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Dean

Age when it happend: 15
Where it happened: School
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight

I was a naive and somewhat confused teenager living in a small town. By the time I was 15 I knew that I liked guys, but had no idea of how to go about acting on my urges without getting either outed or beaten to a pulp.

Because of a scheduling glitch there were only six or seven guys in my Sophomore PE class (which I hated– PE, not the guys). One good-looking and hairy chested Senior named Lee was frequently around at the time of my class, and often showered with us, which I loved.

One day when just the two of us were in the shower room he quietly asked “you like my hairy chest, don’t you?” I was stunned and scared shitless at the same time– I thought I’d been more discreet in my gawking, but was now SO busted. It was a MAJOR relief when he smiled and told me he didn’t mind, and was actually flattered. He asked if I wanted to touch it, and of course I did, but the sudden arrival of several other guys put an end to it before I could get more that a very quick feel.

A short while later I was dressed and combing my wet hair in front of a mirror. Lee stepped up next to me for the same purpose, but whispered “meet me in the band room at 4:00.”

I spent most of the rest of the day with a half-har cock, and was in the bandroom promptly at 4:00. It was then I remembered Lee was a musician who had a key and permission to use the music rooms after school. Lee took led me to a practice room as an added precaution, and even had his trumpet with him in the unlikely event we were discovered.

We barely had the door shut when Lee dropped to his knees, unzipped my pants, and yanked them down. My teenage dick was hard as a rock, and it was an incredible sensation when he took it in his mouth. Unlike the usual situation I didn’t instantly shoot, and he took about 20 minutes to give me an awesome blowjob. At the time I didn’t have a standard of comparison, but I now know he was an incredibly good cocksucker. It felt like I was shooting gallons when I finally came, and he swallowed every drop.

Over the rest of the school year, we met as often as we could, and I became a good cocksucker, kisser, and several other things. I wasn’t happy when he graduated and left town for college, but we still managed to hook up during vacations and other breaks.

Eventually we lost track of each other, but Lee if you’re out there, I want to thank you again for your expert teaching techniques!

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