Sleeping Over

When I was a senior in high school, I had a friend named Jessica. We would hang out a lot and talk about a variety of things while in gym. I asked her one day whether or not she was still a virgin. She told me that she had recently lost her virginity to her current boyfriend. I asked her who he was and she told me his name was Daniel. He was a "Goth" guy with a lip piercing and apparently, from what she told me, had a very strong sex drive. Well, one day while we were in the gym he shows up and I see him. We talked for a while and he ended up offering to let me spend the night at his house.

After he left, Jessica and I talked about what I had done sexually with people...she couldn't believe I was still a virgin. I asked her what it was like and what she did when they did it. She told me she would leave scratches on his back and cry out his name as he did her in all sorts of positions around her house when her dad was at work. I got hard just thinking about it and she could clearly see how excited I was becoming. "Hey--have you ever been with another girl?" I asked out of the blue. "Yeah, but the most we did was rub each other's pussies and finger each other," she said. This excited me even more and I got even harder. "What about you, have you ever been with another guy?" she asked. I admitted that I had, but we had only touched each other's penises and neither one of us got off. She then asked me," Are you bi-sexual?" To which I responded,"I don't know." I admitted that I had recently fantasized about what it might be like to have an experience with another guy. Little did I know that she was telling her boyfriend everything we talked about.

Later that week, I finally did go to his house, unaware of what was to come. We played video games for a few hours and watched TV. At about 2:45 a.m., I told him I was ready to go to sleep. We went to his room and he stripped down to his boxer shorts and got in bed. I took off my shoes and socks and laid down. I was wearing blue jeans and a loose t-shirt; don't ask me why I wore that to bed--normally I wouldn't have done that. Due to the hour, I fell asleep almost immediately and started experiencing what I thought was a strange dream when I startled awake.

It was dark and I couldn't see anything, but yet...I felt so hot! I was getting very turned on and even my breathing was deepening, but I realized I wasn't asleep, but I was very horny. I didn't move, but I clearly felt something touching me. It was Daniel...he had his arm around me. I felt something hard touching my back and I didn't realize it just yet, but as I became more aware of what was happening my eyes began to crack open. I was laying somewhat towards the wall and I felt him lift my shirt. He rubbed my belly a little and began to slowly slide his hand into my shorts. I believe he wanted me to wake up horny and give him something. He must have been very experienced...little did he know I was already awake.

He continued to slide his hand down until it reached my boxers. Then he reached in and began playing with my cock. I got hard immediately. I was being masturbated. I remained silent as I became more and more focused on what was happening. He grabbed my hand as he continued to masturbate me; he then placed my hand onto his penis. Almost instinctively I began to jerk him off. This went on until he knew I was fully awake and then he sat me up. There he was, but naked with his fully erect penis, with trimmed black hair all around. I was almost as big, but not quite.

He grabbed the back of my head and I willingly let him pull me to his cock. I wanted to suck it. I wanted to see what it felt like in my mouth and I was ready for it. I opened my mouth and began to suck him. It was hard to take in more than three inches or so at a time because of the gag reflex, but I did manage to take in about 4 inches before I released two tears at one point. After about five minutes of me sucking, I could tell he was ready to come. He began moaning and grunting. Then, he sat up really fast and his dick slipped out of my mouth. He finished himself by hand. Afterwards, he and I got dressed and went to the porch. He smoked a cigarette and was silent. "That was different," I said in a notable tone. I never got off, but it was very exciting.

Jessica wanted to know all about it when I went to school the next day. Daniel and I never did it again and then I had to move out of state. But I've had other experiences since then.