November 2, 2008
Team Spirit
By
Alex Hawk
The ball snapped from the quarterback’s hand and flew through the air, flying straight and true, directly towards where I was heading, completely free and clear of all opposition. I caught it and ran like mad towards the end zone, some thirty yards away, on my way to my second touchdown of the game.
This was the moment I lived for. I could hear the crowd around me cheering as I ran (well, at least the crowd that supported our team), and felt the blood coursing through my body. It was exhilarating! I never felt more alive than I did when I was on the football field.
Now I was ten yards away… then five… then three…
“TOUCHDOWN!”
The crowd, which had been loud, screamed at the top of their lungs. We were now up 29-6 in the last seconds of the fourth quarter. We’d win our opening game of the season and, with luck, go on to win many, many more.
Now the game had ended. We were all in the locker room where the coach proceeded to congratulate all of us. He then went over some of the errors we’d made, most of which were minor, but minor problems can become major soon. As the coach often said, “Sweat the small stuff before it becomes big stuff.”
My teammates and I all then hit the shower. I stripped down, looking at my naked body, counting the areas were the bruises would start appearing tomorrow. Oh, well. This was the price one paid for glory in Texas high school football.
“Good game, Ramon,” one of my friends, Darcy, said, smacking me on my bare ass as he went past.
“Thanks, man.”
We all got under the water to the usual accompaniment of grab-ass, fag jokes and small dick comments, as well as everyone talking about which cheerleaders they were banging, had banged or had wanted to bang.
I kept myself out these discussions. This was partly because I thought they were stupid, partly because they didn’t interest me and partly because, even though I was already sixteen, I was still a virgin. I’d had any numbers of offers from girls, but I’d always said I was waiting to get married. Catholic upbringing and all that.
I hoped they were more convinced than I was.
I found myself standing next to another boy. He was naked, like everyone else, but had a much smaller, slighter build. He didn’t look like anyone I knew from the team, and I wondered who he was. After a bit, I figured out that he must be Jamie Munoz, the boy who was playing Arnie the Armadillo, the mascot of Samuel James McRory High School. Part of my mind noticed that he had a really nice body for a lowly fourteen-year-old freshman.
Jamie saw me looking at him and smiled shyly. “Hey.”
“Hey,” I said with a nod. “You’re the mascot, right?”
“Yeah. You’re Ramon Santiago, right?”
“Yep.”
“Good game today.”
“Thanks.”
My eyes drifted down his body, taking notice of his circumcised penis. I was cut, too, like most of the other boys in the class. It was one way to tell if a Hispanic boy was born in the USA or in Mexico, Columbia, Panama, Nicaragua, El Salvador, Peru, Argentina or any of the number of other shithole countries our ancestors came from.
Jamie must’ve seen me looking cause he looked a little embarrassed and said, “So… you were born here, too?”
I laughed a little. “Yeah. My great-great grandparents came here back around 1900. You?”
“My mom came from Tampico but my dad was born in Houston. His family came here just before the Mexican-American War.”
“Cool.”
“Yeah.”
I laughed again. “Kinda weird when you can tell where someones from by how their dick looks.”
Jamie laughed, too, and I saw his penis twitching. Looked like he was getting hard. He turned around and made a show of rinsing himself off as he said, “Yeah, it’s weird.”
For some reason my own penis was getting hard, too, so I turned and washed myself off, not wanting to put up with any fag jokes sent my way. I knew I probably wouldn’t be getting in the way of any since I’d scored two of our touchdowns, but still.
Once I was done with the shower I got out and got dressed, watching as Jamie walked over to his own locker to do the same. He seemed like a nice enough kid. I’d never really talked with anyone who was with the team but not on the team.
When everyone was ready we went out to the team bus to ride back from Rostov, where we’d been playing the Rostov High School Rangers, back to our small, but nice, hometown of McRory, Texas. They were our arch-rivals and it was always nice to be able to hand them their ass in a sack.
“Hey, Jamie,” I called out to the other boy as he got on the bus. “Come sit with me.”
“Oh, hey, cool, thanks, Ramon.”
As Jamie sat down next to me, the coach got on, did a quick head count and told the driver to get us on the road. It was a two-hour trip back home. We could, of course, have ridden home with our friends and families since they’d come out to watch us play, but the coach preferred us to ride to and from the games together.
“So is this your first year at SJM?” I asked.
“Yeah. I’d played the mascot in junior high, and it seemed like a natural progression.”
“Cool. You’re good at it.”
Jamie sighed. “I wish I was good at football. That’d be much better.”
“Well, yes, football is better,” I said with a solemn nod.
“Not THAT much better,” Jamie replied.
“You ever played football?”
“You ever been a mascot?”
“Ok, point made.”
“I thought so.”
The two of us spent a bit more time talking, but eventually we both drifted off to sleep. When I woke up I could see the lights of McRory in the distance. There were only about 3,000 people in our town, but it was home.
I looked at Jamie, who was still sleeping. His head was resting on my shoulder. I stayed very still, not wanting to wake him up and feeling an odd sensation in my stomach as I looked at him. For some reason having him resting against me like this felt really, really nice.
I shook my head and then shook his shoulder. “Hey, Jamie. Wake up.”
“Huh?” He sat up and looked around. “Oh, we’re home.”
“Yeah.”
As Jamie gathered his stuff together and the rest of the bus began to wake up around us, he said, “Hey, you doing anything tomorrow night?”
I shook my head. “Why?”
“You wanna come hang out at my place? We can play Madden on my PS2. I’ll show you how to REALLY play football.” He grinned a slightly crooked grin.
“Oh, you will, will you?” I said with a laugh. The hierarchy of high school football was such that I shouldn’t have been hanging out with our mascot, but if I couldn’t get away with whatever I wanted to after scoring two touchdowns in our season opener then I wouldn’t ever be able to do anything. Besides, all the other guys on the team would be partying all weekend, which held little to no interest for me, so I said, “Sure, sounds good.”
