me and dylan

Dylan was your normal guy. He skateboarded, rode bikes, fished. He was also an all around good guy. After he had hit puberty long time ago, he became an even better looking guy. You could tell he was packing some meat. Guys loathed him, and girls loved him. He was a real teenage heart-throb. Dylan was the kind of guy you wanted to take home, to meet your parents.
Well we’ll start from the beginning my name is Isaac. I am 18 now as I write this story. I had always been attracted to other guys even before I discovered the temptation of masturbation. When I was a boy I would often dress in my sisters clothes, play her Barbie dolls, and wear her make-up. I didn’t do it too often though. I lost complete interest in it. Now I am tall, broad shouldered, and pretty well hung. I have golden brown hair that is not too long, but not too short. I have got stone cold grey eyes.
Anyway it was fall of our 11th grade year. I was helping the football team claim victories. I was a pretty big kid so I played almost every position. Dylan was smaller so he played a safety. I remember the game. We beat our across town rivals by one touchdown and a field goal. We were so excited.
The team was going to play in the championships. We picked up our coach and carried him into the locker room. He gave a rousing speech. After that he left, and we showered. Since our showers were small, we had to take turns. I always went last so I could get a good look at all the other guys. I was very good at controlling my boners so it wasn’t a big deal. I sat on the bench in nothing but my towel.
Dylan walked over and sat down beside me in his towel. We started chatting, a few minutes later the shower and locker room were pretty empty. Dylan and I walked into the showers. He took the shower furthest away from me, which sort of made me mad. I wanted to look at him. But I didn’t make it obvious. I quietly washed up and grabbed my towel and walked out and dried off. I was putting on my clothes when, Dylan came out stark ass naked. He saw me and tried to cover up.
I said, “What’s the big deal, I have one too.”
He laughed then continued to cover his dick as he walked towards his locker. I smiled, and got dressed. I was sitting down to text, my girlfriend Veronica.
Dylan said, “Hey Isaac, can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” I said, hoping he was going to say the words, will you suck my cock, “, we’re here alone so what is it?”
Dylan asked, “Do you like me?”
I said, “Like you like a brother, or like-like you?”
He answered, “Like-like me.”
Now was my only chance, I said, “Yes.”
He said, “I figured, you were staring at me in the shower.”
I said, “You won’t tell anyone will you?”
He said, “I might, you fucking faggot.”
With that he ran out of the room wearing his blue jeans and T-shirt. I ran out after him, I ran to my car. I cried. I didn’t want anyone to know I was gay, not yet at least. I cried for a while longer. Then started my car and drove home. I went to bed, crying softly so I didn’t wake my parents, or my brother Steven. I was glad it was Friday night.
Monday morning I was getting dressed for school. I nervously put on a button down shirt and my favorite pair of tight fitting, faded blue jeans. I walked out to my car. Got in I looked right where my speedometer is; there was a little piece of paper. I grabbed it, and unfolded it. It read.
Dear Isaac,
I’m so sorry about what I said in the locker room the other night. Please find it in your heart to forgive me. The reason why I said the things I said is because I am gay. I thought I was ready to come out to you then, but I couldn’t follow through with it. If you’ll forgive me, please meet me in the men’s room nearest the office, after lunch.
I had butterflies in my stomach. I started the car and almost stalled it out 3 times before I got out on to the street. I got to school, parked the car, and went to homeroom. After first period the day seemed to fly by. The bell rang and lunch was over, I nervously walked to the men’s room. Dylan wasn’t there. I turned to walk out as he was walking in. He smiled, and gave me a hug.
He said, in a hushed whisper, “I’m gay.”
I said even quieter, “I am too.”
He smiled and he hugged me longer. The bell rang as we were walking out of the bathroom.
I said, “Shit, Mr. James is going to kill us, we’re late.”
He said, “Fuck him, worthless twat.”
We walked into Mr. James’s classroom. He started screaming at us, as we took our seats. When he was done yelling he stormed to his desk and wrote us up. Dylan and I laughed on the inside. After that the day went slower than all hell. The bell rang it was time to go home. I walked to my locker to grab my things. Dylan met me there.
He asked, “I hate to impose, but could you give me a ride home?”
I replied, “Sure, I wanted to talk to you anyway.”
Together we walked to my car. He told me where he lived I started driving.
I asked, “Why did you come out to me?”
He answered meekly, “I love you, Isaac.”
I blushed as I said, “How long have you known you were gay?”
He said, “Since 6th grade.”
He asked me, “Why did you come out to me?”
I answered, “Because, I have fancied you for a while.”
He blushed, as we drove. We were coming up on a dirt road that led to the lake, I turned down it. He didn’t object. When I took another road off to the left, he looked worried. When I pulled onto another road on the right, he looked down right scared. I got out of the car and walked to the other side to open the door for him. He refused to get out.
I told him, “I’m not going to hurt you. Why would I do that?”
He shrugged and got out. He stepped away from the car. I grab him and pull him into a kiss. He doesn’t kiss me back at first. He stands there awkwardly, until his brain comprehended what was going on. He started kissing me back, his eager tongue exploring my mouth. I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants.
I pulled down his boxers and gazed in awe, at the huge cock that was hardening in front of me. I took it in my mouth. I started bobbing on his cock as it grew to a huge 9 inches. I couldn’t fit most of it in my mouth. I was really enjoying his cock. I was growing hard in my own pants. I stopped blowing hi long enough to check my cell phone for the time. It was only 3:30, my brother wouldn’t be home till 5 and my parents wouldn’t be home till 6.
I asked Dylan, “You want to go back to my house? No one is home.”
He said, “Yeah sounds great.”
He got zipped up and we drove back to my house. We were walking in the through the garage door, into the kitchen. I walked him to my room. I stopped in front of my bed; he got on his knees and started sucking my dick. It was only 6 inches. I suggested that we 69. We were lying on bed sucking each other’s cocks. I could tell my orgasm was close. But not too close. We just kept sucking away. I came first, but I didn’t stop sucking his dick until he shot his massive load into my mouth. I hungrily swallowed all of his seed.
We relaxed, and then I drove him home. Before he got out of the car I said, “Dylan I love you.”
He said, “I love you too.”
I asked, “Will you be my boyfriend?”
He said, “Isaac, I would love to but I’m not ready for that yet, so no.”
I was a little upset. I pulled a smile on my face as I said, “I love you anyway, want to do that again tomorrow?”
He said, “Yeah, that was awesome.”
I said, “It’s a date.”
He playfully smacked his ass and said, “Maybe you’ll get some of this.”
I laughed and said, “I sure hope I do. See-ya later man.”
He opened his door and walked into his house. I sped away, feeling like the luckiest man in the world.
Tuesday came…
The same happened again I drove Dylan to my house. When I got home and found that my parents were home, I told Dylan to sit in the car. A bit disappointed I walked to my room, grabbed 2 condoms and a few sachets of lube. On my way out I grabbed a baseball bat and a mitt, I also grabbed the key to the cabin we had. I told Mom and Dad that my friend Dylan and I were going to the batting cages. I c

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