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To begin allow me to set the scene. It was the last weekend in May and the top speakers of my public speaking team had voyaged down to Los Angeles in attempt to win some of the catergories. Please don't get the wrong idea here, I'm not talking about pencil neck geeks debating shit thats going on in the Middle East, I'm talking about acting. There are a broad range of catergories where one performs interpretations of published plays. Anyways, I was a junior in highschool, and was just concluding my third year of public speaking. My first year I was a finalist in humorous interpretation, and second year I won the state tournament in humor. It was almost a given that myself, and Marc would be paired as a DUO team the following year. Duo is where two speakers get up and speak together, as opposed to just one person. Anyways, Marc is a senior whom I have always found very attractive. He's unfortunately on the shorter side of life, he's about 5'10" which four inches shorter than my 6'2". Marc is a killer stud. He's got a built body from playing football and track, and is SO cute. I myself am on the varsity basketball team, as well as tennis. Before this year Marc and I knew eachother due to eachother's success. I had always had a crush on him and he kinda ingnored me most of the time. Anyways, our coach found it imperative for the two of us to form a team in Marc's final year. When this idea was first proposed by our coach, I just about orgasimed. The idea of working with Marc on an intimate basis for a lot of time out of schol, at my home intrigued me more than you can believe. Marc put up a slight protest, and said he wanted to try something more dramatic, but our coach just wouldn't stand for it. Anyways, skip ahead a few months and Marc and I are sharing a hotel room for four nights in Los Angeles at state champs. Over the schol year in preparation for this, we spent a lot of time together at many smaller tournaments. We actually started to become really great friends, which was so exciting. And at this point in our lives, we were close friends. After the first night we went out to dinner with the team and proceeded back to our hotel room...
"Do you know what I like best about you Steve," Marc asked.
"My sexy ass, " I joked back. Marc cracked a huge smile (no pun intended), and said, "No buddy, I like how spontaneous you are. You are the coolest person I've ever known. I mean I used to think you were this BIG prick. But now, I see you for who you are, and you are a great person."
"Thanks Marc."
"Steve, there is something I have to tell you. Its gonna sound really bizare, but you have to try to understand."
I had no clue what he was gonna say. All I kept thinking about was how hot I was. We were in a California Heat Wave in late may, and were forced to wear suits all day. I was sweating so much, I looked over at Marc, while he was shifting uncomfortably deciding how to word whatever the hell he was gonna say. I saw the sweat glisten off of his forehead, and just his manly scent made me hard in my pants. But it was okay, I was wearing black pants with white pinstripes, he wouldn't have been able to see my yearning erection.
"Steve, I think I'm just gonna come out and say it." He reached over and grabbed my thigh. This was definetely something new, although we had become great friends, we had never touched. I kinda leaned into his strong grip. "Steve, I'm gay. The finest form of the word itself, and I think I'm in love with you. Every night I jack off two or three times thinking of the two of us get together."
My sitting there in complete awe scared him, for he thought I would hate him. I just responded to what he said my taking his head into my hands, and kissing him hard on the lips. His moist lips brushed against mine, as I launched my tongue into his mouth. He took my force by surprise and let out a soft moan. He then responded my kissing me longer, harder, and deeper. We were all ready sitting on my bed, so we leaned back into the pillows, his body tightly pressed up against mine. My hand ran down his back, as I began to fondle his ass over his pants. I kept rubbing his tight cheeks and he ground his groin into mine. In the heat of passion he began kissing my neck and removing my coat. We were undressing eachother quickly until we were both down to just our pants and socks. I reached up and started to suck on his hard nipples, he got into a pushup position and moaned loudly. His hot breath bounced off of my neck, and made me tingle in joy. Our cock got harder and harder in our pants, as he made the first move to remove my belt. He slowed down, and wasn't so rigorous, this time he went slow, as if savoring the moment. After he undid my button I just sat there while he slid down the pants, with my obvious erection in my blue hawaiin boxers. Off came those, no complaint here. He took my seven inch cock into his hands and began massaging it and my balls. The room and our action was so hot, so moist. He used the combination of my sweat and precum to really get into it. He then stuck about three inches of my cock into his mouth and tried to go deeper. With his left hand he reached around and crammed three fingers up my ass at once. It hurt yes, but felt so good. I never wanted this to stop. His velvet toungue caressed my cock head, and his fingers penetrated farther into my ass. My precum was dripping off of my head and onto his gentle sucking lips. I was just about to cum, I wanted to save it but just couldn't. With a LOUD moan I shot all over his face. He tried to swallow but he just couldn't, he kept rubbing his face in my crotch. I could here him sniffing loudly, and rubbing his nose in the area. He licked my clean, but his gentle licking kept me from going soft. He brought his head back up, a drop of my cum dropped off of his chin and landed on my slightly hairy chest. He leaned over to lick it off. Then with the remaining cum on his lips he kissed me. But oh shit, his pants were still on. I went down to undo them as he had undone mine. After less than ten seconds of slowly stroking he shot all over the room. Well, I wasn't ready to give up. I ordered him to get on all fours while I stuck my tongue into his sweaty ass. It was the best aroma ever; shit, piss, and sweat accopanied his asshole. I licked in and out, meanwhile reaching around to try to get him hard again. When his ass was nice and moist on got on my knees and lined his ass up with my cock. I didn't do any sissy slow shit, instead I plunged my whole cock into his VERY tight ass. He moaned with ecstasy. I fucked that tight boy hole which I had fantasized so much about raw. He shot his load on the comforter. I still wasn't finished, I thrusted his ass for about two more minutes and shot my second load deep in his ass. We got under the covers, and held eachother. His hot breath filled my ear with the sweetest words ever, "I Love You." And I responded that I loved him as well. We snuggled for the rest of the night. And got up at six o'clock the next morning, for a shower together, got dressed and went to our first round of the second day.
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