I had known him for a long time. He moved here in the sixth grade, but I never quite knew who he was. All the girls talked about him saying how "cute" he was and how they wanted him, but it wasn't till about halfway through the year I finally saw him. Because we were on different "teams" (weird things they used to divide the kids up into – red, white, and blue with all had separate lunches, classes, teachers etc.) I never had the chance to meet him until one day when I saw him with my friend Katie. She introduced me as Derek and him as Phil, her best friend. This was that kid everyone talked about, Phil, and when I saw him I agreed with all the rumors. He was one hot bastard.

From that day on, I fantasized about him, dreamed of seeing him naked, and going down on him (Yes, even in 6th grade I wanted some of him). Phil was my first and only true crush. To me he was unattainable. We became friends, but it was clear to me he was straight as a strand of uncooked spaghetti. The two of us became inseparable. He got me into sports and we played everything in the book – football, basketball, baseball, and lacrosse.

When we transferred from middle school to high school, we played sports there as well. Every day after school we had practice, and we always had lockers right next to each other.

As a freshman I got a sideways glance every now and then at his gorgeous body. He had grown so much since that first day 4 years before. He stood about 5'11", and had a hot, hunky, muscular build. He had dark blonde hair, and the most amazing blue-green eyes I had ever seen. His chest was broad, and defined, and from summers and other times I knew he had a killer 8 pack and Apollo's belt (yum). His biceps were bulging, and always visible under his tight-fitting tees. And yeah, I got to see that part of him from time to time also, in the locker-room, changing and showering.

This went on day in and day out until our senior year. During football season, it was at a game between us, North Middlesex and our rivals, Leominster. Half way through the fourth quarter in a nasty game, Leominster was angry that our star quarterback, Phil, got a touchdown to put us in the lead. So after the next play, one of their forwards ran up behind Phil, blindsided him, and started attacking. Our coach screamed "STAY BACK!" and people did. The officials ran to them but didn't do much. My heart was aching, he was more than a friend to me, I loved him so much I ran out and defended him. By this time Phil was all bloody and bruised, and I just lashed out at his attacker and gave him some cuts too. Then Phil got up and began to hit him as well. This all happened in thirty seconds or less, but to me it felt like forever. Before any of us got real serious injuries, we were ejected from the game, and brought off the field.

As the beginning to our punishment, Phil and I had to stay late, clean the locker-room and the field, and then lock up and leave. We decided to change after cleaning the nasty mess, and by the time I went into the locker-room with the last bag of trash Phil was already in the shower. From my locker, I had a perfect view. There he was, standing in all his glory. Top to bottom dripping with hot water and soapy foam, he was my ultimate fantasy.

He had a great ass. So round and sooooo tight. I just lost myself trying to imagine fucking him. I didn't realize just how long I had been staring, and when he finally turned around I saw his dick, and couldn't look away. It was so hot. His dark brown treasure trail led from his belly button, over his Apollo's belt, down, and down, till it reached his cock. He had a beautiful cock. It was about 4 inches flaccid. Almost as soon as I saw this I got a huge boner in my boxers. All of a sudden, "Dude, what are you doing?" he said to me.

Embarrassed, I whirled around trying to hide my huge boner, and called back "Just…changing." To my surprise he was laughing when he said, "Oh man, well, you better hurry up and shower if I am giving you a ride home, I ain't waiting!"

So I got my towel and went to the shower a few shower heads down from him. Still trying to hide my bulging dick, I left the towel around my waist. He laughed at this too and asked me what I was hiding, and whether I was embarrassed at how small my dick was. Of course being a proud man, I wanted to show him what I was made of. I took the towel off to reveal my erection. I was a big dude, total just under 9 inches with a boner. But something happened then that I didn't expect. Upon seeing me naked he seemed to move, and after a double take I realized I was turning him on!

I pretended to ignore it for a few minutes and went on showering 'til I could no longer take it. I walked over to him and said "Dude, I really want to fuck you so bad right now." It was all or nothing for me, I told him how I felt in a way so that if he was repulsed I could laugh and say "HAAH! Oh, man I got you," but if he accepted … and to my surprise, I kissed him.

The kiss was glorious. Our lips met, and I slid my shy tongue into his mouth. It was so hot, my dick had to have doubled in size. We open-mouthed and I slowly massaged his soft tongue with mine, searching the depths of it, as the warm water ran down our bodies. I felt his hand reach behind and draw me closer. I moved in and continued to passionately kiss him. Then it was my turn. I took my hand and reached down to feel his huge cock. Fully erect he was around nine inches as well. It was so fat and so warm, as I grabbed it I felt it slowly throbbing, waiting anxiously to be touched.

