me before that day if I would ever taste my own cum I would have been disgusted. But because of the circumstance and the height of my excitement I wasn't disgusted. Instead I enjoyed it. In fact I wanted to taste more. I wouldn't have to wait very long to get my wish. Tentatively David started to move his cock toward my head, the entire time looking into my eyes for a reaction. He was straddling my chest and his huge cock was right there. I just looked at it for a minute and he didn't move. I knew what he wanted but what he didn't realize was that I really wanted to taste his cock and to feel his cum shoot into my mouth. Finally I got up the courage and I took his cock in my hands and pointed it toward my mouth. As I took it into my mouth I was looking up into his eyes. His eyes closed and his head tilted back as a soft moan escaped his lips. I was tentative at first, not really knowing what to do. But then I realized it was easy enough, just do to him what I liked that he did to me.
He leaned back on the bed and I rolled over on top of him. At first I just experimented. Licking his head and taking what I could into my mouth, the whole time fondling his smooth balls. After a few minutes I started concentrating on trying to make him cum. I would take as much of his length as I could until it hit the back of my throat. At the same time I would use my hands to stroke the rest of his shaft. As his cock would come out of my mouth I would use my hand to rub the head and then I would take it back into my mouth. From the sounds he was making and the encouragement, I am pretty sure I was doing a good job. He took longer than I did but I finally felt his cock slightly grow and begin to spasm. His cum shot out more forcefully than I expected and caused me to gag slightly. As I pulled his cock out, another jet of cum sprayed across my nose and cheek. I put my mouth back over the head and he continued to pump cum into my mouth. I am not going to say I loved the taste of cum but I can honestly say I didn't hate it either. What I loved was the fact that he came in my mouth because I knew he was enjoying what I was doing.
The rest of the day we were naked and we both came a few more times. The details aren't important for this story. What is important and what I didn't tell my wife is that we were lovers for the next year. He was my first for many things and I miss him to this day.