First Love - 1. Chapter 1

The room was bathed in a soft, golden light as the sun began to set, casting long, lazy shadows across the bed. Andrew lay on his back, his arm around Eric, who rested his head comfortably on Andrew’s chest. The steady rhythm of their breaths filled the quiet space, blending seamlessly with the faint hum of the world outside. They had fallen into one of those effortless conversations, the kind that drifted from topic to topic without needing direction.

Eric absentmindedly traced circles on Andrew's skin, his voice soft and thoughtful. "I know we said we wouldn’t talk about our pasts, that we’d keep the focus on where we’re headed…" He paused, lifting his gaze to meet Andrew’s eyes. “But I’ve been thinking… I want to know more about you. I want to know you.”

Andrew’s brow furrowed slightly, but he said nothing, allowing Eric to continue.

"I mean, we have all these moments ahead of us. And that’s amazing," Eric continued, his fingers dancing lightly across Andrew’s chest. "But there’s a part of you I feel like I don’t know yet. Tell me about your first love."

The question hung in the air, gentle yet weighted, as Andrew’s breath caught for just a second longer than usual.

“There isn’t much to tell. It didn’t last long,” Andrew replied, his voice soft but distant. “But why the sudden interest? You’re all I care about now. My past is just that—passed.” He shifted slightly, tightening his hold on Eric. “I want to focus on us, here, right now.”

Eric smiled, though the curiosity lingered in his eyes. “I get that,” he said quietly. “But sometimes knowing where we’ve been helps us understand where we’re going. I want to know all of you, Andrew. Even the parts you’ve left behind.”

Andrew was quiet for a moment, his gaze drifting to the ceiling as if searching for the right words. He took a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper. “If I didn’t tell you… would you still accept me? I mean, I’m not trying to hide anything…”

Eric sat up slightly, his brows knitting together in surprise. “Of course I would!” He cupped Andrew’s face gently, his eyes softening as he spoke. “You know that you’re the only one that matters to me. If you don’t want to talk about it, I understand.”

Andrew’s expression softened, a flicker of relief passing over his face. He reached for Eric’s hand, giving it a light squeeze. “I just… I don’t want the past to change what we have now.”

“It won’t, Andrew. It’ll never change how I feel about you,” Eric replied, his voice steady but full of emotion. He sat up a little, turning to face Andrew more directly. “I know you’re guarded about your past, and maybe it’s not fair of me to ask. But I want to know you—the real you. I want to know everything about you.”

Eric’s gaze held Andrew’s, a mix of love and determination in his eyes. They sat together in the quiet, the weight of the moment settling between them, neither rushing to fill the silence.

My eyes gleam with happiness as I reminisce about my college years. “I remember one time I was masturbating in the library storage room, and I accidentally knocked over a stack of books. I was so startled that I forgot I was jerking myself off, but I continued to stroke my cock while listening intently ensuring nobody walked in on me. I was a basket case back then. I’d never hooked up or dated anyone. I was so focused on myself that I didn't even hear he librarian enter the room. She caught me red-handed, so to speak, but she was so shocked she didn't say anything and just stood there staring at me. I was mortified but also incredibly horny and I managed to cum right there in front of her.”

“Andrew—no! Seriously?” Eric’s voice was a mix of disbelief and frustration as he stared at him. His eyes widened, searching Andrew’s face for some kind of explanation. “What were you thinking?”

“At the time? Honestly, nothing. I wasn’t thinking at all,” Andrew admitted, running a hand through his hair, his voice tinged with embarrassment. “I mean, I was always so horny back then. I’d see cute guys but… I was always scared—no, anxious—about approaching them.”

A flush of arousal warms my cheeks as I recall the memory. “Of course, I knew I was gay. I think I've always known. And yeah, it was definitely embarrassing to expose myself to the librarian, but it was also really fucking sexy. I think I would have been able to stay hard and cum even if she gave me a blowjob.” My voice drops low, filled with conviction. “Because once I get started, nothing stops me from cumming.”

“So, what did you do after that? Did she keep watching you?” Eric asked, his curiosity evident in the way he leaned in, eyes fixed on Andrew.

I chuckle, reflecting on the past. “She did–I guess she didn’t know what to do, or say. And I just could not stop. I was so close to the edge that I had to finish up. To make it worse, I didn't have any condoms, but I always carried some paper towels or tissues with me. I wasn't stupid enough to leave my load lying around, especially since I was worried about getting in trouble. Afterward, I would quickly clean up and dispose of any evidence.” Replied Andrew

“And what about the librarian? What happened with her?” Eric asked, raising an eyebrow.

