I was feeling depressed all day long, thinking about how I was all alone, and with no prospects of changing that on the horizon. It wasn’t bad enough that I knew I was gay, but I wasn’t much to look at either. I’m big, not tall and not fat, but big. I’m not the slender, muscular type that girls, or other guys, would drool over or want for a lover. I had resigned myself to accept this fact of life, though it often depressed me, like now, but I never saw much use in wasting my time dreaming that a knight in shining armor would come and sweep me off my feet some day. Instead, I would work off my depression by going to the weight room and lifting, as it would make me stop thinking about my situation and it would help me improve my body at the same time. I wasn’t sure how much I could improve on my body, but I knew it wouldn’t do it any harm.

I got to the weight room and found it empty. I wasn’t totally surprised, as this was the off-season and most of the school athletes were taking a break, so I went in and started to do a few curls. I hadn’t been there very long when another guy walked in and started to workout too. I recognized him immediately, as he was one of the better athletes at our school. He was a wide receiver on the football team, the shooting guard on the basketball squad, and a pitcher/short stop on the baseball team. He was gorgeous. He was tall, fairly slender, and he had a very smooth, well-tanned body. I knew that because he was only wearing a pair of gym shorts to work out in, and I couldn’t help gawking at his gorgeous frame.

I tried to do it without his noticing, but I think he caught me looking a couple of times, but he didn’t say anything about it. We both continued to work out, but after about another ten minutes or so, he came over to me. “Hey, I’m Drew Blake. I was wondering if you wanted to spot for each other, cuz I really want to do some benching.”

“Yeah, that sounds good,” I told him, somewhat excited that we’d be helping each other and I could look at him more closely without raising his suspicions. “I recognized you when you came in, and I’m Mike Williams.”

“You recognized me? Did we have a class together or something?” We continued talking as he lifted and I spotted for him.

“No, but I’ve seen you play sports, so I knew who you were.”

“Wow! Thanks for saying that. I’m not really that good, so I didn’t think anyone really knew who I was.”

“Are you kidding me? You’re good at all three sports, and one of the better players on each team.”

“Man, thanks for saying that, but I know you’re just being nice.”

“No, I’m not. I mean it. You made some awesome catches during football season, scored some clutch points in the basketball games, and you pitched really well and did an awesome job at short stop.”

“Shit, you sound like you go to all the games.”

“I do. I like sports.”

“Then why don’t you come out for the teams?”

“I’m not nearly as good as you are. I doubt I’d make the team.”

“Well, you should try. I’d even help you get ready for the tryouts.”

“Nah, I’m really not very good, and it would be a waste of your time. Thanks anyway.” My heart was beating rapidly because of his offer, but I knew I wouldn’t make the teams, even with professional all-stars working with me.

“Hey, it’s my time and I can use it however I want, and I’d like to use it helping you get better. Come on, what have you got to lose? If you make the teams, we can be buddies. If not, we can still be buddies. Okay?” He shot me this smile that just melted my heart, and let me know he was being very serious about his offer. At this point he also suggested we switch positions, so I could lift and he’d spot for me.

“You’d really do that for me?” I asked him, as I got into position.

“Yes! I offered, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, well sometimes people offer to do things just to be nice, but they really don’t expect the other person to accept their offer.”

“Well, that’s not me. I meant what I said.” He looked very earnest as he told me this, but he also added a smile. “Come on. What have you got to lose? Besides, that will give us a chance to become friends.”

Friends? Can you believe he just offered to become my friend? My heart was racing wildly now, and I was sure he probably noticed or heard me breathing funny. I’m sure my face must have been bright red, as my heart was pumping blood wildly throughout my body. I also began to tent in my shorts, as the blood seemed mostly to be pumping to both my heads, but there way no was to cover this up at this point. I was hoping he didn’t notice, but when I looked up, I could see him staring at my crotch and smirking. Now I had no idea about what I’d do next.

I finished my set, and then we did some more lifting on our own, and then I sat in the room and rested, hoping to give Drew time to shower and leave before I went in there. A few minutes later he came back out, wrapped only in a towel, but I could see he hadn’t showered yet. “Hey, Mike, whatcha waiting for? Come on, let’s take our showers and then you can come over to my house and we can start planning how we’re going to do this.”

I’m sure my mouth dropped open a little when he said this, and I was speechless for far longer than he expected, so he just reached out, took my hand, pulled me to my feet, and dragged me off to the locker room. “Dude, can you undress by yourself, can’t you, or do I have to do that for you too?” he asked, laughing.

“No, I’ll do fine. I’ll be right there.”

“I’ll wait for you, if you don’t mind. I don’t want to stay in there too long, cuz I get all wrinkled.” He winked at me after he said this, but continued to stand there, waiting for me to undress. I was still a little hesitant, but I did want to see him naked, so I took off my workout clothes, grabbed my towel, and headed for the shower with him. He went first, and I watched him from behind, and I stared at his cute little butt, once he removed the towel from around his waist. He never looked back at me, and walked to one of the showerheads and turned the water on, adjusting it to the temperature he wanted. I followed suit and did the same, but I picked out a showerhead that was two away from the one he was at.

