Zeke and me, a first time story

As young boys, Zeke and I were great friends. We lived several miles apart and would spend hours playing together with our other friends all summer long. As we grew older, we grew apart. By the time we entered high school, Zeke and I had different sets of friends which was just a natural byproduct of growing up.

Zeke's friends were laid back, did OK in school, were very active on the sports teams, and did a lot of partying. My friends were more focused on getting a good education, also were active in sports but also other school activities, and we partied sometimes but no where near as much as Zeke's friends. Zeke and I were still friendly to each other, we just didn't hang out together much any more.

During our senior year, Zeke and his friends had discovered the excitement of riding 4 wheel all terrain vehicles. Zeke worked after school so that he could buy his own ATV. One weekend in April Zeke and his buddies were out partying in the woods. He had a little too much beer and started racing his ATV against some of his other friends. After several races, Zeke took a break and had a few shots to celebrate winning the races. That pushed him over the edge, and he decided to show off some tricks on his ATV. Of course, during one of the tricks he lost control of the ATV and wrecked it. He broke both of his arms and had a concussion as well as being bruised up all over his body.

The ambulance arrived and took Zeke to the local hospital. With his head injury, the doctors wanted to send him to a trauma center so a helicopter was called and it took Zeke to a major hospital about 2 hours away from our town. Zeke was placed into a coma to prevent any brain damage and the surgeons operated on his arms to repair them. Thankfully there was no brain damage and Zeke was brought out of his coma after about 3 or 4 days. Needless to say, Zeke was not able to finish out the school year. The school officials allowed him to go through graduation with the rest of our class, but he did not officially graduate. Instead, the school board decided that Zeke would need to finish his courses during the summer.

Zeke had a summer teacher assigned to him. The teacher would come for a few hours in the morning to work with him. Mr. Graves thought that Zeke needed a little additional tutoring in order to finish all of the materials and be able to officially graduate at the end of the summer. Zeke's parents asked my parents if I would be interested in tutoring Zeke in the afternoons; and since I had not yet found a summer job before going to the university, I decided I would take the job.

Zeke's arms were in casts that stuck out in front of him. That meant that he could not easily write or use the computer; so he needed help with doing his homework. His Mom or Dad would help him get up in the morning, showered, etc. His Mom had her own business so was able to come home at lunch time to help Zeke with his lunch, going the bathroom, etc. The idea was that Zeke would use the bathroom before Mr. Graves arrived, then during lunch hour when his Mom was home with him, and then after our afternoon sessions. That all worked most of the time.

During our second week of tutoring, Zeke had had too much Pepsi with his lunch and needed to go to the bathroom before his Mom came home from work. He tried to hold it, but finally told me that I had to help him. I didn't quite know what to think, but knew I had to help him. I followed him to the bathroom, unzipped his shorts, and then he told me to reach in and pull out his cock so he could pee. I'm sure my face was red - I had never touch another person's cock before. It took me a minute but I finally reached in and released his cock so he could pee. When he was done, he told me to help put it back into his shorts. I started to help, and he said, "No, Stop, you have to shake it first so I don't get any drips in my pants". I paused, but then shook it as he asked and put it back into his shorts. At first I thought I must be imagining it, but when I put him away I could tell that he was getting a boner. I ignored it, washed my hands, and we went back to work. Zeke apologized saying that he would have to limit his Pepsi so that I didn't have to help with that again; and he thanked me and asked me not to tell any of his friends that I had to help him pee.

