I wasn't going to write more about my adventures with Scott until several people replied to my first story about how we got together. So here goes.
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First a little more about Scott and me. Scott was a very handsome guy. He was about 5-9/5-10 (the same height as me) and weighed about 150 (about 10 pounds more than me). He had light brown hair, cut in a short preppy style, and green eyes. His muscles were toned. No hair on his chest, a little on his legs, an ass that was smooth and almost a bubble butt. Six inch cut cock with average amount of dark brown hair. His best features were his legs. His thighs were amazing. They were solid, toned and felt amazing. I loved when he was between me because his thighs filled me up and I could feel and squeeze his ass.
I was also in very good shape. I had short dark brown hair and green eyes as well. I had average hair on my legs and chest. I lifted a little so my arms were toned. Scott said he loved my chest hair. Loved to run his fingers and lips through it. We were both 18 when we first hooked up.
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We never really considered ourselves to be gay. We just thought of ourselves as experimenting and having fun. We both really liked sex a lot. We also loved to give one another an orgasm. Ever since that first time on the couch, we couldn't get enough of getting off with one another and making one another get off. We continued to date girls after our first encounter, and then we eventually both got girlfriends that lasted most of our senior year.
I would still think about Scott sometimes when I jacked off. I had both topped and bottomed with him, so sometimes I would think about him inside me and other times I would think about fucking him. I'd get hard around him sometimes at school or at parties, but I just chalked it up to being a being a horny teenager.
In early May, we both broke up with our girlfriends right after prom. Scott also decided around that time that he wanted to throw a party for a few select friends at his parents' cabin in the woods. He wanted the party to be the weekend before our weekend graduation, to celebrate the end of high school and get our group together one final time because most of us were all headed in different directions after high school. His parents also were going to be at a convention through the end of the weekend, so we'd have the cabin to ourselves.
It took a little convincing to get my parents to let me spend a weekend at a cabin with eight other friends, but they eventually relented when I convinced them that it would be a good way to prepare for college. On the day we were to drive up to the cabin, the two people I was supposed to bring bailed on me so I drive alone to the cabin, which was about 75 minutes outside of town. When I got to the cabin, Scott was already there with food and drinks. He gave me the grand tour of the four room cabin that his dad's construction company had built. It had a large deck out on the back that looked into the woods and you could almost see the lake from except the trees were too thick. The cabin had a big main room and then three bedrooms. Two off to one side and a master bedroom with a private deck that was on the side of the cabin.
When Scott and I got on the main outside deck I asked him when the rest of our friends were coming up.
"Turns out, we're it," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Tom told me when I was leaving school that he got called into work, and he was going to drive the rest of the group because they were going back on Saturday afternoon," he said.
"Damn they should have told me because I could have brought them up with me," I said.
"Yeah, it's too bad," Scott said. "But you can go home if you want and think this will be too boring."
"Nah, it's cool for tonight," I said. "I just got here and I've never been here before so it's really nice."
Things got silent. We were standing about four feet from one another on the deck. I leaned over the rail and looked into the woods, trying to see the lake through the trees. I had no idea why my cock was getting hard.
I didn't realize Scott had moved behind me until I felt his hands rub my shoulders. I froze as his hands moved down my back and then under my t-shirt when they reached my waist. I leaned back into him as his hands moved around my waist and pulled me into him.
"There's a lot just the two of us could do here," Scott whispered into my left ear.
"There is?" I responded playfully. "Like what?"
"Well it could start with a kiss," Scott said.
We began a deep kiss and embrace the moment I turned to face him. My hands we all over him as our tongues explored one another's mouths. Fuck it felt good! Especially as we started to grind into one another. Scott pushed me against the deck rail and my hands found his ass, squeezing it while we kissed more deeply. Then Scott started to kiss and lick my neck, saying, "Damn you feel good Rick."
I didn't even realize that he had pulled off my t-shirt and thrown it onto the deck floor until he started to kiss down my chest and suck on my nipples. He continued down my body, sending chills all over me, then dropping to his knees to lower my shorts and briefs to my knees. My cock eagerly met him, which he took into his hands and started to gently lick and caress with his tongue before he started to work it over. I grabbed the deck rail to hang on for dear life.
