Hide And Go Seek

It was my senior year of high school. One more week and I’m out of here. Finally graduation. Being a gay kid in a small suburban town isn’t easy. I’ve come to accept my sexuality but homophobia and small mindedness still reigns supreme in this town. Football culture and hyper masculinity is valued over creativity and intellectual pursuits in this school. We had mandatory pep rally before each football game where the entire team were praised and revered as modern day gladiators. The cheerleaders would fawn over all the players while we nobodies in the stands were expected to play along and encourage our heroes to defeat the enemy. No thank you. Not me. I am proud to say that I got through all four years of high school without once attending a Friday night football game. I was sure that once I graduated and got to college I would find my tribe and be able to live my authentic life. Maybe even find a boyfriend and lose my virginity.

Anyway, back to my story. It’s senior week. All week long there were different events to celebrate our graduating class. Today is Friday and we had no classes scheduled; just an outdoor BBQ and games. It wasn’t that much fun for me. I wanted to leave and go home but again this was mandatory. The last event of the day was a giant game of Hide-And-Go-Seek. It went like this: the entire senior class would find a hiding stop in or outside of the school building. After 15 minutes the Student Body President and Vice President would be in charge of finding the hidden kids. As they were found they would join the President and Vice President in seeking the other kids until everyone was found. Yes, it was as lame as it sounds.

I didn’t want to participate but I had no choice. Fortunately I knew of a great hiding spot. There was a janitor’s closet in the basement that nobody seemed to know about. At the bottom of the stairs the hallway turns to the left. However, to the right of the stairs there is a small closet that is easy to miss. I made a beeline to the closet and making sure no one saw me as I slipped inside.

The closet was smaller than I thought. It had a utility sink, a mop and bucket, a few shelves and that’s it. Barely enough room for me to hide in but it was a good option and thought I’d be safe here for a while. Closing the door I got a strong whiff of ammonia from the cleaning products. Standing there my eyes began to adjust to the darkness. I noticed a calendar hanging on the wall in front of me. It was one of those sexy women lying on the hood of a car calendars. I also noticed a shelf above the calendar with a jar of Vaseline and a hand towel.

Gross. The janitor must use this closet to jerk off.  Okay, I thought to myself, just don’t touch anything.

I was standing there for about 5 minutes when the door suddenly burst open.

“Jimmy?” I was shocked to see Jimmy McGovern standing there in front of me. Not only was Jimmy McGovern the co-captain of the football team, he was also my next door neighbor. I’ve known Jimmy ever since my family moved to this one-horse town five years ago. In all that time he was barely spoken to me. Actually whenever Jimmy did speak to me, he’d call me Dweeb, which I suspect is his code word for queer. So you can say there is no love lost between the two of us.

The only good thing I can say about Jimmy McGovern is that he was the one who helped me figure out I am gay. It was during sophomore year and Jimmy and I were in the same gym class. I was sitting on the bench changing out of my gym clothes when Jimmy walked, no not walked, strutted out of the shower area wearing just a jockstrap. I had never seen such a beautiful specimen of a man in my life before. Even as a 16-year-old sophomore, Jimmy had an incredible body. He was tall with lean muscles. He hadn’t yet reached his current 6 foot, 190 pound frame but he wasn’t far off. What I also found fascinating was his hairy chest. It was quite impressive for a 16 year old. No other boy in gym class had developed as much body hair by then. Jimmy seemed so masculine and mature and so desirable. I could see why all the girls in my class found him so sexy.

But beyond Jimmy’s good looks and hairy chest, it was his ass that really got to me. The man, or should I say boy, had the wonderful ass. His standard issue white jockstrap framed his amazing butt cheeks perfectly. It was as if his jockstrap was custom made just for him. Most asses I’ve observed seemed to be round. Jimmy’s however was so muscular that deep dimples formed on each ass cheek. His ass appeared to be rock hard, yet still somehow soft and squeezable.  How could that be? All I wanted to do was reach over and grab them with my two hands. I wanted to kiss it and worship it as the amazing object that it was.

“What are you looking at Dweeb?” was Jimmy’s only response.  How could I tell him that I was looking at perfection? He would never understand. However, I did preserve that image of Jimmy standing in the locker room in his white jockstrap in my mind. I’m not ashamed to say that I rubbed more than a few loads out thinking of that image.

