Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2001 19:10:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Eric <wiggilyus@yahoo.com>
Subject: MARCHING CHIEFS AND LOVERS ALL THE DAMN TIME!!!

This is a true story about my first real sexual encounter with another
guy. If this story sounds familiar and you think you may be "Rick" e-mail
me and let me know what you are up to, I would love to reconnect.
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MARCHING CHIEFS AND LOVERS ALL THE DAMN TIME!!!

I was in a large marching band as an undergrad and we typically would
travel to the away games. We would always share rooms, usually four to a
room, with the same people. I shared a room and a bed with a guy I will
call Rick. He wasn't your typical sexy stud, he was a little on the heavy
side, but he was a really nice interesting guy. During our second year in
the band, we went to Atlanta for a game against Georgia Tech. The hotel we
stayed in only had rooms with one double bed available, so Rick and I ended
sharing a room and a bed by ourselves.

Rick was flipping through the TV channels when he came across an episode of
HBO's Real Sex. There was a segment on the show about men going out in the
woods, getting naked, and feeling each other up (OK, so that is loosely
paraphrased). While watching this, Rick and I kept glancing at each other
and making brief occasional eye contact. I definitely got the feeling that
he was checking me out and I knew I was checking him out.

I was so horny when we went to bed, that I was close to cumming just
imagining what might happen. Of course I didn't really expect too much to
happen because he knew I had a girlfriend and he was engaged. But I firmly
believe that everyone has at least some attraction to members of their own
sex and if they say they don't they are lying, so I felt I had some hope.

During the night, I started to touch his leg with my feet. He didn't move
his leg away, so I continued. Soon I was gently rubbing my leg against
his. When he turned onto his side facing me, I slid my leg between his
thighs. I was still too chicken to make the ultimate move, so I was just
praying that he would do it. As my knee made contact with his tight ball
sack, he made the move and reached over and grabbed my rock hard dick
through my shorts. I almost fainted when he made contact, but I reached
over and found his hard dick sticking out of the leg of his shorts.

I wrapped my hand around it and slid it up and down a couple of times. It
felt so different from mine. It was about the same length, but really
thin. It was so hard in the middle and so soft on the outside. I guess
everyone's dick feels like that, but you don't notice when you are playing
with your own because you are focused on the feelings from your dick, not
your hand. We jacked each other off for a couple of strokes before pushing
the sheets down and taking our clothes off. I was the first to go down on
him. I licked his tight nut sack and up his thin shaft. He was so hard I
had to pull his dick away from his stomach.

I slid the head into my mouth and felt it's velvety smoothness on my hot
wet tongue. It was so soft and spongy. It didn't taste like much, but I
couldn't get enough. I let it slide to the back of my mouth and back out
again. I started to slide his hard cock in and out of my mouth. After a few
minutes he pulled me off of him and switched positions. When he started
giving me head, I thought I was going to literally explode. My girlfriend
had sucked my dick before, but she had no idea what she was doing and was
just doing it as payback for me going down on her. Rick really wanted my
cock in his mouth and that made all the difference.

As he was sucking my dick I ran my fingers through the buzzed hair on the
back of his head. This short fuzzy hair contributed to the realization that
it was a guy giving me this expert blowjob instead of a girl and this
realization made me hotter than I had ever been.  I stopped him before I
came and he slid up onto me and our lips met. First in a simple kiss that
rapidly became more passionate. Our tongues probed the recesses of each
other's mouths as we ground our still raging boners together between our
hot sweaty bodies. Kissing him was somewhat weird, because we both hadn't
shaved recently and our stubble rubbing together added a whole new
dimension to this intimate act.

I kept thinking to myself that I must have been having a really great wet
dream. We then got into a 69 position with him on top.  He slid his thin
hard dick into my hungry mouth while he took my raging boner into his hot
wet mouth. He started to fuck my mouth slamming his cock down my
throat. With each thrust, his sparse pube tickled my chin and his beautiful
balls impacted my nose.

We were both coming close to shooting our loads when the phone rang. It
nearly gave both of us heart attacks. He answered it and it was one of the
band staff members giving us a wake-up call. I kept sucking him while he
was on the phone and he could barely talk.  Luckily the staff member
thought she just woke us up, so it didn't sound too weird that he was quite
disoriented. When he hung up the phone he took my dick back in his mouth.
We were close to cumming again, when the band director made his rounds
knocking on the door giving us our 15-minute warning to be ready to
leave. We both had to take showers, so we reluctantly separated, kissed,
and he went to take a shower. I finished the job he started on my own while
he was in the shower. I am sure he did the same. I was so tired that day,
that I almost had myself convinced that none of it actually happened and
that it was just an elaborate fantasy. The reality of the encounter was
confirmed on our next trip, but that is another story.