This is a teen gay story, if that is not your thing, do not read more. This is purely fictional, all events and people are purely fictional.
Scott was a popular boy in our high school; not in the “I do not talk to geeks” way, but he was well known. He was a sophomore and I was a freshman. We had known each other for many years, and I had always had a huge crush on him. He was kind of the geeky type: glasses, he sang in our schools top choir, he was in forensics, and worked a lot with the video announcements at our high school. I did all of the same things, but not with nearly the success of Scott.
Scott was blondish, with a nice white swimmer’s body. I thought he was smoking hot, and so did some other people. He was tall, like 5’ 10”, with a medium build. He always had his bangs spiked up at the front, which always turned me on when I saw him. We were in forensics together, and basically in the same category. I was in extemporaneous speaking, and he was in radio speaking. We both needed to be in the draw room before every round, which gave us allot of free time together. One day, it was all worth it.
Scott and I were in the draw room talking, we were in our own room in the back of the library, the door was closed, and we were alone. How great! He was leaning over me in front of me, showing me something, and I could not help but stare into his deep blue eyes. When he looked at you, you had to look back, I felt like I could see into his soul, and I was trying my damnedest to show him mine. He looked at me for a second, and then the greatest thing happened, he kissed me. I was in seventh heaven, the man of my dreams was kissing me, but just as easily it began, it was over. He pulled away, embarrassed.
“I am so sorry” he said. I could see the sincerity in his eyes, he truly did not want rejection, and neither did I.
I stated back, dumbfounded, “Don't be, it was great.” I was trying my hardest to saver his taste in my mouth.
“ You are gay” He asked.
“I think so” I said back
“Wow, I thought I was the only one”.
"Well, I have known I was different for a long time, and just have never said anything.
He was so polite, and he knew I liked that about him. I had always though he flirted with me, but now I knew why.
I looked back into his eyes, and I could see his sincerity. He then proceeded to sit on my lap and put his hands on my shoulders. We made out passionately. Our lips were locked for what seemed like hours, his hot tongue was doing everything it was supposed to, it was perfect. I had my arms on his back, and he had his hands running through my hair. He broke the kiss and said “I am so hot for you right now”. I reached for his cock, and felt his huge erect member. “Wow, you really are”, he smiled “ well, we will just have to take care of that, no won’t we.” His smile got wider.
I pushed him off me, and got on my knees. He unbuttoned his suit coat, and threw it on the floor. I undid his belt and his pants. I pulled down his pants and plaid boxers slowly, and his huge seven-inch hard-on nearly slapped me in the face. I was the happiest guy on earth. I put my hands on his shins, feeling the light coating of leg hair. I love his legs. I leaned in and took his balls into my mouth; his deep eyes were still staring into me. I slowly moved my lips up his shaft to his beautiful mushroom head. I took it between my wet lips slowly, and he let out a moan. I swirled my tongue around the bottom. I felt him shiver. He put his hand on my head and pushed me down onto his cock. I continued bobbing my head up and down on him as he pushed me down. I picked up my pace, and deep throated him. He stopped right there, and I felt him body tense up, I knew he was close. I put my hands on his knees, and he thrust his hips forward. I deep throated him again, keeping him in my throat as long as I could, and I felt his entire body convulse. He shot his first load of cum deep into my mouth and I swallowed hard, which made him cum more. I pulled my mouth out to the tip of his shaft, and looked into his eyes as he unloaded on my tongue. He finished, and he stood there frozen, half naked with his beautiful dick softening in my mouth for five minutes, we just stared into each other’s eyes, and he played with my hair. I pulled up his boxers and pants, buttoned them back up, and fastened his belt. I picked up his coat, and put it on him. I buttoned it, and kissed his lips passionately. He put his arms around me, and held me in a lovers embrace for a few minutes. Neither one of us wanted to break the kiss, even for air, but we had to get to the final round. We walked out of the room, as if nothing had happened, but with two of the biggest smiles, we had ever had. I could still taste Scott’s semen as I walked to give my speech.
The rest of the day was uneventful. We went back to the hotel, where our team was staying. There were mainly three people to a room: one on each queen bed, and one on a pull out; however, there were not enough rooms, so two people had to share a king bed in one room. Scott and I looked at each other, smiled, and volunteered, of course. We had a week together in a hotel room, How great.