Jamie and I traded phone numbers and addresses, then got off the bus, splitting up as we headed off to meet our parents. Mine were waiting with my dad’s antique Packard that was his pride and joy. I hugged my mom, ruffled my sister’s hair and shook my dad’s hand. Then we got going.
Once I was at home I stripped naked and looked at myself in my bedroom mirror. Yeah, there was the bruises, starting to form up. I sighed. I was going to be very, very sore tomorrow. I took a moment to hop into the shower again and then went to bed.
Jamie, I thought to myself. I didn’t think anything in particular, I just thought of him. He seemed… interesting. A very nice boy. I looked forward to getting to spend tomorrow night at his place.
Then I reached under the blanket and took my penis in my hand, fondling myself into hardness and then starting to masturbate in earnest. Usually I thought about what it was going to be like when I fucked my wife on our wedding night. After all, I wasn’t going to be having sex before that point, so why think about it with anyone else?
But my mind’s eye kept focusing past my would-be wife and over to my memories of Jamie in the shower. Ok, to be honest, I’d masturbated before while picturing guys in the shower. It used to really worry me, but I’d read some books that said it was normal for boys to think about other boys sometimes, so I stopped being concerned.
Since Jamie was what my mind wanted to think about, I let it, remembering what he had looked like while the soapsuds ran down him. When I climaxed it was while thinking about his penis hardening as the water cascade down onto his naked body.
When I was done cumming, I cleaned up my sperm from my chest and, gradually, drifted off to sleep with images of Jamie dancing in my head.
* * *
All through the next day, I focused on the fact that I was going to be visiting Jamie that evening. I really couldn’t wait! I kept telling myself that I was looking forward to some video game playing, and that was true, but I knew that there was something else there. I couldn’t, wouldn’t, say what it was, but it was there.
When the evening finally rolled around, I almost spirited out the door, taking my bike out of the garage (I usually drove my Mom’s car, but she was out), and riding as fast as I could towards Jamie’s place. I’d never been there, but McRory wasn’t exactly a big town, so it wasn’t hard to find. When I got there, I parked my bike and knocked.
“Oh, hey, Ramon,” Jamie said as he answered the door.
“Hey, dude,” I said, shaking hands with him.
Jamie let me in the house and introduced me to his parents and his little sister. They all seemed pretty nice. Then we went up to his bedroom, my eyes drifting down onto his ass as we walked up the stairs. What the hell was I checking him out for? What was wrong with me?
Once in Jamie’s bedroom we settled down and started playing Madden on his PS2. Despite my skills at real life football, I really, really sucked at video game football. I gave it my best effort, but he still wound up beating me in four out of five games.
“That was pretty cool,” Jamie said with a grin after he beat me in the fifth game. “You know, you really suck.”
“Thanks,” I replied, sticking my tongue out at him. “I’ll get my revenge, just you wait.”
“Uh-huh. Not in this game you won’t.”
“Ha.”
After that we went downstairs to eat dinner. Spaghetti and meatballs. Jamie’s mother was a pretty good cook. My mom’s idea of cooking was something that came in a box, but Jamie’s mom had actually made the pasta herself, which was pretty cool. I didn’t even know you could do that. Tasted real nice, too.
When dinner was over we went back upstairs and played some more Madden. Jamie was right about me not getting my revenge on him through that came. I’d have to find another way, I guessed.
Eventually we settled down to sleep. Jamie insisted on giving me his bed and taking the floor. I wouldn’t hear of it.
“You’re a guest. You get the bed,” was his simple reply.
I shook my head, still standing fully dressed by his bed. “I’m not going to make you sleep on the floor in your own bedroom.”
“But that’s how we do it when I have guests. They get the bed, I take the floor.”
I shook my head again. “No. I’m not going to make you sleep on the floor. Look,” I continued as an idea hit, “this bed is big enough for us both. Why don’t you just sleep up here with me?”
“Uh… well…”
“Either that or I get onto the floor with you.”
Jamie laughed and shrugged. “I guess I can do that. Not a big deal, and, to be honest, the floor isn’t very comfortable.”
I laughed. “Yeah, I thought so.”
“Well, if you really don’t mind?”
“I don’t.”
“Ok.” Jamie stopped arranging his bedding on the floor and then began to strip. Once he was down to his underwear he got into bed, my eyes roaming all over his body as he did so. Oh, god, why was I checking him out?
“You getting’ in here or not?”
“Sure, sure.” I turned away from him as I undressed, and switched off his light as soon as I could. I didn’t want him to see my erection tenting out the front of my underwear. Then I got into bed with Jamie, staying as far away from his nearly naked body as I could, though that was the last thing I really wanted to do.
“This is kinda weird, Ramon,” Jamie said after a moment, a little giggle in his voice.
“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever slept with anyone before.”
Jamie laughed. “No, not that. I’ve done that lots of times with my ex. I mean sleeping in my underwear. I haven’t done that since I was a little kid.”
“Oh? What do you usually wear when you sleep?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh.” I was quiet for a moment. “Yeah, me, too.” Then a thought hit. “Wait. What do you mean sleeping with your ex?”
“Oh.” I could almost hear Jamie blushing. “Uh… well… uh… she… and I… well, we slept together a lot.”
“JUST sleep?” I asked, my heart racing.
“Uh… no. No, we… we had sex, too…”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
I digested this. “Damn. I hate you. I’m still a virgin.”
Jamie laughed a slightly nervous sounding laugh. “Yeah, well. Sex kicks ass, that’s for sure.”
I reached down and adjusted my erect penis, giving it a couple slow strokes. “Yeah, I bet.” After a moment I said, “Well… if you wanna sleep naked, I don’t really care.”
