First Time or was it

100% fiction!

"You know I like you," He whispered making sure he was not heard. Not that it mattered the tens of fellow students were too engrossed in the weekly permitted movie to care.

"And I know you like me too even if you pretend not to," he added smiling at the younger Noel who was obviously sweating and unsure of how to react to this information.

Noel was young and undergoing his first year at an all boys boarding high school. He was raised by a religious mother, an overly conservative nanny and an agnostic father who provided everything materially but never emotionally. His father had just died before he commenced his high school education. Noel looked at the older boy; eighteen years old, dorm prefect, rugby player and quite popular.

If anything he had learned growing up was to go by, he knew what he was being told was wrong; at least biblically or was it? But he thought of all the times Chris, that was his name, had winked at him or playfully smacked his bum at the gym showers in an overly straight way all boys did and he remembered feeling some sort of excitement. Chris was tall, striking brown eyes, muscular torso, charming smile, smelt of manly musk; if anything his only shortcoming and physical letdown were his chicken legs, but the rest well compensated for them.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Chris whispered.
"What do you want me to say?" Noel asked genuinely at a serious loss of words.
"Tell me you like me. You want to give me a blow-job. You know you do," He said confidently and sneakingly brushing his hand briskly over Noel's thigh.

"You are just joking," Noel replied not sure how serious Chris was or if he was just fooling around as all the boys in school did with homo-erotic talk.
"You think I am," he retorted. "Wait tonight we will see who is the joker. You just wait."

At the same exact moment the hall burst into life. the movie was over. Everyone hustled to leave the hall and get back to their dorms, lights out was in fifteen minutes. Noel turned but Chris was already heading out of the hall.
"He is joking he must be," Noel thought to himself. H e had never kissed anyone let alone touch them or God forbid a blow job. He had failed even at masturbating the one time he tried. He was overly nervous now.

Later, when he lay in his bed, when the lights went off, he thought hard, worried yet somewhat excited. He fell asleep thinking of himself it was all a joke and praying for some sort of guidance to whether it was wrong to think of another man.

He felt something warm on his cheek. Noel was wondering whether it was a dream or not. He then left a soft prickly effect.
"Let's go" Chris commanded in a whisper startling Noel out of his sleep. He got dressed quietly and quickly, making sure he did not wake his three other cubicle mates up and followed Chris out of the door and eventually out of the the dorm.
"Where are we going?" Noel asked once the cold wind slapped him across the face once outside making him realize he was actually doing this.

"Shhhh!" Chris hissed grabbing his arm gently but firmly and dragging him towards the bathroom block.

Chris pulled him into a cubicle and shut the door. The lights were off and they were in a sudden darkness. Noel felt vulnerable but the warmth of Chris body kind of reassured him. He heard Chris struggle with his clothing and when he heard the sound of a buckle hit the floor he knew Chris must be naked. It was no physics test figuring that out.

"Take your clothes off," Chris commanded, the warmth he had in his voice earlier now gone, Noel was not sure whether he liked it or intimidated by it. He obliged and soon he too was naked as a sunny day sky. Naivety took over and even in the dark he found his hands unknowingly covering his penis as if in shame. His eyes were getting accustomed to the dark and he could make out the amazing torso in front of him. He could smell Chris; his musk, cheap soap and some sort of cologne. He suddenly felt under prepared for this particular rendezvous. Chris moved closer and kissed his forehead ever so lightly while caressing his lower back.

"kiss me." Chris commanded tilting Noel's head back and kissing him. It was strange but amazing. Chris' lips were soft and delicious. His mouth tasted of both of salt and something sweet. Minty, definitely minty. Chris grabbed Noel's hand and guided it to his mid section. Noel suddenly had ten inches of thick penis in his dainty hand. He did not know what to do with or to it. But he liked having the hot slab of hard meat there. He was now even more confused.