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Ok so this is the story of my first time experiencing anything with a lad. I won’t put how old I actually was as not sure what the legal position is! But let’s just say I was in the middle of high school. Nothing explicit happens I’m afraid but was so horny at the time.
Ok so it was summer when I was home alone, door bell goes, it’s my older bro’s mate askin if he’s in - pre widespread mobile days. I tell him he’s on his way back from somewhere. He asks if he can wait for him at ours. Sounds like a cliched film a bit but it’s true!
I didn’t even like the lad that much, he was bout 18/19, bit of a cocky prick. Kinda fit. Taller than me, 6ft, blonde hair which he used to have in curtains like u did in the 90s, and he was dead tanned I remember.
Anyway I didn’t want him there but I said ok I was playin fifa but he could wait in the house. So he comes in and says he wants to watch me play so he watches the game a bit, makin stupid comments and being a general prick. Then he starts playing too, we av a few matches all fine but then when he loses one game he starts tickling me, then I beat him again and he keeps warning me if I beat him he’ll tickle me.
I had FIFA skills back in the day so I beat him again and he said right! and jumped on me bed - baring in mind I was a little teenager and he was a 6ft tall 18 year old lad. He’s tickling me and there’s nothing I can do about it and I’m beggin him to stop and we’re laughing an he stops like right by my face and is just looking at me. And we’re just panting and laughing and he’s just looking at me. I was worried he was gona batter me or something.
Then he puts his hand on my chest and just holds it there still lookin right at me. And he moves it down still looking at me. He gets to the btm of my T-shirt still looking at me. I didn’t know wot he was fukin doin but I liked it.
He was lookin serious now, not stupid, and he gets to the edge of my t shirt and kinda lifts up the btm still lookin at me. He just kinda holds it lifted up a bit. Then he says ‘can I? And nods to me t shirt and Im confused and just kinda shake my head, shitting myself inside. Still staring at me he says ‘wot if I show you first?’
I started to realise what he was asking. My heart was fukin pounding and I really didn’t know what to do. Thought this could all still be some horrible joke he’s playing, but eventually I kind of nod. So he kind of sits back a bit and lifts up his shirt from the bottom. To this day if I lad does this it sends me mad and I think this must be why. I’d never seen another lad’s body up close like this. He wasn’t all shredded and ripped but a really nice, broad 18 year old body, beginning to look more like a man’s body. He was also a little hairy on his chest which I was even more interested in and he had a dark trail down to his waistline that I followed with my eyes.
At this point everything is pounding - my head, my dick, my heart. With this lad just staring at me.
Eventually he puts his shirt down and nods to mine and asks again ‘can I?’ This time I nod and he pushes my T-shirt up my body over my nipples and looks me over. I was really self conscious, compared to him I was slim and pale and definitely not hairy but he was taking it all in. He slowly ran his hand up and down my body, round my nipples, down the edges of my waist. Really gentle. This wasn’t some prank.
He looks back up at me and says ‘did you want to touch mine?’ I quickly nodded and he leaned back again and lifted up his shirt. I traced his hair with my finger down his chest and felt his developing abs with the palm of my hand. I was in fukin heaven.
While I was doing that he put his hand back up my shirt, exploring my body. Eventually he lifted my shirt with both hands and took it off over my head. He leans over me again, this big lad just looking me over. He ran his hand down to my waist but this time makes to go in my trackies! So I grabbed his wrist and said no. I remember thinking I’ve got a massive hard on, if he feels it he’ll think I’m gay! Haha what a stupid thing to think looking back!
Any way he does the same thing again and says, ok what if I show you first? I felt like my heart might explode if it beat any faster. But at that point my brother finally came home downstairs. We heard the front door go and he leapt up and ran out of the room and I quickly put my t shirt back on. I could hear him and my brother saying hey, so I just went back to FIFA, panting, with the biggest hard on of my life.
Ok so it was summer when I was home alone, door bell goes, it’s my older bro’s mate askin if he’s in - pre widespread mobile days. I tell him he’s on his way back from somewhere. He asks if he can wait for him at ours. Sounds like a cliched film a bit but it’s true!
I didn’t even like the lad that much, he was bout 18/19, bit of a cocky prick. Kinda fit. Taller than me, 6ft, blonde hair which he used to have in curtains like u did in the 90s, and he was dead tanned I remember.
Anyway I didn’t want him there but I said ok I was playin fifa but he could wait in the house. So he comes in and says he wants to watch me play so he watches the game a bit, makin stupid comments and being a general prick. Then he starts playing too, we av a few matches all fine but then when he loses one game he starts tickling me, then I beat him again and he keeps warning me if I beat him he’ll tickle me.
I had FIFA skills back in the day so I beat him again and he said right! and jumped on me bed - baring in mind I was a little teenager and he was a 6ft tall 18 year old lad. He’s tickling me and there’s nothing I can do about it and I’m beggin him to stop and we’re laughing an he stops like right by my face and is just looking at me. And we’re just panting and laughing and he’s just looking at me. I was worried he was gona batter me or something.
Then he puts his hand on my chest and just holds it there still lookin right at me. And he moves it down still looking at me. He gets to the btm of my T-shirt still looking at me. I didn’t know wot he was fukin doin but I liked it.
He was lookin serious now, not stupid, and he gets to the edge of my t shirt and kinda lifts up the btm still lookin at me. He just kinda holds it lifted up a bit. Then he says ‘can I? And nods to me t shirt and Im confused and just kinda shake my head, shitting myself inside. Still staring at me he says ‘wot if I show you first?’
I started to realise what he was asking. My heart was fukin pounding and I really didn’t know what to do. Thought this could all still be some horrible joke he’s playing, but eventually I kind of nod. So he kind of sits back a bit and lifts up his shirt from the bottom. To this day if I lad does this it sends me mad and I think this must be why. I’d never seen another lad’s body up close like this. He wasn’t all shredded and ripped but a really nice, broad 18 year old body, beginning to look more like a man’s body. He was also a little hairy on his chest which I was even more interested in and he had a dark trail down to his waistline that I followed with my eyes.
At this point everything is pounding - my head, my dick, my heart. With this lad just staring at me.
Eventually he puts his shirt down and nods to mine and asks again ‘can I?’ This time I nod and he pushes my T-shirt up my body over my nipples and looks me over. I was really self conscious, compared to him I was slim and pale and definitely not hairy but he was taking it all in. He slowly ran his hand up and down my body, round my nipples, down the edges of my waist. Really gentle. This wasn’t some prank.
He looks back up at me and says ‘did you want to touch mine?’ I quickly nodded and he leaned back again and lifted up his shirt. I traced his hair with my finger down his chest and felt his developing abs with the palm of my hand. I was in fukin heaven.
While I was doing that he put his hand back up my shirt, exploring my body. Eventually he lifted my shirt with both hands and took it off over my head. He leans over me again, this big lad just looking me over. He ran his hand down to my waist but this time makes to go in my trackies! So I grabbed his wrist and said no. I remember thinking I’ve got a massive hard on, if he feels it he’ll think I’m gay! Haha what a stupid thing to think looking back!
Any way he does the same thing again and says, ok what if I show you first? I felt like my heart might explode if it beat any faster. But at that point my brother finally came home downstairs. We heard the front door go and he leapt up and ran out of the room and I quickly put my t shirt back on. I could hear him and my brother saying hey, so I just went back to FIFA, panting, with the biggest hard on of my life.