“You don’t?”
“Not really. I mean, it’s your bed.”
“Oh. Well… if you don’t care?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Ok.” I felt Jamie squirming around next to me and then his hand came up. “Set these on the floor for me, ok?”
I took his underwear from him and said, “Ok,” my penis jumping, as I set them down on the floor. They were warm to the touch.
“You can take yours off, too, if you want.”
“Uh… well, ok.” I got out of my underwear and tossed them onto the floor next to Jamie’s.
“Ah,” he said with a sigh. “That’s much better. I never saw the point of wearing clothes to bed.”
“Me, either.” I gave my penis another couple tugs. “So… you really had sex?”
“Yeah.”
“How many times?”
“I don’t know. A lot. At one point during the summer we were doing it two or three times a day.”
“Damn! Now I REALLY hate you!”
Jamie laughed. “Yeah, it was some seriously good sex.”
“Was she your first?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. How did you get her to do it?” I asked, tugging a little more while I pictured Jamie naked and fucking some lucky girl.
“Uh… well, you know. The usual way I’d guess. We’d gone out a couple times and, uh, she wasn’t a virgin, so it wasn’t like it was a big deal for her.”
“Cool.”
“Yeah.”
“What’s it feel like?” I asked, stroking myself a little more.
“Oh, it’s the best thing you can imagine!”
“I don’t know. I can imagine pretty good.”
Jamie laughed. “Well, I promise it’s better than that.”
“Wow.” I continued to masturbate slowly, picturing Jamie with a girl.
“Ramon?” Jamie said after a moment.
“Yeah?”
“Are you… jerking off?”
I froze completely. “Uh… no. Why would you ask that?”
“Well… I thought I felt you moving around a little.”
“Oh.”
“If you were it’s not a big deal,” he said quickly. “I mean, I got pretty hard thinking about the sex I used to have.”
“Yeah, it sounds like it was pretty hot.”
“So were you?” Jamie prompted after a moment.
“Uh… was I jerking off?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, a little,” I said, glad the darkness hid my blushing. “Sorry.”
“No, it’s cool. I don’t really care.”
“You don’t?”
“No, go ahead. As long as you don’t mind if I do it, too.”
“Sure, I don’t care.” I began stroking my penis a little more enthusiastically now, turned on by the fact that Jamie was doing the same thing.
“Ah, that feels good,” he said after a bit.
“Yeah.”
“You ever jerk off with another guy before?” I asked.
“Yeah, one of my cousins. He’s the one who taught me how to do it.”
“Oh, cool.”
“Yeah.”
As my hand kept moving enthusiastically along my penis, I heard Jamie say, “You know what else?”
“Huh?”
“A couple times he and I even… well… promise not to tell anyone?”
“Ok.”
“Well… a couple times he and I even jerked each other off.”
“Oh,” I said after a moment, trying hard not to cum at that image.
“Yeah.”
“What was that like?”
“It was pretty fucking cool, actually. Having someone else do it to you is loads better than doing it to yourself.”
“Sounds like it would be.”
“Hey, Ramon?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I ask you something?”
Oh, god. Would he ask me to… could he ask me to… what would I say if he… oh, god! “Uh, sure.”
“Do you wanna… you know… try doing that?”
“Jerking each other?”
“Yeah.”
I swallowed hard, my mouth going dry as my heart raced. “Well…” I swallowed again. “I guess we can… if you want to. But don’t tell anyone, ok?”
“I won’t,” Jamie said softly.
“Ok. How do we… you know?”
“Like this.” I felt Jamie’s hand brushing against mine. “Let go.”
I released my penis and a moment later felt Jamie’s hand wrap around it. I sucked in my breath as he started slowly stroking me. It felt far better than anything I’d ever done before. It was so far past masturbating myself it wasn’t even funny! Oh, god, it was wonderful.
“Does that feel good?” Jamie whispered.
“Yeah…”
He pulled the blanket off our nude bodies. “Do me, too.”
“Ok.” Without thinking I reached out, feeling my fingers brush against Jamie’s thigh. Just as I processed that I felt them brush against something both hard and soft and warm and wonderful. Jamie’s penis. I ran my fingers along it for a moment and them wrapped them around the shaft, stroking slowly.
“Yeah… that’s good… you’re doing good…”
“Thanks,” I whispered.
I couldn’t believe I was really doing this. Here I was, masturbating another boy while he masturbated me. I knew it was wrong. Father Manuel would probably call it a mortal sin. Nothing that felt this good could just be a venal sin. Man, if that wasn’t a Catholic thought, I didn’t know what was.
“Go faster,” Jamie said softly.
“You, too,” I whispered back as I began stroking him faster.
A couple silent minutes went by and then Jamie said, “Dude… keep doing that and I’ll cum soon…”
“Me, too…”
“I bet I can make you cum before you make me cum…”
“You’re on…”
We began masturbating each other faster and faster, each trying to give the other an orgasm first. I tried desperately to hold back from cumming, but I knew that I was pretty well doomed. Jamie was just too good at what he did.
“Oh… oh, god… oh, Jamie… I’m… cumming…”
“Me, too… oh… oh, god…”
I felt Jamie’s penis start kicking in my hand as mine did the same in his, my sperm spurting out all over my stomach, chest and Jamie’s hand as his did the exact same thing to me. It was weird knowing that I had another guy’s sperm on my hand. It felt really warm and kind of cool, actually.
“Dude,” Jamie said, breathing hard. “Fuck, that was hot…”
“Yeah…” I replied, aware that we were still both holding each other’s penis. “You got a towel or something?”
“Yeah, but I got a better way to clean up.”
“Oh?”
Jamie pulled his hand off my penis. I watched in the faint light from the window as he lifted his hand to his mouth and, before my startled eyes, licked my sperm off it.
