Coming Out: An after-school job leads to a sexual awakening

My rest of my week is undramatic, particularly with Chris suspended at work. My shifts are with Linda, one of the other night managers, and Brian, the store manager who has taken some of Chris’ shifts. 

Ryan, Andrew and Shawn overlap with me some. Ryan stopped me in the kitchen area and whispered that he wanted to fuck me and suggested we meet in the restroom after work. Andrew, meanwhile, grabbed his crotch and leered at me when I walked by him. 

Shawn… Well, he wanted to talk. We took a break together. He told me how upset he was by Saturday night and that he considered telling his sponsor family what happened. 

He leaned in and in a low voice asked me if I was gay. I blushed and stammered that I didn’t know. I acknowledged that I get aroused when I think about guys and that I have liked what I’ve recently done despite the circumstances. 

Shawn told me that he thought he was gay and had fooled around a couple times with his best friend in Australia. He said he wondered if Chris was repressed and acting out of anger. I shrugged and asked if it really mattered. We hugged and promised to support each other. 

At school, I avoided Sebastian. We had made plans for a weekend at his house. That was based on the promise he made earlier. Remember: I agreed to blow him in a school bathroom but only if it was followed by a third experience together where I would suck him off again but also get to explore his whole body. 

It sounded great at the time, but I’ve been debating whether to follow through. My dick had its opinion. But another part of me wanted me to stop what I had been doing and to start trying to like girls or at least focus on school. 

It was the end of school on Thursday when Sebastian cornered me by my locker. His outgoing, charming personality was fully engaged. 

“Hey, Matt” he said. “We need to finalize plans for Saturday. You looking forward to it?”

I said: “I don’t know, Sebastian. You weren’t thrilled by what I suggested. What we did, what Chris has made me do… I’m so confused about my life. I should just stay home.” 

I’m welling up with emotion. 

“Look, Matt,” he says. “I don’t know what you’re going through. I can only imagine what it’s like to try to adjust to being different in what attracts you given all the expectations people have."

Sebastian grips my arm and continues. “I have an uncle in New York. He’s gay and really nice. He works at a big ad agency on Madison Avenue. Dad always says that it’s his life to live. My parents are having dinner with him while they are in New York. He’s managed. If that’s who you are, I guarantee you can manage, too.”

He then turns to our plans. 

“About Saturday, I said you were pushing my limits. But I agreed. It’s your call. At least come over for the night. We’ll get some pizza, watch some TV and hang out. If you decide you want me to keep my promise, we can do that. If you don’t, we’ll still have a great friends night.”    

I’m choking up and ask, “Are you sure?” 

Sebastian says yes. He wipes a tear from my cheek. I wonder how he has the self-assuredness to touch me like that in a crowded high school hallway. How can he talk so plainly and confidently while I’m so confused and scared? I agree to Saturday.

Sebastian pulls up at my house Saturday late afternoon. 

It’s an unusually warm November day in Grand Valley. He’s dressed in shorts, a t-shirt and a windbreaker. He comes inside and greets my mom. She is abuzz with questions about his plans for college and what he likes to study. 

She turns the conversation to whether he knows any girls that I would like. That’s when I say we need to go. 

I haven’t decided how I want the evening to play out. Seeing him in shorts has made my cock very determined in what choice it wants.

We stop at Pizza Palace and place an order to go. While we wait, we have some Cokes and play Pac Man and Galanga. I’m an ace on video games and beat him almost every time. 

Sebastian’s family is pretty well off, and we pull up to a large home in a nicer section of town. There is a family room with a huge color TV and cable service. My family still has a modest black-and-white TV, and we only have the three on-air channels. Sebastian’s bedroom is larger than my parents’ and has a queen-size bed. In the backyard, there is a deck with a hot tub. Sebastian says we can check it out later if I want. 

He tells me to find something on TV and brings us two glasses of Coke with some plates for the pizza.

HBO is showing Star Wars, and it’s a little over a half-hour into the movie. I ask Sebastian what he thinks. He says he loved the movie and that we should watch it again.

Sebastian has taken his shoes off and sits down near me on the sofa. He tells me that the family has an Atari and we can play it later as well. 

“I’m glad you decided to come over, Matt. You don’t need to be so shy. There are assholes like Chris. But I also can tell you that the girls in our classes think you’re smart and nice and wish you’d engage more.”

I tell him that it’s tough because I’m very inward even without my internal conflict about my sexuality. We chitchat as we eat and watch the movie. 

The movie reaches the big battle at the Death Star. 

