My First Experience

My name is Alexander James Hamilton III, not my real name though but you can call me Alex, and I am here to tell you a story of my first time experience of "homosexual intercourse". Hehe, I like talking smaht, which I'm not.

Let's say I live in a rather big town in California, a place filled with nature and all that stuff, there are farms too. I live in a suburban neighbourhood that is beside a huge ass river that leads to the ocean. My house is in a cul de sac and is quite a small, but has a second floor where all the bedrooms are and things that should be in a second floor.

And I was 15 years old at the time, I was not lanky like a typical nerd with braces and lots of acne (I did had braces back when I was a kid) nor was I a muscular jock. I was kinda in between. I was a geek who loves to play video games, read books. But I was a geek with God given good looks. I used to play in a soccer team and I was the goal keeper, so I guess have some muscles. Thank the Lord.

Imagine; I had jet black hair back then (Now I have brunette hair and I don't know how, but it was freaky) and people mostly call me cute than handsome. I hated those days. I have brown hazelnut eyes that some of my female friends says was quite attracting to look at. I just realised that I was really gifted, huh.

Back to the story; it was the middle of the night, around 10:00 p.m. and my friends arrived with snacks, drinks and video games for PS3 for us to play the whole night.

My friends were close cousins that lives a block away from my house, I've met them when I was actually 10 years old when their families were only picking out houses to live in. I was riding a bike to the park to meet up with my older sisters, but when I was about to turn to a corner I was hit on the head by a soccer ball. It hit me so hard on the head that I was thrown off my own bicycle.

Turns out a 12 year old kid with brunette hair and tan skin named Bergel (Ber•hell) accidentally kicked it the wrong way, towards my noggin'. He immediately came over me and apologized but didn't left me there, he called out for his cousin. Then a 13 years old kid with dark hair and light brown skin named Allen came running and asked what happened. Bergel explained and Alen understood, they both quickly helped me up on my feet and noticed the blood trickling on my new scraped knee. They quickly treated me by putting alcohol and gauze around my wound, I might have sobbed a little. I was a sensitive kid at the time.

After that I thanked them and things hit it off quite quickly. They invited me to play with soccer with them and I became friends with them, but they had to go home that day. They don't live in the neighbourhood, yet, and they did promise that we'll meet again. Later that afternoon, they said farewell with a smile as they hopped inside their car with their family. 

And I forgot I was supposed to be meeting my sisters! I got scolded that time, quite an earful.

Three or four months later, they moved in a big house a block away from where I live, and us three became much like brothers as the time goes by.

Anyways, I keep backtracking; Allen suggested that we should order sone pizza for tonight, we planned to stay up late and trash around so I agreed. Bergel obviously did too, the fact he's only wearing his boxer shorts while we play Tekken 6.

I don't have any problem with them being half naked around me, I do the same anyways. Both of them were much more muscular and taller than me too, you could say they're both quite intimidating. I've seen them naked before, quite a few actually, and they've seen me naked too. The three of us had a lot more in common actually, the three of us aee quite.. hung.

I was 7 and a half inch long and 2 and a half inch wide; Bergel was 8 inch long and three inch wide; while Allen was 9 inch long and 2 and a half inch wide. Yes, we compared each others cocks. We had masturbated together while watching porn as well, but didn't dared to touch each others cocks, but Bergel likes to dirty talk and says things that sometimes makes me laugh, like; "Yeah, beat the big cock." or "That's so fucking hot, dude." and etcetera.  We already established that he's pansexual, I don't know about Allen though. 

Again, I'm getting out of subject; For being the host of this event, I was the one who had to order pizza. They kept playing as I said that I'm going down stairs to dial the pizza place. They said yeah's and thanks before I went down stairs.

Walking down the stairs,  I could hear then laughing and arguing about cheating and what not. I chuckled at that. I love them, they're the best and I admire them a lot. I just wish they don't find out about my sexuality.

They don't know that after every time they leave my house I would go running toward my room, lube myself up and use the 8 inch dildo I randomly found in an alley way (don't worry I cleaned it up first) as I fantasize about them fucking me, using my throat, brutalizing my hole till I can't walk no more. Damn that got me horny.