Andrew chuckled softly, shaking his head. “Nothing, really. After I was done, she just turned bright red and walked away. Every time I came into the library after that, she’d blush, and I’d blush… and that was it. We never talked about it, and I definitely never went back into that storage room.”

“But there had to be someone else, right?” Eric asked, now grinning with excitement. “I mean, I can’t imagine you mastrubated your way through college. That’s supposed to be the time for exploring, figuring out who you are—don’t tell me the story ends there.”

Eric’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, clearly eager to hear more about his boyfriend’s escapades.

I grinned sheepishly, memories of my youth flooding back. "There was this guy named Jake who sat next to me in history class. Tall, athletic, with these piercing green eyes that made me weak in the knees. Every day, I found myself stealing glances at him, wondering if he ever noticed me—or felt the same way. One day, while we were cramming for exams, Jake asked me to meet him at the park after classes. I was nervous but excited. I couldn't help but hope it would lead to something.”

"I wasn’t hopeful; he was a jock. He got into college through scholarships and had a reputation to live up to. But I decided to go out and meet hi anyways. I wasn’t sure what to expect.”

"When I got to the park, Jake was already there, leaning against a tree, looking effortlessly cool, like he belonged there. My heart was racing, and as I walked toward him. We made small talk about school and sports, but I couldn’t focus. The way the sunlight hit his eyes—it made them practically glow. I felt my pulse quicken. I wanted to stare at his crotch so badly. I could already feel myself getting warm."

“Then, out of nowhere, Jake gestured toward a secluded part of the park. ‘Let’s go,’ he said, his voice low and mysterious. I followed him without thinking, my legs moving on autopilot. When we finally reached a spot where no one could see us, he stopped, turned to face me, and looked me straight in the eyes. ‘So,’ he asked, his gaze intense, ‘are you gay?’”

“Wait… what? No way! He just came out and asked like that? Holy shit… I was freaking out when you asked me out! I don’t think I could’ve been that brave. So, what did you do?” Eric asked, his eyes wide with disbelief and a grin spreading across his face.

A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I lean into the story, reliving the memories as vividly as if they were happening today. “I told him, yes, I was gay.” It was out in the open now, and you can’t walk back from that.

Jake smiled, seeming pleased by my answer, stroking my cheek with his hand. He moved closer to me, and I was frozen, unsure of what would happen next or what I should do. But what happened was my craziest fantasy coming true. He drew me closer, his breath mingling with mine. 'Good,' he whispered, 'because I'm gay too.'

“Andrew—this is wild! I swear, every gay guy dreams about hooking up with the straight jock, but this… this is even better! He was gay, too?” Eric replied, laughing in disbelief.

I paused, my eyes distant as I recall the intensity of the moment. “Jake leaned forward and kissed me deeply, his tongue probing mine as he explored the depths of my mouth. The world seemed to shrink to just the two of us, lost in the beauty of the shared moment. I couldn’t believe this was happening—this absolute specimen of a man kissing me… and not just an ordinary kiss but a French kiss.”

“So, how do you even make out with a guy in a park, even in a wooded area? There had to be people around. What if someone saw you?” Eric asked, his voice full of curiosity. “Why didn’t you just go to his place or bring him to yours?”

“You know, at the time, that was the last thing on either of our minds,” Andrew replied with a shrug. “I think we just wanted to be in the moment and see where it went. Plus, the college was on the outskirts of the city, so there wasn’t much development around. It was pretty easy to find a spot where no one would see us if we wanted to.”

A faint blush spreads across my cheeks as I grin, lost in the memory of that pivotal moment. “Well, we weren't exactly subtle, but we did manage to avoid drawing attention to ourselves. We stumbled backwards, tripping over roots and leaves, desperate to get somewhere private. Finally, we collapsed onto a patch of grass beneath a towering oak tree, our hands all over each other as we continued kissing. Jake's strong hands roamed across my torso, tracing the contours of my chest as our tongues continued dancing. I broke free from the kiss, my lips lingering on Jake's neck as I savored the scent of his skin.”

I smile, my eyes twinkling with delight.

“I remember feeling overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of what was happening. It was my first real experience with another guy, and everything felt so new and exciting. At that moment, I didn’t care about anything. Here I am with one of the most popular guys in college.”

