Traditionally, the graduating class at my highschool would go down to the ocean for Senior Week to start the summer.  My buddy, Hugh, and I pulled our money together and shared a motel room.  His girlfriend was a junior, and my girlfriend went to a different school.  So we were stag for the week.  We gathered with all our friends down there, and partied.  We had bonfires on the beach, went to the boardwalk, and tried to pick up girls.  There was plenty of drinking and pot smoking going on, so we were pretty much trashed the whole week.

     The night before we had to leave, we tried to give it one more try and pick up some girls.  Hugh and I got a bit too drunk, and had no luck.  We headed back to our room, disappointed.  We had one more joint left, so decided to finish it up before we passed out for the night.  While we were toking up, we talked about how much it sucked that we couldn't even get a blowjob from some girl we didn't even know.  That was the goal, get some "strange".  By then, the room was spinning on me.  Hugh said that gay men had it made,  because they could get blown whenever they wanted.  Men always want sex, so two men together would have twice as much!  As messed up as I was, it made perfect sense.

     So we finished the joint, turned off the lights, and got into our beds.  Hugh kept talking about how even straight guys have gay sex, just to experiment.  I asked him if he ever had, and he said he hadn't.  I told him I never did, either.  So here it comes...he asked if he could give me a blowjob.  He promised he would never tell anyone, and it would be our Senior Week secret.  We were both going off to college, so we might not even see each other until our 5 year reunion.  He was very persistant about how no one would ever find out, and the next thing I knew, he was standing over me by my bed.  He was naked, and was stroking his dick.  You know what, it didn't shock me.  I was okay with it.  So I pulled the sheets off of me, and took my pants off.  Hugh went right down on me.  His stubble rubbed up against my skin, and it felt wierd, but he was jerking my dick hard, and started sucking on my head.  Even though I was drunk, I was still able to get it up, and started grinding my dick into his mouth.  The first time he tried to deepthroat me, he gagged.  He kept stroking me and sucking me while I fucked his mouth.  It didn't take long until I realized  I was going to cum, so I told him I was close.  He took his free hand and started rubbing my thighs and down around my ass crack.  His stroking and sucking got faster and harder.  Oh god, I was about to blow!!!!  I grabbed his shoulders, and thrusted my dick in and out of his wet mouth.  I shot my load into his mouth, and he gulped in down, leaving only a little on his chin.  He gently stroked and sucked the last few drops out of me.  After we caught our breathe, Hugh crawled up my body, rubbing his dick against my legs, against my spent dick, and to my belly, until we were face to face.  He wanted to give me a kiss, but I wasn't into that.  That's when I noticed the drops of my goo on his chin.  We didn't say anything to each other, just giggled a bit.

    Now it was my turn.  Uh, I mean his turn.  I think the thing that got me so excited wasn't getting a blowjob from Hugh, but thinking about giving him a blowjob.  I wrapped my arms around him, and forcefully turned him over, off of me, and on his back.  I slid down past his face and neck, and started kissing his chest, rubbing my hands down his sides, heading towards his hard dick that I could feel against my body.  I moved down to his stomach, kissing and sucking all the way.  He said he had butterflies in his tummy.  So cute.  I shifted further down until I was face to face with Hugh's dick.  Holy shit, Hugh was HUGE!!!

     I grabbed hold of his massive dick, slowly jerking him, and noticed he was completly shaved down there.  I licked down to his massive balls, and sucked one, then the other.  His dick was standing straight up while I lathered his balls.  I took one finger, and pulled back on his dick head.  It bouced back and forth, slapping against his belly.  He reached down and pulled me up to his dick.  I licked and kissed his head, and stroked the length.  I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and put him inside.  I was stroking him pretty hard, and sucking his head into my mouth.  I was only able to get half of him inside my mouth, but tounged and suckeled him as well as I could.  I started bobbing up and down on his rigid dick, my saliva dripping to his balls.  With my other hand, I rubbed his stomach, down to his thighs, and cupped his balls. 

     I was tingaling with excitment, having a dick in my mouth.  I couldn't believe I was gay, but at that moment, I didn't care.  The power I felt having Hugh in my mouth was amazing.  The feel of his dick against the sides of my cheek, the roof of my mouth, and the whole of my tounge was enough to make my dick hard, again.  Wrapping my hand around his dick, stroking it into my mouth, sucking it down...oh, yeah.  I'm gay! 

     I never let go of Hugh's dick with my hand, or mouth while I spun my body around to show him that my dick was hard again.  Ah-ha...69!!!!  This time, he wasn't nearly as gentle, and sucked the hell out of my dick!  I was going to town on his, too, and he lifted his legs up, squeezing my head with his thighs.  (Hugh was a wrestler in highschool)  I could feel his head get even bigger, and I knew he was about to cum.  I jerked him even faster, and held his dick in my mouth so I wouldn't miss a bit of it.  His legs clamped harder, as he shot what I thought was a gallon of goo into my mouth, down my throat.  Ummmm, yummy.  I thought it would be gross, but it was quite nice.  And I made him cum, which made it taste even better (If that makes any sense)

     Both Hugh and I were drained.  I climbed off of him, and we started laughing again.  We got up and grabbed some beers from the fridge.  There we were, drinking beers to wash the cum down our throats, laughing and joking about being gay, totally naked.  We were sitting on the side of my bed, with our hands on each others soft dicks, with no regrets at all.  After our beers where empty, we decided to sleep together, nude, and spoon.  (Awwww)

     I was the first to wake up the next morning.  Hugh was laying behind me, still spooning, and I could feel his morning wood.  I crept out of bed, not waking him, and started the coffee.  I went back to the bed, from the bottom, and got under the covers, making my way to Hughs' hard dick.  Morning BJs are the best!!!  This time I was real gentle, hardly stroking at all, just enough to hold him in my mouth.  I licked and sucked as soft as I could, trying not to wake him at first.  His hips started to pump into my face, as I let him fuck me.  It was maybe only 5 minutes, and he came onto my tounge.  Not the big explosion from the night before, but a wonderful gush of sperm for me.  Oh my, who would've thought I was a cum junkie?!?!?!  I tasted it like a sip of a fine wine, before taking it all down. 

     I stood straight up, making the sheets fly, exposing both our naked bodies, and exclaimed  "Da Dahhhh!!!!"

     We had to check out, so we quickly packed our bags, and got out of the motel room.  We had a three hour drive in front of us, so we hurried up out of town, and headed home.  Hugh kept his word, and never told anyone about our triste.  I saw him years later by coincidence, and he didn't want to hook up again.  He said it was a one time only thing for him.  Personally, I've been with a couple other guys since, but the first time was the most exciting, and satisfying for me.