"So, who did you think the hottest person in the movie was, Matt?” Sebastian asks. “I assume Luke or Han? It’s clear that Leah wouldn’t be of interest.” 

I tell him that Luke has always been my fantasy and ask if he liked Leah. 

“I hate those hair buns,” he replies. “But yeah, I did fantasize about her when the movie came out.” He continues… “So, I’m not blond and I’m taller than Luke. What’s the turn-on about me?”

I shift uncomfortably and blush. “Can’t I have more than one type of guy I like? It’s more than your looks. It’s also the way you engage with people.” I smile, look at his crotch and add, “I could say it’s that lightsaber if you prefer.” We both laugh. 

The movie has ended. There is still some pizza left, but our drinks are empty. 

Sebastian asks if I’d like a beer. “Can we?” I ask. 

Sebastian says his parents don’t mind, that they’d rather teach him to drink responsibly than have him secretly do it. I say sure, and he takes our empty glasses and brings back two bottles of Budweiser. 

He clicks his bottle of beer against mine. 

“So, what shall we do next, Matt?” Sebastian asks. “Want to put on college basketball? Want to play video games? Go to the hot tub? Or…?” He trails off the sentence with a mischievous grin.

“I umm… I …” 

The talk of who I liked in Star Wars and what I like about him definitely activated my sexual impulses, but I’m embarrassed to say so. Sebastian seemed to know. 

“Tell you what. Let’s have the beer and play some video games. We can make it more interesting. Loser of each game has to take something off.”

I can feel the blood rushing into my penis. Strip video games!

“OK,” I say. “But you’ve seen I’m pretty good.” 

He laughs. “Then you’ll be well on your way to what you want. How about Space Invaders?”

I must be flustered. Although I play Space Invaders all the time, I lose our first two games. 

I take off my tennis shoes. “This isn’t a fair start,” Sebastian says. “I already had mine off.” 

I win the next game. I figured he’d take a sock off. Instead, he removes his t-shirt and throws it on my lap. 

It’s the first time I’ve seen Sebastian shirtless since gym class last spring. When I sucked him off in recent weeks, he still was wearing his shirt. 

I love his chest. It’s as well-defined as I remember. He has more hair below his navel now, no longer just a small treasure trail. He also has grown hair around his nipples and there is a smattering spread between his pecs. 

I’m distracted by the view and lose two games. I take off my socks. 

“Your feet?” Sebastian asks. “You’ve lost four games, and all I see are feet. I lose one, and you get a view of my chest.”

I scoff. “You did that to distract me!”

Sebastian laughs. “Of course, I did. I have to win some games somehow.”

I’m now determined to win. I smoke him in the next two games. He is now sock-less. As he takes each sock off, he smells them and drops them in my lap. “You say my whole body turns you on. Does that include feet?”

I scowl at him. “Yes, it does. But that trick isn’t going to work again.”

I kill him in the next round. 

Sebastian stands and faces me and drops his shorts. His huge cock is snug and extremely noticeable in his tight white briefs. 

“Like what you see, Matt?” he asks. He hooks his shorts on a toe, raises his leg up and drops them in my lap. I toss them to the floor with the rest of our clothes. 

“I think you know the answer,” I respond drily. 

The next game is close, but I lose and remove my t-shirt. My chest is far from as defined as Sebastian’s, and unlike him, my hair is limited to a trail that goes down a little way from my navel.

“I’m catching up,” Sebastian notes. “Hey, Matt, check this out…” He rubs his dick in his briefs. 

“Fuck off. Those are coming off with this game,” I say.

I easily win and pump my fist in the air. “That excited?” Sebastian says with a smirk. 

He downs the rest of his beer. He stands in front of me and lowers his briefs. His cock is soft and curling over his nuts. My mouth is watering, and my dick is struggling to escape my jeans. 

“I’m going to need another beer before we go further,” Sebastian says. “Want to go in the hot tub?”  

I’m running my eyes over his body, taking in the entire site. A full view of a nude Sebastian, and I don’t need to be furtive like in gym class. I guess I really wasn’t that furtive since he’s told me that he knew I was looking.

“You need a beer to be ready?” I ask.

“Yeah, actually,” Sebastian replies. “I’m game, but I’m working up my courage.”

Sebastian grabs my hand and pulls me off the sofa. “Get those pants off. I’ll grab the beer and turn on the hot tub.”

Freed from the last of my clothes, my cock snaps out to attention. 

