I can still remember that night. It was the night that changed my life forever. I was fifteen and a sophomore in high school. As an only child to rich parents, I was pretty sheltered my entire life. Up until that year, I had never had one sexual experience in my life, not even kissing a girl. It wasn't the girls I was after for. Something no one at my high school knew was that I was gay. To be gay wasn't the best thing at my school. Gay people were often tormented on a daily basis. It was no wonder most people stay in the closet until the graduate and move on with their life.
I remember whenever everyone found out about my sexual orientation. It was like I entered the twilight zone. People acted differently towards me and I lost a lot of friends. It didn't happen until my senior year. Before then, only certain people knew about my liking of guys. There was one guy in particular. His name was Nick. He was the first guy, person that I ever had an experience with. I still remember that night at the party. Nick was drunk. I can still remember the scent that rose from his body. It was very musky and manly. I loved it.
First, left me introduce myself. My name is Justin. At the time, I had an average look. I was about 5'10". I weighed about 155 pounds. From the time I could stand, I was taking swimming lessons and eventually joined the team last year in 9th grade. Because of swimming, I had a very lean and toned body. My curly brown hair and hazel eyes had the girls in my school crazy about me. Little did they know, the feelings were not mutual.
It was cool fall night in October. The football team had just won against our school's rival. It was time to celebrate. Kara, a popular girl in my grade, had invited everyone back to her house to celebrate the win. Everyone was going to be there, upperclassmen and even some freshman. It was definitely the place to be. The only problem for me was that my parents were very overprotective. There was no way they were going to let me go.
"Are you going the party?" my best friend, Wendi, asked. Wendi was also 15 and we had been friends since elementary school.
"I want to, but there's no way my parents are going to go for it."
"Don't tell them. Say you're coming to my house with a few people."
"Wendi, are you saying that I should lie to my parents?"
"Be a rebel once in your life, Justin. Do it! Call them now." Wendi took my cell phone out of my pocket and put it in my face. I had no other choice right now. Would I disobey my parents and lie about where I was going after the football game, or look like a total wussy in front of everyone? The second choice just wasn't possible at this moment so I took the phone and called home.
My mom answered and she was pretty cool about the whole thing. A part of me felt very guilty for lying to my mom, who was being so understanding about the whole thing. She even offered to bring over money to chip in for a couple pizzas. I had to hurry and persuade her not to. If she did, she would find that we weren't really there. It worked and she hung up the phone.
"I guess we're going to the party," I told Wendi with a big smile on my face. Her smile grew wider and she hugged me.
"I always knew you had it in you. Lets go."
We walked into the parking lot and got into Wendi's car. Wendi didn't know where Kara lived so I had to tell her. Once we got there, it was already starting to get crowded. The music was blasting and the sound of people's voices was heard from the driveway. It was obvious that Kara's parents weren't home. It was also a good thing she lived in the country and the closest neighbor was five miles away. We walked up the walkway and into the house. There were so many people crowded into the small house. People were dancing on the floor, dancing on the tables, on the furniture, wherever they could go and shake their asses. I looked around and saw mostly everyone I knew from school. That's when I saw him.
"Give me that beer!" Nick said holding out his hand for Andy to give him the cup. Nick was in my grade. He was probably the hottest kid in my grade as well, at least to me. He was very rugged, reminded me of some type of cowboy. He had brown hair, brown eyes and was pretty built. His broad shoulders were nice to look at and his arms were massive. You could tell he worked out on a daily basis. From what I could see, Nick was already pretty buzzed. It was going to be a fun night.
The night went on like most of the other parties kids from my school throw. People dance and drink at the beginning and as time goes by, things start to slow down. People are starting to get tired and slow things down. They are either passed somewhere, or in a room hooking up. Even though I never was exposed to "hooking up," I knew what it was. I had a cup of beer and because I never drank before, I was already feeling a buzz. I thought it might have been time to go and so I went to find Wendi. Someone told me she was upstairs so I went up the steps, calling her name. Only I didn't find her. Instead, I walked into the room and saw him lying on the bed. It was Nick. He was passed out, with his shirt off. I couldn't believe I was seeing my crush, shirtless on a bed. He had jeans on and they were pretty tight. The bulge in his crotch area was evident. I was starting to feel a tingling feeling in my own crotch area. I was getting a boner standing there looking at Nick's Greek-like body. Since Wendi was not in the room and I was getting pretty hot, I thought it was best to leave Nick alone and try to find my ride home. I went to leave, but Nick stopped me.
"Who's there?" he said as he stirred in the bed and tried to sit up, only to fall back on his back.
"It's just me, Nick. Justin Miller." Nick and I weren't the best of friends, but he knew who I was. We were both popular, but were in two different groups of popular kids. I was more popular with the girls while he had the jocks behind him.
"Oh, what's up, Miller. I'm fucked up." Nick started laughing at his comment.
"Yeah, I kind of see that. Maybe you should take it easy."
