By: Curt J.
As I was lazing around one day, the phone rang. It was Don, calling to inform me that his parents had gone away to visit a relative for the weekend, and he wanted to know if I wanted to come over and hang out. No parents? A whole house to ourselves? I was down for that, of course, and told him I'd be over in a little while.
I enjoyed hanging out with Don. He had been my best friend for over seven years. He was laid back, and never cared about his social status in high school. He could have been an excellent athlete, but never played on a team; instead he always had a job after school. As a result, he practically had a mini-bachelor pad in his bedroom: a huge TV, VCR, video games, and a top-notch stereo system – as you can tell, this all took place years ago. Don was fun to hang out with, not only because he had a lot of nice "toys", but also because he was fun to talk to.
When I showed up at Don's place, we went straight up to his room and played video games for a while. At some point we ordered a pizza, and after we had finished it we decided to switch from video games to watching movies.
When it came to what movie we were going to watch first, Don telling me to go ahead and see if there was anything in his videotape cabinet that I wanted to see was the catalyst for what would follow.
I opened up the cabinet and checked out his collection of movies. I was a bit surprised to find an adult video, and pulled it out and looked at the cover, then glanced over at Don and promptly asked him where he got it.
Let me explain: back then there wasn't easy access to porn like there is now; you had to buy girly magazines, and buy or rent porno movies, and you had to be eighteen to do so. Don had just turned eighteen a couple of months ago, and I had just turned eighteen three weeks prior. We could both now legally buy or rent it, the problem was we lived in a small country town and there wasn't any porn available to buy or rent. Don was an only child and I had an older sister, so no older brothers for either of us to get porn from. So basically, the only way for us to get our hands on some would be to buy it online (and neither of us had a credit card) or drive to another place where it was available that was about an hour away.
So, how did Don get a porno?
Well, I couldn't believe it when he told me he'd gotten it from his dad, or more to the point, how he'd gotten it from his dad! Turns out he didn't find his dad's porn stash and steal one of his videos, but his dad actually offered him to borrow his porno movies if he wanted, telling him where he keeps them and that he could feel free to borrow them anytime he wanted, as long as Don's mom wasn't around when he went to his dad's hiding spot to do so.
Fuck, at the time I remember thinking how lucky he was to have a cool dad who provided his teenage son with porn to watch, and I told him so. Then I asked him if the porno I held in my hand was hot, and he said what he'd watched of it had been, then surprised me a bit when he said we could pop it in the VCR and watch it if I wanted to.
I just shrugged as I stretched out my arm to give him the tape, like watching it was no big deal to me. Truth be told I wanted to see it so bad; I had never seen a porno before, or any porn for that matter!
Don had a nice big double bed, and I lay down on it and propped myself up with a pillow. Don put in the tape and stretched out next to me, also propping himself up with a pillow. At first, it felt a little uncomfortable, but I soon started to feel more relaxed, in part because Don was so laid back, you couldn't help but feel at ease around him.
We sat there watching the porno in complete silence for a while but soon began to chat about what we were seeing on the screen. I remember it all, everything I was seeing for the first time, and everything we said and did, just like it was yesterday:
"I'd love to do that to Angie Smith," Don commented on a girl from school as the couple on the screen fucked.
"I'm a bigger fan of Leslie Harris," I replied.
"Well, we can wish all we want; it looks like it will never happen."
"Yeah, our sex lives aren't the greatest," I commented.
"You've had sex?!" Don asked me.
"No, unfortunately."
"Yeah, me neither," Don informed, and I remember him seeming both disappointed that I hadn't, and relieved that I hadn't because he hadn't either. "Fuck, I'd love to try it," he added.
We looked at each other, two horny guys alone watching porn. We could both see we had hard-ons under our shorts.
"Fuck, I want to try it so bad!" Don exclaimed with obvious desperation and frustration in his voice. "Like, right now!"
"Yeah, me too, but we need a girl for that, and not having a girl to do that with is our whole problem," I laughed.
