Sitting there in the hot tub I was wondering how I managed to get into this position. Things like this do not happen this easily and especially not with a gorgeous man like the one in the tub with me. I had to recap the events that lead to this moment.
Two weeks ago, I attended the birthday of a girl I was friends with in high school. I was only one of a handful of friends from high school invited and the rest of the people are from her church. I was not expecting to be entirely entertained at this party so I packed a flask with whiskey and arrived in style.
I was completely correct in my assumption about the party; it was a lot of church kids who are all around 18 years old and I was finding it difficult to find common ground with most of them.
I walked out the front of the house for a smoke and a swig of my flask when another girl from school walked outside to see me. (For context, she was the only person who knew I was gay and how fucking awkward I felt being at a party with church goers)
We shared some of my drink and she bummed a ciggie from me.
“See anyone you fancy?” She jokingly asked
“Even if I thought there was any potential here, chances of any of them being gay is highly improbable” I replied
“Oh, there may be one guy that I really want to introduce you to.” There was a twinkle in her eye that piqued my interest.
She ran inside and grabbed a guy I hadn’t seen before.
He was 6 foot tall. He had messy naturally blonde hair, bright blue eyes and he was slim but had broader shoulders than someone his age ought to have.
He was fucking gorgeous.
“This is Maverick” She introduced him to me.
“My friends call me Mav” He claimed and held out his hand for me to shake. “Oh, can I bum a ciggie?”
I handed him a smoke and then pulled out the flask for my friend and I to drink. Once she handed it back I looked at Maverick.
“Do you want some Mav?” I offered the flask to him
“Fuck yes, This party is fucking boring and full of people from our church” He said while staring directly into my eyes. “I definitely need a stiff one”
We stayed out the front for another hour talking, smoking and drinking.
After a short while we were feeling the buzz from the alcohol. We were talking about our favourite bands, University courses, what nightclubs we go to etc.
I was infatuated with this guy. Not only is he gorgeous but he is also a great conversationalist and intelligent. Studying Biomedical Science at uni. He had me hook, line and sinker.
Being 18 myself I was not exactly versed in how to pick up, let alone pick up another guy. How do I know if he is gay? What if he is just a really nice guy? He does go to church so he could actually be really against gay people.
Not knowing how to approach this whole situation but also feeling the effects from the alcohol I felt courageous enough to try a neutral but fun topic.
“Dare you to do a nudey run up the street and back”
“Only if you join me” He instantly replied.
Less than a minute later we were both naked and running up the road. I was watching him closely. His muscles flexing with every step, his perky arse was still so smooth at his age and his abs were perfect. I just wanted to grab him and push him up against a car and kiss him.
Bright lights snapped me out of my thoughts.
There was a car coming down the road and Jazz and I ran as fast as we could back to the party, with the car right behind us with its lights on.
By this stage a lot of the party knew there was some commotion going on outside and went out to investigate. So we ran into a front yard full of people.
We both quickly got dressed and then realising the time he mentioned his mum was about to pick him up,
We exchanged numbers and then he left.
That was 2 weeks ago and we have not spoken since. So cue my surprise when I was at the local McDonalds visiting Sally, this chick I just started dating, and my phone goes off.
“Parents have gone out. There is alcohol here. Wanna come over?”
I quickly replied yes and then kissed my girlfriend goodbye and made my way over to his house.
When I arrived there he met me at the gate. “Oh god he is just as gorgeous as I remember him being” I thought to myself.
I walked up to him and went to shake his hand but was met with a hug instead.
“I have thought about you every day since we met” He excitedly told me
“Same here bro” I stammered “I am really glad you messaged me tonight”
He stood there staring right into my eyes. (God those eyes are so blue and I could easily get lost in them), He smiled suddenly and took my hand.
He lead me to the bar and we chose our poison for the night. A bottle of vodka. We started drinking it and he mentioned that he turned the hot tub on when I said I would be there and that it should be ready to use now.
Not needing another cue I followed him to the outdoor hot tub. We both stripped down in front of each other. I couldn’t help but stare at this guy in front of me. He was just perfect.
“You like what you see?” He asked, obviously catching me staring
“Yeah jury is still out on that” I joked “I am more finding it amusing that 100% of the time we have met we ended up naked together”
We laughed about that and again he grabbed my hand and lead me to the hot tub. I don’t know where I got all this confidence to just walk around naked, holding another guy’s hand, at someone’s place. But I am loving this whole interaction and did not want it to end.
For the first half hour in the hot tub we chatted about all things guys our age chat about. Sports, women, cars, women, school life and how parents suck, women.
Turns out he has a girlfriend too. He met her at church and they have been together a few months. I made a note to not ask any further questions about her as I didn’t want him to be thinking about her at the moment.
“Give me your hand” He suddenly demanded after a short moment of silence
I reached over to him with my hand out, wondering what this was about.
He put my hand right against his chest. It was smooth, muscular and I wanted to just rub my hands all over his body, but thought it best I wait to see what he is actually doing here.
