It began quite simply as a bunch of friends just sitting around drinking. There were five of us - myself, Ryan, Marc, Nick and, last, but absolutely no means least, Corey. I'd always had a thing for Corey, from the first time we'd met back at Junior High. We were now seniors in high school, and Corey had devloped quite well - he was tall and had brown hair with green eyes you could just die in. He had a slight tan to his skin and had strong muscular arms, with bulging biceps peeking from the sleeves of his baggy shirt - mainly due to his position on the football team. I had never seen him topless, let alone naked, but often let my fantasies take control. As I sat on the couch, I sipped on my bourbon and occasionally took glances at Corey. This wasn't anything new - often, in English, I'd glance at him and see him looking at me. I'd turn away, but I'd always had a hope that he might be gay, or bisexual like me. We were watching 'Dazed and Confused' and drinking quite alot. Corey was drinking bourbon, like me. As the night grew longer, everyone began to grow tired. Seeing as it was Marc's house, he let us stay the night. Unfortunately (or should I say fortunately) Ryan had to get up for work the next day and Nick had to be home by 3. The two of them left, and Marc yawned, announcing that he was going to bed. We said goodnight to him and it was just me and Corey in the living room. We turned off the TV and carried on drinking. Eventually, our topic of conversation became girls. "So." I said. "If you could fuck one girl at school, who would it be?" Corey thought for a moment. "Sarah." he replied, taking another drink of beer. "Wouldn't mind getting some of that pussy." I nodded, thinking of a way I could avert the topic of conversation onto gays. It was Corey's turn to ask a question. "You ever fucked a girl?" he asked. I nodded - it was true. Her name was Kristy, and she was who I lost my virgintiy to...although, at the time, I always made myself think I was kissing Simon Rex. I knew that Corey hadn't - although he was one of the better looking guys at school, he'd only ever kissed one or two girls. This was one of my main reasons into thinking that maybe, just maybe, he was gay. I took another drink of bourbon and looked at him. His eyes were heavy with tiredness, and his brown hiar fell onto his face. I so wanted to walk over and kiss him on his lips, filling his mouth with my hot tounge. I felt myself getting hard. I got up and yawned, trying to cover my impending erection. As I stood, Corey spoke. "Who do you think will turn out gay from school?" he asked. I stopped. The conversation had turned to gays - and not by me. I sat down and thought. I rattle off a few a names, and he nodded, agreeing with them all. "What about you?" I asked. He took a drink and thought. "I don't know." he said, looking confused. "I agree pretty much with those people." I nodded and looked at the wall clock. It was 3.48. "I might turn in." I said, pulling out a sleeping bag. Corey nodded. "I agree - I'm going to watch a football game tomorrow." I smiled. As I unfolded my sleeping bag, I saw Corey take off his shoes. I felt my dick shift again and shrugged it off. I had jerked off over Corey many times, but now wasn't the time or the place. As I pulled of my shirt, I felt corey looking at me. I glanced at my upper body. I didn't do much sport, but I did beleive in going to the gym. I had firmly defined pecs with a slight 6 pack. I had strong arms, which a lot of girls said was my best feature. I had also gotten a slight tan over the summer and was a pale golden color. As I turned around, I saw him look at me then turn away. I don't know if it was the alcohol or my 'courage', but I decided to ask him something. "Have you ever kissed a guy?" I asked. He looked at me. "No." he said. I nodded and continued unfolding my bag. "What about you?" he asked. I nodded. "Once." I admitted. "What's it like?" he asked. I shrugged. "Just like kissing a girl - but nicer." I glanced at Corey and he was looking at the TV with a strange look on his face. I took off my shoes and pulled my pants off - I was wearing black boxers underneath. By now Corey had jumped into his sleeping bag, still in his clothes. "Night." I said. He was silent. "Me." he said, breaking the silence. I pulled myself up and leaned on one arm, looking at him. "What?" I asked. He shook his head. "Me." he said. "I'm going to turn out gay." My mouth went dry and my dick sprung up. "Oh." I said. "How long have you known?" He looked at me. "I suppose ever since I met you." I smiled. I was drunk and asleep, and this wasn't really happening. "You are gay, aren't you?" he asked. I nodded. I was actually bisexual, but I didn't really want to deter anything he had in mind. "Could I kiss you?" he asked. I nodded. "I'd be honored." He stood up and pulled himself out of his sleeping bag. He walked over and looked at me. I pulled myself out of my bag and sat there. He leaned forward and placed his firm hands on my chin. He pulled me forward and pressed his warm, moist lips against mine. His tounge found its way into mine and I returned the kiss, meeting his tounge and placing my hands on his back. He continued to kiss me and sat down next to me. I leant in for another kiss but sopped. "What's wrong?" I asked, my irrepresible hard-on crying out for more. "Nothing." he said. He pulled off his T-shirt and I held back a breath. His body wasn't as great as I imagined it, but he did have strong pecs and a six-pack. He smiled. "You like?" he asked. "Yes." I nodded. I leaned in for another kiss and I felt his hands move from my head down my back. We began to lie down, all the time kissing. My hands worked their way down his strong back to the top his jeans. They went under the belt, and I felt the silk boxers underneath. He sat up, unlocking his belt and undoing his pants. He slowly pulled them off and flicked his hair off his face. I stood up next to him and began to kiss his neck. His hands swirled through my hair and I heard him whipser things to me. I worked my way onto his face and kissed his kips before working my way down his chest. We made our way to the floor and I contined on his chest - my favourite part of any mans body. He was completely smooth and I slowly licked his nipples. He began to kiss and lick his stomach and abdominals when I got to his boxers. I could see the package waiting for me and cotinued to kiss as I pulled them down. I gasped at the sight of his 8 inch cock and leant forward. I kissed at the pre-cum and and licked his hard shaft, playing with his balls. I kissed his shaft slowly and took him into my mouth. He started to thrust in my mouth and I smiled to myself. I licked at his large cock and felt his balls begin to tighten. "I'm gonna cum." he whispered. I nodded and felt him explode in my mouth. I swallowed it all and he smiled down at me. He pulled me up and kissed me savagely on the mouth. "My turn." I whispered. He smiled and I felt him turn himself around in my arms. "Fuck me." he said. I nodded. I was finally going to get my cock into his virgin ass. My dick had pre-cum leaking from it, as Corey bent over. I kissed him once on the neck and began to thumb his ass-cheeks apart. He heard him moan and I smelt him - he smelt great. I guided my hard cock into his ass, feeling the tightness of his virgin-ass around my hard cock. I began to pump a little bit, and I heard him moan. As I was fucking him, my hands explored his chisled front. After a few minutes of thrusting and pumping I felt myself begin to cum. I shot my load in Corey and withdrew. We lay on the floor kssing and tounging each other's mouths. He smiled at me. "We'll have to do this again." he smiled, placing his finger up my ass. I smiled. "How about next weekend?" he suggested. I nodded. "But - you're parents?" Corey smiled as he kissed me again and his finger played with my anus. "They'll be gone." I smiled and kissed him deeply. "Neat." I said. And it was - it was even better then that night. but that's another story.