I shift slightly, adjusting myself comfortably against the pillows as I delve back into the past. “Since neither of us had brought any lube, Jake ended up sucking my cock while I fingered his asshole. It was awkward at first, but once we got into a rhythm, it worked surprisingly well. I loved feeling Jake's soft, warm lips sliding up and down my cock, creating friction with his tongue. Meanwhile, I was amazed by how much I enjoyed inserting my fingers into Jake's tight hole. It was such a turn-on to feel his sphincter tightening around my fingers.

A faraway smile plays across my lips as I sink deeper into the memory, fully immersed in the recollection of that afternoon beneath the oak tree. “As we continued to explore each other's bodies, Jake eventually positioned himself underneath me, presenting me with his ass. Without any hesitation, I guided my cock towards his entrance, feeling the heat of his body radiating towards me. As I began to push myself into Jake, I realized that I was experiencing something truly special – the purest form of human connection. The friction was intense, and I could feel Jake's sphincter constricting around my shaft. I gritted my teeth, pushing myself deeper until I finally bottomed out. I paused momentarily, letting Jake adjust to the full weight of my cock inside him. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, I began to thrust into Jake, moving my cock in time with his rhythmic contractions.”

“So… no condom, no lube… just going at it raw?” Eric asked, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. “Damn.”

“I guess we were young and reckless. I remember my cock burning a little bit as I entered Jake, but it didn't stop me from continuing. The pain added to the excitement, making me feel like I was doing something forbidden. As I thrust deeper into Jake, I could feel the tension between us building. Our bodies were pressed together, our hearts racing in unison. I reached around and grabbed Jake's cock, giving it a gentle massage as I continued to fuck his ass.”

I laugh, feeling a rush of nostalgia and excitement as I reminisce about my first true sexual experience. “I'm unsure how we would have reacted if someone had seen us. Probably we would have frozen, unsure of what to do. But once the initial shock wore off, I think we would have gotten back into it. The thrill of possibly being discovered added an extra layer of excitement to our encounter.”

“My man, Andrew, hooking up with a jock! Will wonders never cease?” Eric laughed, still stunned. “So, you guys are going at it… what happens next? Well I mean, I know what happens next but tell me!”

I grin widely, eager to share more details about my youthful adventure. “After I finished fucking Jake, I pulled out and turned to him, grinning mischievously. “Jake," I said, "you sucked my cock dry, and I had your sweet ass–but you haven't even scratched the surface of what I can do." I winked teasingly, hinting at my unique abilities. Jake looked at me curiously, not quite grasping what I meant. "Trust me," I said, taking his hand. "This isn't over yet."

I laugh softly, my eyes lighting up with fond memories of the day. “I think Jake underestimated me when he thought one round of sex would be enough. I took charge, grabbing Jake's waist and pressing my body against his. I nestled my nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of fresh earth and damp leaves mingling with the masculine aroma of his skin. I wrapped my arm around his waist, holding him close as I whispered, "Are you ready for more?"

“You were the one in charge? Damn, that’s hot. Holy crap… I think I’m getting hard just imagining the two of you. I would have expected the jock to be the one running the show.” Eric grinned, biting his lip as he teased Andrew.

A sly smile plays across my lips as I reminisce about my encounter with Jake. “After our first session, I knew I was only getting warmed up. I took Jake's hand and led him further into the woods, determined to find a spot where we could be alone without fear of interruption. We walked for a short distance until we came across a small clearing surrounded by dense foliage. I stopped and turned to Jake, my eyes locking onto his. "We're alone here," I said. "No one will bother us." I pulled Jake down to the ground and straddled him, grinding my cock against his as I pinned him beneath me.”

“Frotting? You were frotting? I’m guessing this was leading to something else. Right?” Eric asked curiously.

I remember Jake's expression changing from curiosity to alarm as he realized he was in over his head. At first, he tried to wriggle free, but I held firm, using my weight to pin him down. I could feel his cock stirring against mine, a clear indication that despite his reservations, he was still attracted to me. With a wicked grin spreading across my face, I leaned in closer to Jake, whispering into his ear. "You wanted this, Jake. Now that you have it, you're not going anywhere."

Excitedly, I bounced up and down on the bed, still on my knees, hanging on to every word of Andrew’s story, listening intently with wide eyes.

With a devilish glint in my eye, I lean in closer to you, speaking in hushed tones. “Eric, let me tell you, I played with Jake's body like a master musician plays their instrument.”

