Date: Mon, 26 Aug 2013 22:34:14 -0400
From: Lucas Brimstone <lbrimstone00@gmail.com>
Subject: Never-18

DISCLAIMER: This story is based in truth.  Some events/persons have been
altered for the purpose of the story.  There may be scenes of unsafe
practices which are not endorsed by this author.  All other usual warnings
and precautions should be considered here.  Feel free to write with any
comments, corrections, etc.  Think of this as a Gedankenexperiment.  And
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Lucas,


London is pretty excellent.  The city is full of history and there's so
many places to go.  It's like a European Manhattan.  Yesterday I ate at
this pub and had the greatest fish and chips.  Everything here is just
awesome.


The people are great too.  I met this guy Lenny, his full name is Leonard,
and he's really nice.  Says he's from Whales.  I've never met anyone from
Whales before.  I miss you.  ~ The next semester started kind of quickly.
In more ways than one, things were moving fast.  It was only the first
night back and already I was getting ready to go out with Kyle and Lex to
the bars.


"You miss Colby Jack?" Kyle slipped on his sneakers.  He had made up the
nickname for Cole after an inspiration by the cheese.


"Yeah I guess I do," I was still a little down from being so far away.


"Hey don't go getting down, maybe we can hook you up tonight," Lex was in
his room messing with his hair.


I appreciated the thoughts of my roommates, but I was still feeling upset.
It was strange because I had never missed someone before.  Never had I felt
that sad hollowness within my body.  There was no one around to fill that
void.  I merely put on my coat and boots and sat by the door.


Fifteen minutes later and Lex was finally ready to go. It was snowing
outside but we didn't care.  Plus we did shots of whiskey beforehand.  I
was feeling like tonight would be fun and I had no class tomorrow.  Missing
Cole was becoming a fleeting thought.


Lex and Kyle ran carelessly in the street through the snow.  While there
was no auto traffic, there was foot traffic.  Plenty of people were heading
out to various bars and parties.


"Those your friends?" I heard someone ask.  I couldn't be sure if the
question was for me and if it was about Lex and Kyle.


"I suppose," my answer came anyway.  I turned now to see I had a walking
partner.  He was wearing some jeans and a black woolen coat.  I couldn't
see his face through the dark and snow.


"Well I think they're gone now," he replied.


"Seems that way. Where are your friends?" I asked as we trudged onward.


"I'm meeting them at a party. Wanna come?" he posed the question plainly.


"Sure," why not see what it was about.


"I'm Noah by the way," he stated as if he were reminding me of something he
mentioned before.


"Lucas," I said.


Noah and I walked two blocks to the house his party was at; Kyle and Lex
were long gone by now.  It seemed there were already people inside, but I
figured that was better than being the first ones.  Really it didn't matter
what I thought because this was not my party.  I knew no one including the
person I was going with.  But I didn't care.  Why not torment myself with
awkward social situations because I have nothing better to do.

"Maybe I should just go home and kill myself," I said as we walked up to
the door.


"This'll be more fun," Noah replied.

It was warm inside, but not to the degree that it was uncomfortable.  Now I
could assess the person I had come to the party with.  Despite everything I
had experienced with Cole and how much I missed him, I couldn't help
thinking of how adorable and attractive I found Noah.

Surprisingly, he only had a tank on underneath his jacket.  The choice of
top allowed me to briefly admire his well-defined and slim figure.  His
hair was a light honey color and longer on top.  What I really found
interesting were the freckles across his face and forearms and how they
complemented his tanned complexion.  His smile was very welcoming when he
greeted one of his friends.


"This is my friend Lucas," Noah introduced me to someone at the party.


I spent the first hour of the party talking about dark and borderline
psychotic topics with the various people I met while drinking some of the
provided punch.  It was interesting how Noah and I were seemingly
opposites, but not in the way that Cole and I were opposites.  For Cole and
me we shared the same interests and problems, but we went around them in
different ways.  For Noah and me, we just had different problems and
interests altogether.


My conversations with Noah revealed a few things about him.  He was
studying psychology at school and was on the soccer team.  I also learned
that he liked comic books and whiskey.  Unfortunately there were things we
didn't agree on.  Our musical tastes were rather different and he was
extremely energetic.  Despite all of this I enjoyed being around him.


Speaking of being around, Noah was rather flirtatious that evening.
Granted he had drank a bit but he kept touching my arm or smiling at me.
His smile and those freckles were cute.  I could tell he was probably gay
or very intoxicated when his hand brushed against mine a few times.


Soon the party group moved to head to the bars.  Noah put his jacket back
on and I laced up my boots.  We walked back out into the snow and I could
barely feel the cold.  The group moved hastily but we trailed behind.


"I don't really want to go with them," Noah said almost like a child.


"We don't have to go," I replied.


"Do you live around here?" he asked.


"Kinda. Want to come over?" It was midnight at this point.


"Yeah I do.  I'm new to this gay thing though.  But I've been told I'm
pretty hot," he said cockily.  The sudden shift from innocence to arrogance
was arousing.  And he was more than pretty hot.


