Archive-name: FirstGay/ftg093.txt
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Archive-title: Frat Brother First (true story)


(The names and places have been changed to protect the hardly
innocent).
....
My sophomore year at Univ of Illinois I found myself spending
an inordinate amount of time on one of the school-sponsored
bulletin board systems.  Through a "computer glitch" (hardly a
glitch, given I was a Computer Engineering major...but I
digress), I ended up in "chat" mode with a guy whose postings I
had repeatedly found interesting.  I tracked down where this
boy was signed on, walked up to his terminal, and shocked the
hell out of him when I introduced myself.
....
I saw Mike around campus from time to time that summer and we
occaisionally got together to hit the bars.  I can say with
complete honesty that I was oblivious to my own sexuality at
that time, and any interest which Mike may have shown early on
would have flown right past me.  The following fall I convinced
Mike to rush and pledge my fraternity.  In the four months Mike
was a pledge Mike and I grew to be very close friends.
(Humourously, Mike told me later the reason he pledged was
because he wanted me).
....
That spring a group of 12 of us went to Fort Lauderdale for
spring break.  Most of us had visions of spending the week
drunk and picking up women.  Since we had 12 people jammed into
a suite with only 6 beds, we always ended up sleeping two to a
bed--not a big deal, though I noticed that Mike and I always
seemed to arrange to be in the same bed.  One night after we
had each had a few drinks and the rest of our fraternity
brothers had hit the bars, Mike and I decided we were going to
go to sleep early because we were tired.  Mike and I sat up in
bed talking, as we usually did.
....
I was getting really horny and managed to masturbate myself
without Mike catching on to what was going on.  Then Mike said
something about feeling very close to me.  I told him that I
had never had a closer friend in my life.  Mike said that he
was not just emotionally attracted to me, but physically
attracted also.  I paused, not knowing quite what to say...he
said so what do you think of that?
....
I said, "you don't see me getting out of bed, do you?"  Mike
and I immediately locked in an embrace, aware that at any
moment the outside hotel room door might open to reveal 10
fraternity brothers...and maybe 3 seconds to get out of a
vulnerable position.  Mike hands started roaming down my chest
to my hard problem, and started jacking me off, saying he
wanted to make my problem go away.  We worked each others tools
with our hands until we brought each other off (my second time
that night) and had to settle for falling asleep on opposite
sides of the bed..
....
The following night when Mike and I were in bed, I confessed
that I had always wanted to both give and receive a blowjob.
Mike was under the sheets and had my tight whites at my ankles
in a moment.  Even though it was his first time, he was
definitely doing OK by instinct.  In just a few minutes I could
hold back no longer and really blew a load.  Coughing a little,
he said "that wasn't so bad...it will take a while before I can
swallow it though."  Being the curious one that I was I worked
my way down Mike's chest, to his hard spot and proceeded to
give my first blow job.  It was difficult to not choke on it,
but I loved the flavor and knew I would enjoy doing this again
and again.
....
Mike and I continued seeing each other for another 4 months,
and experienced a variety of firsts in my single room at the
chapter house.  I had allegedly gotten a single to take
conquered babes to after parties...though Mike was a babe
definitely worth conquering :-)  There were a few occaisions
that he and I basically got caught with our pants down!  There
would be an unplanned knock on the door, and we would either
have to pretend there was nobody in the room (a difficult task,
given that there was moaning coming out of the room just
seconds earlier), or hope that we could get our pants on fast
enough to make things seem kosher.
....
Despite a lot of great firsts, after Mike and I broke up it
took me over 2 years for me to accept the fact that I was gay.
I know where he is now though...he's a great friend, and I'll
never forget him and my first time.

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