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BILLY by anonymousI had had a crush on Bill for about two years before that fatefulnovember. I had been increasingly applying pressure on him, giving himhints to the fact that my sexuality centered around men, but we hadnever quite talked about it. That August I had come right out and askedhim if he was gay, which he flatly denied (I had expected that) butthroughout that fall season we had grown closer and closer. We bothplayed on our highschool soccer team, and sat together on bus rides toother towns. Our relationship had grown so close that some of ourteammates began making fun of us...calling us a "couple" ... One bus ride we had talked about beating off, he came from a big familywhere privacy was unheard of, so he had to do it in the shower. Thesame bus ride he had told me his cock siz, a nice 6.5-7" he claimed,later i would find out he was telling the truth... Anyway November came and soccer ended. We were suppossed to playstreet hockey with some friends on Nov. 5th...(i even remember the date)the previous night we had played pool together and i had suggested thathe sleep over my house, because we had to meet over my other friend's toplay hockey the next morning anyway... Bill ended up sleeping over. The evening started out basic, he watchedt.v. on one sofa, I on the other. The i causually sat down next to himon the same sofa. He was lying on it so i had to pick up his legs andplace them on my lap in order to sit. He complained at first thensubsided, eventually he asked me to take off his socks...I carefully ranmy hand up his jean legs to the very top of his sock then slowlystripped them off to get as much feeling of his skin as possible. We had a nickname for Bill on the team, it was "buns of steel" i beganto kid him about this, then he surprised me by asking, "What, feel 'emif you don't think they are..." I grabbed his two cheeks and squeezedhard. Sure enough you could bounce a quarter off them.The rest of the night went pretty slowly, we went to bed, me in my bed,he on the floor. Mid way through the night i switched my pillow to thefoot of the bed so i could lie on my stomach and watch him sleep. Andso i could slowly and quietly hump my bed... The next morning came and Bill would not wake up, we were gonna be latefor the street hockey game if he did not hurry. So i raised the shadesand kicked him. Eventually he did get up, slowly pulling his jeans overthe boxers he had slept in (it gave me quite a rush). I went over tohim and started pushing him around, which led to rolling around, whichlead to a wrestling match on the bed. We rolled off the bed and ontothe floor, here's where it gets complicated: I ended up pinned betweenhis body and the side of the bed, and in a head lock...additionally myhand had got caught up in his shirt so i was caressing his smooth, verydefined, pecks. He would not get up...i told him to three/four times,he did not buge...the i warned "If you don't let me go i will fightdirty" his reply, "go ahead"Well I was not thinking, remeber we were both in high school, bothplayed varsity soccer, and both had very good reps, being gay was not afavorable subject. But i was suddenly unzipping his pants, with my freehand, and slipping it into the pee hole of his boxers. What i found wasamazing, a 7" hard as a rock cock. I quickly took my hand out from hispants, then issued my warning again, "i will fight dirty," he did notreply other than saying "morning wood" and he did not get up. Onceagain i slipped my hand into his pants, this time wrapping it around hisshaft. I began to slowly jerk him off, (unfortunately i had no shampoo)i started going faster and faster, he said nothing only mouned, up anddown went my hand and suddenly warm globs of cum was tricking over myknuckles and Bill let out a long moun. Then we realized the time, andwe cleaned up, and went and played hockey, i played goalie, it was atough day stoping shots let me tell you. Because we were varsity soccerplayers with reputations, and lots of friends, we never did explore ourfelings again. It has been the biggest regret of my life thus far. Hewent off to yale, me to a state college, and i have not spoken to himsince graduation. which sucks.

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