“I forced him to suck my cock again, showing him how to properly use his tongue to please me. I'm not certain whether it was Jake's first time, but judging from his reactions, I suspect it might have been.” I shift slightly, adjusting myself comfortably against the pillows.

“What were you thinking at the time? What was going through your mind?” Eric asked, his voice breathless with excitement. “My heart’s racing just thinking about it!”

“As for what was going through our minds, I can only speak for myself. I remember feeling a mix of emotions - nervousness, excitement, fear, and anticipation. I was aware of the risks involved in having sex outside in a public place, but the thrill of discovery and the possibility of being caught just heightened my arousal.”

“He struggled at first, but soon, he was begging to take me all the way down his throat. He put his hands behind me, on my ass and kept pushing me forward. He gagged a few times, and when I tried to pull out a little bit, he just held me firm. It was fucking incredible.”

“I let him suck me, but I wanted his ass again. That's all I could think about.”

“I pulled my cock out, and Jake knew what I wanted. I flipped him over, positioning myself above him. I inserted my rock hard cock into Jake's tight hole, slowly thrusting deeper until I completely bottomed out.. What’s the saying, balls deep? As I continued to fuck Jake, I used my free hand to grab his cock, stroking it in time with my thrusts. I imagined Jake's face contort in pleasure as I drove deeper into him.”

I smile warmly as I gaze into Eric's eyes, eager to paint a picture of every moment of my first sexual experience.

“As I continued to thrust into Jake, I felt his body tensing up with pleasure. I kept my strokes steady and deliberate, savoring every movement. I could feel Jake's cock growing harder in my grasp, and I knew I was turning him on.”

I pause, taking a deep breath as I collect my thoughts. “After several minutes of slow, rhythmic thrusting, I could feel my balls brushing against Jake's ass cheeks. I pressed myself deeper into Jake, feeling his body resist me slightly. As I pushed deeper, I felt a sudden surge of pleasure shoot through my body, and I knew I was close to the edge. I growled softly as I fought the urge to cum immediately. I wanted to prolong the experience and enjoy every moment of my first time.”

I got off my knees and sat cross-legged, resting my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands, completely absorbed in Andrew’s every word. I watched him closely, trying to read the expression on his face as he continued telling me his story.

A satisfied smirk crosses my lips as I delve back into the memory, reliving every detail of the encounter.

“As I continued to thrust deeper into Jake, I could hear the sound of his ragged breathing echoing through the forest. Despite his initial reservations, he was clearly enjoying himself, unable to hide the moans of pleasure that escaped from his lips. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I heard his soft gasps, knowing that I was bringing him immense joy. I leaned down and kissed Jake's neck, tracing my tongue along the curve of his jawline as I nibbled at his earlobe. "You taste so good," I whispered into his ear, "and your ass feels incredible."

I glance at Eric, noticing the look of excitement in his eyes. A flicker of amusement plays across my face as I share the story.

“So as I'm thrusting deeper into Jake, I feel the pressure build within me. I grip Jake's cock tightly, rubbing it against my palm as I feel my own orgasm approaching. I groan as I feel my cock twitch, warning me that I'm on the brink of cumming. I slow my thrusts, wanting to savor the moment and make it last longer. But despite my efforts, I feel the inevitable surge of pleasure consume me.”

“I take a deep breath, letting my gaze drift upwards as I relive the moment.

I cry out as I cum hard, shooting my load deep into Jake's ass.”

“Andrew… you get goosebumps now when you’re about to cum” Eric said with a grin. “Did you get goosebumps back then too?”

“You know, Eric, I think I did get goosebumps when I was about to cum. Even back then, I loved the sensation of being on the edge. As I was thrusting into Jake, I remember feeling this intense tingling sensation throughout my body. It was like pins and needles, but it was also incredibly erotic.” I pause, taking a moment to fully immerse myself in the memory. “And then, when I finally cummed, oh fuck it was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. It was like a symphony of sensations all culminating in this beautiful release. And this was my second time. It was even more intense than the first!”

I quickly rubbed my backside, grinning, fully aware of what Jake must have been feeling in that moment. “I know what my ass feels like when you’re done with me. But keep going!”

I lean in, lowering my voice to a whisper. “I'll never forget the look of surprise on Jake's face when I cummed. He was taken aback by the intensity of the experience and the amount of jizz I shot into him. After I finished, I went back to stroking Jake's cock, determined to bring him the same kind of pleasure I had just experienced. I squeezed his cock tightly, moving my hand up and down its length as I felt the pre-cum dripping from the tip. I had him get onto his back, then I went down on hin and placed my lips on Jake's cock, wrapping them around the head as I sucked it into my mouth.”