After dialing the pizzaria, looking down at myself I saw my fully erected cock standing mighty and proud in my shorts. I can't let them see me like this, so I quickly went to the first floor bathroom.

Pushing down my shorts I quickly sat on the toilet, lubing up my hand with baby oil, and went straight to business.

Grasping my pulsating cock, I moaned out loud as I felt the slimy substance touch my sensitive skin. Hissing at the pleasure, I slowly pumped my fist up and down on my cock, and I can't help but moan out two specific names. Bergel's and Allen's.

"Fuck... Bergel.." I groaned in pleasure as I humped my hips into my fisted hands, making me gasp in delight. Unknowingly, my other hand lubed its fingers and quickly dipped down to my sweaty hole.

Putting two fingers in I gasped and chocked on my moans. "Allen... fuck-" my hand on my cock quickens and my moan got louder, and a finger added itself into my hole. I was gasping, sweating, leaking with precum.

I was so lost in my pleasure I didn't even heard the light thuds on the floor outside the bathroom.

"Allen.. Bergel..." moaning louder and breathing faster, my fist was sliding up and down on my cock with beautiful rhythm as precum trickles out the piss hole of my cock's red mushroom head.

".. Fuck!" I groaned aloud as my fingers brushed into my prostate, making my body tremble in pleasure. Body soaking wet with sweat, I could feel myself getting closer. 

"Ahh!.. Fuck- oh my.. ngh! Allen- Bergel!.." My fingers kept brushing on ny prostate and my fist was moving faster and faster on my red hard cock. I was practically moaning like bitch in heat.

That's until I gave in. With scream of pleasure, I came hard. Cum flying towards my chest, my hair, my face, my opened my mouth, and ny fingers where still massaging my prostate. I don't know how long will I last cause I was still cumming like a fountain! My face was almost covered with cum, and I could probably drink the cum in my mouth.

Finally I stopped cumming. I cummed for a complete minute. New record, I guess. Panting lightly, I scooped the cum on my face and drinked in with rest. That was probably the biggest load I've ever had.

But I was still a mess. I went overboard. So I decided to clean my hair with conditioner, wash my face with soap, brushed my teeth and put my T-shirt and shorts on the laundry basket, leaving me only in my boxer briefs.

Once I was done, I got out of the bathroom. Firstly, I noticed something was off. It was quiet, too quiet. 

"Guys?" I called iut but no one answered. I slowly walked up the wooden stairs with light footsteps. 

"You guys better not be messing around with my stuff!" I warned, but still none.

That is until I got close to my bedroom, the lights inside my room were off, but I could see the tv was on. Slowky pushing the door open, I trailed my hand on the wall, trying to feel the light switch.

When I found the light switch, everything lit up, and my eyes widened at the sight that I'm seeing.

Bergel and Allen standing side by side, their boxers hanging dangerously low on their hips. Bergel's expression was a mischievous grin and as for Allen, his expression was a smirk.

"What the.." Horror strucked me when I saw what Bergel was holding. The Blue rubber dildo that I found in the alley. I was so lost in words that I didn't even noticed that they walked up to me, hitting my chest with the dildo lightly. 

"You never told us you were.. gay." Bergel said with a hint of husk and lust in his voice as he stared right into my petrified soul. I tried to oppose but no word came out, then Bergel shushed me by putting the tip of the dildo against my lips. 

"You should have told us, Lexie." Allen said with a dominant growl. He wasn't actually looking directly at my soul, he was eyeing my whole body. I've never heard them or know them like this before, especially Allen.

It was so arousing.

"Damn, aren't you a feast for eyes." Bergel purred as he leaned closer to my face and I can't help but back away, but I was tugged back by a hand latched on my forearm.

"You're not going anywhere, Lexie." Allen sneered and I could hear him growling louder. I was actually scared.

When Allen's eyes finally rested to mine, I heard Bergel locked the door behind me. The next words was I have been dreaming to hear.

"Bed. Now."

[End of part One]