I moved away from his mouth, going to his neck. From his neck I paused to tease his collarbone and continued down to his chest. His nipples were enticing. They were hard and red as I toyed with them, going from one to the other plucking and sucking them. I could hear Phil moaning and wanting more. My tongue roamed over each of his abs, which were like small hills, and paused at his Apollo's belt. I followed his treasure trail downwards and stopped to smell his thick patch of brown pubes. Thank god he doesn't shave like some of the guys do. I have always had a thing for men with pubes and find hairy dicks so hot.

Tearing myself away, I skipped over his dick and went to his thighs. My tongue teased his cock by slowly going up his legs but stopping. After a little bit of this I could no longer hold back. I wanted his dick in my mouth right then. So I took it, I took all nine inches of it in one swallow, and slowly moved my head up and down the shaft. I took it out of my mouth and began sucking just the tip, biting it ever so gently; I could feel him writhing in pleasure beneath me.

From his cock, I began to suck his balls; they were too big to comfortably have both in at once, so I squeezed the other one a little to make him moan. Not wanting to part with his beautiful dick, I went back to sucking and sucking on it.

While I was playing with the tip he reached down and pushed it in deeper. It was so hot. I love a man who knows what he wants, so I gave it to him. Deeper and deeper I went while still squeezing his balls a little until he came in my mouth. He shot off five big loads all into my mouth, and I eagerly swallowed every bit of his cum.

Next, he came down and we began to kiss again. And then he began to go down on me. To have his tongue on my body after four years of waiting was the ultimate pleasure. I was close to cumming before he even got past my chest. When he finally got down to my cock, he began working slow, running his tongue up and down the length of the shaft, pausing at the tip and my foreskin, before he engulfed it. He gagged the first attempt, but got it down on the second. While deep-throating me he felt around my balls and reached behind to my puckering ass hole. He slowly began fingering me as he ran his tongue up and down my cock and as he sucked my balls. This was too much for me, and I came all over his face.

Phil then licked as much as he could off before kissing me. I could still taste the cum in his mouth and feel it on his chin as his tongue practically sucked out my soul. He was the hottest, most amazing man I had seen in my life and now that I had his cock in my mouth, I wanted him in my ass. Because we had no lube, I sucked his throbbing cock for a few minutes 'til he was close to cumming, and stopped. He stood over me and I gazed up at him. I stared at his cock and wanted to feel him deep inside me. He then gently pushed it up into my ass in one slow continual motion. And surprisingly, it was the most amazing thing I ever felt. Expecting it to hurt like hell, I sort of braced myself, but found it to be so pleasurable I screamed for him to go deeper and deeper.

He went in and out in a slow motion and each time I could feel his balls swing and slap my ass. He went in so deep I could feel his pubes against my cock. He was getting close and I reached up and kissed him, Phil's cock was still in my ass, and we were having sex I thought, when I came. I came just out of the pure thought of him being in me! Well, the head of his cock rubbing on my prostate didn't hurt matters; it felt fucking awesome.

Seeing me cum only increased his speed and very soon after I felt spurt after spurt of his hot cum filling my ass. He left his dick up there as he slowed down, finally shooting off one more load, until he collapsed and lay to my side.

Again we kissed. I felt his tongue and dick on me as we lay there for what must have been hours. I loved to just lie there and taste him. I was overcome with lust for him still, looking at his gorgeous manly body just sprawled out next to me. And there we stayed, kissing and fooling around, till the showers ran icy cold.

We moved back the the locker area and Phil sat on the bench and sucked my cock again getting me hard and wet, and then he leaned back lengthwise along the bench and pulled his legs up exposing his tight little hole, and said, "Dick me Derek. And make me cum again like you did."

My cock was throbbing again and I leaned forward and spit on his tight little pucker and smeared it around with my finger. Phil grabbed my wrist and shoved my finger into him while pushing his ass down onto my finger. Then he pulled it out and said, "Fuck me man. I've dreamed of that big cock fucking me, now do it."

Then he spread his cheeks wider and I aligned the head of my cock with his pucker and pushed into him. I was surprised by the resistance of his ass muscle, but once it slipped through the sphincter, my cock slipped into his ass passage. I was amazed by the warmth and tightness of his ass. I fucked him and kissed him for who knows how long before Phil's ass when into spasms and he shot cum in between us, and his spasms triggered my balls to start pumping cum into Phil's tight hole. I collapsed on top of him and we caught our breath.

Then we dressed and Phil drove me home. When we arrived at the end of my long driveway he stopped, and pulled me across to him and planted a hot French kiss in my mouth. I could still taste our cum in his mouth.

Then he said, "We've got to get together some day soon when no one is home to have a replay of tonight. I want you in me again." Then he rubbed my cock through my jeans and kissed me goodnight before driving up to the house to drop me off. Before I got out he rubbed my dick again and said, "Good night, you big sexy thing, you!"

Boy, we had no idea what crazy sex would be in store for us over the next few years!

We've both got accepted at UMass - Amherst and are roommates on campus. We stay in most nights and find 'something' to keep us busy.