DISCLAIMER: The following story is based on facts - it's about some of the events in my life while I was growing up. I've changed the names to protect the innocent. Only the two people portrayed in this story would be able to figure out that the story is about us anyway. This story is about two young teenagers who come of age and discover and explore their mutual homosexuality with each other. If stories like this offend you, or you are not yet at least 18 years of age, or viewing this type of material is illegal where you are, please do NOT read this story. If you decide to continue, I hope you enjoy hearing about my teenage years spent with my best friend. There will be more chapters to follow.
DAVID AND MATT
Chapter One - Our First Time Together
My name's David. I'm in my early 40's now. What I'm going to tell you about is my first sexual experience with my best friend Matt. It happened shortly after I turned 14, and just as he was about to turn 14.
I first met Matt in 4th grade. He was new to the school I went to, and was assigned to the class I was in. Matt had dark brown hair, brown eyes, was tall and skinny, and wore glasses. He was a really good looking kid. Me - I was average height, skinny, curly dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. Since I was an only child, and Matt's siblings were all grown and out of the house already, we quickly became good friends. Throughout fourth and fifth grade we often played together on the playground. We ended up in some of the same classes in 6th - 8th grade too. By the time we entered high school though, he'd transferred to a Catholic high school for boys only. I'm not sure why that was. Maybe it was for their music program. Matt was very much into music. He played the piano and sax - both extremely well. Fortunately, he hadn't moved - he still lived in the same house that he'd always been in. So, often, I would ride my bike over to see him after school. Sometimes he'd ride over to my house instead.
Up until this point we were just your basic boyhood friends. We'd ride his dirtbike on the railroad tracks out back of his house. We'd go to movies sometimes. Just basic kid stuff. Of course once we hit our teens, our hormones began raging.
During the summer vacation before high school, Matt found a stash of porno flicks of his father's. He called me up and screamed at me that I had to come over. So I went over and he had the projector out and was watching this one flick where a girl was feeding a guy grapes. Even though it wasn't a gay flick - I did get hard. He must've too, as he disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes. My guess is he was jacking off. Shortly after that the light on the projector burned out, and not having a spare bulb we put it away, and decided to go riding on the tracks. First though I had to make a quick pit stop and jerk off myself!
Although neither one of us knew this about the other, we'd both discovered that we liked guys better than girls! We were both too afraid to tell each other this though. Although there were a couple of instances when I think Matt tried to subtly let me know - like the time we went to the mall and at the drug store we ripped the centerfolds out of some Penthouse magazines and stuck them in some Mad magazines we were buying. When we got out of the store, Matt pulled his centerfold out, and it was of a guy - he'd (supposedly) mistakenly grabbed a PlayGirl instead! I wondered at the time - since he didn't throw it out. He stuffed it in his pocket and brought it home. When we got there, he pulled it out and I saw him looking at it. He got red when he noticed I'd seen him staring at it. So I said "Hey, let me see that - I haven't seen a naked grown man before." I could see he felt a little better when I said that. I hoped he didn't see the bulge in my jeans. I couldn't tell if he had one or not - he was wearing baggy corduroys that would've masked any tenting.
Somewhere along the way, we hit the mother load. Matt somehow discovered that his father kept a stash of porno magazines and books in his gun cabinet. Matt's dad was an avid hunter. Well, Matt called me up all excited one day and told me, so I went over and we raided the gun cabinet. In order to do this we had to unscrew the door hinges to get inside (the door was locked). When we were done, we'd screw the hinges back on. Eventually, we'd removed the screws so many times that we had to partially fill the screw holes with plastic wood, so the door wouldn't fall off when his father opened it.
All the while we were purusing Matt's dad's porno materials, we never did anything with each other. Usually he'd go to the bathroom, and I would later on. I'm sure he was wanking - I know I was.
