I remember my first time with a guy. We were in 8th grade. I made him a bet, and I won, he asked what I wanted, and JOKINGLY I said blow me. We both often got detentions, and had to stay after school. This day happened to be one of them. Anyway I do remeber my pecker being my best play toy at that age, and I went to the bathroom to jerk off before the bus came to take us home, and while I was in thier here comes my friend. He stood in the next urinal, and asked me what I was doing, and I told him I was beating off, and he stepped far enough away for me to see he was getting harder. He got on his knees, and asked if he could suck it. I was freaked out. Anyway I filled him quickly with my cream, and then he stood up, and asked me to do the same. The only difference was it was huge compared to mine. I told him I was worried about someone walkng into the john. He grabbed me and pulled me into the last stall, and he sat on the back of the toilet. I was still freaking out, but he grabbed my head, and shoved his cock into my mouth. It was hot, salty, and smelled wierd, he wouldn't let me stop. Just then we heard someone coming into the bathroom, and we both ran out of the bathroom. When we left we found out it was his girlfriend going to the girls bathroom. His hard on was so damn visible, he had to cover it with a history book. I felt so bad for him. We never talked about it again. Then in our last semester before high school started we had a gymnastics class we were both in, and one night after practice, all the buses left the school, and we got locked into the room with all the matts in it. No cell phones back then. We were on the second story, and the storms were pounding fierce outside. I told him I was gonna do my homework. I started breaking out my books, and was sitting on the first row of the bleachers, while he was watching the storms. I looked up because I felt heat hit my forehead. There he was standing before me again, hard as a rock. Viens poppin everywhere. I knew I owed him, and knew he was not gonna let me go since we were locked in this room I felt we were safe, so I started going down on him, and then I stopped to say "don't cum in my mouth", he agreed, ha ha. It seemed forever for him to start grunting, and he grabed my head again and started forcing as much of his cock into my mouth. His rythym increased, and I felt he was gonna cum soon, and I went at his faster, and faster. He then pushed me back, and ran to the window. He heard buses, and just then the janitor opened the door, and we ran to our busses. That time I wanted him, but as it were, we were broken apart by fate yet again. I never saw him again. His family moved away during the summer without a trace. I really wanted to return the favor but never did. I left for the military, and stayed gone for 25yrs. I wonder where he is right now, and if he feels the same.