My name is Leonard, though only my grandmother calls me that. I'm Leo to everyone else. I'm a 23-year-old law student studying at Birkbeck College, London. I live with my parents and younger sister, in Surbiton, a leafy London suburb. My older brother is studying in America. We own a five-bedroom house, father is a financier, and mother an interior designer, working out of an annexe at the side of the house.
I'm a shade under 6'0", slim, 83kg, short, black hair, brown eyes. It's not important, but my dick is just under 7", uncut. I'm gay, and that too is of little importance to the family. I have a gay uncle and a bisexual aunt. We are a modern family for whom one's sexuality doesn't matter.
I went to a boarding school, where circle jerks, and piss-play was common place. I received and took part in bukkakes. Typical adolescent tomfoolery. They usually happened after P.E. One lad would be singled out and stripped. Outnumbered, it was pointless resisting. A case of lying there and let cum cascade over you. Every time, I hoped it would be my turn. I like to keep fit, and play rugby, cricket, and squash, as well as going for long runs with our black labrador, Sooty. I mostly wear tracksuits or smart casual, with a jockstrap to hold my junk.
I played squash with Philp, one of my besties. We had a mutual admiration of one another's bodies. He was taller then me, broad-shouldered, as a consequence, he usually won. Other than a quick kiss in the changing rooms, we hadn't done anything sexual up until one weekend. His parents went away for the weekend, so Philip came to stay with us. Arriving on Friday, we spent the evening playing video games. He could have chosen one of the spare bedrooms, but asked to share with me. I was already in bed when he came out of the shower with a semi. He came up to me and poked it in my face. I didn't take much persuasion, and readily gave him oral, I stroked his sack and sucked him to orgasm. He then climbed in beside me and tossed me off. I'd been used to sleeping in cum-stained sheets all my adult life. In the morning, after breakfast, with little else to do, we went back to bed. I didn't even think about it as losing my virginity, just a natural progression. We had our first proper kiss, tongues playing with each other, our fit bodies rubbing together, He shuffled down the bed to fellate me, and I tried to stop him before I came too soon, but it was too late and I shot down his throat. He kissed me, feeding my spunk back to me. No worries, ay our age, recovery was quick. and half an hour later, I was ready to go again. We should have had lube, but he was still moist from the shower, and when I mounted him, I went in surprisingly easily, I think we both wanted it that bad, it had been months getting to this point. Nature took over. At least having only just cum, we could fuck properly. We'd been at it about 15 minutes when he suggested we swap. I probably think of myself now as top versatile. I think all tops should experience bottoming. I fetched some moisturiser from my chest of drawers and smeared it over his pole and on myself. He lay on his back and I lowered myself down. Wow! what an incredible feeling, I began to ride, jerking and bouncing. Philip. who had yet to cum, held out for as long as he could, but soon pulsed his semen into me. I fist pumped as hard as I could, and produced my second load. We cuddled in bed all morning, glad to have the monkey off our backs.
That evening, we made love more gently, kissing and exploring each others erogenous zones. I had bought proper lube. Philip preferred to bottom, feeling less confident. We did it missionary, with him sat on me, and doggy. If I felt myself getting close, we stopped and cuddled, before I rimmed him and remounted. We had sex for over an hour before first Philip, and then me shot our loads. Once more, we slept in cum-soaked sheets.