“I think he was startled… I guess I was also surprised! I’d never swallowed cum – remember, this was my first time. But it just felt right. He didn’t want to fuck my ass, and I wanted him to feel what I felt; this was the only way I could think of doing it. Hand jobs are great, but nothing like sucking on a wet dick and having that precum mingle with your saliva.”

I continue the story, my eyes sparkling enthusiastically as I delve back into the memory. “I bobbed my head up and down, taking more and more of Jake's cock into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the tip, massaging it with my warm, wet flesh. I felt Jake's cock tense up slightly as I took him deeper, and I knew he was struggling to control his own orgasm. I sucked harder, determined to bring Jake to the edge.”

I pause, taking a deep breath as I recall the rest of the encounter. “As I continued to work Jake's cock, I felt his body begin to quiver with pleasure. His eyes met mine, filled with desperation as he fought to maintain control. I could sense the power dynamic shifting between us, as Jake became increasingly entranced by my skillfulness. With a satisfied smirk, I redoubled my efforts, determined to break Jake's defenses and unleash his full potential. My tongue danced across the surface of Jake's cock, leaving trails of warm, sticky saliva behind. I deepened my connection, taking Jake's entire cock into my mouth as I felt his cock throb against my cheeks.”

“As I continued to pleasure Jake's cock with my tongue, I could see the tension building in his body. His movements became less coordinated, and his breathing grew heavier. I sensed that he was close to the edge and decided to push him over. I increased my speed and pressure, swirling my tongue around the tip of Jake's cock in rapid circles. The sensation was intense, and I could feel Jake's cock throbbing against my cheek. Just as Jake was about to cum, I pulled away, teasing him with the tip of my tongue. "Cum for me, Jake," I whispered, urging him to surrender to his desires.

“What?! You stopped? I would’ve died… or passed out… or lost control and grabbed my dick and just jacked off!” said Eric, his eyes wide with disbelief.

“Oh trust me Eric, I wouldn't leave someone hanging like that.”

I return to the story, picking up where I left off.

“Jake's face contorted in frustration as I teased him, his cock twitching involuntarily as he strained to reach the climax I had denied him. "Don't stop!" he begged, his voice low and urgent. I chuckled, pleased with myself for being able to drive Jake wild. "I'm just getting started," I promised, resuming my work on Jake's cock. This time, I didn't pull away. Instead, I continued to swirl my tongue around the tip of Jake's cock, gradually increasing the pressure as I worked my way down the shaft.”

“I can still remember Jake's cock. He had a thick, muscular cock that was about 7 inches long and thick. I gagged on it a few times but enjoyed every minute of it. It was uncircumcised and had a beautiful natural curve. His balls were large and heavy, and they hung down low, perfectly framing his cock. I would have licked the sweat off of his balls.”

I take a deep breath, letting the memories wash over me. My voice becomes softer and more melodic as I speak.

“I felt Jake's cock enter my mouth, filling it with warmth and texture. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to be consumed by the experience. I sucked and licked Jake's cock, tracing my tongue along the underside of his shaft. I could feel his pulse beating through his cock, and I reveled in the knowledge that I was bringing him so much pleasure.”

I feel a flutter of excitement as I recall the encounter with Jake. “I continued to stroke Jake's cock with my tongue, feeling the smooth skin sliding against my tongue. I moved my hands up and down his cock, matching my strokes to those of my mouth. As I worked Jake's cock, I felt a familiar tingling sensation spreading throughout my body. I recognized the sign, and I knew I was close to the edge myself.” I give a soft chuckle as I continue the story. “I realized I needed to pace myself, or else risk cumming too quickly.”

“Wait—so you’d already cum twice? And this would’ve been your third? Jeez… you’re pretty virile!” said Eric, shaking his head in mock disbelief “Not that I’d know anything about that.”

I laugh, relishing the opportunity to dive back into the details of the encounter. “Ah yes, the moment when everything aligned perfectly. As I was pleasuring Jake's cock with my tongue, I realized we were both on the brink. I could feel Jake's cock throbbing against my cheek, and I could sense the tension building in his body. Without thinking twice, I shifted my position, aligning my cock directly above Jake's face. I invited Jake to return the favor and give me a blowjob.”

