I was in high school when the boy I had had a crush on since Jr. High showed up at the door of my house. Neither of us had told each other that we were gay, but we both knew each other was. 

His name was Jack, and he was tall, slim and cute. He arrived at my doorstep with his reddish black hair spiked up, and he was wearing a pair of jeans and his soccer jersey. He was always hot when I saw him, and I was always turned on by him, but this time, it was an instant erection, bigger than any I have had.

"Hi" I said

"Hey"

"What are you doing here?"

"Well...uh, you want to have sex"

[A pause] "Sure, come in"

I led him up to my room, and almost instantly, we started to make out. While neither of us had ever kissed a guy before, we both thought that we were kissing way hard, and we were both loving it. 

We made out for 5 minutes, and then he started to take my pants off. After his finished mine, I started to take off his. There was a wet spot were the pre-cum had soaked through his underwear to his jeans. I saw his cock for the first time, and it was a perfect as I could have hoped for. 

It was at least 7 inches long, 1.5 inches thick, and was perfect. I was going to lean down to suck it, but he leaned down and put his lips around mine. 

He sucked so hard, his tongue going around the shaft, electric spasms jerking my body around. A rush of energy and pure sexual pleasure, and I felt my semen jetting out faster than ever before.

I moaned loudly as he kept sucking, and then he stopped, looked up, and smiled at me, his smile as sexy as ever.

I leaned down and put my lips around his dick, and worked my tongue as hard as he had worked his on me. His cock tasted great, and the feeling of his cum dribbling down my throat felt great.

I felt him having an orgasm, and them I heard him moan loudly. I stopped sucking, and realized that I had sucked for over 5 minuets. I looked up at his face, and he looked great, his huge orgasmic smile, and the sweat gleaming on his forehead.

"Lay face down on the bed" I commanded. He obeyed quite willingly.

When he lay on the bed, I inserted my cock in his anus, got on top of him, and humped, my body moving swiftly on top of his.

A tingly sensation on my penis overwhelmed me, and it felt really good. After a few minuets of that, I asked him to do it to me. Giving it to him felt great, but getting it from him felt even better.

His soccer jersey was soaked in semen and sweat, as he had forgotten to take it off before we fucked. I peeled it off, showing his rock hard, wonderful abs.

We started to make out again, this time our bodies moving and thrusting against one another. We both moaned. He broke the kiss, and I leaned down and began to kiss his hard, hairless abs. 

I sucked his nipple, which was abnormally large for a guys. He giggled.

"That tickles"

We made out for another hour, and then we both finally collapsed, exhausted. We lay down on the bed, facing each other, our hands on each others still erect cocks. We smiled at each other, his smile again, as sexy as ever. 

"That was great" I said tiredly

"No kidding"

"I'll email you next time I have the house to my self, and we'll do it again. But now, let's get cleaned up"

I led him to the shower, and turned the water on. We got in. I scrubbed him all over, especially his crotch. He did the same for me.

We got dressed, and kissed one last time.

"That jersey is going to take some explaining"

"I'll say I practiced with some friends."

"I love you. This isn't a one time thing"

"You're right. I love you too" he said as he jumped down the stairs. 

That was in high school, when we were both young. Now were roommates in college, and we do it harder, longer, and more often. College life is great.