I got a call from an old high school friend named Ross. Some of the old gang were in town and there was going to be a party Friday night at Ross's house. I hadn't seen most of my old male high school friends in a couple of years. I was busy at college and I didn't get home much, only on the holidays and summer.
When I arrived on Friday night, it was just like old times. My male friends hadn't changed much it seemed. These guys still loved to drink beer and tell tall tales about themselves. I got a drink and then sat down on the couch in the living room. I was just taking in all that was going on there. A dark haired guy then sat down next to me. I didn't know who he was, but I soon found out. His name was Paul, he was Ross's cousin. His family happened to be visiting and Ross had asked him to join the festivities.
Paul and I seemed to be hitting it off pretty well. I kept looking at his face and body. I couldn't believe how good looking this guy was. I just hoped he didn't catch me staring too much. After awhile it got too loud in the house, so Paul and I stepped outside to get a little fresh air. It was already dark and we walked to the edge of the property.
Paul was standing dangerously close to me. It was if he was planning to whisper something in my ear. But that wasn't the case, I found out. Paul leaned in and he kissed my mouth. I sort of jolted back at first. He had surprised me. I had never had contact like this with a man.
"I'm sorry, Jack, I thought you were interested in me," said Paul. I told him that he just caught me by surprise, is all. I then blurted out that I had never kissed a man before. Paul stepped in close once more and put his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. His mouth found mine and we shared a hot kiss together. This time I didn't pull back. I opened my mouth and let Paul's tongue find mine.