Frat Brother First (true story)....

My sophomore year at Univ of Illinois I found myself spendingan
inordinate amount of time on one of the school-sponsoredbulletin board
systems.  Through a "computer glitch" (hardly aglitch, given I was a
Computer Engineering major...but Idigress), I ended up in "chat" mode
with a guy whose postings Ihad repeatedly found interesting.  I
tracked down where thisboy was signed on, walked up to his terminal,
and shocked thehell out of him when I introduced myself.....I saw Mike
around campus from time to time that summer and weoccaisionally got
together to hit the bars.  I can say withcomplete honesty that I was
oblivious to my own sexuality atthat time, and any interest which Mike
may have shown early onwould have flown right past me.  The following
fall I convinced Mike to rush and pledge my fraternity.  In the four
months Mikewas a pledge Mike and I grew to be very close
friends.(Humourously, Mike told me later the reason he pledged
wasbecause he wanted me).....

That spring a group of 12 of us went to
Fort Lauderdale forspring break.  Most of us had visions of spending
the weekdrunk and picking up women.  Since we had 12 people jammed
intoa suite with only 6 beds, we always ended up sleeping two to
abed--not a big deal, though I noticed that Mike and I alwaysseemed to
arrange to be in the same bed.  One night after wehad each had a few
drinks and the rest of our fraternitybrothers had hit the bars, Mike
and I decided we were going togo to sleep early because we were tired. 
Mike and I sat up inbed talking, as we usually did.....
I was getting
really horny and managed to masturbate myselfwithout Mike catching on
to what was going on.  Then Mike saidsomething about feeling very
close to me.  I told him that Ihad never had a closer friend in my
life.  Mike said that hewas not just emotionally attracted to me, but
physicallyattracted also.  I paused, not knowing quite what to
say...hesaid so what do you think of that?....I said, "you don't see
me getting out of bed, do you?"  Mikeand I immediately locked in an
embrace, aware that at anymoment the outside hotel room door might
open to reveal 10fraternity brothers...and maybe 3 seconds to get out
of avulnerable position.  Mike hands started roaming down my chestto
my hard problem, and started jacking me off, saying hewanted to make
my problem go away.  We worked each others toolswith our hands until
we brought each other off (my second timethat night) and had to settle
for falling asleep on oppositesides of the bed......The following
night when Mike and I were in bed, I confessedthat I had always wanted
to both give and receive a blowjob.Mike was under the sheets and had
my tight whites at my anklesin a moment.  Even though it was his first
time, he wasdefinitely doing OK by instinct.  In just a few minutes I
couldhold back no longer and really blew a load.  Coughing a little,he
said "that wasn't so bad...it will take a while before I canswallow it
though."  Being the curious one that I was I workedmy way down Mike's
chest, to his hard spot and proceeded togive my first blow job.  It
was difficult to not choke on it,but I loved the flavor and knew I
would enjoy doing this againand again.....Mike and I continued seeing
each other for another 4 months,and experienced a variety of firsts in
my single room at thechapter house.  I had allegedly gotten a single
to takeconquered babes to after parties...though Mike was a
babedefinitely worth conquering :-)  There were a few occaisionsthat
he and I basically got caught with our pants down!  Therewould be an
unplanned knock on the door, and we would eitherhave to pretend there
was nobody in the room (a difficult task,given that there was moaning
coming out of the room justseconds earlier), or hope that we could get
our pants on fastenough to make things seem kosher.....Despite a lot
of great firsts, after Mike and I broke up ittook me over 2 years for
me to accept the fact that I was gay.I know where he is now
though...he's a great friend, and I'llnever forget him and my first
time.--