Where it happened: my home
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Gay
I have the best job possible-manager of the boys swim team. I get to see the boys everyday in just their speedos. They all like me, but since most of them have awesome bodies, they already have girlfriends. All, except Justin. Justin has the best looking body of them all, but the rumor is that he is gay. He spends a lot of time working out and his body is tanned and smooth with no hair. He is a quiet, sensitive boy and keeps to himself. His face is soft and cute, and he wears his hair a little long and could be mistaken for a girl (until he takes his shirt off, of course!) Despite the rumors, I became very attracted to Justin.
One day practice was cancelled and we had to wait for our rides. We’re both 15 and don’t drive yet. All the other team members left and we were alone. This was the first time that I really got to know Justin. He was so nice but I could tell something was bothering him. Over the next few weeks we spent a lot of time together. There was a dance at school but he didn’t want to go. I thought this was strange but the next day I found out why. We went to a movie and then walked to my house. On the way we talked and he admitted that he knew about the rumors and they hurt him very much. He was also concerned that they might be true since he had never had a girlfriend. I asked him what he thought about me and he said he liked me. We got home and my mom left a note saying that my dad and her would not be back until late that night.
Now I was really hot for Justin and I knew I was an attractive girl-cute face, blond hair and nice 34D breasts with a slim waist. If I couldn’t seduce Justin, then we would both know the answer about his sexuality. Justin was wearing shorts, sandals and a tank top that showed off his body. I went to my room and changed into a loose fitting top and I had removed my bra. I came out barefoot with short-shorts and looked my sexiest. The way Justin looked at me I knew the rumors weren’t true. I sat down next to him on the couch and put my hand on his chest and told him I never believed those rumors. Then I kissed him. It was definitely the first kiss for both of us and we were really enjoying it. I started pulling his shirt up and he took it right off. I rubbed one hand all over his hard chest and with the other hand I unbuttoned my blouse. Justin put his hand in my open shirt and massaged my breasts. He was so gentle. I worked my hand under his shorts and stroked his rigid penis. By now we were lying down on the couch, he had removed his shoes and was playing with my toes with his. I shed my blouse and we embraced each other tightly, bare breast to bare chest. We were both deeply tanned except for the skin under my bikini top, which was white. I joked that I should start sunbathing in the nude and he said he would join me. I licked his ear and whispered into it “Are you tired of being a virgin?” I tugged on his penis and he said “Yes!” I said lets go to my room and we walked there wearing only our shorts.
Once inside my room, both pair of shorts dropped to the ground along with our remaining underwear. Of course, I had seen Justin in his speedos many times, but he was ten times more sexy standing there nude in my bedroom. I got a condom from my drawer, unwrapped it and rolled it onto Justin’s penis. Then we fell into bed and he mounted me. Oh boy, was I in heaven! Justin thrust into me and kept saying “Oh thank you!” His rock hard unit was stretching my virgin hole but the pain was bearable and the pleasure soon overshadowed it. Justin’s chest was brushing against my nipples and the dual stimulation of breast and clitoris drove me to a fierce orgasm. Justin soon followed as he filled the condom with his orgasm. We just held on to each others bodies for a long time afterwards, and we never had to talk about what we were thinking about.
Justin never had to worry about his sexuality again. I let it be known around school that Justin and I were lovers and word got back to his team mates. They finally started treating him better. It’s too bad that boys can’t be sensitive without being accused of being gay.
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