Sitting in sculpting classes next to my friend Noel. As, we sketched what our clay projects were going to be I noticed that her school agenda had picture's of Taylor Lautner. That time she and I were totally head over heel for this actor. Then I noticed another picture of her and a really cute boy. 

"Hey, Noel who's that?" I said.

"Oh that's my brother Nicholas. He's such a jerk of a brother but I still love him"

I smiled. "He's pretty cute" 

"Ew no he isn't."

I laugh "Yeah he is I mean south American men are hot as hell!" 

"Omg, I think i am going to barf" She said. 

Later that day I decided to check him up on facebook. I sent a request and then sent him a massage. He was pretty cool and we talked for a while. like the next few months he asked me if I wanted to come to a party with him at his place. It was a goodbye/happy birthday party. So, i said yes and decided to go. I dressed up and headed to the address he gave me.

I was so nervous i didn't know what to do. I had trouble finding the house but then I just followed the sound of music playing and headed in that direction. I slowly walked up the stairs into his house. The door open and ton of people there. But, what I didn't expect was to be a lot of gay people. (At the time I was still in the closet) I never seen so many around. But as I walked in he saw me and told me to have a good time. I walked around meeting new people then I noticed that when nicholas would check on me he would be really close. As the party continued he would pass by and slap my ass. I laughed cause it was just playing around. Then sometime he come and kiss me on the cheek.

I was so stunned but hey I wasn't complaining at all! People started to leave as it got later and I saw the clock and it was two in the morning. It was to late for me to head home and cold. So, i stayed in the house with other people who got drunk. (Least they were responsiable) I settled in a corner and started drifting off. I felt someone lay next to me. 

"Hey" Nicholas said.

"Oh, hey" 

"did you have a good time?" He asked.

"Yeah, it was fun." I smiled. "Good" He said.

He threw a blanket over us and cuddled next to me. Then he quitely ask if I wanted to go into the room with him. At first i said no. then I said yes cause I didn't want to sleep around other strangers. As we walked in the room we laid down on his bed. 

"Is this okay?" He asked. I nodded.

I felt him move closer to me.

"How bout now?"  he asked. "Yes." I said back.

He moved again and I felt his head press on mine. "Now?" 

Yes" I said. Then I felt his warm lips press on him. My head swirled with emotion and confusion. this was a first time I kissed a boy. THen I felt his hands travel down over my crotch and ass.

"Damn, u have a hot ass." He said. We began slowly removing each other clothing. I felt his smooth body on mine. in my head all I was thinking was that "I am really going to have sex with another guy!" 

I rolled him on his back and straddled him slipping on a condom and slowly easing my way down his seven inch cock. Damn it was big and it hurt in the beginnning. 
'Oh fuck dude you are so damn tight!" That's when I began to ride him. I felt so much pleasure that I was riding this nice big dick and It was amazing. He got a little rough and flipped me on all four and ruthlessly pound my ass. He kept telling me how nice and tight I was and how he loved watching my ass jiggle with every thrust. I had to bite down on a pillow to keep from waking the other people in the house. I just took it until he came. I oculd tell he came a lot in the condom cause I could feel it fill inside of me. I fell asleep on his chest. smiling. This was the best night ever. So, for the next five years we meet and fuck. Friends with benefits. He was my first lover. So i will always have a connection with him. He is my best friend outside and the best lover in bed. The only thing i regret is that i lost my virginity at a party. So cliche lol



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