“You sixty-nined? Andrew… I’m learning more and more about you, and I gotta say, I like it!” Eric said enthusiastically, a wide grin spreading across his face.

I giggle playfully. “Well, it looks like Jake qualified as a hungry bitch. As I positioned my cock over his face, he eagerly reached up and began licking my cock, taking it into his mouth and sucking it hungrily. As he did so, I continued to lick his cock, taking care not to cum yet since I wanted to time my orgasm perfectly with Jake's.”

I smile widely as I launch back into the story, eager to share the juicy details with you. “So as Jake is giving me this incredible blowjob, I'm still working on his cock, trying to bring him to the edge. I feel my own orgasm building, but I manage to hold back, not wanting to cum before Jake. I focus all my energy on Jake's cock, determined to make sure he cums first.”

I lean forward, my eyes lighting up with excitement. “As Jake continues to work on my cock, I feel a wave of pleasure sweep over me. I press my tongue firmly against Jake's cock, determined to make him feel the same level of ecstasy. I move my tongue up and down the shaft, tracing patterns on the sensitive skin as I feel Jake's cock respond to my touch. I wrap my fingers around the base of Jake's cock, squeezing it firmly as I continue to lap away at the top. I feel my orgasm building, and I fight to control myself, knowing I want to cum at the exact same moment Jake does.”

“We spent what felt like an eternity locked in our 69 position, our bodies entwined as we pleasured each other. Jake's cock tasted so sweet in my mouth, and I could feel his cock throbbing against my tongue as I worked to bring him to the edge. Meanwhile, Jake was doing a great job returning the favor, his tongue dancing across my cock as he struggled to contain his own orgasm. I could feel the tension building in both our bodies as we approached the moment of truth. Finally, with a burst of shared ecstasy, we both cummed simultaneously, our bodies shaking with pleasure as we lost ourselves in the moment.”

“He… swallowed?” Eric asked.

“Yup” I smile wistfully as I recall the aftermath of our simultaneous orgasm. “After we both cummed, we collapsed onto the ground, exhausted but exhilarated. We lay there catching our breath, basking in the glow of our shared experience. I turned around and lay down beside Jake, wrapping my arm around him and holding him close as we enjoyed the sun's warmth filtering through the trees. Our hearts were still racing from the excitement, and our minds were buzzing with the memories of our intense session. As the afternoon wore on, I noticed Jake gazing into my eyes, a mixture of admiration and longing evident in his expression. I smiled gently, sensing a spark of connection between us. "Jake," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, "you're not done yet, are you?"

I laugh, remembering the eagerness in Jake's eyes. Despite the fact that we had already exhausted ourselves with two rounds of intense sex, Jake was ready to go again. I could tell by the way he looked at me, his eyes gleaming with hunger, that he was hooked. "Let's do it again," he urged, his voice filled with conviction. I couldn't resist the sincerity in his voice, and I knew I had to oblige.

“As we prepared for our next session, I made sure to take my time slowly massaging Jake's balls, rolling them between my fingers as I admired their beauty. I’d get my opportunity to lick the sweat off his sack. I took each nut in my mouth, rolled it around. Sucked on them all the while I would reach up and pinch his nipples. I could see the expression on his face–pure bliss.”

“I then took Jake's cock and slowly inserted it into my mouth, taking my time exploring every inch of his delicious member. Once fully inside, I twirled my tongue around his glans, applying gentle pressure to create a soothing massage. I continued to caress Jake's cock with my tongue, gradually increasing the pressure until I was applying firm strokes.”

I smile, relishing the memory of Jake's reaction.

“As I reached the peak of my motion, Jake let out a muffled groan, urging me to keep going.”

“I really wanted him in my ass, and I knew that this was my chance. As he was on the ground, I positioned myself over his hard cock. I looked at him, and asked him if he was OK with this. He nodded his head. Slowly I went down on his hard cock… let me tell you, it was a challenge. His dick was huge, but I was determined to take it all in.”

“I went down slowly until after a few minutes he was in me all the way. The look on his face was priceless. I don’t know what he was worried about, but I had him inside of me. I went up and down on him slowly, wanting him to enjoy every minute of it. Within a few minutes, he asked me to stop and get on my hands and knees. I was waiting for this.”