“Wow,” Sebastian says. “I’m honored to know I have that affect on you.” As he walks nude to the kitchen, I take a long look at his ass and know I’m in for a fascinating night. 

We get in the hot tub. Sebastian leans back — arms raised along the back of the hot tub, nipples just above the water line, his legs stretched across the tub to where I’m seated. 

“Thanks, Sebastian,” I say and run a hand up one of his legs. 

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be,” he says. 

I begin massaging his foot — rubbing my thumbs hard over the ball, the arch and the heel. 

With a moan, Sebastian says, “That feels good. If this is what you had in mind, this will be fun.” He takes a drink and leans his head backward. 

I eventually put that leg down, take the other and repeat. When done, I slide deeper into the hot tub between his legs. I run my hands up his thighs under the water and play with his cock and balls as the water bubbles around us. His cock pulses to life.

He asks if I want him to sit up on the edge of the hot tub. I say yes, and he moves up to the deck. His feet and calves remain in the water. His cock and balls rest against the edge of the tub. His cock has grown larger and thicker with my touch. Sebastian leans back on the deck, resting on his hands. 

I slowly stroke his cock as I lick and suck his hairy nuts. His cock hardens to its full 8 1/2 inches of magnificence. I move my mouth from his balls to focus on it. With nothing to rush us this time, I take my time exploring its every detail with tongue. Sebastian is murmuring “Oh, God” and “Yes.” 

His body quivers as I take his cock in my mouth and begin a blowjob. I stop when I sense he might be close to cumming. The night is young, and I have much I want to do. I nuzzle his pubes and the inside of his thighs and ask if he’d like to go inside. 

“Don’t worry,” I say. “There will be an amazing orgasm at the end.” 

We stand. The evening is cool, and we shiver. I take our hard cocks together in one hand and stroke them. “This is incredible,” I say. The skin of his cock pressed against the skin of my cock feels great. I smear the pre-cum leaking from both heads together.

Sebastian picks up some towels. We dry off and go to his bedroom. 

“So what now, Matt? Back to the blowjob?” Sebastian asks. He turns his stereo to a pop station. Duran Duran’s Rio is playing. I smack his ass. “The blowjob? That was to get you excited! You liked the foot massage, right? Lie down and let me do your back.”

He smiles and plops down on his stomach. “That sounds good to me,” he says. 

I stand at the end of the bed and gaze at what is in front of me. I look from his feet upward. The  athletic legs. The hair covering them and then disappearing within his buttocks. A toned back. The curls in his hair. I sigh at the sight. 

I get on the bed and straddle Sebastian’s waist. My balls rest in the small of his back as I lean forward and rub his neck and shoulders. I feel I’m dreaming. Sebastian has a beautiful body, and I’m playing with it. A drip of pre-cum from my hard cock falls onto Sebastian’s spine. 

“Planning a future as a masseuse?” he asks. I reply, “I don’t think mom would approve.” 

I move myself down and run my hands over his ass cheeks, kneading them and feeling their firmness. With my two thumbs firm against his spine, I slowly massage from his tail bone to his neck. Sebastian moans. 

I’m almost flat on top of him and lean down to kiss and nibble one side of his neck and then the other. Who would have ever thought that I’d be in Sebastian’s bedroom doing this? 

Sebastian turns his head back toward me. “Matt, please, no hickey. There is no way I could explain it. Everyone knows I’m not dating anyone.”

I agree. I change positions so I can slowly work down his spine with quick licks of my tongue. When I get to his tail bone, I take one long, steady lick back up to his neck.

I’m straddling over his calves at this point and look down at his ass. I know what I want to do next. 

I stand and spread Sebastian’s legs apart. I massage his calves. I don’t have much hair on my legs and like the feel of Sebastian’s. I begin licking and rubbing my way over the inside of his thighs to reach my destination — his ass. 

I grab his cheeks, spread them open and run my tongue over their interior. Sebastian squirms and says, “Matt, you aren’t…” 

“No, I’m not fucking you. Humor me. Lift your ass some.” 

Sebastian says, “OK.”

I’m looking at his tight, puckered hole enveloped in dark pubic hair. I run a finger over his hole, pressing against it slightly. “Matt…” Sebastian says. “What are you doing? That’s off limits.”

“Hang on!” I reply. 

I go for it. I bury my head in his ass and manipulate my tongue around his sphincter — lapping my tongue against it, flicking the tip of my tongue against it, circling it with my tongue and pushing my tongue into it. 

“Fuck! Fuck!” Sebastian says as he moans in pleasure. I eat his ass as he moans. 