"Not necessarily…"
"Wh-what are you thinking, Don?" I remember thinking we were thinking the same thing, weird as it was for us to be thinking what we were thinking.
"You, um, want to try it, Curt?"
"Um, I'm not gay. But I'm turned on, and I'm desperate to know what it's like, too. I don't know… what do you think?"
"Well, I'm not gay either… but I'll… suck you if you do the same for me."
"I dunno… if-if we do that, you have got to promise me you'll never tell anyone, ever!"
"As long as you never tell," he responded.
I remember we sat there for a minute, not saying anything, unsure if we should go through with it. We were both nervous and turned on, both breathing hard, and both had stiffies that were rock hard and throbbing… at least mine was throbbing. I could also feel my heart pounding in my chest.
Don finally spoke. "I've thought about asking you to try this before, but I was too scared," he told me. "I promise not to tell anyone; it's our secret," and then he rolled off the bed and just started to get undressed. The time for thinking was obviously now over; it was happening.
I hurriedly pulled off my clothes, too, and in a flash, we were both lying on Don's bed, totally naked and displaying our excited cocks to each other, the porno all but forgotten now.
Don shifted onto his side and didn't waste any time reaching over and wrapping his fingers around my stiffy. It felt amazing feeling someone touch me down there for the first time, and I started breathing a bit harder and even shaking a little as Don slowly rubbed up and down the length of my shaft, jerking me off.
Pre-cum started to drip from the tip of my cock after just seconds of him touching me, and he responded to that with, "Wow, I love it when my cock leaks like that too. You must be really turned on."
I could barely talk. I could only gasp, "Yeah!"
I just watched as Don rubbed up and down my hard cock. He gently squeezed my hard shaft and more pre-cum oozed from the tip. It made it more slippery as he rubbed up and down.
"Ok Curt, I'm going to try it."
Don stopped rubbing and held the base of my cock. His thumb and forefinger made a ring around it. Despite what was happening, what we said we were going to do, I was still a bit shocked when he actually brought his mouth to my hard prick and started licking the head. It felt incredible! He licked up and down the shaft of my cock, and all I could do was gasp.
Don brought his mouth back to the tip of my cock. He parted his lips and slid my hard prick into his mouth, gently sucking as it slid in. I watched as his lips stretched over the rim of my head, and down my hard shaft. I could feel his tongue sliding over my cock as it filled his mouth, and it all felt so warm and wet, so fucking incredible! My dick wasn't the only thing being blown right then, my mind was, too, and I was just lying there thinking: It's happening! Don is sucking my cock! I'm getting my cock sucked! I'm getting a blowjob!
Don's lips slid back up my hard shaft; my cock was now glistening from his wet mouth. He started to build a rhythm: his lips sliding up and down my hard dick, sliding his tongue against my cock and sucking as he slid back to the tip. The bed made slight creaking noises as he bobbed up and down, and Don made sucking noises as he blew my rod. A part of me still couldn't believe we were doing this, but I was so glad we were.
My nervousness had completely gone away now, and I felt totally relaxed as I lay there watching Don sucking on my dong. It felt so fucking good and I was surprised by how much it turned me on to watch him suck my cock, and at just how comfortable I felt doing this with him.
Of course, with the amount of excitement I was feeling from experiencing the new and amazing sensations of having my cock sucked, it was pretty much inevitable that my very first blowjob would not be a very long one… and it wasn't.
In no time, I could feel my balls tightening up, and then my load came up on me so quickly that I didn't even have time to tell Don I was going to shoot, and I came, hard! "Uuuuuuuuughhhhh," I moaned, loudly, and I shot a long stream of cum in Don's mouth. He made some garbled sounds as my load exploded all over his tongue and I couldn't believe he was taking my spunk in his mouth!
"That was great," I gasped and then apologized for not warning him I was going to cum.