“Oh,” I whispered.
Then Jamie reached down and pulled my hand up to his mouth, licking all his sperm off from it, getting it nice and clean. The feeling of his tongue against my skin was enough to make me wanna cum again.
“But… what about…”
Before I could finish the question, Jamie moved his head down and started licking my sperm from my chest, then down onto my stomach. Then just as I started to make sense of that, I felt a delicious, wet warmth surround my penis. Something rasped along the shaft and tip for a moment and then was gone as Jamie laid back down next to me.
“There,” he said into the silence. “All clean.”
“Yeah…”
“Do you wanna help clean me off?”
“I… uh… I…”
Jamie shrugged after a moment. “Don’t worry about it.” He grabbed a towel from the side of the bed and wiped his sperm off his body and penis, then tossed it aside.
As Jamie pulled the blanket back over us I finally found my voice again. “Jamie?”
“Yeah?”
“That was… that was your mouth on… my dick… right?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh.”
“You’re not mad are you?” he asked me after a moment.
“No.”
“Ok.”
“Jamie?”
“Yeah?”
“You’re gay, aren’t you.”
Silence. Then, “Yeah.”
“That wasn’t a girlfriend, was it?”
“No.”
“Oh.”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lied to you, Ramon.”
“No, it’s cool.”
“So you’re not mad or anything?”
“No, I’m not.” Just confused, I thought to myself.
“Ok. Well… good night.”
“Good night.”
It was quite some time before I was able to get to sleep. Jamie was gay? And I’d masturbated with him. Did that make me gay, too? No, that made no sense. I wanted to fuck girls, I really did! So if that was the case, then why did I let him do that to me, and why did I jerk him off? I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but it felt so wonderful.
Horribly confused I eventually drifted off to a fitful sleep.
* * *
I woke up the next morning, still laying naked next to Jamie. He was still fast asleep, laying on his side with one arm draped over my chest. I got instantly hard looking at him with his delicate features. He looked really beautiful, I could admit that. Almost like a girl, but not quite.
Jamie must’ve felt me looking at him. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled a wonderful smile.
“Oh. Hey.”
“Hey.”
He ran his hand up my chest. “Did you sleep ok?”
“Yeah, I slept fine. Did you?”
“Oh, yeah. I haven’t slept this good since I was going out with Spence.”
“Who?”
“My boyfriend.”
“Oh.” Did this mean he thought I was his boyfriend now? What the hell did I say to that?
“You wanna see how I used to always wake him up?”
“Ok.”
Jamie grinned and ducked his head under the blanket. At first I wondered what he had in mind, but it wasn’t long before I had my answer as I felt that strange, wonderful, wet warmth around my penis again.
“Oh, god,” I whispered, placing a hand on the back of Jamie’s head as I got my first ever blowjob.
Jamie lifted his head up from under the blanket. “This your first blowjob?”
“Yeah…”
“Ok. Let me know before you cum.”
“Ok.”
Jamie pulled the blanket back and I watched as he settled his mouth back down around my penis again. Now I had the visual stimulation of watching him sucking me. It was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen, watching as he jerked me while licking his tongue along the shaft, tickling the tip and then back all the way down onto me. It was wonderful! If what we’d done last night was a mortal sin, I couldn’t even imagine how much penance I’d have to do for this!
After about three minutes, I whispered, “Jamie…? I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum soon…”
Jamie, rather than pulling off me like I’d expected him to, started going even faster, and slipped his mouth completely around my penis. It was obvious he expected me to shoot into his mouth, and even if I’d not wanted to, there was no way I could stop it. I let out a loud moan as my sperm began firing off into him, his throat working to swallow as much as he could as I came inside his mouth.
Jamie kept working my penis until I was completely done cumming, then he pulled off me and moved back up lay next to me, a grin on his face.
“So how was your first blowjob, Ramon?”
“That… that was… great…” I managed to say.
“Good.” Then he laid on his back and started quickly stroking his penis. I wondered if I should offer to do it for him, but before I could he started gasping and I
watched as his sperm sprayed out across his smooth, nearly hairless body. It was so cool!
After he was done cumming, Jamie licked his hand clean then wiped up the rest of his sperm. He slapped me on the thigh and said, “Come on, let’s get some breakfast.”
“Ok.”
Jamie started chatting while we began to get dressed, my mind seriously spinning. I needed to get away and do some thinking about everything that had happened. I didn’t really have a problem with it, per se, I just needed to think about it.
Just before we went into the hallway, I said, “Hey, listen, Jamie. I’d love to eat something, but I really should get home.”
“Oh, ok.” He looked very disappointed, but simply grinned and said, “Well, I had a fun night.”
“Me, too.”
“And a really fun morning.”
I laughed a little nervously. “Yeah, me, too.”
“Ok. Well, get your stuff. I’ll walk you downstairs.”
“Ok.”
I grabbed my stuff and we walked down to the front door. When we were there, I said, “Well, thanks for everything.”
“You’re welcome.”
Before I could leave, Jamie put his arms around me, hugging me tight. I figured that wasn’t any big deal and returned the hug.
Then I became aware of Jamie looking into my eyes as I looked into his. I swallowed a little as he moved his face forward and pressed his mouth against mine.
Before I really knew what I was doing, I’d opened my mouth, and our tongues brushed against one another. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was without a doubt the best.
Then it hit me that I was kissing another boy! I quickly pulled away.
“Uh… I gotta go. I really gotta go. I’m sorry. I’ll… I’ll see you… later.” I mumbled and dashed outside, hopping onto my bike and pedaling away at full speed. I didn’t even slow down until I was back at my house, where I, barely, parked my bike and flew upstairs to my bedroom, closing and locking my door, then leaning up against it and breathing hard.
