I had my first sexual experience with Kenny, my classmate. He is 19 and I'm 18.
The following day in school we barely said hello to each other. Kenny was distant and sat on the other side of the classroom. I felt betrayed and used by my friend. It went on like that for weeks.
Despite his attitude, I still masturbated a lot on the thought that I had sucked his cock. I felt disgusted by myself but also wanted to do it again. The thought alone made me rock hard.
It was the end of term, a month after we went swimming. We had summer holidays and everybody went home. It was the last day of high school. I had no friends and would just go home and sit alone in my room for most of the day until the holidays were over and College started.
It was the next day that Kenny texted me in the morning. 'U up for meeting this afternoon?' His text came as a surprise.
I texted him back and told him I was ok with meeting him. I was still pissed off, but I had no other friends to hang around with. There was also the thought of something happening with him again.
We agreed to cycle to the park and walk from there. It was a cloudy day, but not too cold. He was dressed in jeans a shirt and a yellow sweater. I wore black trousers a T-shirt and a grey hoody. He waved when he saw me coming. I cycled toward him and said hi. We were both a bit awkward at first.
Kenny: "I euhm, I thought about texting you for a while."
Me: "Ok."
He smiled at me and said: "let's go for a stroll around the park."
Our town had a big park, with a big pound with swans. It was miles in circumference. We started walking away from the town and talked about everything except what happened a month ago. It started raining after an hour and Kenny asked: "Wanna go to my place and watch a movie?"
Me: "Sure, sounds like a good idea."
Kenny: "My parents are away until tomorrow afternoon and my little brother will be out partying until early morning."
Kenny's little brother, Simon, was not that little. They were only 11 month apart. I was still 18 but Kenny had his birthday in January. Simon was very athletic and went to the gym often with his friends. Kenny had a good bond with his brother, not like myself with mine. My brother always belittled me.
Kenny: "I've got Netflix on my PC. I'm sure we'll find something to watch."
Me: "Oh cool! I don't have Netflix at home."
We got our bikes and cycled through the rain to his place. We were both soaking wet.
Kenny: "Here's a towel! I'll have to go upstairs and change. You better get out of those wet clothes too or you'll be cold in no time!"
This is almost how it went last time. Kenny knew that I always get cold. My clothes were soaking and my tight jeans stuck to my skin.
Me: "I don't have anything with me."
Kenny: "Don't worry, my little bro is your size. I'll get a tracksuit out of his room."
Me: "Oh, sure he won't mind?"
Kenny : "He's not gonna be home anyway. I'll just drop it in the wash when you leave."
I followed Kenny when he ran up the stairs. He went into Simons room and looked for a tracksuit. He came out with a red set with black stripes.
Kenny: "You can change in my room, I'll have to change too."
Kenny opened the door and all those memories came back. I was very sensitive and I felt my penis growing already. The thought alone that we would both change clothes together was enough to get me started. Kenny threw his brothers clothes on the bed and turned around. He opened his wardrobe and started undressing. It took me a few seconds to find the courage to undress too. I saw him dropping his trousers and also his boxers.
Kenny: "Even my balls are wet!"
Me: "Yea, I'm soaking too."
I took off my hoody and T-shirt and dried myself with the towel. I took Simons sweater and threw it on. If felt soft and it smelled very masculine. I tried to take my trousers off, but they stuck to my skin. I had to sit down and started pulling very uncomfortably. There was no way I could do this fast. Kenny was already dressed. He turned around and saw me struggling.
