"That kid is such a fag." My friend Dallas said. He was talking about Jacob, a kid a year below us. We were at a cross country meet cheering on Dallas' girlfriend Sara. Jacob was one of the only guys on the team. My name is Michael, I am a running back on our schools football team. I am 6'1 and about 175 pounds. I have brown hair and blue eyes, the girls seem to dig that a lot. I hadn't really had a steady girlfriend, but always seemed to have pretty decent luck with the ladies. Not that I fucked around a lot, but you get the picture.
He didn't seem gay to me at all, and I thought he was kind of cute. I'm not gay, but had always kind of found some guys attractive. He was about 6'0 with a nice tan, brown hair he usually wore in a faux hawk and dark brown eyes. He was good looking, like those Gucci models . He was slim but defined and had a great runners ass.
"Why do you think that?" I wondered aloud.
Dallas just stared at me and replied, "He's on the drama team, could he be any more gay?" I loved my friend, but that was such an idiotic thing to say. I guess that's what you get when you live in Montana. It is such a great place, and the people are the some of the nicest you'll meet, but they are so closed minded about things.
"He doesn't seem gay to me." I said as Michael drew closer to us. He had a pretty good pace going and seemed really focused.
"Run fag, run!" Dallas jeered. I turned and scoffed at him.
"Dallas, knock it off." I said. Jacob paid no attention but seemed to pick up his pace.
After the meet was over, we grabbed Sara and drove back the few miles to school (it was a home meet).
"I wish more people took cross country seriously," Sara said, visibly upset about something, "Someone yelled something rude at my friend Jacob."
"Your friend? I didn't know you two talked." Dallas stated. I wondered if he would fess up.
"Well we do have a lot of meets where we ride the bus together Dallas, he is actually a really cool guy." Why was I hoping she would talk more about him?
"Good thing I have nothing to worry about with him, but I don't know how you can say that homo is cool." Wow, my friend was surprising me. I had never seen him behave so pig headed before. I always thought he was pretty cool.
"Dallas! You are such a prick! Was that you who yelled fag at him?" She seemed pretty upset. I wondered now how they were together, but I guess that's high school.
"Yeah, so what?" He said defiantly.
"Well lay off ok? He gets picked on enough for being in drama, and he is going to be at Ciara's party later, so cool it ok?" I knew he would listen to her, Sara had Dallas so whipped.
"Alright, but if he hits on me I'm totally knocking him out." Dallas replied.
"Oh please, even if he was gay, what makes you think you would be his type?" Sara said, obviously trying to ease the tension and push his buttons a little.
"I'm everyone's type baby." Dallas was such a cocky bastard.
"Ha, as if Dallas. Just be nice to the kid, he seems like a decent guy, and if Sara likes him that should be enough for you." I backed her up. Sara just smiled at me.
"Oooh, Mikey has a crush on the gay drama kid! Why are you so quick to defend him?" Great, like I needed to explain myself to him. I couldn't exactly say I thought he was cute.
"I just don't think people need to get picked on ok? What if you were the one people thought was gay, and you had to go through school getting laughed at just because you were a little different? Don't you think school is hard enough?" Pretty decent come back, but I doubted Dallas was going to allow himself to understand what I was trying to point out.
"Whatever, I'm just gonna get drunk and ignore the fact that you two love the gay kid." Dallas said in his typical way.
Later as I was getting ready to head over to Ciara's, I kept second guessing what I was wearing. I didn't know why. Was I nervous about Jacob being there? Why was I having these feelings? I finally settled on some dark jeans and my favorite red Express tee and headed out the door.
As I pulled up to Ciara's, I saw that Sara was sitting on the front porch with Jacob. "Hey guys whats up?" I said almost shakily. Why was this kid making me nervous?
"Michael!" Sara jumped up and gave me a hug. She seemed like she already had a good buzz going.
"Did you start drinking already?" I joked. Jacob kind of laughed and gave me such a cute look. Ok, I'll admit it, he was hot.
