Up until this point, I hadn't even realised that I had gay leanings, just saw beauty in some people, but I was becoming increasingly infatuated with Bobby, even though I'd only seen him once, and that was briefly in the college canteen. I texted him and asked if he would like to meet me for some fun. A few minutes later, he replied, suggesting Saturday afternoon in some nearby woods, as long as it's not raining. Luckily, it was sunny, so I wore baggy shorts with an inner lining, so I didn't bother with underwear, and a T-shirt. I didn't really know what to expect, so trotted along, playing it by ear. Bobby was also in shorts and a U2 T-shirt, looking even better than he did at college. He took me by the hand and led me into the woods. Just holding his hand made my dick stiffen and my pulse quicken. Deep into the woods, he checked to make sure no one was around, and kissed me. Not a granny peck, but a full-on kiss. I closed my eyes and our mouths opened. My knob tented the shorts. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me closer. My mind was swimming as I gave myself to him. His other hand found its way into my shorts and held my rigid cock, the first time anyone else had touched it. Sticky stuff came out of the piss slit and I thought I would cum. I responded by putting my hand down the back of his shorts and running my fingers over his smooth cheeks. We fell onto the ground amongst the leaf litter, rolling around with a passion that I had never experienced. Our tops came off. he had a delightful sprinkling of downy hair on his chest, and more disappearing into his shorts. I don't think this was his first time, as he seemed to know what to do, and I was happy to let him take the lead. He began kissing my neck, and then down onto my nipples. I didn't even know they were sensitive. It made my cock even harder. Down he went, until he reached the waistband. I lifted my hips and he slipped them off, leaving me naked apart from my trainers. He carried on kissing, up and down my oozing shaft and licking my sack. Just when I thought I'd shoot my load, he stopped, and stripped himself. Our bodies entwined as we rolled around. I felt obliged to do the same to him, so I kissed his neck, and worked my way down, the same as he had. I finally came to his beautiful penis. I gently peeled back the foreskin and kissed the crown. He moaned, so I knew I was doing it right. Cupping his balls, I swallowed as muck cock as I could, and bobbed up and down, masturbating it with my lips and tongue. He worked his way round so that he could suck me as well. All you could hear were birds singing, and us slurping on one another. His dick seemed to grow even more, and then creamy, salty cum spewed down my throat. It was enough to make me follow suit, and I sent a volley of jets into his mouth. We lay there, naked, recovering. It was the biggest orgasm of my young life. We kissed. I could still taste my cum on him. Time just drifted by, could I be falling in love? or was it lust? Either way, it was something I wanted to repeat again and again. Eventually, we had to tidy ourselves up and leave, having a final kiss before leaving the woods. He looked me in the eye and asked if I'd like to do it again tomorrow. I beamed, no need to reply.
Bobby phoned me later that evening, the rest of the family were visiting relatives Sunday, so would I like to come to his house? I decided to wear my new briefs, hoping that they wouldn't be on long. As soon as I was inside the door, Bobby kissed me and took me straight upstairs Snuggled down under the duvet in his warm bed certainly beat the cold leaves, and we had as long as we wanted. As expected, my clothes were soon in a heap on the floor. We lay, kissing and cuddling, rubbing our bodies together. I decided to go down on him first. He smelt fresh from the shower. Bypassing his dick, I nibbled the inside of his thighs. He groaned and opened his legs. I wormed a finger up his crack to his rosebud and deep-throated him, making him squirm. I gave him oral for ages, until he told me to stop because he was getting close, but I carried on until his warm juices flooded my mouth. I came back up and we kissed, me feeding him his babies. "My turn", he whispered, and he disappeared down the bed. He treated me to 15 minutes of head, sometimes licking my scrotum. Then he turned me over, pulled my cheeks apart, and slobbered on my anus. He went back to my cock, but inserted a finger, then two. finger fucking me and sucking me like a vacuum cleaner, I came in buckets.
With us both satisfied, we fell asleep for a while. I woke with Bobby still quietly snoring, and went for a piss, then climbed back in, ready to go again. I spooned him, with my hardness in his crack. Slowly, he came round. "I love you", I whispered in his ear. He pushed back on me and I thought of penetration, but didn't want to spoil things. Instead, I put my arm around him and jerked him hard. He turned to face me, "Tell me again," "I love you." "I love you too." We kissed some more and began making out again. This time, it took longer. We had a sixty nine, and finger fucked each other. It was nearly lunchtime when we both came for a second time.
Reluctantly, I dressed and kissed Bobby goodbye, wondering when we could get together again.
