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The first time was absolutely incredible. At only 14 years old, sex was still a mystery to me. I knew what it was and what it was SUPPOSED to be...but I hadn't ever engaged in the actual act before. So when Aaron came over that afternoon...and actually responded to some of my little touches and joking around, I instantly became terrified of what might happen between us. Terrified...and intrigued. Aaron was no homosexual boy. He was on basketball team, he watched sports, he played rough and tumble in the park...I mean he was all 'boy'. There wasn't a single feminine trait about him, not in the way he walked, not in the way he talked. He was damn cute, and I dreamed about the day I'd get to have sex with someone so incredibly hot. But...I never really counted on it HAPPENING! I mean, guys like that are reserved for the homecoming queen and girls looking to show off when they go to prom. Not for little quiet guys in the closet like me. I guess everybody has to be wrong some of the time.

"Hey, Nick...I was wondering if...you wanted to hang out today or something?" That's exactly how he said it on the phone not more than an hour ago. He was always so cute about asking to come over. And this has been going on for like three weeks now. Not exactly every single day, but a few times a week. The thing is, we had certain rules that were frustrating for me, but I lived by them. Mostly because I wanted him more than anything, and because I was hoping that I'd be able to break him down over time. I mean, I was having SEX! Actual sex! I wasn't about to give that up by being...you know...'too gay' about it.

Yep, that's just what I said. 'Too gay'. You see, while I'd be more than happy to just come right out and tell Aaron that I was falling in love with him...but he wasn't in any such position to do the same. In fact, if he had heard ME say it, he'd probably get freaked out and leave. Easily solved, I kept my mouth shut and let him keep pretending that this was all an 'experimental' thing between me and him. It sucks to hold back when I want to have the whole experience and fully be able to give myself over to him, but until he loosens up a bit, this will have to do. Not as much as I wanted, but CERTAINLY better than nothing.

"Mmmmm....oh yeah.." He moaned in my ear. Wow...I loved the way his voice would drop in tone and get soooo sexy when he was on top of me like this. It made me want to reach up and kiss him until we were both breathless. I would LOVE that! Which brings me to rule number one...NO kissing! Sighhhh...it was the first rule that he set for me. I found out when I leaned forward and he pushed me away. I guess there's something a bit too intimate about kissing another boy...it's more than getting off, I suppose. That is the road leading into 'fag country'. So it was the first of a few of those frustrating taboos that I was talking about.

As he pushed into me, I hugged my arms around him and held on tight. We were both laying on the couch, his chin resting comfortably on my shoulder at the nape of my neck, and his hips were making these smooth, rhythmic circles into me. I pushed up with my hips to meet him, and we rubbed our hard members against each other. I opened my legs even wider to accept him, and then accidently, in a moment of blind passion I guess, ran my hands up under his shirt. He slowed down for a second, and then started up again, but when I kept my hands up there, he whispered in my ear, "Stop...don't. I'm almost there." Bringing me to rule number two, something that drives me NUTS but I'm wearing him down. Clothes on at all times! I KNOW his body is incredible, because I've seen what he's packing, and it's mouthwatering, believe me! But...while he was willing to show it to me on occassion, and how hard it was, and how DELICIOUS it looked...he never let me touch it. Not once. Hands off, lips off, it was forbidden fruit to me so far. But feeling it grind into me was more than enough to bring me to climax every single time without any problems at all. The first time, he was completely dressed, but I've tantalized him down to a t-shirt and boxers. Meaning that I was just ONE layer of clothing from being able to taste him. That was a day that I was hoping would happen soon. I'll get there, I WILL! I know he wants to fuck my brains out! He just won't let himself believe it, and I'm going to get him to do just that. Then...I'll have my boyfriend. The one I've always needed in my life.

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