I couldn't stop myself glancing at him from across the class room, sure he wasn't the best looking person in the whole school but he was up there. He was sat with his girlfriend, Gemma, who was constantly bitching to him. Everyone knew he was going to break off the relationship soon, you could tell by the look on his face, his face urrgh. James is taller than me by a few inches; I'm not short, about 6ft. I loved the fact that I had to look up at him when we were both stood up; it gave me a sense of security but also intimidation. He wasn't a dickhead like most people in the school but he wasn't patronisingly nice, just a normal guy, a guy with urges.
Class was over, when everyone stood up to leave our eyes locked onto each other's for a second. I felt so strange, a mixture of lust, pleasure and shame. He was rather skinny and his clothes hung loosely off him. God did he look good. As we left the room I watched the way his body moved, the way his bum swayed as he walked in his low hanging jeans (I could see his boxers). My best friend Dylan sighed at me "it's not going to happen Dave". All my friends knew I was gay, I actually got more friends after I came out and was always the butt of constant gay jokes but I didn't mind, I was equally bitchy to them.
"You never know what's going to happen Dylan, as I recall you haven't had a girlfriend in four years "
"That's only coz I haven't found the right girl yet"
"No it's because you're too picky about your meat"
"If you say so". We were on our way back to the study room to meet Rose; she is one of the kindest people that I know, we always have a laugh. "Davey!!" She practically jumped at me and wrapped me in a tight bear hug, "Whoa Posey, steady on girl".
"Sorry Davey, I can't walk home with you today, got revision class"
"Yeah me too, sorry" said Dylan.
"Meh, that's ok, I'll see you tomorrow then".
While I walk to the main entrance I notice that someone has dropped their folder, it looks familiar, I look inside it to see who it belongs to. God, its James's. He would probably be home by now; I might as well go to his house and drop it off.
Outside it was beginning to spit, then rain a bit and then a deluge of freezing cold water. Just my luck. I began to run.
When I finally got there I was soaking and very very cold, I wasn't really sure which house he lived in as I've never been round to his before, I rang the bell on the left hoping it wasn't some strange old person that would answer the door. I could hear someone walk up to the door, the door opened. It' was James, I felt relieved.
"Hey, James. You dropped your folder"
"Oh, thanks Dave completely forgot about that, thanks"
"No problem, see you then"
"Why don't you wait inside, until the rain stops"
He held the door open for me and I walked in, suddenly I became very nervous, this was the first time I've every properly talked to James never mind actually be in his house, alone by the look of it.
"Uh yeah, please"
I followed him into his kitchen; this was so strange and exciting.
"Where are your parents?"
"Oh, they don't get back from work till late"
"So you've got the whole house to yourself"
I was running out of things to talk about now so I panicked "How's Gemma?" God, why did I say that.
"To be honest, I broke up with her today"
"She can be a right bitch when she wants to be, which is most of the time. And she was really frigid". The kettle boiled. James made the tea and we went to sit down in the living room.
"Do you want to take your wet clothes off?"
I didn't know how to respond to that but it's impolite to make your host unhappy, so I obliged. I took my jumper off, I still had a t-shirt on, but I also took my jeans off making me feel exposed. I guess James is use to it being involved in sport and spending a lot of time in the locker room. We watched a bit of telly; suddenly James hunches over and starts to cry a bit. "I miss her so much" I tried to comfort him by patting his back and telling him it was going to be alright. The touch of his solid body started to turn me on and my cock began to harden, I couldn't control it. James rose his head and looked me in the eye with tears rolling down his check, then he noticed the growing bulge in my boxers. I felt so embarrassed and began to blush. He looked at me again and moved in for a kiss. I couldn't believe it. He opened my mouth with his lips and passionately forced his tongue into mine, I didn't stop him and joined him in the exhilarating dance our tongues were doing. I moved my hand onto his hard chest, moving down to his soft stomach, slowly inching towards his crotch. I felt it, it was as hard and ready as mine. He put his large hand on my exposed thigh; I thought I was going to lose control of myself. I tugged on his T-shirt, indicating for him to take it off. Our embrace broke and he quickly removed his top. The sight was exquisite. "What are we doing?" he asked. "I don't know", I kissed him again and the rhythm kept going. I undid his jeans and slid to my knees in front of him and pulled down his jeans and boxers.
The beast sprang at me was a pleasant surprise, 8inch uncut man meat was standing a few inches from my moist mouth. I looked directly into his eyes there was fear but also excitement. Instinctively I clasped my hand around his hard rod and started pumping. His face went from one of confusion to total complete joy. My hand kept a steady rhythm; I licked my lips seductively and slowly moved my mouth towards his meat. My breath became heavy I have never done this before. His cock responded to my breath, I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the throbbing head of his cock. He let out a moan of pleasure; I moved my tongue, circling his head. I began to move down his shaft until he reached the back of my throat. My face was so close to his balls and hair, the smell was intoxicating. I didn't dare look at his face. I put my hand around the rest of his shaft as I began to suck his massive cock. The sounds of his moans were making me carry on and try to get more of his rod down my throat. My own cock was begging to be pleased, so I took my boxers off and began to wank myself off. I didn't have to think about what I was doing it came naturally. I could begin to taste his precum.
Suddenly he stood up, grabbed me by my top and forced me up. He pulled my top off the pushed me over so I was bent over the sofa. He then spat on his index finger and rubbed my anus, the feeling of his warm wet finger rubbing me made me go crazy. He then went on to insert the tip of his finger into my rectum, the pleasure indescribable, I let out a moan. Slowly he put his whole finger in and thrust it in and out; pain began to mix with pleasure. He took his finger out and sucked it, he then lubed up his middle finger and inserted them both, it was the best I have ever felt.
He removed both fingers, I knew what was coming next and I was excited and nervous. He slapped his raging hard cock against my bum cheeks, I was feeling ecstatic. Then it came, I felt his bulging head pressing against my hole. I thought he was going to rip me open but my anus responded and opened up. I let out a loud moan, I could feel him filling me up, he kept of going deeper and deeper. He stopped, his rapid breath made me squirm. He began to pull out a little, I gasped with pain, he went in deep again, the sensation was like nothing I had ever felt before. His pace became quicker and faster. I became unaware of my surroundings, time had no meaning, the only thing that mattered was his cock thrusting in and out of my rectum. My breath was shallow, my heart was wild. Faster, harder, my body began to buckle under the force of his amazing pounding. His balls were crashing against mine; the pleasure nearly drove me to climax.
He withdrew quickly, leaving me feel empty. I collapsed to my knees in front of him. He grabbed my hair and kept my face in place. He began to jerk himself off, I did the same. His face was red with pleasure. His hand was moving so fast and furious I was scared but I couldn't help but do the same. We climaxed simultaneously; I released my juices all over the floor and his foot. He shot jizz at my face, I had my mouth open and caught and swallowed most of it the rest slathered my chest. There was a look of disgust on his face, I bent over and began to lick my cum of the floor and his foot.
We didn't say anything afterwards; I got dressed in silence and left quickly. Walking home I felt shame but also felt amazing. I was no longer a virgin.