"No, I can handle it. I just needed to come up here and lay down for a minute. I need to cool off. That's why I took my shirt off." Nick started rubbing his huge pec with one hand while the other was rubbing his stomach. His stomach was nice. He had a nice six-pack in development. There was also a happy trail of hair on his stomach, just below his belly button. I was getting so turned on. I had to leave.
"Well, I guess I'll leave you alone. I need to find Wendi because she's my ride home." Once again, I tried to leave, but he stopped me. This time, he sat up and stayed there in a sitting position.
"Wait. Don't leave yet. Come over here for a minute." Nick pointed to the spot on the bed next to him. Not wanting to resist, knowing that Nick can be pretty mean when he's drunk, I walked over and sat down.
"What's up, Nick?" He put his arm around my neck and pulled me closer to him. 'Oh, my God,' I thought as I sat there, next to his shirtless body. He was so warm. I could feel the heat oozing off his body. His armpit was by my face and I could smell the deodorant he uses and it was also starting to run out because the smell of musk was overpowering.
"I have a question for you, Miller, and I want you answer it honestly." Nick was starting to slur his words. It was so obvious he was drunk and I was wondering what he was going to ask.
"What is it?"
"I don't know if it's true and a lot of the guys have been saying it, so I just thought I would ask you, since we're up here alone. Are you a fag?"
I felt like a ton of bricks were just dropped in my stomach. I started to get sweaty and I felt like I could throw up at any minute. Nick Romeo just asked if I was gay. What was I supposed to say to that? I could deny it. Would he believe me? What if I admitted it and said I was? Would he kick my ass? I decided to try and deny.
"What the fuck are you talking about, dude? No I'm not gay. Why would you think that?" Did it work? Was he going to believe me?
Nick started laughing. He was laughing uncontrollably. Nick had this unique laugh that just made you laugh along with him, usually. This time, I was so nervous that I couldn't laugh. Suddenly, his grip around my neck got tighter. With his free arm, Nick started rubbing my chest. He moved downward, past my stomach and laid his hand on my crotch. He gave a squeeze and could feel my growing dick.
"That's why I asked, faggot. You're fucking hard right now from staring at me without my shirt on. Do you like what you see, Justin? Do you like seeing me without my shirt?"
I couldn't answer him. I was so scared at that moment. My breathing started getting heavy and the sweat was just pouring from my body. It was getting so hot in the small bedroom. Nick's squeeze on my dick got tighter.
"Fucking answer me when I'm talking to you!"
He scared me and I quickly answered, "Yes! I like seeing you without your shirt. That's why I have a boner, Nick."
I couldn't believe I just said that. Right there, I had just confessed that I was gay. Nick was probably going to beat my ass. Then, he would run downstairs, tell everyone and then have all the other guys come up and kick my ass as well. Instead of hitting me, he did something I didn't expect. Nick leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't a normal kiss either. This was a passionate lip lock. Nick put his hands on the back of my head, pushing my face into his so he could kiss me harder. It was such a hard kiss, almost the point of hurting, but I didn't care. I was massaging his tongue with mine. The taste of beer was in his mouth and I was getting drunk from it and him.
Nick broke from the kiss and lifted my shirt from my waist and slid it over my head. I was now shirtless along with him. My body was like a stick compared to his massive torso. Nick kissed me again. This time, he pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me. His hands started moving up and down my body. I could feel his hard cock digging into my crotch. The friction almost made me bust my nut right then and there, but somehow, I managed to maintain control. Nick broke from the kiss to ask me a question.
"You ever been with a guy, Miller?"
"No. I'm still a virgin, with guys and girls."
"Well, I knew you weren't getting pussy. I didn't know if any other guy was sticking his dick in your ass like I'm about to."
Did he just say what I think he said? Did he think he was going to fuck me? I couldn't do this. I didn't want this at all. But what was I going to do? He was so much bigger than me and there was no way I could fight him off me. Besides, even though in my head, I knew this was wrong and I shouldn't do this, my body wouldn't let me fight him off. My body wanted Nick inside of it.
Nick went back to roughly making love to my mouth with his. While making out with me, he reached down and started unbuckling his belt. After that, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. He stopped that and went back to caressing my body with his hands all while kissing me passionately. Nick's dick was on my leg and I could feel it continuing to grow! I couldn't believe it was still growing. I thought for sure it would have ended by now, but it hadn't. I wondered how big he really was. I was about to find out.
Nick pulled away from me, got off the bed and stood up in front of me. He pulled his unbuttoned and unzipped jeans down and was left in red-checkered boxers. Nick's dick was tenting his boxers and through the hole, I could see some of it. It was huge, so thick. And from the size of the tent, it was long as well. I could also see the patch of hair surrounding his balls. Nick was a hairy motherfucker. Nick reached his hand inside the peephole and pulled his dick out. It had to be about 9 inches I estimated. It was so thick as well. I would guess around 6 inches thick. Nick also pulled his balls out of the hole as well. I couldn't believe his huge dick and low hanging balls could be contained in the boxers, let alone fit through the hole. With his dick in his hand, Nick looked at me with a smile.