“You’ll have to add that to the list of things you want your next girlfriend do,” I say with a laugh. 

“Be nice!” Sebastian says. “But you are right. I never thought someone licking my asshole would be hot.”

“Could we grab some soda?” I ask. Sebastian bounds off the bed. I notice his hard-on and say, “Looks like you really did find that hot, huh?” 

Sebastian blushes and winks at me. 

We take the cans back to his bedroom, and he flops down on the bed and puts his hands behind his head. 

“Getting a little cocky?” I ask. 

He replies, “I’m having fun.” 

I push his legs apart, kneel between them and suck his dick. I lick it up and down and then run my tongue around it as I take it into my mouth and use my lips to make a tight grip around the shaft as I suck. I play with his nuts and occasionally slip back to his ass to finger his hole.

Sebastian reaches for my head. “I’m close. Take my load,” he says. 

I grab his hands and hold them tight against the mattress. I remove my mouth from his cock. “Not yet.” 

Sebastian tries to move a hand to his cock, but I continue to hold both against the bed.

“My night. Right?” I squeeze his balls, remembering how Ryan abused mine when I was about to shoot. 

“Ow! Matt! What the fuck?” Sebastian says. “Those are my nuts. My mom does want grandchildren. Yes, it’s your night. But you keep getting me so close.” 

“Yes, eventually. I love your cum. You know what they say, milk does a body good.”

Yeah, I squeezed Sebastian’s nuts. But all in all, it was a gentle squeeze, not the hard squeeze like Ryan did to me. I love them. I’m definitely not going to damage them. 

I sit back on my knees and think what I want to do next. I decide to start from the beginning — at his feet. 

I move to the end of the bed and take a foot in my hands. I massage the sole again like I did in the hot tub. But then, I take a different tact. I swirl the tip of my tongue over the bottom of the foot. 

Sebastian shifts nervously. 

I do it again, lightly with the very tip of my tongue followed by a full-on lap with my entire tongue. He swallows a sound and then lets out a giggle followed by a louder and longer giggle. I lightly lick over the sole again, flicking my tongue against it over and over. 

This time, Sebastian bursts out with a laugh and tries to pull his foot away. 

I've discovered that his feet are ticklish. I find myself turned on by that. I take a stronger hold of his foot and begin aggressively licking. Sebastian kicks, but can’t get free. 

“Ma…Matt… Ugh… Pa… Please…” Sebastian is trying to speak amid cries and laughter. I keep going. “I… I… I’m… I’m serious… Sta… Sta… Stop… I… I can’t… I can’t breathe.”

I stop. “Did you say something?” I ask. 

He is panting. “Please, stop. I can’t take that.”

I release his foot. 

“Maybe your other foot is less sensitive,” I suggest as I grip it and tickle its underside with my tongue. Sebastian bursts out laughing and squirming again. “Matt!” 

I stop. Sebastian’s chest is heaving. His cock? It’s rock hard and dripping pre-cum.

“A big stud like you can’t some attention to his feet?” I ask. 

“God, no, I can’t take that.”

I nod. I’ve had my fun and move on. I run my hands over his calves and thighs. I stop and rub the tip of his cock head before grabbing his knees and lifting his legs over his chest. 

“I think your asshole needs more attention,” I say as I look down at his pink hole. I run my tongue from his hole to his nut sac over and over. For the second time tonight, I bury my face between his cheeks and eat his ass. 

“Jesus,” Sebastian cries out. “Ohh… Ohh... It’s soooo sensitive. I need to nut, Matt.”

I put his legs down and straddle them. I slowly stroke his cock. I’m barely running the edge of my fingers against the skin of his head and shaft. My other hand fondles his nuts. 

“You want to cum?” I ask. 

Sebastian: “Yes. Please.” 

I tell him to fuck my hand. I form a loose circle with my fingers around the shaft and he begins to buck his hips to thrust his cock into the ring my fingers have created. Since I’m barely encircling his cock, he is stimulated but not enough to cum.

I laugh and tell him that he is not cumming yet. He groans.

I lower myself and lick up his treasure trail. I run my tongue around his navel and abs as my hands reach up and grasp his nipples. Sebastian lets out a moan. I’ve always admired his perky nipples and now know that they are sensitive, too! 

I hover over one nipple. I swirl my tongue around it and begin nibbling. I pinch it with my fingers, suck on it with my mouth and graze it with my teeth. “Oh, God,” Sebastian moans. I alternate between his nipples as I slowly stroke his cock. 

