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My first was a little later than most.  I was seventeen, and a senior in high school.  I didn't have any gay experience, although five years earlier I saw two boys pretending to fuck in the middle school locker room.  I went home a bit shocked but also fascinated by what they were imitating and their apparent fun.

When I began my senior year, there was a change in school policy.  Because there had been food fights in the cafeteria the previous year, seniors were assigned to each table to keep order.  There was another senior at my table and six other kids.  Joe, a sophomore, fifteen years old, was the first kid I ever met who was gay.  The other senior, from the same part of town, rode him mercilessly. One day he asked Joe what he would do if a bunch of guys threatened him.

 Joe replied, with a smile, that he would say, "Don't hit me, I'll blow you."  And we all laughed.

 One day Joe asked me if I would drive him and his science project back to his house.  His father would not be able to come to the school until the next morning and Joe was worried that some kids would damage it or write some nasty stuff on it.  I agreed.

 When we got to his house I helped carry it in, then we returned to the car for his books.  I asked Joe to sit inside for a minute, and then I apologized for not having stood up for him during the abuse.  Then I hugged him and told him how much I enjoyed his good humor and that I felt comfortable about talking with him about blow jobs or sex in general.  I told him that he was one of the nicest guys I'd ever met.

  Now before telling what happened next, let me say that I didn't see an X-rated gay movie for another year, when I went to college.  Then I saw a lot of them, because I loved to watch guys doing it.  Joe was also just improvising, like me, with no porn models.

  Joe hugged me back and I told him that it was wonderful to be in his arms.  On impulse I added that it would be great to hug naked. because if his dick stood up, it wouldn't lie, it would mean that he really liked me..

  Joe told me that his dick was starting to stand up.

  I told him that he could do me a real great favor - unbuttoning his fly because I had this idea that his dick was smiling at me.  So he showed me the top of his dick and I bent down and kissed it.  But Joe said that he needed a nice wet kiss, so I started licking all over the head of his dick.  Then, I  unzipped the fly and started sucking all over his warm, smooth, dick  head.  It just was completely natural to take it in my mouth and slide down his shaft with my lips tightly around it.  In a few moments I settled into a rhythm of sliding down and sucking up.  No one told us how to do this, we just figured it out.  I was so glad to be giving Joe pleasure, and felt that it was the most intimate thing I'd ever done - and what I wanted most.  

  I started to taste his pre cum.. which lubed my mouth and then I really sucked hard.  As he moaned in ecstasy, I was caught by surprise by his climax.  All of a sudden I had a huge shot of cum which splashed against the back of my mouth and rushed down my throat.  I could taste his seed, which was GREAT.  

  I loved it.  I thanked Joe over and over.  

  Now here's what followed:  You might have thought that we became lovers.   But no DAMN IT, his dad was transferred and he moved away!  But I still miss him, although I lost track of him and his class did also.  Joe, wherever you are, I still love you!  Maybe you're on GBT!