Please note that these are my fantasies about another male. If you are offended by male to male sex exit this page now.
Mike and I had met in the 6th grade. At first I had seen him as an obnoxious little ass. But once we were about quarter way through the year I began to rethink.
Mike was a nice looking guy with brown eyes and hair, and a nice body. I had gotten a glimpse of his cock a few times in the swimming classes, which were part of our PE classes.
It wasn't particularly big, nor small, just average. At the time he had only a few stray hairs here and there, as he was 12-13 at the time. I was the same age, but had a fair amount of hair.
I had broached the subject of sex one day after playing one of the schools lame computer games in which the question "Does the scrotum keep the testicles warmer or cooler than the rest of the body?". I didn't know the answer and it was time to go to lunch.
Mike and I had to go into a back supply room and put up some stuff before we went though. So after we got in I asked him about the question. His reply was, "Warmer, mine always seem pretty warm." Now this gave me an immediate hard on, but thank god I was wearing jeans.
We talked casually about sex, and were off and on friends until our freshman year in high school.
To start the year we didn't talk, but at the beginning of second half I had him in a world history class. And for some reason he couldn't keep his hands off me in class.
Now my first reaction was "He's heard the rumor I'm gay" (at the time I wasn't out, and I'm still not) and that he was joking around.
Then finally one day I had gotten tired of it, I enjoyed it and all, but it was getting annoying. So I stopped him outside of class and told him there and then, "Listen man, if you want me just say so, you might get lucky."
He got one of those "who told you" looks on his face and kinda grinned. He walked off and the next day in class he gave me a piece of paper with his Email address and phone number on it.
I couldn't miss out on this opportunity, that night as soon as I got home I Emailed him. About an hour later I got a reply.
I gently broached the subject of the touching and crap in the second or third Email, but he tried to avoid it, which led me to suspect he was into what I thought he was.
The Emails continued a few days until one of us, I think him, asked "So do you jerk off very much?"
Oh god, what was I to say?! I could be honest and say yes only to go to school the next day and see it roaming around school, or say no and loose on an opportunity.
I finally replied and said "Yeah 2 or 3 a day, how about you?". The next day when I signed on he wrote back and said he did it 2 or 3 too and asked if I was str8, gay, bi, or curious.
By now I had told my close friends about me being gay and that was it. But as to seize the bull I told him I was gay.
The next Email I got from him was a letter saying he was too, and telling me how big his cock was, etc.
I got hard thinking about it and told him so.
The next time I got a letter from him he asked if he could come over. I jumped at the chance. At that time my dad was out of town on work and I had the house all to my own. So I gave him my address and the next day, which was a 3 day weekend his mom dropped him off for the full of the 3 days.
We started by talking, and the conversation moved to sex. He asked if I had any pornos, and I said yeah, but they're gay. He asked me how I had gotten them and I told him the truth, that I had stolen them from a local bookstore.
He asked me to get a couple and he began to browse through one of them. He soon found a story with pictures he liked and began to rub himself through his jeans.
Mike is one of those "Abercrombie Preps" who only wears what the name suggests, Abercrombie shirts, shoes, jeans, the list goes on...
I soon asked him why he didn't just jerk off. He stood up and removed his pants, revealing a 7" hardon, which was very thick.
He was beautiful. Just a few light brown pubic hairs at the top of his nice cock.
I was soon stroking too, but not to one of the mags, I was watching him. He noticed but didn't seem to mind.
We did this about three times that day and then we went to bed. As not to arouse suspition he slept with me.
The next day I woke up before him with a raging hardon. I noticed he had one too. I reached over and touched his and he woke up, almost as he was already awake, waiting.
We both began to stroke, and the next thing I knew I was kissing him on the neck. I moved on and we locked into a passionate hour long kiss. He jerking the entire time.
Occasionally I would kiss his neck and he would open his mouth as if about to scream with pleasure.
About two hours later we got up out of bed, sweaty and cum covered, and we took a shower.
After the shower we decided not to put on any clothes. Why should we? We are home alone.
We got more and more sexual on the second and third days.
During the second day we sucked each other a couple of times and once he let me stick my cock up his ass and fuck him until I came.
On the third day this continued, and we both feared his mom coming to pick him up, spoiling our weekend.
But finally she came and he had to dress, for the first time in two days, as did I.
Before he opened the door we locked into a short goodbye kiss and then he left.
Mike and I do, to this day, meet almost every other week when my dad isn't home. Maybe more will happen...
P.S. This is pure fiction, the names have been changed. (Names were changed because it is based on my fantasies of someone). If you enjoyed gimme some feedback. This is my first story.