This is the story of my final year in high school and my first time with another guy. I had a great group of mates in high school, we would spend all weekend together drinking (underage) in clubs and pubs, smoking pot, camping out on the beach or rally driving up in the logging forests. Most Friday and Saturday nights we would spend drinking huge amounts of beer and playing pool at the local returned servicemans club, then all stay at someones house afterwards (playing cards and watching movies untill we crashed out). We were all into surfing and camping (as most young aussie guys are), they knew I was gay because I had told them one drunken night and it was never really an issue for anyone I guess mostly because I have always been a very straight kinda popular guy, always the class clown. Of course they would jokingly give me crap about it occasionally, but never anything serious. I had always known I was attracted to guys, but at that stage had limited myself to just my imaginary love affairs with the hot surfie guys at school (and of course checking out the bulge that those private school pants always seem to provide).

One of my closest mates was Paul, who I pretty much fell in love with the minute I met him, he was beautifull with the most stunning blue eyes and light brown hair. Even though I definitely always had a hard on for him I had resigned myself to just looking as he had a serious girlfriend he had been with for several years and they were very close. We hung out a lot at his place as his mother was pretty easy going and would let us do pretty much anything we wanted. Paul had 2 younger brothers who went to a boarding school in the country, as a result I had never met either of them.

This particular Friday night I was at Pauls place after school and we were getting ready to go to the club to meet the other guys for a few beers when his mother arrived home from the railway station where she had picked up his younger brothers who were coming home for the Easter holidays. I didnt pay too much attention to what was going on untill they walked in the front door and I saw Anthony. He was definitely one of the cutest guys ive ever seen. He was quite short (about 5’6”), golden blonde hair blue eyes, a fantastic surfers tan and had quite a broad muscular kind of build. He was stunning and had the most fantastic friendly smile, his whole face literally beamed when he smiled. He introduced himself, dropped his bag on the floor and shook my hand (smiling even more widely as we shook hands). I felt a kind of buzzing feeling in my stomach as I smiled back in a slightly embarressed way.

Paul interrupted the moment saying “c’mon dude.. we gotta go”, so with that we said goodbye and headed off for the club, telling his mum we would be back pretty late. As we walked we talked and joked around as usual, but I kept thinking about Anthony. Later into the night as the beers flowed and the night rolled on I had pretty much forgotten about him when the call for last drinks came over the PA system. So as we finished up last drinks and decided where we were all going back to Pauls place afterwards (as his place usually had plenty of spare beds due to his brothers being at boarding school), but we had all forgotten they werent at boarding school now. We finally arrived at Pauls and all stumbled inside to find Anthony on the lounge watching MTV, he was pretty much plastered (his mum had gone out on a date and he had been into the home bar since she had left). So we opened up a large bottle of JD that had been hiding in Pauls room and set up the kitchen table for a seaonce (which we sometimes did when we were drunk). Anthony had never seen one before so he was very keen to join in (Paul wasnt keen for his little brother to be hanging with us), but I stood up for him and Paul finally gave in and let Ant join us.

He sat beside me and kept nudging me with his elbow in a cute but mildly annoying and childish way, but he was very funny because he was so drunk. After a few hours it was starting to get a bit boring so Paul said he was going to bed and asked who was sleeping where. Raymond immediately said he was taking the spare bed in Pauls room which left me to either sleep on the lounge or the spare bed in Anthonys room, so I opted for the spare bed in Ants room. Paul said goodnight and stumbled into his room, not long after Raymond said goodnight and followed, leaving just me and Anthony to finish off the bourbon. I went out onto the verandah for a smoke, it was summer and still quite warm even though it was 4am and Anthony followed me outside and asked for a cigarette. We sat together on the step talking while we smoked, I finished mine and lit another one, Anthony finished his and flicked it out into the night. He said he was getting a bit tired and was off to bed, I said I wouldnt be too much longer and sat to finish my cig. After I finished I flicked it out into the yard and walked inside and locked the door. All the bedrooms were upstairs except for Anthonys room which was downstairs (I knew where it was as I had slept in his bed lots of times when he was at boarding school), although I had never realised I was sleeping in a very hot boys bed. I got downstairs and opened his bedroom door, walked inside and closed the door behind me.