When we entered high school, we'd become such close friends, but we didn't see each other as much during the week since we were in different schools. So we started having sleep-overs - usually at his house, since he had a double bed, and I only had a tiny room with a twin-size. Those sleep-overs were great - we talked about everything and anything. We even talked about jerking off one night - both admitted to each other that we did it all the time. Still nothing out of the ordinary happened, but then one Saturday night, our lives changed forever.
I was sleeping over at Matt's house. Before I'd gotten there, he'd raided his father's gun cabinet and snitched a couple of magazines and a book or two for use to look at that night. As night time fell, we excused ourselves and went up to Matt's room. He put on some record albums. I remember he really liked Cat Stevens music, and was playing that. We both slipped out of our clothes, keeping our fruit of the looms on and put on our pajamas (yeah - I know - kinda geeky). Then we settled down with our porn.
We each buried our nose in a magazine and were silent for quite some time. Wasn't long and I had a raging hardon. Wished I could go downstairs to the bathroom to wank off, but Matt's parents were still up, and I didn't want them to see the tent in my PJ's. Well, I guess Matt felt the same way. He quick jumped up and turned the light out. All that was on was a black light, and a small night light. It was pretty dim. Next he dove under the covers and said "I can't take it anymore, I'm gonna burst unless I whack off." Then he proceeded to move his hand up and down under the covers in his crotch area. I said "I don't believe you're really doing it". He quickly pulled both hand out from under the covers and wrapped them around his hard dick so I could see he was hard, and he proceeded to massage his hard dick up and down under the covers. He said "Now do you believe me?" I said "Yup, and I'm going to join you!"
I slid under the covers next to him as he was returning his hands under the covers. He started moving up and down his penis again. So as I laid there next to him, I slid my hand beneath the covers and did the same to my hard cock! I could hear Matt's heavy breathing. I was breathing just as heavily. Finally he stopped and looked at me and said "This is stupid, we've known each other for all these years and we've never even seen each other naked - only in our underwear." This was true. I said "So you wanta look at each other naked?" He said "I'll show you mine if you show me your's." I agreed. So, Matt reached over and turned on a light and threw the covers down. I could see his hard cock sticking straight up toward his navel, under his pajama bottoms. It was twitching slightly. Mine was in the same condition. Matt said, "OK - so let's just pull our Pajamas down at the same time." So we both put our thumbs in our waistbands and at the same time lowered our pajamas and exposed our genitals. We lay that way for a few seconds, just taking in the sight of each other's naked sex organs. Matt's was about 4-1/2" long and fat with a round hole for a piss slit. He was circumsized. He had a nice patch of dark brown pubic hair above his penis. His balls and scrotal sack were huge and hairless. He was beautiful. My penis was about a 1/2 - 3/4" longer, but skinnier. My balls and sack were smaller. Also hairless. And my pubic hair was slightly lighter and sparser. Matt laid there staring at me for a minute, then he quickly pulled tha blanket back over us. He looked at me and said "I can't believe how long your's is!", and I replied, "I can't believe how fat your's is, and how big your balls are!". Then he said, "Wanta look again?" and I said "Sure!"
Matt threw back the blanket again. Then he startled me by reaching over and gripping my shaft lightly between his thumb and two fingers. He slowly moved it up and down a little. I let out a low moan. He quickly jerked his hand away. We looked at each other, and then I wrapped my fist around his dick and moved it up and down a little, till he moaned and said "That feels great! Do you wanta do each other?" My response was to move closer. His fingers wrapped around my dick again. Then he realized I was using my whole hand on his dick, and told me how great it felt that way. I told him to do me that way. Apparently, he was used to using just his thumb and two fingers to jerk off with. We laid there slowly jerking each other off, both of us getting hotter and hotter. I could tell he was getting close, so was I. After what was probably less than a minute, I could feel his body tensing up, and his penis was getting even harder. Matt's breathing became more rapid and he began to buck his hips up and down slightly. He was moaning lowly, and muttered "I'm gonna cum!". Next thing I knew he shot his first salvo of jism all over his belly. His body contracted four or five more times, sending squirt after squirt of his boy juice all over himself. This made me all the hotter, even though he'd momentarily stopped jerking me while he was in the throes of his own orgasm. Once he was done spasming, he returned to work on me, and shortly I too fired off shot after shot of hot white goo all over myself. The first gob, hit me just to the left of my eyeball. Matt couldn't believe how far I shot! I told him that to date, it was the best orgasm of my life - thanks to him! He agreed about his own. I still remember that "Morning Has Broken" was playing in the background as I orgasmed. I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for that song.