Don didn't say anything, but instead quickly positioned himself on his knees on the bed and leaned back, pushing his hips forward as his hands supported his weight. "Oh, God, Curt, I'm so turned on. Do it to me now! Make me cum with your mouth, too!" he gasped. His hard cock was bobbing up and down as it throbbed. The head was covered with pre-cum and it was dripping down his shaft.
It was when he spoke that it registered in my brain that he had swallowed my load. "Did you swallow it?" I asked in a surprised tone even though I already knew the answer. He just nodded and then pleaded again for me to suck him now.
I knelt down in front of him, so his cock was right in my face. I was on my knees and balancing on one of my elbows. I started by jerking him off, my hand sliding up and down his slick cock, just like he had done to me. His cock felt warm and hard in my hand. It felt wild to touch his dick, but I knew he wanted to feel my mouth on it instead.
I brought my mouth to the tip of his cock, and tentatively started to lick the head, circling it with my tongue; it had a salty, yet sweet taste. I slid my lips over his cockhead, and then my lips and tongue were sliding down his shaft. I could feel it throbbing, and Don gasped "oh my god" as I ate his prick. I was surprised at how easily I had done this, that it wasn't grossing me out to put a cock in my mouth like I had thought it would.
Up and down I went sucking and licking, trying to mimic what he had done to me. He was moaning and just kept repeating, "oh my god." I bobbed up and down for only about one minute, maybe not even quite a full minute, and then I felt his cock pulse as he moaned loudly, and I knew he was going to cum.
Unlike him, though, I reacted quickly, pulling my head off his prick with no time to spare as his first stream of cum caught me in the mouth, his semen dripping from my lips, down my chin.
When he finished cumming, he too apologized for not warning me, but I knew it had snuck up on him just like it had me, and said it was ok, and then he pulled a couple of tissues from the box by his bed and I cleaned off my face.
After that, we lay stretched out on our backs, reveling in the feeling of losing our virginity together.
"Does it count if it wasn't with a girl, or are we still virgins?" Don asked.
"It counts. I mean we've never fucked anyone, so I guess some might say we're still virgins."
"Yeah… we can't do that, though, you know, together… can we?"
"Uh-uh," I replied.
We fell asleep on the bed together that night, as we both realized we had opened up a new aspect of our friendship, and we ended up sucking each other all the time after that. And that thing we said we couldn't do, well it eventually happened, too, sort of. By that I mean, I fucked Don up the butt (many times) but he didn't fuck me; he wanted to, but I just couldn't do it.
Curt, you have got to promise not to tell anyone about this," he had said while I was pushing my cock up his butthole for the first time.
I promised him I wouldn't, adding I didn't want anyone to know I was cornholing another guy, either.
Right after I gave it to him up the butt that first time and we were lying in his bed, I asked him what he was thinking about. "How great that felt. How I realize how much I trust you," he had said.
All of our encounters after that first time mostly took place outside, at night, because both our parents were around most of the time and so we certainly couldn't do what we were doing, in our houses. It was fun, though, sneaking around and doing it outside in the dark and on the ground; it definitely made for some hot summer nights, hence the title of my story.
College separated us and our lives took us in different directions and to different locales, and we lost touch for a lot of years. Recently, I found Don on Facebook, and we have been chatting a lot and catching up. Neither of us has mentioned what we did together in the past, but I'm sure it has come to his mind just as it has mine. This reconnection of ours and the past coming to mind inspired me to write this all down and share it with others.
There was one thing that kind of surprised me about the grown-up Don, though: I was sure that he was going to grow up to be gay - you know, because he liked how it felt getting fucked up his ass, and he seemed to really enjoy and get off on sucking my cock (and swallowing cum) in a way I didn't when sucking his - but that seemingly isn't the case as he's married now and has two kids.
I suppose he could be bisexual, but I really don't think so.
One thing I do know for sure is that I am heterosexual, but have no regrets about what Don and I shared when we were just a couple of horny teenage guys; in fact, I cherish the memories!
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