The problem having a dad in the army is that when he is suddenly transferred to another base, you find yourself in a new town and a new school where you do not know anybody. Once again that happened to me, I had to leave behind my boyfriend and everything else dear to me, and start a new life far away from my old home.
It is not easy for a shy gay boy, 17 years old, to suddenly find himself in a totally strange environment. Also, I have a big problem with my blood. When I spot a nice looking boy, it rushes to two embarrassing places: up, to my cheeks making me blush heavily, and down, giving me a boner which unfortunately, as I am quite well equipped down there, usually is clearly visible, although I always wear tight tanga briefs as boxers allow it to produce an even more embarrassing tent in my pants.
The first day in my new school I tried to ignore all boys and concentrate on girls, trying to give an impression of a ‘normal’ straight boy. But then, in the afternoon, I lost it. There he was, right in front of me, the cutest boy in the world. He was blond and had the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. I felt the heat rising in my face and the familiar stiffening down there, and I just fled before both reached their maximum. He didn’t seem to notice my weird behaviour and he just stood there talking to someone.
I stopped and turned around to get a better look at that gorgeous boy. He was tall and slim and he had the most fantastic well fitting jeans, showing a beautiful butt and, when he turned around, a very promising bulge on the front. At this point I felt how something down there popped out of my briefs and the tent was there once again, so I ran to the toilet before anyone noticed it. I rushed into a booth, lowered my pants and removed the precum with a piece of toilet paper. I sat there for a good while thinking what to do, but I decided to save it until later. The blushing was gone but further south I was still hard as a rock. I managed to get it back into my briefs and noticed that I was late for class so I had to run. Luckily, the boy was nowhere to be seen, so soon there was also more space in my pants…
I soon found out that we did not have any same classes, but somehow he seemed to be around where ever I looked. He was obviously very popular, he talked to everyone in the hall, but he did not seem to have any close friends or being part of some gang, as he always walked around alone. I so much wanted to know more about him, at least his name, but I did not know anyone of the people he was talking to, so there was no one I could ask. I even considered approaching him and ask. I rehearsed it a thousand times: ‘Hi, I’m Louis, what is your name?‘. But no, just thinking of talking to him made my blood move and I could not possibly go up to him with my red face and a tent in my pants.
Then one day when I was leaving the school and had just gone out in the street, my phone buzzed and I stopped to check the message. When I was standing there, the door opened and He came out and went down the street. I don’t know why I did it but, instead of going towards my home, I started following him. He did not notice me walking there behind him leaving a safe distance between us. He walked into a nighbourhood I had never visited before and after a while he disappeared behind a corner.
When I arrived at the corner I realized that it was not a street corner as I had thought, but a driveway up to a house, and the boy was nowhere to be seen. I stopped and looked around and to my horror he was standing just behind me checking the contents of a mailbox. He looked at me and I desperately tried to find some good reason for me being there, but I could not think of anything, and I felt the heat rising in my face and movements down there. We stood there for a moment looking at each other and then he said: “Hi, I’m Rick, what is your name? “.
Oh my God! How could he just say that so easily when it was so impossible for me?
“I’m Louis…”
“I have seen you many times at school, but every time I mean to come and talk to you, you have disappeared. You are so cute blushing like that and I have asked everybody who you are, but no one seem to know you. You look hot, why not come inside and have something to drink?“
I could not say anything and I just nodded. He took my hand and led me up to the house and when we got inside he took me straight upstairs to his bedroom. He had a small fridge beside his bed and he took out two cans of Coke. He looked me straight in the eyes while we drank, and finally I could not take it anymore so I looked down. Then I saw that I was not the only one in the room with a boner. He noticed that I had seen his tent and he took the empty Coke cans and put them away. He then took my hand and put it on his bulge and I felt something big and hard inside. Then he kissed me and I felt his hand caressing my crotch. His tongue entered my mouth, this was the hottest kiss of my life and I just wanted it to go on for ever, but finally he stopped and just looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes. And then he said:
“Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
