This is part one of my series. If you don't like the first one, then just say so, and I won't make a sequal.
Just as a note, this story is completely fictional.

Now I'm in High School. I play football for the team (D-back), and from what I've seen in the locker rooms, I have caught up with the other guys. While I do play football, I am not a Jock. A lot of people might call me a prep, but I just consider myself normal, except for the whole gay thing.

Nobody really knew that I was gay, except me. I had known since the first time I had ever masterbated. All I could think about was getting a mouthful from my computer teacher. I thought that i must have been the only gay guy in high school, I would just have to keep it a secret, and live my life as normally as i could. 

That's when I met Andrew. He was the team's quarterback, and damn, he was hot. He was about 5'11, muscular, but thin. He moved from Florida the year before, so he wasn't on the team last year. He had brown hair that covered up his eyebrows, but had very little body hair on his arms and legs. The thing that was the biggest turn-on to me though, had to be his eyes. They were a lightish blue color, but there was something about them, something different, something that showed that there was more to him than what you might think if you only glanced, just something.

We became friends over the season, in fact you might could have called us best friends. We had a lot in common, not only sports, but we both liked the same types of music, and movies, we were both into politics too. I felt closer to him then I did my own brother, I had never known anyone quite like him before.

Towards the end of the season I got to thinking about trying to take it to the next level with him. I really didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I just felt this connection, like he was the one for me.

One day, coach Davis made Andrew and me run laps for talking during drills. I had almost planned on getting caught, so that me and Andrew could be alone after practice. Coach wouldn't let us run together, because he knew it wouldn't be a punishment, so after running alone for about 20 minutes coach told us to hit the showers. 

My heart was pounding! I knew this was my shot! I still wasn't sure if I was going to go through with it though. "That was awful!" Andrew said, "Man I hate coach Davis!" "I don't blame you" I added "He's a real asshole." "You want to catch a movie tonight?" He asked. "Sure" I said. My heart was still pounding I just HAD to go through with it. "What do you want to go s"--- "Can we talk?" I interupted. "Dude, we are talking" He said. "No I mean, can we talk seriously for a second?" I asked. "Sure" he said. "What's up" he said. I knew this was it... so I just asked him...

"Have you felt a connection between us? I mean, more then just friends?" "Like, sexually?" "Maybe a little." He said. That is when i just came out with it. "I've known you for a while, and I just think that it's time we take it to the next level. . . I feel like we're meant for each other, I mean, I know it sounds corny and all, but thats just how I feel, and I wouldn't feel right unless I came clean and told you." I said

It was the worst feeling you could ever have, he just looked at me with those mysterious eyes. "I don't know, he said, this is all just happening to fast." Then he said he had to go and walked out. I was heart-broken. I had just ruined the relationship with the person I cared most about.

All that I could think about on my walk home was him. About the time we had spent together, and about what he must have been thinking. I hoped he could find a way to look past it and carry on our friendship but deep down inside I knew it would never be the same. When I got home, I watched t.v. I still couldn't get him off of my mind. Somewhere during all that I fell asleep. When I woke up it was 9:30. I turned off the t.v. and started to head to the kitchen. That's when the doorbell rang.

I looked through the peephole. It was Andrew. I didn't know what to say, I tried to gather my thoughts. Then I opened the door. "Can I come in?" He asked "Alright" I replied "What's up, its practically the middle of the night" I said. " I was thinking about what you said earlier, when you said that you thought we should be more than just friends. Well... Did you mean it?" He asked. "Yeah" I said " I do too, he said, Sorry for walking out on you, but it was just overwhelming, I needed time to reflect." I felt so relieved that I couldn't believe it. "It's cool" I said. I tried to play it off like it was nothing, but it meant a lot to me, and i mean a lot. I had a lot of friends, but none of them could replace Andrew.

He started moving closer and closer towards me. My heart was racing yet again, and my stomach was in a knot. He kissed me slowly, slipping his tongue in my mouth. I was breathless. It was my first kiss with another guy, and it was with him. After a minute we broke the kiss for air. He took his shirt off. He had such a great body. A nice tan, and perfect abs. He pressed my face against his chest, and I sucked on his small, hard, nipples. Beads of sweat appeared all over his body. He still hadn't taken a shower since football practice. He started to moan softly, as I Layed him down on my sofa. After sucking both nipples, He stood up and took of his pants. He threw them aside and took off his boxers revieling his 7 inch hard-on, more impressive was his massive nutsack. They were huge! He was shaved clean, which I thought was good.

He took the liberty upon himself to take my clothes off. He was definately the alfa-male in the whole sex-thing i could tell, it was just how i would have imagined it being. Again we kissed, this time even longer, after a short break for air he guided my head to his naval. I knew what he wanted and I was going to give it to him. I took his penis into my mouth slowly. There was an incredible smell as I touched my face to his lap, it wasn't describable. I wanted to live in that moment forever. His dick was so big! I bobbed my head up and down on his penis, taking more and more in each time. Soon I found that my face was practically touching his stomach. Before I could get used to having something like that all the way down my throat, he began to tense up and pulsate. He was cumming, and boy, those nuts didn't disappoint! An entire mouthful of salty man juice came squirting into my mouth. I swallowed it all.

After that it was my turn, and he knew it. He told me to take him. "You sure?" I said "Yeah" he replied. I rolled him on his stomach and slowly rubbed his anus with my finger. I slid it in and out gently. His crack was well lubricated with all of the sweat. I put him back on his stomach. I wanted to watch him get off as I popped his cherry. He looked nervous but he assured me he wanted to go through with it. 

I slowly managed to get the head of my shlong into his crack. He was panting and let out a yelp as i did, but he told me to keep going, and slowly i pushed all 6 inches of my meat into his asshole. Six inches might not seem like much, but my dick was a lot thicker than his was. He had tears in his eyes, but, I knew he would get used to it. So I gradually picked up speed and he closed his eyes. He was squinting his face like he had just eaten a lemon or something. After a minute or two, he started to buck into me. That is when I knew it would be okay to go harder. Before long, I was fucking him as hard as I could and he was actually enjoying it. I knew I was about to cum so I pulled my dick out of him and jizzed all over his face. He just looked up at me with those baby blue eyes. He was loving every minute of it, as I was. We layed there quietely for a little while. 

I looked at the clock and it was almost 11:50. "I got to go" he said. We kissed one last time, and this time I had my eyes open. His warm saliva tasted great, and he massaged my mouth with his tongue again. I knew it would be a night that I would remember forever, but that was just the first.