“I don’t bite,” he told me.

“What?” I asked, puzzled about what he meant by that statement.

“I said I don’t bite, so you don’t have to move so far away. You can use the one right next to me, you know.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean anything by that. I just thought you might need some space.”

“Nah, and we can talk easier if we’re next to each other.” I nodded in understanding, turned off the shower I was at and moved to the one closer to him. I couldn’t help but noticing his slender cut cock as I moved closer, and it looked semi-hard, about six inches in length. My guess was it would be about seven inches, when totally hard.

“That was a pretty good workout, wasn’t it?” Drew asked me.

“Yeah, I can feel the burn in my muscles.”

“Yeah, all my muscles are burning,” he said, giving me another wink, and I didn’t want to let my mind suggest a meaning for that, as maybe it would be one he didn’t intend. I knew what I hoped it meant, but he may have had something totally different in mind. When I didn’t respond, he continued.

“I don’t know about you, but lifting tends to get me horny afterward. Must be because I get all that blood pumping and it doesn’t know where to go after I finish, so it all ends up in my dick. Look,” he told me, and I did so without thinking about it, seeing he was now sporting an erection. “Does that ever happen to you?”

“Sometimes,” I answered honestly, knowing I was now also sprouting wood.

“Yeah, I can see,” he giggled. “Maybe we can take care of these when we get to my house, before we plan your routine to get you ready for next season.” I wasn’t sure I knew what he meant by this, but my hopes were high. Maybe he just thought we could jack ourselves off at the same time, as I hear straight guys do that sometimes too.

“Yeah, I guess that would help,” I responded, so he didn’t drop the idea. His smile broadened, as we finished washing, and then we dried and got dressed.

We walked to his house, which wasn’t far from the school, and we talked as we went. “Do you have a girlfriend, Mike?” he wanted to know.

“No. I haven’t met anyone I’m interested in yet.”

“Me neither,” he added, unsolicited. “Sometimes I think it would be nice, though, to have someone to help me when I get horny like this.”

I wasn’t sure if this was a hint or not, so I played along. “Yeah, me too. Jacking helps, but I know there are better ways to take care of that problem.”

“You’ve got that right.” Once again, he was sporting a big grin across his face. I was hoping, but I was afraid I was misreading the meaning of his statements.

Soon we arrived at his house, and he took me in and showed me around. “The ‘rents are still at work, and they won’t be home for a couple more hours, so there will be no one to bother us.”

“Don’t you have any brothers or sisters?” I asked him.

“I have a sister, but she’s away at college. She’s three years older than me. How about you?”

“I have a sister too, but she’s younger, and she can be a real pain sometimes.”

“Well, you should try an older sister, then. She would boss you around whenever she could, and that is even more annoying than some little brat.”

“Yes, you’re probably right. I guess an older sister would be worse. At least I can tell my little sister to ‘shut up’ or I can get away from her.”

“Come on, let’s head to my room. I’ll put on some tunes and we take care of our problem.”

We went into his bedroom and he threw some CD’s into his player. He pushed the play button, and then he turned to me. “I know we were talking about taking care of ourselves, but I was thinking. Have you ever helped another guy take care of his problem before?”

“No, never,” I told him, honestly. He studied me for a while, before he continued.

“Well, would you be willing to try it once?”

Now I wasn’t sure how to respond. Of course I wanted to, but I didn’t want to seem to eager. What if this was some sort of a set-up? I mean, why did he chose me in the first place, and how did we get this far, this quickly? “What did you have in mind?” I asked, as a way of responding, without committing myself to anything.

“Well, we could jack each other off…” his voice trailed off at this point and he eyed me cautiously “or we could suck each other off.” He didn’t look at me directly as he said this, as if that might make it offensive, but I could see him gauging my reaction, out of the corner of his eye. I thought about it for a minute, before I responded. He seemed to be as nervous, and maybe as excited as I was about doing this, so I threw caution to the wind.

“Yes, we could. Which do you want to do?” I put the ball back on his side of the court. Now he eyed me again.

“I’ve never been sucked or sucked anyone, and I’ve always wondered what that would be like. Should we try that?”

“Yeah, that would probably do the trick, and I’ve always wondered what that would be like too.”

“Great, do you want to do me first?” He looked at me, and I could see the expectation in his eyes as I thought this over. I was afraid if I did him first, he’d back out and not return the favor, so I offered an alternative.

“We can do each other at the same time. I’ve read about a position called a ‘69’, where we can suck on each other at the same time.”

“Okay, that sounds cool. I’ve heard about that too. Let’s get undressed and you can tell me what I should do.”

We quickly shed our clothes, and I couldn’t help but stare at his slender, well-proportioned body, and the stiff piece of meat that jutted out from his groin. I was stiff too, and he was staring at mine as well. My penis was a little shorter than his, maybe 6 ½”, but it was also a little thicker. I was also circumcised, so there wasn’t all that much difference between us, except he had a much nicer body to go with it. I had him lie on his bed, and then I positioned myself with my head even with his cock, and my dick even with his mouth. Immediately we began to flick our tongues out at each other’s fleshy helmet, testing the taste and texture of it. Once we found that it tasted no different than licking your hand, we let the head slip past our lips and we began to suck and bob up and down on it.

