Ken's first gay expirence

Ken and I grew up together back in 90’s. While we were good friends, we weren’t close friends only because we lived 90 miles apart. My parents and Ken’s were best of friends--almost like family. We would often get together on holidays and special occasions. I was about a year older than Ken. But we were definitely on the same maturity and intellectual level even as adolescents. Ken never struck me as being gay. I knew I was different every since second grade, but I managed to hide my feelings all though high school and even dated a number of girls at the time. I felt I was pretty good looking because I had more girls calling me at home than I could count. They often told me I reminded them of the 80’s heartthrob, Christopher Atkins.

After graduation, I went off to college at the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor. During Christmas break of my freshman year, my family got together with Ken’s over at his house on New Year’s Eve. We arrived early so that we could spend all day with Ken’s family for we had to leave shortly after midnight. Later that day, Ken took me to a day party--kind of like a pre-New Year’s Eve party over at one of his friend’s house. Once Ken had a few beers in him, he began french kissing just about every girl there. I figured Ken wanted to have a good time before we had to go back to his house where we would actually spend New Year Eve with our families. 

We were both buzzed, but not drunk by the time the party ended. Thank God our parents weren’t at Ken’s house when we arrived. They had hooked up with two other couples that day for lunch. Ken and I quickly brushed out teeth and doused our mouth’s with Scope. Afterwards we went into Ken’s room and starting fooling around on his computer. I noticed Ken used AOL. I also used AOL on my computer back at school. So we decided to exchange screen names. We both thought it would be a good idea to chat on Instant Messenger from time to time once I got back to school.

When the winter semester began, I went back to my routine of hitting the books everyday after class. From time to time over the next couple of weeks, I would see Ken on-line and we would chat sometimes in the evenings. Every so often, I would click the “Buddy” icon on AOL to see if Ken was in a chatroom. But he never was. 

Then one night, I was cramming for an examine. I had been studying all day when I noticed Ken was on-line. Not thinking much about it, I clicked the Buddy icon to see where Ken was. Thinking I would get the same old message that, “Ken was on-line, but not in a chartroom”, my jaw nearly dropped to the floor when Ken’s screen name noted that not only was he in a chatroom, but that he was in a gay chatroom. I quickly signed on under a different screen name so Ken wouldn’t know it was me.

I looked for his name in the chatroom and sure enough it was listed. I sent Ken an instant message that simply said, “Hello”. After a few seconds, he responded with a simple “Hello.” I introduced myself under an assumed name, Jerod, but he responded with his actual name. We made small talk for a while until I asked him if he was gay. 

Ken told me he wasn’t sure if he was gay, but that he had always wanted to suck a guy’s dick. He added that he was still into girls and therefore was kind of scared to have sex with a guy. I told him the first few times with a guy can be kind of nerve racking, but after that, it becomes quite natural. We chatted for a while longer and Ken asked if he could add my screen name to his buddy list. I said, “Sure”. We chatted for a while longer and then I explained that I had to get going. What I really had to do was beat-my-meat while I fantasized over him. My fantasies over Ken went on for over a month after that. Each night I would jerk-off as I drooled over thought of him sucking my cock.

The surprise of my life came about two months later when my Dad phoned to say that he and my mom, Ken’s parents and Ken would all be driving up to Ann Arbor over spring break for a mini-like vacation. As it turned out, my Dad and Ken’s father had a business meeting in town that week and they wanted to bring Ken along so that I could show him around Michigan University. My Dad wanted to know if Ken could stay with me so that he wouldn’t be bored at the hotel. Well needless to say, “Yes, Yes, and Yes” raced through my mind as my heart pounded. I played it calm over the phone however with my Dad and said: “Sure Dad, Ken can stay with me.”. 

When spring break finally arrived for what seemed like a century, my parents, Ken’s parents and Ken arrived Saturday mid-morning. I met them at their hotel in downtown Ann Arbor. I quickly gave my Mom a kiss and Dad a huge then said hello to Ken and his parents. Ken appeared different to me however in that I guess I knew he was now a soon-to-be gay guy like myself. He was still as handsome as ever in my mind with his beautiful brown eyes and short black hair. I knew this was going to be a special six days together for I was going give Ken his first gay experience where he would soon say goodbye to his straight tendencies and hello to his gay one’s. After we all had brunch at the hotel, I told our parents that Ken and I were going back to my dorm and that we would meet them around 9 p.m. at my Dad’s favorite restaurant. 

When Ken and I arrived back at my dorm, the place was virtually empty. Practically everyone had left for spring break. We had the whole floor to ourselves. Once Ken had unpacked and rolled out his sleeping bag, we went for a stroll around campus. I pointed out the highlights of the school. Ken was quite impressed with all that the university had to offer. About an hour later,we headed over to one of my favorite cafes. I introduced Ken to some locals that I had met during my first semester. A couple of guys that I knew asked if we would join them in a dart tournament. Evidently they were a few players short. Neither Ken or I played very well, but we sure had good fun giving it the old college try. During the tournament, a number of girls dropped over to say hi. Ken could tell by their body language and the way they aproched me thatthey found me to be quite attractive.
When we finally got back to my dorm late that afternoon, I popped open a bottle of tequila. Finally, we were alone and in the safe protection of my room. We recalled the days when we were kids and all the fun we use to have. After about 40 minutes-- three shots of tequila --and four beers later, I could see Ken was feeling no pain. By this time it was almost dark outside. Only a small soft white light illuminated my room.

I knew it was now time for me to turn Ken on like he had never been turned on before. Not only did I want to give Ken a hot sexual experience, but I also wanted to give him a deeply religious and memorable one as well. After all, not only was I sexually attracted to Ken, but I was emotionally in love with him. 

I announced that I was going to take a shower and told Ken he should take one after I finished. Buy this time we had to meet our parents in about three hours. I started stripping down by tossing my sweater, shirt, socks and jeans onto my bed. Instead of wearing regular brief or boxer underwear, I had on underneath the sexist pair of spotted leopard bikini underwear that could be bought. I wanted to tease Ken a little before I put the moves on him. I asked Ken to pop open a few more beers as I slowly hung my shirt, sweater and pants up. I wanted to give Ken an opportunity to view my body almost fully unclothed. 

Once I had neatly put my clothes away, I walked over to Ken and downed another shot of tequila as I chased it with a sip of beer. I went into the bathroom and turned the water on in the shower. But instead of closing the door and stripping completely naked, I walked back over to my bed and removed my underwear with Ken looking on. There! Finally, I was completely bare for Ken to fully view my cock, balls and ass. I walked over to Ken, took a few more sips of beer so he could get a better view of my cock and balls and said, “Why don’t you turn on some music”?

Ken said, “Sure, what do you like?” 

I replied, “Nothing really heavy-- just some light music”. I could tell Ken was aroused by my bare body standing right in front of him. I turned around so he could view my bare ass as I gradually walked back into the bathroom.

I was so hot and horny by now,I had to take practically a cold shower to calm me down. As the cool water flowed over my body, I knew I wanted to kiss Ken fully unclothed. I quickly soaped myself up and then rinsed off. When I stepped out of the shower, I toweled myself off halfway and put the towel around my neck. I walked of the bathroom with my cock flopping right in front of Ken’s face. Ken was pouring himself another shot of tequila. I told Ken to pour me one too as I took the towel from around my neck and dried my cock & balls in front of him.