What the hell had I just done? I’d jerked off another boy, let him blow me and then kissed him! I knew he was gay, did this mean I was, too? I didn’t wanna be gay! I couldn’t be gay! I liked girls! How the hell could I be gay if I liked girls?! That didn’t make any sense!
Wait, I knew what was wrong. I hadn’t fucked any girls yet. Yeah, that was the problem. My virginity was making me act out in weird ways. Right. I knew how to fix that. I reached for the phone.
“Hello?”
“Jack? Hey, it’s Ramon.”
“Oh, hey, Ramon. What up?”
“You still having that party tonight?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
“Is Melissa Sanchez going to be there?”
“Fuck, dude, of course she is. She’s hot for your ass, you know.”
“Yeah, I know. Am I still invited?”
“What? You, Ramon Santiago, you’re actually going to come to one of my parties?”
“Yeah, sure. What the hell. I’ve been cooped up too long,” I lied.
“Well, yeah. Sure. Fuck, come on over. It’ll rock. I’ll let Melissa know you’re coming.”
“Ok, cool. Nine o’clock, right?”
“Yeah. See ya then!”
“Sure. Bye!”
Right, I thought as I hung up. That was that. Melissa would “straighten” me out. At the very least it’d help me block out the look on Jamie’s face as I ran away.
I hoped.
* * *
Jamie called a couple times before I left for the party, but I blew him off. I didn’t really want to talk with him right now. Well, actually, I DID want to. I wanted to spend time with him more than anything, but that was the problem. I knew I had to nip this thing in the bud. I’d go to the party, get laid by Melissa, or some other girl, and that’d be the end of that. Then I could just be friends with Jamie, and that would be sweet.
I ducked into the shower, getting myself as clean as I could. I even took the time to trim down my pubic hair a little, cause I knew from looking at other guys in the locker room, and talking to some, that girls liked it short.
Then before I got dressed I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, admiring my nude body, knowing this was the last time I’d see myself as a virgin. I looked pretty decent. Playing football had it’s good points, though I still had some of the bruises from the game the other night. That was ok. I figured Melissa wouldn’t care. Jamie sure hadn’t.
As I thought about Jamie my penis went from soft to completely hard in about three seconds. God, what we’d done last night had been SO INCREDIBLE. I knew it was wrong, but I REALLY wanted to do it again! Fuck, though, screwing Melissa would take care of that, I was pretty sure.
My mom was willing to let me borrow the car. It was a school night, but my grades were good enough that she trusted me to do what I needed to make sure I got enough sleep and everything for the next morning.
Jack’s house was on the other side of town from mine, so it was about a ten minute drive, but that was ok cause it gave me time to calm myself down and pump myself up for my plans tonight. I was gonna get laid! Laid for real! THAT was cool as fuck!
The party was already in full swing by the time I got there. I had to park nearly a block away and walk in. That was ok, though. Nothing was going to stop my from accomplishing my goals tonight!
“Oh, hey, dude, welcome,” Jack said, greeting me as I walked in.
“Hey,” I said, shaking his hand.
“Have a beer,” he said, tossing me one.
“Thanks.” I popped it open and drank it down. “Where’s Melissa?”
Jack laughed. “You’re hot to trot, huh? She’s in the kitchen, I think.”
“Cool.” I downed another beer and walked towards the kitchen.
I spotted Melissa right away. She was standing near the fridge, talking with Jake Benet, one of the players on the McRory High basketball team. Basketball was ok, but it wasn’t football.
She must’ve seen me coming, because she quickly ditched Jake and walked over to me. “Hey! Ramon! Jack said you’d be here tonight.”
“Of course. Would I ever miss something like this?”
She giggled. She was pretty cute, I guessed. She was sixteen, like me, and one of the cheerleaders. From what I’ve heard of her, she didn’t REALLY have any interest in cheering. She just liked being near the athletes because she liked screwing them. Very liberal with her affections. Really popular around the school. When the guys talked about what girl they’d most like to fuck, her name came up most often.
Melissa put her arms around me and kissed me on the cheek. “Well, I’m happy. I’ve wanted to see more of you.”
“How much more?” I asked with a slightly forced smile.
“Oh, everything I can,” she said, reaching down to cup my crotch as she kissed me on the mouth. It wasn’t as good as the kiss from Jamie, I couldn’t help but notice. “You wanna go upstairs?” she asked when she broke the kiss.
“Sure.”
She took me by the hand and led me away, making sure to blow kisses at her cheerleader friends as she walked by them. I could see looks of jealously on their faces. That made me feel kinda cool. It was nice to be wanted, especially by girls.
“Jack, we’re going to your bedroom!” she called out as we walked past him.
Jack laughed. “Don’t get cum on my bed, dude!”
“Oh, it’s all going somewhere else,” I said with a forced laugh. That got a howl of laughter from my teammates and even from Melissa as she led me up the stairs.
We went past two other rooms and the bathroom. In all three I heard the sounds of sex. In the bathroom, which had a door open, I could see one of the boys from my school, a mere fourteen-year-old freshman, I knew, just like Jamie, pants and underwear around his ankles as he was enthusiastically slamming into some girl from behind. He had a nice looking ass, I noticed briefly, then forced my brain away.
Melissa grabbed my ass. “You’re going to be doing that in a bit.”
“Cool,” I said with slightly forced enthusiasm.
Once we were in Jack’s bedroom, Melissa shut the door.
“Well… here we are,” she said with a feral grin.
“Yep!”
“So… what do you wanna do, Ramon?” she asked, advancing towards me.
“What are my options?”
“Hmmm… sex, fucking and screwing.”
“That sounds doable,” I replied, hoping I sounded more confident than I felt.
Melissa put her arms around me and started kissing me again as she began tugging at my shirt, pulling it off and over my head. She then began kissing my nipples and unbuckling my belt. Waves of pleasure washed over me. Yeah, I told myself, this is MUCH better than it had been with Jamie!