"Dallas decided to stay home tonight, some bull about having to watch his cousin or something," She said glancing at Jacob, "So Jake and I pre-funked at my place before we came over." Jake and I had kind of locked eyes but he broke our stare.
"Lets go get a drink Sara," Jake opened the door, "You coming?" He asked me.
I was caught off gaurd, "Yeah, lets." The party seemed pretty quiet, but it was early. We saw Ciara on the way in and said hi. I grabbed a cup and Sara poured me a rum and seven.
"Can I try that?" Jacob asked.
"Sure." I offered him my cup. He kept his eyes on mine as he placed his lips on the brim and took a drink.
"That's good, I know what I'm having." He prepared himself one and we all talked for a little while. I congratulated them both on doing so well at their meet that day and we chatted for a bit about their team.
I ended up hanging in the basement with some guys from the football team for the rest of the night and didn't see Sara or Jacob till school that following Monday. I was kind of bummed, cause I kind of wanted to talk with Jacob more.
Monday after my workout at school I was exiting the shower with my towel around my waist and spotted Jacob, with his perfect runners ass pointed my direction, rummaging in his sports locker. Mine was on the other side but I wanted to get his attention so I cleared my throat as I approached.
"Oh hey Michael, that was a pretty chill party huh?" He said looking over his shoulder. His eyes seemed to linger on the bulge in my towel for a moment. Maybe he was gay?
"Yeah, I didn't see you guys after the kitchen, did you split?" I was trying to act nonchalant but his ass was starting to make my cock grow.
His eyes were now definitely glued to my bulge.
"We hung out on the patio out back." He turned averted his eyes back to his locker. I heard someone coming in to the locker room and realized I needed to hide my stiffy.
"Cool, cool. We'll need to hang again. See ya later man." I rushed to my locker and willed my raging hard on to go away. I dressed quickly and had a half chub the whole way home.
I pulled into the driveway and noticed no one was home. I rushed upstairs and headed to my room as I pulled of my jeans and boxer briefs and started to rub my cock, which was now growing to its full eight inches. The sight of Jacobs ass was fueling my fantasy, I was imagining what it looked like underneath his tight jeans. I had never jerked off to thoughts of a guy, but I was so horny right now. Then I started to wonder what his cock looked like. I stared at my own, looking at the long shaft with its light veins and mushroom head leaking pre-cum. I took the pre-cum onto my finger tips, lifted my legs and rubbed my tight jock hole, imagining it was Jacob's cock.
Unimaginable pleasure shot through my body. I had no idea how sensitive my hole was until now. I worked more pre-cum, which was flowing heavily today, onto my fingers and lubed up my hole. I then sucked my fingers and coated them with saliva before bringing them back to my hole and gently started to insert my middle finger. It felt so good, I pushed in my other finger. I was picturing Jacob between my legs, my hands on his hot round ass, slowly sliding his dick in my ass. My cock was now throbbing as I shoved my fingers harder into my ass. I jerked it slowly, working my hand up and down my long shaft, working my fingers deeper. I suddenly felt a crazy tingling sensation in my ass as my fingers found a magic spot. I put pressure on that spot and saw stars as my eight inch cock shot stream after stream of hot cum all over my chest and face. I licked my lips as I removed my fingers from my ass.
"Wow!" I remarked out loud to no one, I couldn't believe how good that felt.
The rest of the year went by rather fast, I never really did see Jacob that much, other than randomly in the hallway or locker room. I headed off to college in Arizona after high school and ended up renting a house with some guys I had met that first year in school. I had a few sexual experiences with guys that year, and was coming to terms with the fact that I was probably gay.
Imagine my surprise my sophomore year as I am passing through the school library and see that cute runner boy from high school, sitting at a table studying. I had to see if it was him.
"Jake?" I said as I approached the table. We were having a party that night, and I was so going to invite him over. I had fantasized about him many times over the last year, and wanted to fulfill my fantasy.
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