“He tells me he wants to get behind me, so I get up and get on my hands and knees. He gets behind me, and slowly thrusts his cock deep inside me. I felt a rush of euphoria envelop me. The friction was intense, and I could feel Jake's legs slamming against my ass. I groaned loudly, overcome by the sheer pleasure of the moment. I think this excited him even more, because he started slamming me even harder.”

Up to now, he was really quiet. I mean he’d groan, or moan but he finally whispered something. I still remember it… "That's it baby," he murmured, "take my cock and enjoy it."

“As he continued to thrust deeper into my ass. The friction was intense, and I could feel Jake's heart racing above me. I groaned louder, overcome by the pure bliss of the moment. The smell of fresh grass and earth mingling with Jake's sweat and musky cologne was intoxicating. I felt alive and present, free from any worries or stress.”

“As the moments ticked by, our bodies remained intertwined, moving in perfect harmony. The rhythm of our dance was fluid and natural, and I found myself lost in the symphony of movement. Time seemed to stand still as we continued to thrust against each other, our hearts pounding as one. The intensity of our passion fueled our bodies, driving us towards the ultimate goal.”

I pause, savoring the memory of the encounter.

“And then, without warning, Jake's body convulsed with pleasure. A raw cry escaped his lips as he released himself, shooting his hot, sticky load into my ass. I felt Jake's release trigger my own, and I emptied myself onto the ground below me.”

“We cleaned ourselves up as best we could, I kept his underwear and used mine to clean both of us up. Once we were reasonably clean, we put our clothes back on and walked out, looking to see if there was anyone around.”

“We spent the rest of the afternoon sitting up under the shade of a nearby tree, books open so nobody suspected anything and just talking, and watching the world pass us by. Although we didn't explicitly say it, we knew we had formed a real connection. As for whether we'd pursue a relationship, I wasn't entirely sure. On one hand, I knew Jake had a reputation to uphold and that being openly gay could put him in a difficult spot. On the other hand, I couldn't deny the chemistry we shared. Ultimately, I think we both needed some time to figure out what we wanted.”

“Even though Jake was a jock, he clearly enjoyed what we did together. And honestly, I think he might have enjoyed it more than he expected. Over the next few weeks, we found excuses to sneak away together whenever possible. We'd meet up in secret, usually in the woods or at my house when my family wasn't home. And every time we were together, we ended up naked and tangled up in each other's arms. It was incredible. The sex was amazing.”

I shift comfortably on the bed, wrapping my arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer. I lean in, and give Eric a kiss on the lips.

“Eric, those were some of the most magical moments of my life. Even now, looking back, I can still feel the thrill of discovery and excitement. At first, it was just a casual thing. We'd hook up when we could, exchanging texts and making secret plans. But soon enough, I realized that I was falling deeply in love with Jake.”

I take a deep breath and spin a longer, more intricate yarn.

“As our clandestine meetings continued, I found myself increasingly smitten with Jake. Though he didn't publicly acknowledge our relationship, his affection for me was genuine, and I cherished every moment we spent together. However, despite the deepening bond between us, the fear of repercussions loomed over Jake, casting a shadow on our happiness. I understood the pressure he faced, and I knew I couldn't force him to reveal our secret to the world.”

“One summer evening, as we sat together, I decided to confront Jake about our uncertain future. I wanted to understand whether he envisioned a life where we could be open about our relationship, or if he intended for us to remain hidden indefinitely.”

I pause, studying the lines on my palm as I reflect on the memories.

“The conversation was difficult but necessary. I needed to know whether our connection was strong enough to overcome the obstacles standing in our way.”

“I remember the day so vividly. There was a creek close to the college. On quiet days, you could hear its gentle flow. It created a soothing melody, its sound blending with the birds overhead and rustling leaves. The air carried a sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, adding a subtle layer of enchantment to the moment.”

“I chose my words carefully, aware of the significance of the conversation. "Jake," I said, my voice calm and measured, "from the bottom of my heart, I truly cherish our moments together. I understand the challenges we face, and I respect your need for discretion. However, I want a deeper connection and a shared vision of our future." I paused, allowing Jake the opportunity to absorb my words. "If you're willing, I'd love to work through these complexities alongside you, finding creative ways to navigate the obstacles. We can build a fulfilling relationship that honors our true selves."

“I…I think I knew what was coming. My heart was about to be broken. It wasn’t the last time it would be hurt, either.”