Sebastian whimpers and again makes the mistake of telling me he’s about to shoot. I stop stroking and release his nipple. Sorry, no orgasm yet. 

I now straddle his waist and run a finger over his lips while giving him a mischievous look. I sit there like that for a minute to let us catch our breaths. 

His hard cock is laying against his pubic region. I plant my ass firmly atop it so it’s pressed down between our bodies. I run my hand over the small cluster of chest hair. 

“Where did this come from?” I ask. “It wasn’t there in gym class.”

“It grew this summer,” he says. 

“I like it,” I respond. 

“Is there anything about my body you don’t like?” he asks. 

I think and reply, “Your ear lobes.”

Sebastian self-consciously rubs one of his lobes and asks, “What wrong with them?”

I laugh. “I was joking. I couldn’t think of anything. That seemed like a funny answer.”

“Don’t joke about my ear lobes,” Sebastian responds. “I have cute ear lobes.”

I grin, twist one of his nipples and say, “Back to work!” He yelps. His dick is still pressed between our bodies, and I begin grinding over it with my butt cheeks. Slowly, steadily, forcefully. 

Sebastian is moaning again. I wish I had a recording of all the different ways he has whimpered and moaned. I grind back and forth on top of him. He grips my wrists and seems to think I’m going to let him shoot. Wrong again. I stop and look down at him, shaking my head. 

I stop grinding and  push away his hold of my wrists and instead grab his. I position his arms behind his head. I then bury my face in one of his pits. 

I have been in love with these hairy pits for a long time. I so wanted to lick the sweat from them after gym class. I tongue one and then the other. He’s built up a lot of sweat from our time in bed. I like the taste. I like the feel of my tongue running through the pit hair. 

“My balls are going to burst, Matt,” he says. “Please, let me jerk off. This is too much.” 

I ignore him and keep licking his pits.

“You need to cum?” I finally ask. “Yes, please. Please, Matt,” he says. 

I stroke him without saying anything for a moment. I then reply, “How bad do you want to cum?” 

Sebastian looks at me in exasperation. “Matt!”

I want to keep going, but I know it’s time. 

I begin sucking his cock. I deep-throat it and aggressively bob my head up and down on it. It doesn’t take long. Sebastian gasps loudly and arches his back. He fires load after load of cum into my mouth. 

“God, Matt… God damn.” 

More cum flows out as he humps up into my throat. I swallow down the sweet, salty, thick milky gift. Then, I sit up, straddling his thighs and fondle his nuts. A dribble of cum rolls out the slit of his head. I collect it on a finger and swallow it. 

“Are you sure there is no more in there?” I ask. 

Sebastian looks at me, “I’m drained. I’ve never shot that much before. Ever!”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I have!”

My cock is hard. I’ve been playing with it every time I had a free hand and stroked constantly it while I gave Sebastian his blowjob. I’m close to cumming. 

I quickly pump my cock and fire rope after rope of cum over Sebastian’s chest. I look down and count five long strings and twice as many splatters. One rope of cum hit his chin and is dripping off it. 

Sebastian is startled. He was regaining his composure from cumming himself and didn’t expect that. I can tell he isn’t exactly comfortable that I’ve covered him in my cum.

“Don’t worry, Sebastian,” I say. “I’ll clean it up.” 

I lean forward and lap up my own load. I smile and ask if he’d like to shower. 

“It will be like gym class,” I say with a laugh. Sebastian shakes his head and agrees. 

I insist on lathering his body with soap. Memories of gym pass through my mind. We towel off and put on bathrobes. We sit down on the sofa in the living room with our Cokes. 

“Sebastian, I got to say that this was so amazing. You really followed through on your promise. You could have backed out or stopped me. I’m so happy you didn’t.”

Sebastian doesn’t respond immediately. 

“Matt, I had fun, too. Maybe it didn’t show on the outside, but inside it did freak me out that a guy was doing all that you did to me.”

He continues: “You are so passionate. You need to find a guy who is into you. God knows you have talents. I don’t know if my nipples or pits or asshole will forget tonight. My cock definitely likes your oral skills. I also know that I’m never letting anyone lick my feet again.”

He asks if I’d like to go to bed. I ask, “Together?” 

“It’s a sleepover, Matt. Come with me,” Sebastian says. 

We go to his bedroom, and I crawl in next to him, spooning myself into his body. 

“Just to be clear,” he says. “We’re sleeping.” 

Sebastian falls asleep first. I feel his breath on my back as I fall asleep, too.