The next couple of days went well, I helped with Zeke's homework and he didn't have any more bathroom trips during our afternoons. On Friday afternoon of that week, about an hour into our tutoring session Zeke told me he needed to use the bathroom again. This time I wasn't so afraid to help; so we made our way into the bathroom and he did his business. As he finished, he said to me "I really hate to ask this, but I have not busted my nuts for over a month; is there any way that you can help me get my rocks off?". I really wasn't sure what to say as I couldn't even imagine what he must be feeling to even ask me to do that. As I'm holding his cock getting ready to put it away, he is getting hard right in my hand. He started rocking his hips back and forth while his cock is in my hand; and I have to admit that I really didn't mind it. I repositioned my hand and closed it a little tighter around his cock. I started stroking him as he continued to move his hips. He started moaning a little and asked me to go faster. I moved my hand a little faster and I could feel a little wetness on my fingers. Zeke's moans got a little louder and before long he shot a huge load of warm white cum all over my hand, all over the toilet, and even sprayed some onto the wall behind the toilet. I unrolled some toilet tissue and cleaned up my hand and Zeke's cock, then put his cock back into his pants and zipped him up. He then took a used bath towel and wiped up the mess from the toilet and wall, and had me put the towel in the laundry basket. When we were finished, I wasn't sure what to say or do, so told him that I thought we were finished with the tutoring session for the day and I left for home.

I spent the entire weekend trying to figure out what had happened on Friday afternoon. Was I just being an old friend helping Zeke get off? Or did I enjoy what we did? Did I want this to happen again? Did I even want to go back to work on Monday afternoon? Needlsess to say I was a mess. I couldn't tell anyone what had happened so I couldn't ask for any advice. Oh man, what a mess......

Monday afternoon came and I decided I had to go back to working with Zeke. As soon as his Mom left, Zeke said we needed to talk. He said "I owe you big for what you did for me on Friday. You'll never know what that meant to me - you are a terrific friend". I breathed a sigh of relief - Zeke was not mad at me, and I was no longer mad at him or myself. We worked fairly quickly through his Monday homework. When we were done, he told me that he wanted to thank me again for Friday's activity. I told him it wasn't necessary but he insisted. We moved to his family room and I sat down on the couch as we had done so many times as kids. Rather than sitting down, Zeke got down on the floor and came over to me. He told me to unzip my pants and pull out my cock. I couldn't help but look into his eyes and saw that he was very serious. I unzipped my pants, pulled out my stiffining cock; and then Zeke just leaned in and took it into his mouth. It was an amazing feeling - his warm mouth wrapped around me. I felt my cock go totally hard as Zeke's mouth moved up and down. He looked up at me and I could tell he was wondering if I was enjoying this or not. I leaned my head back and let out a moan of pleasure. That's all it took for Zeke to start sucking hard on my cock head; I could feel his tongue moving around as he sucked and moved his mouth up and down. I told him that if he didn't stop I was going to cum. He sucked even harder and in a minute or two I couldn't hold it back. I let loose and my cum shot into his mouth. I was embarassed but Zeke kept sucking and eventually swallowed my cum. Needless to say, there was nothing to clean up !!! When Zeke finished I put my cock back into my pants.

Zeke came up from the floor and sat next to me on the couch. He told me that he had never done anything like this with a guy before, and asked me if I had. Of course I hadn't. He asked if he could kiss me and we did. It was wierd - kissing a guy, especially after I just came in his mouth. Pretty soon the kissing got deeper and we really had a passion or lust or something between us. My hand made its way to his crotch and I started rubbing up and down his cock through his shorts. He paused from kissing me and told me he wished he could use his arms to wrap around me and hold me tight. He then moved back in for another kiss. I slid my hand inside his shorts and he was really getting hard. I broke away from our kiss and pulled his shorts down. Out popped his big cock and I immediately went to work licking it. I know that I like when my girlfriend licked my cock and balls, so that is what I did to Zeke. I finally got up enough nerve to suck on his cock. I put the head into my mouth and slowly moved up and down. As Zeke's thighs opened up wide, I could tell he was loving this. I moved my hands to his hips and I started sucking on his cock as I moved it in and out of my mouth. As he moaned, I went faster until he just shot a loade into my mouth. It was strange having that warm salty stuff in my mouth, but Zeke had swallowed mine so I figured I should swallow his too. I did and it wasn't bad. When we were both done with each other we just sat there without talking. Finally I asked Zeke if what we did made us gay. He said "I don't know, but really I don't care right now. I never thought I would like this so much". I agreed.

Well, that's about it for our first time story. Needless to say this thing will continue - maybe I'll write some more about it.