He was already in bed with his shirt off, he had broad well tanned shoulders and nice natural pecs which gave me a bit of a hard on. I stripped my shirt off and pulled my jeans off (almost falling over), he must of noticed the bulge in my white CK briefs because as I threw my jeans in the corner and turned back he seemed to be checking me out and smiling more than usual. As I slid myself into the spare bed he said jokingly that he wasnt used to sleeping alone after being at boarding school, I asked if he normally shared his bed with his room mates and he winked at me with a sly smile and said sometimes. “So do you want me to join you?” I asked, expecting him to say he was only joking, but he just nodded his head slyly. So I jumped out of the spare bed and slid into Anthonys bed beside him. He was so warm and smooth, I put my arm under his head and we lay together silently, me caressing his muscular shoulder and arm, and him playing with one of my nipples. After about 15 minutes of just lying in eachothers arms and enjoying eachothers warmth we hadnt touched or seen eachothers cocks and I was going crazy with horniness, and I could tell Ant was too because his free hand kept going under the sheets and adjusting himself and my cock was pounding with anticipation, all I could think about was tasting his hot young cum, and filling him with mine. I felt a bit guilty because he was my best mates little bro, although I kept telling myself its okay because hes old enough to know what he wants (and I got the distinct impression he wasnt new to this.. boarding school in Australia is well known for boy on boy fun). As i was tossing all of these thoughts around in my head Ant suddenly sat himself up and disappeared under the sheets, then I felt my briefs being pulled down around my feet and a fantastic warm feeling around my cock which was now straining to full. His head was moving up and down like an expert and his warm hand cupping my balls while his other hand rubbed up my abs and across my chest. I was moaning slightly, rubbing his back and feeling his beautifully defined lats. He was basically hairless except for around his cock which was cut and about the same size as mine (7” and quite thick), although his dick when hard stood up a lot stiffer than mine (making him look quite boyish and very hot).

He continued sucking on my rod while he moved his ass around to face me (69 position) and his dick was only inches from my mouth, I grabbed his perfectly smooth white ass and pulled him down so i could get his cock in my mouth. I ran my tongue around his smooth warm throbbing knob and down his fat shaft as he moaned softly, sending vibrations down my own dick and making me shiver. His body was turning me on so much, so beautifully defined, yet so young and soft and warm. He stopped and spun around, sitting on my chest with his rock hard dick facing me, he said “fuck Matt... I didnt realise you were so hot and so much fun.. Paul talked about you sometimes but I had no idea what I was missing at home”.. And I admitted to him that I had slept in his bed and jerked off lots of times, he was kind of happy and amused by that (thats the best way I can decribe the look he gave me when I told him). He backed himself down my abs untill my dick was sitting in the crack of his ass, wiggled his ass to settle himself on me and leaned down and kissed me, running his tongue around my mouth like a professional. He put his mouth to my ear and whispered “fuck me dude... please..” I said “are you sure man?”, he nodded enthusiastically, grabbed a small bottle of lube from his bag and rubbed some on his hot young hole and inside his ass. He then covered my pulsing cock in lube and jumped back up onto my chest, lifted his smooth white ass and slowly slid my knob into his tight young hole. He paused for a few minutes to get used to it, while he arched his back and jerked his cock a few times with the lube still on his hands, he then slid himself down a bit and I filled him with more of my cock.

He was so warm inside, I remember thinking I had always been a bit turned off by tongue fucking another guy, but I would definitely eat Ants hole if we had a chance, I felt like I would do anything with this gorgeous boy. He then slid all the way down my entire cock and just sat there for a minute with his cock pointing upwards and that beautifull gleaming smile, he looked like he was in heaven. He leaned down and whispered “fuck me dude... I wanna feel you fill me with your hot cum” and he started grinding his hips back and forth , forcing my cock as far inside him as it could go. He was moaning wildly and jerking his cock so slowly and deliberately, like he was saving every moment. I desperately wanted to cum, I was so horny having this gorgeous young stud with my cock buried deep inside him, but I wanted him to cum first so I held myself from blowing and just concentrated on watching him pleasuring himself and working that hot cock. He started moaning more uncontrollably and his abs started to flex displaying his subtle 6 pac as I rubbed my hands up and down his smooth young torso. Then with a deep grunt his big leg muscles tensed and his cock pulsed several times and he started spraying cum up my chest and on my face, I opened my mouth and caught a few globs of that hot young spunk on my tongue. It tasted better than I imagined and the sight of him spraying cum all over me made me so horny I thrust deep inside him and let loose with my own.

It felt like I came more than I have ever cum before, I shot load after load and watched him flinch with each burst of juice, I knew he could feel me filling his hot ass with my cum and he was loving it. He sat there for several minutes after I finished, his cock limp now but still dripping with cum, he was exhausted, sweaty and so cute. He lifted himself off me and flopped down beside me with his arms around me. There wasnt much to say after that, we each knew that we had enjoyed ourselves so it was better not to complicate things by saying too much so we just cuddled up and sleep the rest of the night. In the morning he was already gone when I woke but my jocks were missing so I guess he wanted a momento to remember the night. We did it again a few times after that when we got the chance, he was a bit like me in a lot of ways, we both loved to get naked and have sex in open places (beaches, parks and public toilets etc) so had a lot of fun in the couple of years before he moved away to go to an interstate university. I still miss him, he was my first love.