Confession: Jay and the Younger Guy

Last summer, I met a new guy at the gym. This guy was younger than me at 18. He had lived in New York his whole life but had just moved out on his own to go to school. His name was Nick. One day, he needed a spotter while I lifted and asked me to do it for him. I agreed and after that we got around to talking and even started hanging out every now and then. The thing with Nick is that he was curious about being with a guy. I told him some of my story and he kind of latched on to me. I guess he looked up to me in a way. He was a pretty shy guy when it came to guys so I took it upon myself to help him out.

I pretty much started out by giving small pointers here and there, including how he should dress and all. As the weeks went by, he did show a lot of improvement. However, I started to realize that he was kind of falling for me. It wasn’t exactly what I wanted to happen. First of all, he was younger than me, barely 18. Second, I genuinely just wanted to help him because he reminded me a lot of myself. I had no feelings for him whatsoever, other than friendship. Sure he was a good-looking guy, at 6’2”, great body, nice green eyes and dark hair, but I really didn’t want to take it anywhere sexual. One day, though, things just changed dramatically.

We had made plans to go with my friends to a club one night. We both showered at the gym and I told him to come to my place and we could hang out there until it was time to leave. He liked the idea so we went to my apartment to hang out. When we were there, he asked me if he could borrow a shirt to wear for the night. I didn’t mind so I took him to my room. I pulled out some clothes for him to try on. The phone rang so I left him in my room and ran to the living room to answer it. It was my mom so I was on the phone for a little while. I noticed that things kind of got a little quiet. When I finished talking, I went into my room and I was shocked with what I saw.

Nick was on my bed, completely naked. His was pumping his hard dick with his right hand while his left hand was cupping his balls. I just stood there and watched he looked right at me as his hand made its way up, stroking his smooth stomach and his chest. Lust came over me at that moment and I took off my shirt and pulled down my underwear and shorts. I then climbed onto the bed, my dick swaying in front of me. He shifted his position and I lay down on my back next to him with our thighs pressed up against one another. I took my cock in my hand and began lightly stroking it.

I couldn't believe it. Here I was, naked with an 18-year-old guy next to me, pumping on his cock and smiling at me as if it was the most natural thing in the world. His legs were splayed wide as he fondled his balls with one hand and slipped his other up and down on his rigid dick. My own hand was on my crotch as I started to beat my dick, matching his movement stroke for stroke. He looked at me and he noticed I was staring at his crotch, realizing he was as excited watching me as I was watching him. I let go of my shaft, put my arm around his shoulders and then we were lying on our sides facing each other. He wrapped his arms around me and I pulled him close.

We groaned as our chests rubbed against each other then groaned again when I moved my hips forward, pushing his hard cock against my own aching cock. He let out a moan of his own as I slid my hand down along his back and pulled his ass closer to me. We ground our crotches together dry-humping each other, while our two stiff dicks slid side by side, our ball sacs bumping against each other.

I rolled onto my back, taking him with me until he was lying between my spread legs, our faces inches apart. I moved my hand from his back, slid it between our bodies, and grabbed hold of his cock. His cock felt so hot in my hand. He moaned as he felt my fist tighten around his dick and begin stroking. I moved my hand faster and faster along his cock and I heard a snapping sound, knowing that the head was slick with pre-cum. My own throbbing dick was oozing against him, poking and prodding against his stomach and leaving trails of precum.

His hips thrust to meet every one of my strokes, fucking my hand. He gasped out against my neck, telling me he was close. I whispered in his ear to just let it go. That was enough because after I said that, he shoved his hips forward once more into my clenching fist and let loose. Just as the first torrent of sperm shot out, I released his cock and pulled him close. I grabbed him tight as he humped his spewing dick against my stomach. His body arched and tensed as the cum poured out of him. One final shudder, one final spurt and he relaxed completely against me, breathing hard.

When I released him, he rolled off onto my side, his head cushioned on his arm. He looked over at me and noticed that my stomach was wet with his cum while my upper chest had glistening streaks of cum. I looked down and laughed. I told him that it looked like he really needed that. He said he had gone a few days without cumming at all. I looked down at my cock and noticed it was rock hard, with precum trickling down. I didn’t really expect him to do anything so I grabbed my cock in my fist and began sliding it up and down. Except this time, I was jacking off harder and faster, my balls bouncing with each stroke.

I looked over at him and he was intently watching. He reached out and tentatively stroked my thigh. He went up higher and moved his fingers closer until they brushed against my pubic hair. I moaned in approval so he slid his hand further up until he wrapped his hand around my own pumping fist, helping me jack off. “Yeah man, that’s how you do it. That's good, that's real good," I hissed. I spread my legs wider and then I pulled my hand away, leaving just his own hand stroking my cock. I was certain it was probably the first he had ever touched other than his own.

My cock was pulsing and oozing in his hand, working me to orgasm. It was so hot. My juices poured out and after just a few strokes, his fingers were coated with my juices and the bottom of his fist was wet with the remains of his own cum that lay across my stomach. I let out some more loud moans and told how good it felt. I put my hand on his shoulder and lightly squeezed it. I watched as his hand jerked my cock. He looked at me as he continued jacking me off, watching my faces, especially when he tightened his grip. I continued moaning and groaning. I told him I was getting close and moan in that urgent and excited voice you have when your balls tighten and there's no way of stopping the coming eruption.

He stroked faster and faster, knowing I was just seconds away from releasing my cum. My legs twitched and stiffened as my dick swelled bigger and harder. I let out one loud moan. My head snapped back into the pillow, eyes squeezing shut, and my hands clawing convulsively at the sheets, with every muscle in my body tensing. With a strangled roar, I ground my hips down into the bed and a short spurt of cum shot from my cock and landed on my stomach. My back arched, hips jerked forward, and then I really began to shoot. A long stream of cum shot straight up and then landed against my throat and neck. I grunted and a second, a third, and a fourth powerful jet arched out and coated my pecs. Each rope of thick cum landed with a heavy splash. Then, what seemed to be an unending river of sperm poured out and slid down my cock to cover his still pumping fist. It mingled with the remains of his load that matted my pubes and coated my tightened scrotum.

As my orgasm subsided, I relaxed back onto the pillows breathing hard and slowly my cock began to soften in his hand, still twitching. I noticed him staring at me in amazement at the sight of me spread out naked on the bed beside him, my entire torso covered in our sperm. At one point I thought he wanted to lean forward and lick it all up, to taste him, to taste us. But he hesitated, still half-paralyzed by what had just happened between us. It really didn’t surprise me at all. This was his first contact with another man. I stared at the ceiling for a long moment. I then looked down along my cum-coated body then over to his face and smiled.

He let go of my cock and his cum coated hand rested on my thigh. I told him that it was great and he smiled back at me and said it was awesome. I glanced over at the clock on the nightstand and told him we should get moving. I patted his leg and sat up. I got off the bed, picked up a towel, and tossed it to him. He stood up, looking down at my naked body, his glistening cock hanging heavily between his legs. I walked over to him and put my hands on his shoulders. I told him that I had a really great time with him and would love to do so much more with him, but only if he wanted to. He looked at me and said that he would love to. I smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. We shared our first kiss and our tongues met for the first time. He was a decent kisser, needed practice but good enough. I pulled away and squeezed his ass. I told him that we would pick things up later…