Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2009 20:33:15 -0800 (PST)
From: kewldude221@yahoo.com
Subject: In Shock : Chapter 1

     This is a true story that took place in high school. It
involves 17 year olds males at a boarding school. The usual
rules apply.  Not be distributed elsewhere.

			 In Shock!
			 Chapter 1

     I was still in shock! Really, I didn't know that I was
so bold. I was just playing around, but it happened for
real. Many things went through my head instantly. Is he
going to hate me? Is he going to tell his friends? Am I
going to get beaten up? Amazingly, none of those things
happened. Go me!
     You must be wondering what I am blabbing about; only my
wickedest high school moment. I, the little gay choir goody
two shoes, got the jock. Yep, I did. Hear the funniest thing
though; he was my best friend. Derek, at 17, was about 5'6"
and 150 lbs. I, Marc, was the same age, but I stood 5'7.5".
At the time I think I was weighing around 125 lbs.
     Let me give you a little history as far as our
friendship went before this particular incident occurred.
There were about 140 of us in my year group at school. I
only spoke to maybe 40 of them regularly. Since he wasn't in
my class I didn't have much reason to speak to him.
Moreover, we had nothing in common. We may have passed each
other sometimes and greeted each other casually, but that
was as far as it went.
     So now finally we were in the 12th grade. Very
stressful period in my life I have to say; a side note. We
both moved into the same dorm and our beds were right next
to each other, coincidentally. It was because of this why we
eventually became best friends and the fact that we were in
the same classes together. And our friendship blossomed from
there.
     Several months later finals were upon us and we decided
it would be best if we studied as a pair. One night Derek
and I were in the classrooms that were furthest away from
the dorms. Studying physics was quite tiresome and I was a
bit jittery and I struck up some random conversation with
him which I can't remember now. It has been 6 years you
know.
     "I dare you to tell me to touch your dick" I said.
Obviously I didn't think he was going to do it.
     "Ok, touch it. I dare you."
     Next thing I know, my hand touched his dick. I was so
shocked. I was only planning to scare him by coming close to
it, but not actually to touch it. His mouth was open and so
was mine. Derek got up from his seat next to mine and went
outside. He re-entered the classroom and decided that we
should call it a night.
     I spoke to my bunkmate, Andres, about it the next day.
He was as shocked as I was still feeling.
     "You're lying. I can't believe you did that to Derek of
all persons."
     "I know! He hates me now. I can just tell. Do you know
he hasn't spoken to me since?"
     In that same awkward breath I felt weak and I was
conjuring up a plan to skip class because I was too shaky to
face him. Anyhow, I went to all my classes that day and we
didn't speak at all. So now I was thoroughly convinced that
Derek hated me. Who cared, right? Another couple of months
and I wouldn't have to see him again if I didn't have to.
     A few nights later he came and sat on my bed while I
was under the covers and he started talking to me like
nothing had happened. I thought it was weird and so I was
suspicious and my eyes scanned the room to see if it was a
set up or something. I didn't observe anything out of the
ordinary, but I was still on my p's and q's. Next, I felt a
hand under my covers. It traveled up my leg and stopped on
my dick.
     "What are you doing?" I thought to myself.
     He gave me a smile and kept talking while he felt me up
and I popped a boner. Shortly after that he winked at me and
went to his bed. It was too dark for me to see if he had a
tent, so I didn't know what to think still. When morning
came I opened my mouth to tell Andres what had happened and
then changed my mind immediately.
     The same routine happened over and over and I started
to get hints from him that he may like me. During classes he
would slip little notes to me asking how I am and he likes
me. It was a bit hard to believe that Derek was acting like
this with me. After all, he was on many sports teams. I
decided that I was going to test him a bit and I ignored him
for a whole day to see what would happen. He wrote me notes
in classes asking what he did wrong and why I am ignoring
him. The poor thing didn't speak to anyone that day and you
could see the anguish on his face. We made up after that and
made plans for him to stay over at my house in the country.
     When the weekend finally came I was a bit jittery as
usual because I didn't know what the weekend had in store
for us. The first night was quiet. We did the regular like
watching DVDs, surfing the net, ordering pizza and we
managed to do a little studying in between. Saturday night
came and we did the same thing, but he said he was going to
sleep in my room and of course I did not object. We watched
movies while feeling each other. I was surprised when he
came up behind me and spooned me. I could feel his hard dick
pressing against me.
     At this point in time, I was no virgin, but I still
wasn't sure what to do with him. After all, I was still in
shock. I had a finely tuned gaydar and I still do, but I
didn't get even the slightest hint about Derek. Anyway, I
was tired and I didn't want to scare him away so I just laid
there with him and we fell asleep.
     On Sunday we had to go back to school. It was great
weekend and I learned about my best friend. A couple months
later it was time for us to leave high school. I thought
Derek and I would not keep in touch. In the summer months I
thought to myself that there goes another lost friendship.
Fortunately, to my surprise, it wasn't the end. In fact,
this relationship had just begun. I'll leave those details
for later submissions. And yes, this is a true story. Only
the names have been changed.

Chapter 2 coming soon!