Now two years later we were standing face to face in front of the janitor’s closet during senior week’s hide-and-go-seek game.

“Get out of here Dweeb. This is my hiding spot.”

“No way Jimmy, I was here first.”

“If you don’t move . . . “ was all Jimmy was able to say when we heard a group of kids loudly running down the stairs.  Here it comes. We are going to be found and lose the game. Before I could react, Jimmy slipped into the closet behind me and closed the door. He had his right arm wrapped around my upper body and his left hand covering my mouth. “Don’t make a sound Dweeb.”

I didn’t move a muscle as we heard the group of kids at the bottom of the stairs run down the hall while their voices faded. Obviously, they turned left and didn’t know about the janitor’s closet to the right of the staircase. We were safe for now.

“Looks like we’re stuck here for a while Dweeb.” No problem, except the closet was so small there was no room to move around. And Jimmy’s body was pressed up against mine. His crotch was lined up against my ass.  All I could think about was, I hope I don’t get an unexpected erection in this inopportune time.

As we stood in silence for a while I could swear I could feel Jimmy cock rubbing against my ass and his hot breath against my neck. Just keep your cool I kept telling myself. Don’t panic.

“Check out the hot chick.” Jimmy noticed the wall calendar in front of us. “Well I guess you’re not interested in hot chicks are you Dweeb?” I didn’t respond. “Hey, what’s this?” Jimmy whispered as he reached for something on the shelf next to the Vaseline and hand towel. To my absolute horror Jimmy pulls down an old Penthouse magazine. Great, a nudie magazine while I’m sandwiched in a small closet, cock to ass with one of the hottest guys in school. This can’t end well.

Jimmy is holding the magazine in front of us and he starts flipping through the pages. I try to avert my eyes since the last thing I was to see is some skanks tits and pussy. Not Jimmy, apparently he is loving it. Occasional “Nice” and “Hot” escape his lips and I can feels his cock start to stir in his pants.

Next he starts massaging the growing lump in his pants. I know this because since we are so close together he is rubbing my ass while he is rubbing his cock. Then without warning, the situation goes from bad to worse. Jimmy pulls down his sweatpants and I see him reach for the jar of Vaseline.  I turn and glance behind me and notice that Jimmy is wearing his white jockstrap.  The same jockstrap I’d been fantasizing about and jerking off to for two years now. This made my cock twitch a bit.

“Wait!” I speak out perhaps a bit too loudly. “You are not going to jerk off, are you?”

“Relax. You don’t have any brothers, but I do. It’s perfectly natural to jerk off in front of your brothers.” I admit. The idea of Jimmy jerking off in front of his brothers Kevin and John did turn me on a bit. I still didn’t want to be standing here is this small closet while he pounded his meat. As Jimmy flipped off the top of the Vaseline and scooped out some of the gel on two of his fingers I had to express another concern.

“Don’t get any of that Vaseline on my pants. Your dick is right there next to my ass and you are going to get some on it. Once we are out of here everyone will see it. How am I going to explain that?”

“No worries Dweeb.” With that, Jimmy grabbed the waistband of the gym short and pull them, along with my briefs down below my ass. “There, now you won’t get anything on your shorts. You’re welcome. Happy now?”

I wasn’t happy. I was horrified. Now I am standing in the janitor’s closet, bare assed while Jimmy’s growing cock to poking me in the ass. Panicking, I was just about to bolt out of the closet when we heard the group of kids come down the hall again. Jimmy put his hand over my mouth again and whispered in my ear again. “Don’t say a sound.”

The group of kids stopped at the bottom of the stairs while discussing the hide-and-go-seek game. They were so close we could hear every word. “We’re down to about 5 or 6 kids. Where could they be hiding?” I didn’t recognize that voice. “Jimmy still hasn’t been found.” That voice I did recognized. It was Lisa Walker, Jimmy’s cheerleader girlfriend. Jimmy obviously recognized her voice too because his dick jumped a little. Now it was nestled right in my ass crack. His cock was dancing dangerously close to my hole. With Jimmy’s slicked up cock and the perspiration dripping down my crack I feared the inevitable was about to happen.

