This is a story of my first erotic experience with another guy. My name is Braden and I will now take you back to a place and time where my best friends’ brother and I first experimented with our sexuality.
It was an unusually hot and humid August afternoon and the pool was the perfect place to be. So that’s where my best friend David, his brother Chad, and I were. David and I were 15 years old at the time and His brother Chad a year younger. We had a great time swimming around and playing a good old fashioned game of ‘Marco Polo’.
David was my best friend. And although He was an attractive, lean, tan, athletic guy with a 6pac to die for. My eyes were always searching for his brother Chad who, just like David, was also a very fit, athletic guy sporting very similar abs. We were all very athletic. David and Chad were on a swim team and I was on a wrestling team. Chad had blonde hair, the most piercing blue eyes that were incomparable to even the bluest sky. And as I stand here in the pool with him, I find myself taken in as I gaze at his memorizing body. The sun light glistening, almost sparkling, off his smooth, wet body. I watch each water droplet race down his chest as they ride each curve and contour of his body. I want so badly to reach out and place my hand on his chest. But as my eyes scan his beautiful contours back up to his hypnotic blue eyes, I see him looking directly at me.
Did he see me checking him out? Am I busted?
Embarrassment washed over me and I could feel my face flush and turn a thousand different shades of red. Luckily my face was already a bit sun burnt so I doubt he saw a difference. So there we were, locked in a gaze. He must have seen me. What was he going to say? What was he going to do? And just before I made the decision to bail out and head home, Chad did something I never expected. He smiled at me, winked, and then disappeared under the surface to join his brother in an underwater race.
It took me a moment to register what just happened. Did Chad catch me eyeing him up and down? Did he really see that, then smile and wink at me? Then it hit me. Did David see the whole thing? That answer was instantly answered with relief. He couldn’t have seen us because, to this day, I still swear he was born with a pair of gills. David spent most of his time in the pool swimming underwater, only surfacing for air.
I quickly convinced myself that none of that happened at all and joined them in their game. Making a mental note, however, I did try to avoid staring at Chad and only glanced at him out of the corner of my eye.
The afternoon went by without any further embarrassments. We spent hours in the pool and when it came time to get out and dry off, the sun was now in its descent casting rays through the tree branches.
The three of us were wrapped in towels as we stepped on the deck. David and Chad’s mom was cooking hotdogs and burgers on the grill and it smelled delicious. My mouth started watering. When we were off the grass and on the deck we started drying ourselves off. I tried the very difficult task of not looking in Chad’s direction but was unsuccessful. Once I caught a glimpse of him drying off in my periphery vision, I found myself, again, in a Trans. It was as though time itself stopped right there. Nothing else existed in that moment but him. I watched him intently as he dried off. He wiped away the water droplets from his arms, down the front of his chest, over his swimming jammer, and down his legs. He then flung his towel over his head and around to his back. This left me with a perfect view of his entire form. The sun was now low over the horizon and while I stand here looking at his perfect body, it looks as though he himself is casting off an aura. My eyes trace every contour of his body. The smooth, tight jammer highlighted his very essence. I can’t stop staring. I see his bulge in his swimsuit and a tingling sensation spreads through my body.
As my eyes break away from his tightly wrapped package and follow the curves of his abs up to his face, I find myself, again, in a very awkward situation. Chad was in the process of drying his hair with the towel when he caught me staring at him in a Trans. I once again found myself in eye lock with Chad. He just stared at me for what seemed like days, and then glanced quickly at David and his mom who were standing just behind me. David was, once again, completely oblivious as he toweled himself dry. And his mother was too busy flipping burgers on the grill to notice anything.
So there we were, on the deck, eyes locked on each others. I was too afraid to move and I searched Chad’s face for any signs of aggression or disgust. A twitch, a shutter, or a smile. His face was expressionless. I thought to myself that nothing good could come of this. I knew for sure now that he had caught me this time. There was no escaping that fact anymore. The only question now was; ‘what’s he going to say?’
At that moment, I got a whiff of the burgers sizzling on the grill and my stomach broke the silence and eye contact with a very loud ‘growl’.
“Someone sounds hungry.” She said. “Burgers are ready. Just make sure you’re all dried off before coming in to eat.”
David was in the door before Chad and I and their mom was putting the burgers on a plate. Even though I was extremely embarrassed, I casually looked at Chad to see if he was headed for the door as well. He wasn’t. He just stood there, staring at me, completely expressionless. I didn’t know what to say, so I turned toward the door and took one step before Chad said something. And what he said stopped me in my tracks.
“Hey, Mom.