Once she had my belt unbuckled, Melissa reached inside my boxers and pulled out my penis. “Oooo… nice! Nothing like a little chorizo!” she said as she wrapped her mouth around me.
I laughed a little. It wasn’t a horrible joke. I’d have to keep that in mind next time Jamie was… no, wait. That would NEVER happen again.
As she blew me, Melissa began tugging my pants and boxers down. Once they were off my body, I stepped out of them, leaving me totally naked with a girl for the first time. She didn’t seem at all disappointed, moving one hand back to cup my ass as she sucked while she used the other to jerk me off while she sucked on me some more.
After a bit, Melissa stood up and pushed me down onto Jack’s bed. Then she pulled her t-shirt and bra off, followed quickly by her skirt and panties. She then straddled me at the waist and started kissing me.
“God, you’re fucking hot, Ramon,” she whispered.
“Thanks,” I whispered, kissing her back. I felt my penis nuzzling against something strange and wet with her breasts pressing against my chest.
Melissa pulled back a little. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question.
“Well… yeah.”
She grinned. “Cool. I’m gonna get the cherry of the best football player in Texas!”
I laughed, a little more sincerely than before. Melissa may have been a major slut, but she was pretty nice, too. “Well, I’m not THAT good.”
“Oh, I say you are.” She grinned and ground her hips against me, rubbing the tip of my penis even more against that weird, damp spot. “And since I’m the one on top, that means what I say goes.”
“Well, if you insist,” I said with a smile. “So what goes next?”
Melissa grinned even wider. “Your virginity.” With that she reached back and took hold of my erection. She raised her body up a little, and then began to lower herself down as a warm, tight, wetness enveloped me. Looking down I could see only the base of my shaft. There was no doubt. My no-longer virgin sixteen-year-old penis was now buried completely inside Melissa’s sixteen-year-old vagina. I was OFFICIALLY getting laid!
“Oooo… that’s nice,” she said, smiling at me. “You like?”
“Oh, yeah…” I said with a grin. It wasn’t even a lie! At least… not entirely. It DID feel good, but it didn’t feel… right… somehow.
“Let’s roll over, ok? I wanna see you fuck me,” she whispered.
“Alright.”
It was surprisingly easy to keep my penis inside her vagina as I rolled us over. Once Melissa was comfortably on her back, I steadied myself on top of her and began to slowly thrust like I’d seen people in porn films do. It felt really good, I could certainly admit that! Not quite as… no, no. It was better than the blowjob from Jamie. Yes, it had to be better! It was a girl, after all!
“Oh, yeah,” Melissa whispered, placing one hand on my shoulder and the other on my ass. “Oh, damn, you’re a hot fuck.”
“Thanks.”
I closed my eyes as I fucked, trying to cum, even though I didn’t feel like an orgasm was anywhere near. Oh, fucking Melissa felt good. Really good! But I didn’t think it was going to get me off.
There was a sudden, bright flash and blue orbs danced in front of my vision. I blinked repeatedly to clear my vision as I looked over at the door to see Jack standing there with a camera and a big grin.
“Good, we’ve got profile, now full face!” he said with a laugh.
I rolled my eyes. “Fuck you, Jack.”
“Can’t. You’re fucking Melissa. Bye!” He took two more pictures then shut the door and walked off. I rolled my eyes.
“Sorry, he’s an idiot sometimes,” I said to Melissa.
“Don’t need to tell ME,” she replied. “He’s a lousy lay, too.”
I laughed and started thrusting again, doing my best to regain my rhythm and trying to cum as soon as I could. I didn’t know why it was taking me so long. Usually when I jerked off I could come as quick as I needed to. I mean, I was losing my virginity! Nothing should be better than this! I should have no problems cumming! Heck, with Jamie I certainly had no problems!
Jamie… god, that had been hot, I thought, thrusting faster. God, the sex with Jamie, and that was certainly what was, sex, had been SO wonderful! The feeling of his mouth on me! Watching him lick up my sperm! And that kiss! OH, GOD, that kiss!
Suddenly I started grunting as my penis began twitching inside Melissa’s vagina. I tried hard to divert my thoughts onto anything other than the feeling of the blowjob from Jamie as I came, but it was no good. My sperm simply splashed into her waiting body as my mind spun with images of Jamie.
As I came down from my orgasm, I kept myself inside Melissa, breathing hard and trying to recover, trying to sort out what my brain was trying to tell me about what had happened with her. And what had happened with Jamie.
“THAT was good,” Melissa said kissing me. “You’re a great lay, Ramon. You sure that was your first time.”
“Yeah…” I rolled off and out of her, my penis slipping smoothly out of her vagina. “I would’ve remembered any others.”
She laughed. “Yeah, probably.”
“Thank you,” I said after a bit. “That was fun.”
She laughed some more. “Glad you liked it!” She wiggled her hips. “You wanna go again?”
I didn’t REALLY want to, but I figured I probably should, just to make sure of what I was beginning to suspect, and, after all, my penis, which hadn’t really softened much since I’d withdrawn it from Melissa’s vagina, was hardening up really nice at the very thought. It HAD felt good, after all. “Sure,” I said with a grin.
“Cool.” She laid on her back and spread her legs wide.
I got between her legs and looked at the confusing layout I was presented with. Oh, well. I figured if I could throw a pass halfway across a field, I could find the right place to stick myself in. I probed with the tip until I found that warm wetness again, and then pushed forward, watching as my penis sank into her vagina. It was a pretty cool sight to see, that I’d admit. Plus it was just basically cool the way we fit together.
“Mmmmm… yeah…” Melissa whispered. “Wow, I could get used to this!”
“Cool,” I said with a smile as I started fucking again.