Cole wasn't exactly hot in the same sense that Noah was.  I found Cole
really attractive for the masculine and slightly eclectic look he had.
There was really more than just physical attraction.  But Noah was really
very physically attractive.  His abs had a defined V and each was cut deep.
The freckles from his forearms also danced across his well-built chest.  He
wasn't very bulky, but everything was so clearly defined.  I know all this
because he shed his coat and top once we got inside.


"You were right about how hot you are," I put my hands on his chest and
grazed his nipples with my thumbs.  I couldn't help myself. Noah moaned
lightly.


"Told ya.  Now I'm ready for fun," he leaned in and kissed me.  I could
tell he was pretty new to this.


"Let's take this to my room," I led the way.


I closed the door behind us and Noah just stood there.  He was so cute and
innocent. I almost felt bad, but then I ran my hand along his side and the
feeling passed.  Noah claimed he had done this before.  Little did he know
that by saying that it gave me permission to really get him going.  I
deftly undid his jeans to remove them and his underwear at the same time;
what I saw shocked me.

Noah never informed me how well hung he was.  Standing there nude I
estimated his cock was nine inches and not fully hard.  I felt both jealous
and sorry for whoever he decided to bang.  His dick twitched and grew
harder as I stood watching in amazement.

"Impressed?" he asked and snapped me out of the stupor I was entering.

"I guess.  I just wouldn't have guessed," I regained my focus on the task
at hand; making him cum.

Now that I was over the initial shock of how big he was, I could get him
ready for me.  Judging on how he reacted when I spread some lube over his
hole and slipped a finger inside of him I could tell he must be a virgin.
Or at least he was new to sex.  The whole situation was amusing and
borderline absurd.  This slim socially reclusive guy was about to top an
energetic and well-endowed athlete.  All of it was just very out of the
ordinary.

"Oh wow, that feels new," Noah said once I had managed to loosen him up
with three of my fingers.  At this point he had started to drip precum onto
my carpet.  As I figured his erect eleven inch cock produced more than the
average amount of precum.

"I don't want to hurt you," I paused briefly.

"Please don't stop," Noah protested.

After a few minutes I was getting bored of rubbing my fingers around inside
of his ass.  I withdrew from him and he turned around to see what I was
doing.  Seeing him I couldn't help but kiss him.  Through his slight
clumsiness he really was a good kisser.  I took his dick and started
stroking it slowly as we continued to make out.  He leaked some more precum
out onto my jeans.

"Guess you'll have to take those off now," he said with a smile.  I ended
up shedding all of my clothes.  "Lucas look at how sexy you are," he kissed
the top of my shoulder.

"Seriously?" I was a little surprised.  It wasn't until this point that I
really understood attraction was relative.  Well maybe there are some
extremes which will always be attractive.  But really beauty is in the eye
of the beholder.

Once I had gotten harder than I could remember being in a while I decided
it was time Noah learned what part of being gay was about.  He was already
close to edging on his orgasm after I was fondling him for a while.

"Think you're ready?" I looked into his eyes and asked as kindly as I
could.

"Yeah for sure.  Please do it Lucas," Noah practically scampered over to
the bed.  It was funny to see that once he had gotten there he wasn't sure
what to do next.

I had to instruct him on a few things before we got down to it.  We started
off having him lie on his back.  His athleticism led me to believe that he
could handle any position I could think up.  I positioned myself between
his legs which he had held up in the air and he grabbed his ankles.  There
was no turning back now for either of us.

Noah's ass was really tight.  Obviously I had never taken anyone's
virginity before and didn't know what to expect.  Even with the lube it
still felt rough going in.  Noah shrieked two or three times and we had to
take everything very slowly before I could get myself all the way inside of
him.  When I was fully enveloped I held myself there for a few moments to
allow Noah to adjust.  I could feel his muscles contracting and relaxing
quickly to accommodate this new feeling.  Then I started withdrawing and he
let out a moan which startled me.

"Oh wow, just that feeling.  Lucas do it to me," his eyes pleaded with me.

This surprised me since I remember my first time hurting me more than it
seemed to be hurting Noah.  But I didn't let that stop me from kicking it
up a notch.  Slowly I began to fuck him and he seemed to be enjoying it.
As I rode him and picked up the pace a little I went to stroking him off.
I figured while I was at it I could try to get him to give himself a
facial.  All of this really got Noah going and his moaning was almost
constant.  Admittedly this all felt great for me too.

As anticipated, he shot off first.  I followed quickly after once I saw his
face splattered by his own cum.  The force with which his monster cock
fired off was unlike anything I had ever seen.  When I finally withdrew
from him I could see he winced in pain at the empty feeling.

"You get used to it," I said as I got up from the bed to find something to
clean up with.

"I sure hope so.  That was just great Lucas, but I hope I can see you again
sometime," I had already gotten his number earlier that night and assured
him I would text him.

I watched at Noah slipped back into his underwear, a pair of emerald
briefs, and jeans and head out the door.  At three that morning I finally
fell asleep.  I hoped that Noah didn't think we were an item or something
now, but I couldn't help but feel he was becoming attached.  This must be
one of the effects of taking someone's virginity.  Maybe I had experienced
the same thing with Cole.  For Noah's sake I hoped he wasn't building me up
to be something I wasn't.