For me, it was like Christmas morning, and this was that one present I wanted more than anything else. I savored every moment of this experience, thinking how lucky I was to have Drew as my first partner. God he was handsome, with a great body, a nice cock, and I now had the impression that he might be gay, or at least bi. This had the chance of developing into something more than a one-time fling, so I did my best to make him feel as good as possible. I tried every trick I had read about in the stories I’d read online, letting his dick fall from my mouth and sucking his balls, humming while I had his testicles in my mouth, flicking my tongue all over and around his erect shaft, and I even wet my finger and slipped it into his rectum. I don’t think he realized what I was doing at first, until it slid in, and then he flinched slightly, tightening his sphincter around my finger, before he relaxed and let me finger fuck him. I made sure I massage his leathery prostate at the same time, to bring him maximum satisfaction.

Now he was writhing around beside me, sometimes losing his rhythm on my own mast, but I wanted to make sure he enjoyed this, so he’d want to do it again and again. Now I felt him trying some of those same things with me, including the finger up my ass, and I was ecstatic that he was so open to trying these types of things. I could tell he had no idea what he was doing, but he was trying, and that meant more to me than anything else. By now I knew he was getting close, because he was taking over by thrusting his pole in and out of my mouth, so I just wrapped my lips around it, let him control the action, and I concentrated on stimulating his prostate. I could hearing him panting now, and he was making little guttural noises with his throat, before I felt his penis swell between my lips, and the first warm blast of his semen hit the back of my throat.

At first I wasn’t sure if I should swallow his load, but soon the other volleys filled my mouth, and it was either my swallowing, choking, or letting it gush back out from between my lips at that point. I started swallowing, as quickly as I could, savoring the slightly salty taste of this creamy offering. I was concentrating so much on pleasing him, that I almost didn’t notice my own orgasm creeping up on me, but now I was arching my body, as my own load was being deposited inside of his oral cavity. He greedily lapped it up too, returning the favor, and though I don’t know how many times I spurted, I knew it was the most I had ever done.

Once we had both finished ejaculating, we just remained beside each other, enjoying the moment, until Drew spun around on the bed, and he was lying beside me, facing the same direction. Next, he reached over and began to run his hand over my chest, down to my softening penis, and he began to manipulate it some more. To my amazement, it even began to respond to his touch, although I thought it wouldn’t get up again for at least a week, after today. I looked into Drew’s face and he smiled at me. “That was great, wasn’t it?” he asked.

“Absolutely outstanding,” I responded.

“Well, maybe we can do this again sometime then,” he continued.

“Anytime you want,” I told him.

“Mike, are you gay?” he asked, without any warning. I felt I should be honest with him.

“I think so, especially now.” He smiled at me again, touching my face gently.

“Me too. Do you want to be boyfriends?” My heart almost stopped when he said this. Although it was something I had been hoping for, to hear him say it almost seemed to good to be true.

“I’d love to be your boyfriend, but you’re so gorgeous, why would you want me, when you could have almost anyone you wanted?”

“Why wouldn’t I want you? You have a huge body, the kind I always wanted to have, not like this scrawny thing I’ve got.”

“What? I think you’ve got the most awesome body I’ve ever seen, and I’ve always hated my body. I always thought it looked awkward and unattractive. I’ve never liked it, ever since I was little.”

“But you’re not fat, and you work out, so it’s toned a bit. I’d die to have your size, and then I wouldn’t get pushed around so much in football and basketball.”

“Well, I think you’re about the most perfect guy I’ve ever seen. I can’t imagine you wanting a different body.”

“Well, if you like it so much, it’s yours, anytime you want it.”

“Great, and you can have mine anytime YOU want it.” We both laughed at this, and then he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I felt electricity shooting through me when he did this, and I felt like I was on fire. Soon I felt his tongue running along my lips, and my lips parted under their own initiative, to give him better access. Soon his tongue was running along the inside of my mouth, exploring every inch of it, and I was in heaven. After enjoying this initial pleasure, I let my tongue spar with his, testing its resilience and savoring the novelty of the moment. By now we were both getting into the heat of passion, trying to devour each other and taste all the those wonderful flavors of love, and we kept this up until we heard a car door slam.

“Oh, shit. That must be my parents. Quick, get dressed.” We both dressed as fast as we could, trying to make sure we grabbed the right articles of clothing, and soon we were presentable for anyone who might stop by. Drew quickly started talking about my ‘training’ program, to get me ready to join him on the team, but I knew this was just the explanation he would use if one of his parents came in. We were surprised when we didn’t hear anyone enter the house, so Drew got up and looked out his bedroom window, to see what was happening.

“Fuck, it wasn’t my parents at all. The house across the street had a pizza delivered, and the kid parked in front of our house when he stopped.” We both laughed about the scare, thankful now that it hadn’t been his parents, and we realized how careless we had been. Next time, and yes there would be a next time, we would be a little more attentive to the time and make sure we wouldn’t be interrupted or caught.

The End