As I fucked Melissa the second time, my brain drifted more and more onto Jamie, and then onto some of the other boys I’d seen, like the ones I’d seen naked in the locker room, and the boy I’d seen fucking earlier tonight. He had a cute ass, I could admit now.
Jamie had a really cute ass, too. I started wondering what it would be like to fuck him. If he’d had a boyfriend, he’d probably been fucked several times. I’d bet it’d feel really nice inside of him. And since he’d blown me, maybe I should blow him, too! Damn! What would THAT be like?
I started fucking faster and faster, dimly aware of Melissa moaning underneath me. She was obviously enjoying the sex, and so was I, but mostly only because I kept thinking about Jamie while I was fucking her.
Then Melissa let out a really loud moan, and her vagina began contracting repeatedly around my thrusting erection, which caught me completely off guard. It looked almost like she was having an orgasm! I didn’t know for sure, but it felt good, whatever it was, and it was enough to push me over the edge, my penis pulsing as my sperm shoot into her vagina once again.
Once I was done, I wasted no time rolling off her, my rapidly softening penis slipping out of her vagina. We laid there next to each other, breathing hard.
“Damn,” she said. “You’re a fine lay… for a gay boy…”
“What?!” I said in an indignant tone. I tried to sit up, but I was too exhausted.
“You’re gay,” she said simply. “I could tell from the moment I met you. You never look at any of the girls in school, you always shield away from me and when you were fucking me, your brain was clearly elsewhere.”
“NONE of which means I’m gay,” I pointed out. “If I was gay, I wouldn’t have fucked you tonight.”
“Yes, you would. If you wanted to prove you were straight.”
I stared at her, dumbfounded. “What the… how the fuck do you know this shit?”
“So you ARE gay.”
“I never said that.”
She laughed. “Ramon, you think you’re the first boy I’ve been with? You’re not. I’ve had at least two other boys who were trying to ‘turn straight’ by fucking me.”
“Did it work for them?”
“No. Did it work for you?”
I was quiet for several seconds. Then in a low, quiet voice, I whispered, “No.”
“I thought as much.” She had a somewhat smug look on her face.
“Melissa, please don’t tell anyone!” I pleaded.
“Don’t worry, Ramon. Your secret is safe with me.”
“Thank you.”
“So what set this off? You fooled around with another guy?”
“Yeah.”
She nodded. “That sounds about right.”
“So you’re not mad at me or anything?”
Melissa snorted. “Fuck, no. Look, straight or gay, you’re one of the best lays I’ve ever had. Not to many guys make me cum the second time they fuck a girl. I’m just disappointed I won’t ever get to again.”
I laughed a little. “Yeah, well… I think I’m going to end up with a boyfriend.”
“Good. But if you break up with him and need to get your rocks off? Remember me.”
I laughed again. “I will, I promise!”
“Good. And feel happy that Jack took those photos of you. It means if anyone says you’re gay, you can just point that out to them.”
“Hey, yeah!” I said, perking up.
She smiled. “Well, if you’re not in the mood to fuck me again…?”
It was clearly an invitation. I shook my head.
Sighing, Melissa said, “Oh, well. We should get dressed, then. I hope your new boyfriend appreciates what he gets with you.”
I smiled. “I think he will.”
The two of us got dressed and went downstairs, amidst many a catcall and wolf whistle. I smiled and took my bows before my friends, most of whom knew that I’d been a virgin. Now in the space of an hour, I’d fucked the best girl in school and figured out I was gay. If THAT didn’t mess with your head, nothing would!
After that, I gave Melissa a goodbye kiss and left the party, planning to head home. Halfway there it occurred to me that I had another stop that I needed to make. It was only a bit before ten-thirty. I could do what I needed to, then go home. I drove to my destination, got out, knocked on the door and waited.
Jamie answered.
“Oh! Ramon! Hey! Uh-”
Before he could get any farther, I put my arms around him and pulled him close to me, pressing my mouth to his and giving him the best kiss I could ever possibly imagine. I let my hands drift down to cup his ass as we kissed, his hands doing the same to me.
When the kiss finally broke, I said, “I want a boyfriend. Do you?”
“Oh, god, yes, Ramon…”
“Good. Then we both have one.” I kissed him again.
“Uhm… we can’t do… you know… right now… my parents. They don’t know.”
“Right. Ok.” I gave him another quick kiss. “Come to my place after practice tomorrow?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Good.” I kissed him one more time. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Bye.”
And home I went.
* * *
School the next day was… interesting. I got lots of high-fives from various guys, and found out that Jack was showing around the photos he’d taken of me fucking Melissa. I got a look at them, and I had to admit, I looked HOT. She wasn’t bad, either. For a girl. I ran into Melissa at lunch and talked with her about it. She said she was cool with it, though Jack likely wasn’t getting anymore pussy from her, which gave us both a nice laugh.
Mostly I was interested in talking with Jamie, which I went out of my way to do, even making sure to sit with him at lunch, though I also had Melissa join us to keep things from looking too suspicious. Yes, I knew I was a gay now, but I didn’t want anyone else to know, aside from Jamie and Melissa.
I did tell Jamie about my night with Melissa and how that’d helped me to make up my mind about what I wanted with him. Jamie was pretty cool with, even said thanks to Melissa, and the two then sat around making good natured jokes about how I looked naked. I smiled and let it pass, happy to be able to be open about my relationship with Jamie with at least someone.
I largely went through the motions during school, but when it came to football practice I put all thoughts of Jamie out of my head, despite the fact that both he and Melissa were sitting in the stands watching us practice. The game coming up on Friday would be our first home game of the season and we’d be playing against St Frances High School out of Wayne’s Center, Texas. They weren’t too big of a rival. We’d only played against them the last two years. But it was still a game, and we had to win.