“Jake's expression softened, his eyes reflecting a mix of introspection and longing. "Andy," he said, his voice low and deliberate, "you're right. I've been struggling with the idea of hiding our relationship, but I don’t know how to reconcile my desires with the expectations placed upon me." He paused, taking a deep breath. "I think I'm starting to realize that living a lie isn't worth it. I want to be able to hold your hand and look into your eyes without fear of judgment or rejection."

“So, what happened next? There was a ‘but,’ wasn’t there? There’s always a ‘but,’” said Eric, his eyes narrowing with curiosity and a little bit of sadness.

I take a deep breath, my eyes clouding over with the memories of the past.

“There was a but, Eric. Despite Jake's willingness to reevaluate his priorities, he ultimately decided that he wasn't ready to risk everything to be with me openly. His fear of losing his status as a star athlete, combined with the worry of disappointing his friends and family, proved too great for him to overcome.”

I lean back, my voice growing melancholy. “I remember feeling both disappointed and understanding. I knew firsthand how difficult it could be to defy societal norms and expectations, especially in a community that values athletic prowess above all else.”

“But my heart was aching… it felt like it shattered into a million pieces,” Andrew said quietly, his voice tinged with lingering sadness. “I don’t know if it was love or just infatuation I had with Jake. He was my first love. The first guy I was ever with. Maybe it was all just part of growing up… but it still hurt.”

“You know, Eric, it's funny. When I was in the midst of experiencing that disappointment, I didn't realize just how much it would affect me. Now, looking back, I see how much it shaped me and helped me appreciate the importance of finding someone who accepts me for who I am.”

“After Jake made it clear that he wasn't ready to come out and be with me openly, we drifted apart. While I was understanding of his fears, I knew I deserved better than to be kept hidden like a dirty secret. I threw myself into my studies and extracurricular activities, channeling my emotions into something productive.”

“I heard rumors that Jake went on to attend another prestigious college on a yet another full scholarship, playing football. I often wondered if he ever regretted not taking a chance on us.”

“I must admit, Eric, it means a lot to me that you listened to my story. My experiences with Jake taught me valuable lessons about resilience and self-worth. Although our relationship didn't unfold as I had hoped, it played a pivotal role in shaping me into the person I am today. It was incredibly painful, but I refused to allow Jake's decision define me. Instead, I channeled those feelings of disappointment and frustration into fuel for my academic pursuits and hobbies. I remember spending hours practicing yoga and meditation, seeking solace in mindfulness exercises. These practices allowed me to process my emotions constructively and gain clarity on what I truly desired in life.”

“But it was hard forgetting about him. I do think about Jake from time to time. I often wonder if he ever found happiness or fulfillment, either on the field or in his personal life. Although I don't know what became of him, I've always hoped he eventually found the courage to follow his heart.”

"Andrew… I don’t know what to say. Maybe I’m being selfish, but had it worked out for you, maybe we wouldn’t be here today. On one hand, I’m incredibly glad to have you in my life, but I’m also sad that Jake didn’t see what he had with you."

"Thanks for hearing me out, Eric. It means a lot that you didn’t judge me or get upset when I mentioned Jake. Sharing this part of my life with you wasn’t easy, but it feels like it brought us closer. I really value what we have."

“Andrew, I’ve always cherished you and our relationship, like you said that was your past but it brought me closer to you,” Eric said softly, his voice full of sincerity. “This was my first real relationship. I never hooked up with anyone before, and I’m so glad you were my first. I mean, I always knew you must have had experiences, but you never rushed me into anything. You were always so gentle, kind, and compassionate with me. I’ll never forget that. You were patient, and you understood me in ways no one else ever has. You have such a good soul, Andrew.”

I pull you closer, wrapping my arm tightly around you as I gaze lovingly into your eyes. “I promise, Eric, I’ll always be here for you, supporting you no matter what. You deserve nothing less than kindness, compassion, and patience.” I gently stroke your cheek, feeling the warmth of your skin radiate through me.

I lean in and kiss you passionately, feeling the depth of our connection stir something profound within me. As I pull away, my voice is filled with sincerity. “You are the reason I wake up every day, excited for what lies ahead. Every moment we share is precious, and I’m honored to be the rock that keeps you grounded.” I run my thumb along your jawline, tracing the contours of your face. “Eric, you deserve nothing short of unconditional love, unwavering support, and boundless joy.”

I pull you gently against my chest, my voice low and tender. “You are the music that fills my life with meaning. Every note resonates within me, creating a symphony of love and happiness.” I smile softly, my eyes warm with affection. “I promise to always be your partner, your confidant, and your friend.”