Thesis

By Jack Sprat

Published on Jun 8, 1997

Gay

THESIS 2

Jack Sprat Prologue:

I came out of the closet when I was in high school. I've always held myself in high esteem, and coming out was the best decision I ever made. Most people were astounded at my gay admission. They would have never believed it had I not told them.

I'm in college now, majoring in psychology. Many virgin closet gays take psychology and I find and help the shy ones have their first experience.

On campus, I watch for hints, other males attempting to silently communicate that they too are gay. It might be eye contact, rubs against my body, or the sudden presence of another, wanting to become my friend. Few will make an open proposition.

With this introduction, I am going to share a few cases where virgin closet gays have given me their fresh bodies, my helping them through their first male sex encounter. I hope to use some of this material when I write my psychology thesis.

JIMMY

It looked like he would still grow taller and fill out some more. He was lanky with a boyish face. A long lock of brown hair hung over one eye and he liked to flick his head to shake it aside his freckled cheek. Most anyone would guess he was a high school student rather than in college.

Jimmy was a a loner. He kept to himself in classes, and I never saw him making conversation in the dining hall. Whenever he was with a group, he simply listened and never offered any input. I guessed he was content to curl up with a good book and listen to classical music rather than gregariously party.

One day, needing to relieve my bladder, I went to the mens room. While standing at the urinal another figure appeared alongside and also proceeded to relieve himself. I glanced out of the corner of my eye. It was Jimmy. While he stood passing his water, he was making no secret of looking at my dick, and he had turned to an angle where I could better view his nice cut tip as it splashed his urine against the porcelain.

Both flicking our last drop, we zipped up and I followed Jimmy into the hall.

"You liked what you saw?"

Jimmy nodded.

"Would you like to come over to my apartment after school. I'll show you

more. Maybe you'd like to do other things."

Jimmy rather blushed and dropped his eyes. "I've never done it."

"I'll be real slow and caring if you want to learn," I softly replied.

"I've got to learn sometime," Jimmy quietly replied. "I'll be there, but

promise to be gentle and that no-one else will ever know."

It was a winter day with snow on the ground. I decided to use the living room. A nice warm fire was burning when Jimmy arrived. Earlier I had gathered towels and a container of lube which I had placed out of sight but could be rapidly retrieved.

On Jimmy's arrival, I put him at ease, served some wine, and asked some questions.

"What made you decide on this, Jimmy, and why me?"

"You've told everyone you are gay. I am too, but no-one knows."

"Have you have never tried loving another man?" I asked.

"No. I'm in the closet and scared. What if someone finds out?"

We sat on the sofa. I reassured Jimmy that this was just between we two and we had complete privacy in my apartment. He could learn, and no-one would never know. I gently squeezed his hand, then stroked his forearm. "Have you ever kissed?"

"No."

I moved to where my body pressed against his, then put my lips to his mouth. I slid my tongue deep inside, exploring every area as his arms moved behind me pulling me closer. His tongue replied, entering my mouth, swirling about, delving deeply. As it worked about, I moved my hand to his crotch and gently rubbed. He was hard. He was ready.

I flipped open my belt, and with one pull, slid down my pants and briefs presenting my erection and naked crotch. Taking his hand, I placed it against my hard manhood letting him fondle and fully explore. I stopped him as he moved his head down on me.

"No," I said. "Let's fully undress first."

We both stood, stripped ourselves naked, and embraced our warm naked bodies against each other.

I spread several large towels over the carpet in front of the fireplace then lay on my back with drawn up legs. I wanted to be bottom...to let Jimmy do what he wished and to taste my cum. He could retain his cum for later, as I wanted him hot with passion.

Laying with my hands behind my head as pillow rests, I experienced the pleasures of Jimmy's full exploration and examination. I shot into his mouth, his working tongue tickling me to climax. Now it was my turn.

Jimmy was as hard as a rock. I applied a generous supply of slippery Albolene salve to his crotch then kneaded his male anatomy where everything erotically slid and slipped through my hands and fingers.

Jimmy's gorgeous swollen tip presented a wide open pee hole. I pressed my wet swirling tongue against it, his hands pushing my head down, silently demanding more.

Globbing a finger with more Albolene, I slid below his balls until it reached his soft pucker. His muscle gave easily as I pushed in, swishing my finger about, gently rubbing his prostate. Jimmy was wreathing in heat.

"Fuck my butt."

I rolled him over. He got on all fours, dropped his head and arched his back, stretching out his young, smooth, lanky torso, his small cherub butt, glowing with color, poking right at me, waiting to be entered..

Lubing myself, I spread him open and put it against his hole. His muscle gently grasping my large, long, greased cock as it slowly slid up into his small, beautiful, virgin butt.

I grasped his flanks, slowly gyrating his butt up and down and side to side, my hard prick throbbing inside his warm interior. Jimmy moaned, arching and stretching back further to push even more of me into his body.

I could no longer hold back. I pulled his butt tightly against my crotch as my warm cum pumped up his hole. When I was spent, Jimmy lowered himself and I exhaustively followed, my spent cock still up his ass but slowly slipping out as limpness took control.

Turning over, Jimmy, his burning crotch still full of hot cum, was in agony. His prick looked like it would burst. I slid it in my mouth, slowly running my wet tongue over and around its tip, taking my time. His crotch gyrated faster, trying to fuck deeper into my mouth. With a a wild yelp and a quivering body, streams and streams of hot jism pumped into my mouth.

To help Jimmy recuperate, I stroked his hair and gave him light kisses. His eyes showed the happiness of complete sexual satisfaction.

"It was a terrific first time, he murmured. Can I come over again real soon so we can do it all again?"

"Sure," I quietly replied. "And no one else will ever know."

Next: Chapter 3


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