Before I knew it Jimmy’s cock head popped into my hole. I let out a groan but before it turned into a full-blown loud scream Jimmy’s hand was once again clapped across my mouth. “Not a sound”, Jimmy commanded. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out. The pain in my asshole to excruciating. I had to focus so much in order not to cry out. The fear of being caught was actually greater than the pain I was experiencing in my ass. By focusing on a single point in front of me I was able to will myself to relax and endure the pain.

“Has anyone checked the dugout at the baseball field?” someone asked. At this point I was more scared of being discovered by the group of kids then by Jimmy’s cock beginning its decent inside of me. “It’s worth a chance. Where else can they be?” With that the group of kids run up the stairs. There was silence again.

Jimmy moved his hand from my mouth. Now both of his arms were wrapped tight around my torso. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. Both of my hands were propped against the utility sink trying to steady myself as Jimmy cock continued to slide inside me.

“Don’t move.” Jimmy pleaded. “This feels awesome”.  As I got accustomed to Jimmy’s invading cock the pain started to subside and it started to feel better. Not just better, it started to feel good.

Jimmy must have gotten the sense that I was submitting to this assault and I was not going to fight him off or run away. He released his arms from around my chest and put his hands on my ass, squeezing each cheek. “You have an amazing ass there Chris.” Chris? This was the first time Jimmy called me by my real name and not Dweeb. What was that about?

He was fully inside me now. I could feel his hairy balls tickle my taint and it felt nice. A little weird but nice.

“This feels better than I imagined”.  Beathing heavy, Jimmy started moving his cock in and out of me.

“It does.” I admitted. “This wasn’t the way I expected to lose my virginity.”

“Me neither.”

“You’re a virgin?” I was surprised. “Haven’t you and Lisa Walker been dating for years now? I thought the two of you would have been doing it by now.”

“No, Lisa’s a good girl. She wanted to save herself for marriage and I didn’t want to pressure her. Besides, she’s not here in the closet with me and you are.”

“True, but you have no problem forcing yourself on me?”

“Well, maybe I’m giving you want you really want.” I had no argument for that. Jimmy was in full fuck mode now. He was thrusting in and out of me really hard and I was banging against the utility sink.

“Slow down, you are making too much noise. Someone will hear us.” Jimmy slowed down his tempo to long slow strokes. I appreciated the pace and allowed myself to enjoy the fucking I was receiving. My erect cock was leaking pre-cum on to the floor near my feet.

“Oh, Chris. I am getting close. I’m going to cum.”

“Give it to me Jimmy. Give me your load. I am happy to take your first load.”

With that, Jimmy stopped moving and his small spasms let me know that he was filling me up with his sweet cum. He held me tight as he started to recover from his orgasm. I could feel his once fully erect cock begin to soften in my ass. Eventually his depleted cock fell out of my ass while his cum dribbled out of my hole and down my leg.

Before Jimmy pulled up his sweats I managed to turn myself around. We were now face to face with his cum and Vaseline coded cock hitting my fully erect dick. Staring into each other’s eyes Jimmy moved in and kissed me hard and full on the lips. We had just been through this amazing experience together and Jimmy must have been feeling a connection and closeness with me that I never expected. We had just lost our virginities together. We had just given each other this amazing gift that we would never forget. We had bonded.

Breaking off the kiss, Jimmy said to me “Thank you, Chris. I appreciate what you did. I won’t say anything to anyone. I hope you won’t either.”

“Of course not Jimmy.” Taking the opportunity to look down at this cock, I couldn’t believe that his fat 6 inch cock was inside of me. Jimmy began pulling up his sweatpants and I did the same with my gym shorts.

I didn’t know what would happen in the future. I didn’t expect Jimmy and I would ever have sex again. I wasn’t even sure if he would even speak to me again. I would be off to college soon and Jimmy would be working at his father’s construction company. I only knew that because of what we did we were bonded for life.

Life is so unpredictable. I never expected to lose my virginity to Jimmy McGovern in a Janitor’s closet during a game of hide-and-go-seek. And I never expected to be the one to takes Jimmy’s virginity either. This was how a game of hide-and-go-seek turned into a life changing experience for me and I would imagine for Jimmy as well.