We wiped ourselves off with our pajama bottoms, and decided we might as well get naked. Although we'd both just cum, we were still both hard. So I said, "What do we do now?"
Matt says "Have you ever wished you knew what a blow job felt like?"
Well, I still wasn't 100% sure Matt was gay. But I said "Yeah."
He said "Do you wanta try blowing each other?"
I agreed, but told him he had to suck my dick first. I didn't think he'd really do it, and didn't want to do it to him, only to have him make fun of me. He said "I know a way we can both do it at the same time!". I agreed to try this.
First Matt put on another stack of LPs and turned up the volume a bit, to cover and sex noises we might make. Then we moved to the bed where he laid down with his feet facing the head of the bed, and his head facing the foot. He told me to lie down in the opposite (normal) direction, which I did. Then he scrunched his body down the bed a little so that when we were both lying on our sides facing each other, we were in the perfect '69' position, our cocks pointing toward each other's mouths. He said OK - now we can suck at the same time. I was pretty nervous - I still didn't think he'd actually do it. He said "Just don't come in my mouth - tell me when you're gonna cum and I'll finish with a hand job." I told him to do the same. Then all of a sudden I felt his soft, warm, wet slide over the head of my penis! I couldn't believe he was doing this to me! I couldn't believe how incredible it felt! Except his teeth were raking my shaft a bit. He stopped and said "Well are you going to do me or not?" I said "Yeah, but watch your teeth OK?" He returned to sucking my dick, and he was careful about his teeth. So I finally, lowered my mouth toward his waiting penis. It was strange the way the black light over the head of the bed made some fuzz on his testicles look. I was fascinated. Finally, I worked up my courage and place my mouth over the head of his penis and started taking his dick in my mouth. I could vaguely taste his semen. I could smell his scent. It was a wonderful smell. Sucking dick wasn't so bad I decided. So I continued. Matt was groaning as he was sucking up and down my dick, as was I. While we sucked we both casually fondled each other's ball sacks. It felt great!. Eventually (actually all too quickly), I felt the urge building, and as I was about ready to shoot I pulled off Matt's dick long enough to warn him. I felt him pull off and start jerking me off. I went back to working on his dick, as my cock began exploding stream after stream of cum all over Matt's torso. Momentarily, Matt told me he was gonna cum too, so I pulled off and started jerking him off too. In a minute he too, shot his load all over me.
After that, both of us were relatively spent. We cleaned each other up, and slid naked under the sheet together and drifted off into blissful sleep.
When we woke the next morning, of course we were both hard as a rock. So we repeated the previous night's activities. At this point we both admitted to each other that we liked guys better than girls, and we both more or less admitted to ourselves, as well as each other that yeah - we were probably gay! Needless to say, we were both so happy to have found out about each other, we didn't really care. This was the beginning of a new chapter in our lives that pretty much spanned our high school years. Throughout that time, we met several times a week and had sex together, sometimes experimenting with new activities, but usually returning to our '69' suck-off sessions.
If you liked this story about me and Matt - check back later on - there'll be a few more chapters about our sex-capades! And Matt - You know who you are - if you're out there and you read this - I miss you man - a lot! I'm still in the closet - in fact - I'm married! Yeah - big mistake! I'm not in a position to fix it right now though. Anyway - I'd love to hear from you. You know how to find me. But - please - be discrete! Hope to hear from you!