"Is this what you wanted, Miller?"
I nodded my head in agreement. My eyes were fixated on his huge cock. It was like I was hypnotized by it.
"Then stop gawking and get over here and do something with it. You ever suck a dick?"
I hadn't so I shook my head. Nick's grin grew wider.
"Good. Looks like I'm going to be your first for a lot of things. Get over here, faggot."
I obeyed Nick and crawled over on the bed. Nick was holding his dick, now only inches from my face. The smell was invigorating. It was a mix of piss, cum, sweat and something else that I would assume might have been the smell of pussy. Knowing Nick, he probably fucked some girl in the bathroom at the football game. He was such a dog and at this point, he was turning me on so bad. Nick guided his dick closer to my face and then just held I there. I looked at him, as if to ask if I could start sucking it. He shook his head at first. Did he have other plans. Then, I felt a smack across my cheek. Nick just slapped me with his enormous cock. He started laughing again and this time, the contagious laugh got to me and I laughed as well, even though I should have been totally embarrassed that I just let a man slap me with his dick. The pre-cum from his dick was on my face.
"Okay. Start sucking it, Miller."
I took hold of the massive pole and stroked it for a while. I was mesmerized because I had never seen anything that big before. When we were in the showers in gym, everyone was straight so their dicks weren't hard and I couldn't see anyone in their full length. Now, it was different. Nick pushed his hips forward, telling me to start sucking his dick. I licked the head and got some pre-cum from the pee hole. Nick must have liked this because he started moaning. I took this as a sign and continued for a few minutes longer.
"Take the whole thing," he got out in the middle of the moans.
I didn't want to disobey him so I opened my mouth and took the challenge of sucking Nick's dick. It was so big and barely fit inside my mouth, and that was just the width. There was no way I was getting all 9 inches in my mouth. I knew there was a term called 'deep-throating,' but I didn't think I could do that since it was my first time sucking dick. I slowly bobbed up and down on his shaft. Nick placed his hand on the back of my head and caressed my curly hair. He was breathing heavy and there were a few moans every now and then. Nick was really enjoying the blowjob and I was having the time of my life.
"Keep sucking, baby. You're doing a great job."
Now Nick was calling me 'baby.' Was this supposed to be a term of endearment? Did Nick really care for me? No, he couldn't. He is straight. He's fucked so many girls in our school. But if he's so straight, why am I sucking his dick right now? I was so confused right.
"My balls...move down to my balls and start sucking them."
I took the dick out of my mouth and let it stick out from Nick's body. I moved down and held his balls in my hand. There was so big that they barely fit in my palm. I decided to suck one ball at a time. When I placed the first one in my mouth, Nick twitched and started to giggle like a little schoolgirl. I massaged the ball for a while and then did the same to the other. His balls were started to get tight and moved up towards his dick. He was getting close.
"All right, Justin. Go back to sucking my cock. I'm almost there."
I moved back to his dick and stuck as much of it as I could. I got until there were about three inches left. Since my throat got smaller as it went down, that must have felt good to Nick because he started moaning louder than before. He took both of his hands and placed them on each side of my head. Then, he started to viciously fuck my mouth with his dick. I was gagging, and tried to stop him, but at that point, he didn't care. He was close to busting a nut and that's all he could think about. That moment came and I felt several shots of cum shoot out and down my throat. There was too much to swallow and some came out of my mouth and down onto the bed. His dick was still in my mouth and after the final strand shot out, he pulled out of my mouth. Nick collapsed beside me on the bed. He was out of breath and speechless. I sat there, also speechless. What was I supposed to say? What do you say to a person whose dick you just sucked? I waited for him to speak, but he never did. He closed his eyes and after about five minutes, he started snoring. He went to sleep! He really went to sleep and just left me sitting there.
I bent down beside the bed and picked up my shirt. After I put it on, I got up and walked towards the door. I looked back once more and he was still sleeping. He didn't move at all as I got up. For the first time in my life, I was used in a sexual way. It felt degrading. I felt used and cheap. But strangely, I liked it. Nick actually chose to mess around with me, even if he was drunk at the time. It happened and I was overjoyed. I opened the door and walked out of the bedroom. When I walked down the stairs, I noticed that most of everyone had already gone to sleep. I decided to pick a corner where no one was and laid down. All I could think about was Nick. I decided that if I went to sleep, chances were, I was going to dream about Nick and our experience we just shared, which could maybe lead to something more in my dream. Right before I went to sleep, it hit me. The reality hit me like a brick to the head. Nick knows that I am gay. I just sucked his dick and swallowed his cum. He was an asshole so he could easily tell everyone about the experience and totally ruin my entire life. What was I going to do?