(He may just want you to check his heart rate and besides that, think how awkward it would be if you tried it on with him and he wasn’t into it}
I glanced up at his beautiful face and our eyes locked. (Those eyes!!) He then smirked at me and he pushed my hand down his body slowly. I allowed him to direct my hand to wherever he wanted. The whole time, not breaking eye contact. I brushed past his left nipple. My hand being lead further down, I felt his abs under my hand. (God they feel better than they looked) and then his belly button went past my hand and against my expectations he did not stop there. He pushed my hand right down until there was no denying that I was now feeling the base of his cock (Where his pubes should have been. Did he shave for me?)
He then stopped moving my hand and let go. I, however, did not. I moved as close to him as our bodies could allow, without touching and I slip my hand around his cock.
This made him smile even more. (That smile is to die for. How the fuck did I end up here, with this guy? It could not have gone any easier or smoother)
I slowly moved my hand up and down his cock. Feeling the full length (Long), the size (Thick) and shape (Straight). I pulled his foreskin up over his knob and pulled it back down again. All my movements were deliberate and impactful.
“Fuck that feels good” He let out a sigh and mentioned
“Mav?” I seductively asked. I still had his, now erect, penis in my hand and we still have not broken eye contact.
“Mmm” he made a noise without opening his mouth
“I want to kiss you, so much” I said to him while allowing all my lust, my desires and my needs and wants to be conveyed through my eyes
He smiled again (Fuck that smile lights up something inside me)
“I hoped you would say that” he said and then threw his arms around me and bought our bodies together.
He was sitting in the corner of the hot tub with his legs spread and I was half leaning into him and half crouching over him as our lips met.
We held on to each other’s bodies tightly as we passionate kissed each other with so much intensity that neither of us noticed that we started moving. Not wanting to let go or stop what was happening, we both were as surprised as each other when both our mouths filled with water. At this point my left foot slipped from under me and I went below the water. Jared steadied himself on the side of the tub and stood up.
What I was met with when I lifted my head above the water was the most impressive cock, standing to full attention and a mere 2 inches from my face.
I stayed on my knees, looked up at Mav and smiled. He was staring down at me with a huge smile on his face.
I moved my right hand onto the base of his erect cock and cupped his balls with my left hand. I inched closer to his impressive member and opened my mouth.
(Wow, that is thick!) (I hope I am doing this ok?) (I can’t believe I am sucking his cock) (He is so hot) (Shhiittt, watch the teeth) (I never want this night to end)
I had so many thoughts running through my head while I was sucking his dick, but one of the best things about sucking dick is how single minded the activity can be. Just like a good meditation, I am able to shut my mind off for a while and remain in the present and focus on the task as hand (or in this case, mouth) and that is exactly what I did.
I relaxed my throat and moved down his shaft until he was filling my throat and I was gagging. I couldn’t tell if I had tears in my eyes from sucking him so deeply or if it was from the jets in the water splashing over my face.
After about 10 minutes of sucking him off I came up for air. Making up way up his body with my tongue in the process. (Oh those Abs!) (Oh look a small mole on his left hand side of his torso) (Mmm I hope he liked me sucking on his nipple)
“Mmm fuck yes, that’s nice” He let the words escape his lips just as mine were meeting his.
We started kissing again, this time a bit less animalistic but now more with intent.
“I need you inside me” He whispered in my ear
“Are you sure?” I asked
“Shut up” he laughed.
He did not know how he wanted to be fucked, all he knew was that he wanted to feel my cock inside him.
He got me to sit on the edge of the tub, facing in, my lower legs in the water, while he bent over in front of me and grabbed my cock and directed me towards his hole. (How is this real?)
I felt his warm, tight hole pressing on my knob. After a short time of rubbing up against his hole, he started to bloom for me. I felt the sphincter wrap around my knob tightly and move slowly along my shaft. It was warm. It was silky wet. It was such an electric feeling. He kept pushing back along my hard cock until his cheeks were pressed right up against me.
“This feels so fucking good” He called back to me “Fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard”
I started thrusting my hips, slowly at first and then building up speed and focussing on keeping rhythm. I held on to his hips and our bodies moved in unison with each other.
Nothing in the world mattered at this moment. There were no other people on the planet, just him and I and we were performing this ritual that has been done by millions of others for thousands of years. But right at this moment, it was our turn.
“I am going to cum” He breathed “Fuck me hard and fast”
I did what I was told. I grabbed him tighter on the hips and thrusted back and forth fast and deep.
I felt his hole tighten around my cock. It was pulsating and I could feel him cumming. This set me off.
“I am going to cum too” I said as I continued fucking him.
“Cum inside me” He demanded
I let out a sound that I was not expecting, half yell, half sigh. All relief.
I pumped rope after rope of cum deep into his arse.
Both of our bodies went limp from sheer exhaustion and we sat back together. I am still inside him and he is leaning back on my chest.
“I don’t know what this is” he started to speak “But I never want to let you go”.
I leant down and kissed him again, gently this time.
“I am not going anywhere, that’s a promise” I said back to him.
Now I am going to cut the story there and not go into detail about his parents coming home about 20 seconds after that last moment and catching us in their hot tub. But Mav and I had a very confusing and at times heart breaking relationship that spanned a few years. Never officially getting together, we could only ever call what we had, a friendship. But he was my first love and I, his.
If you want to hear more stories about Mav and me, then leave a comment. I have plenty of them!