After practice I went and cleaned up, then met with Jamie and Melissa. She lived on the way to my house, so the two of us walked her home. I even gave her a little kiss on the cheek once we got her there, just to keep the illusion going. She grumbled something about me being a tease, and then Jamie and I were on our way.
“So will your parents be home?” Jamie asked as we walked.
“No, they’re gone for another couple hours.”
“Oh, good.” He smiled widely.
“What did you have in mind, Jamie?” I asked with a smile of my own.
“Sex. Your first REAL time having sex with another boy.”
I laughed. “God, you’re direct.”
“Yeah, well, we both know what we want. Why pretend?”
“Good point.”
Butterflies began fluttering through my stomach as we got closer to my house. I was going to have sex with Jamie. Not just fooling around like we did the other night and morning, but actual, real, honest-to-goodness sex! Jesus, I got so hard I could barely walk! I was horny and nervous and anticipating it like nothing! Even what I’d gone through last night, planning to fuck Melissa, was minor compared to the thought that I was going to be really having sex with… with my boyfriend!
“Is something wrong?” Jamie asked, looking at me.
I shook my head and smiled. “No. Everything’s perfect.”
When we got to my house, I let Jamie in and made sure to lock the door. I showed him around briefly but then we beat feet to my bedroom where I, again, made sure to lock the door. A repeat of yesterday I did NOT need.
Once the door was closed, Jamie and I stood there in my room, facing each other and smiling.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” I replied. Scintillating.
“Nervous?” he asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.
“A little,” I admitted.
“Don’t worry. It’ll be good.”
“With you,” I said, placing my hand on his face, “it’ll be magic.”
Jamie shook his head. “Jesus, Ramon. You make me so horny.”
“Good.” I leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth. Soon we were necking for all we were worth.
Jamie broke the kiss. “Let’s get naked.”
“Ok.”
Jamie and I quickly shed our clothes and fell onto my bed where we started kissing again, our hands roaming all over one another’s nude bodies. It was very nice letting my hands explore his wonderful body. I cupped his perfect ass, fascinated by the way the muscles moved under the skin.
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered to him as we kissed.
Jamie giggled. “I was about to say the same thing to you.” He kissed me a couple more times. “So yesterday you were fucking your first girl, and now you’re gay. I’m sure Melissa appreciates that.”
I laughed. “Yeah.” I smiled. “So we’re boyfriends now?”
“Of course!”
“Good.”
Jamie and I began stroking each other’s penises as we kissed some more. Then after a few minutes of making one another feel good, Jamie said, “I wanna blow you.”
“No, wait.”
“What?” he asked, already moving down.
I swallowed a little. “Let me blow you first,” I whispered.
“Oh? Oh! Ok!” Jamie moved back up laid down on his back.
Continuing to stroke Jamie’s penis, I moved myself down until my face was near it. I couldn’t really believe that I was about to do this. I mean, here I was, a good Catholic boy, and about to suck another guy’s dick! Well, ok, maybe that’s not so odd for a Catholic, but usually the other guy would be a priest.
Holding it up, I gave the shaft a little lick. It didn’t really taste like anything. Just skin. Emboldened by this, I opened my mouth and lowered it completely down around Jamie’s penis, taking as much in as I could. I choked a little and had to back off a bit, but I still had him inside my mouth, and that was what I wanted. I certainly liked that nice full feeling in my mouth.
“Mmmm… yeah, that’s pretty sweet,” Jamie said, running his fingers through my hair.
I moved my mouth up and down along my boyfriend’s penis, doing whatever I thought would make him feel good, including stroking him while I sucked him, which I knew I’d enjoyed when both he and Melissa had done it to me.
I kept sucking on Jamie’s penis, losing track of how long I’d been doing it, but enjoying every second of it. But after some time, I heard him whisper, “Ah… oh… Ramon… I’m getting’ close… I’m gonna cum soon…”
He was warning me so that I could pull off if I wanted to, but I didn’t want to. I was determined to have him cum in my mouth. I’d come in his, so it was only fair. The only thing I wondered was what it was going to taste like.
I soon had my answer, as Jamie began moaning, put his hands on the back of my head and thrust into me, his penis twitching and his sperm shooting out into my mouth in several sharp spurts. It was strange, but not unpleasant. Salty and warm with a weird texture. I didn’t mind it, though. Plus it was sweet knowing that I’d just given my boyfriend (I had a boyfriend! WOW!), an orgasm. I also felt proud of myself for managing to swallow it all, and do so without gagging or anything!
Once I knew Jamie was done cumming, I pulled off him and licked my lips as I moved back up to lay next to him. “Did I do ok?” I asked.
“Oh, god, Ramon, that was wonderful.”
“Glad you liked it.” I kissed him.
Jamie grinned. “Now I have a job to finish!” He kissed his way down my body and soon took my penis into his mouth. I wanted to last a good long time and not cum too soon, but I knew it was a pointless quest. Within only about 90 seconds, I felt my orgasm hitting as my sperm shot into my boyfriend’s mouth.
Jamie swallowed rapidly, ingesting all my sperm. Then he climbed back up my body and began kissing me passionately. It was kind of weird to think that I was making out with a boy who’d just came in my mouth and who’s mouth I’d just came in. Weird, but not at all bad!
“Did you like it?” Jamie asked me in between kisses.
“Oh, yes… oh, god, yes…” I kissed him some more and then whispered, “I love you, Jamie.” I had no idea why I felt that way. I mean, I’d only known him a short time and only really had sex with him once, but it was true anyhow.
He pulled his head back. “You do?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. I love you, too, Ramon.”
“Cool.”
The two of us snuggled there together, naked on my bed, for another thirty minutes or so before Jamie had to leave. I walked him to the front door, gave him a huge kiss goodbye and spent the entire rest of the day with a big, stupid grin on my face.
END
Copyright 2006 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.
