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I was psyched; my marching band was going to state finals! It was the best we had performed in 4 years is what my band instructor said. We would get to go to the state finals and we would get to stay overnight there because the contest would not be over until well after 1 in the morning! It sucked, though, because my marching band wasn’t made up of the usual band geeks and a few cool people that needed to fill out their schedules for a semester. It was filled with people that were actually very cool, and of course the usual band geeks such as myself. It posed a problem for me because all the band geeks stuck together and there was about 13 of us in there, which meant three rooms of four people and one person would get put into someone’s room who wasn’t one of us geeks. As luck would have it that one person was me. I actually got stuck in a decent room though. It was made up of Eric, tall, dark and handsome with eyes that went deeper than the ocean; Jared, short dark and handsome with almost the same kind of eyes; and Josh, who was more or less a social misfit. He didn’t fit into any social group in band; he was just kind of a loner. He got stuck in the room too. We were all 18 but due to lack of facial hair, looked younger. I have a goatee. My mom hates it but I think it’s cool. It’s also good for buying some alky for the parties; that’s the main reason I keep it. I have been an in-the-closet bi-sexual for almost four years. Don’t get me wrong: I like men the most, but I could still pop a woody when a hot chick was present. I was in the closet because the region of the country that I live in is extremely homophobic. One time this kid was going to move into our school district who had come out with a bang. Before he even got there all the kids in my class were going “Ya, if I catch his sorry ass looking at me I’ll kill the bastard.” The rumors and conflicts that abounded before he even started were too much for the principal, so he decided it would be in the new kid’s best interest not to go to school here. It’s just that bad. For those of you wondering: I am approximately 6’2” tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, 175 pounds, with about a 6-incher. I wasn’t a total geek, but I still liked them better cause they were easier to talk to. I seemed to get along with just about everyone, from the pot junkies to the cool swimmer types. I may not have been liked by all of them, but they all pretty much respected me. So, we were on our way there and Jared came up to me and said, “Well it looks like we’re roomies for the weekend.” “Ya, I guess so,” I replied. We started up a little conversation, which amounted to nothing but it was still good to pass the time by. We talked about how nervous we were and how we would be going up against the best marching bands in the state. Finally we got there and got changed in the buses. That was my favorite part of the entire band experience. We weren’t fancy people so we all just changed on the buses, men and women alike. The best part is that the color guard wore full-length dresses with tights and tops that were white. This meant that they had to wear skimpy bras or it would show through the dress. There was nothing like sitting there changing into the band uniforms and suddenly a color guard girl (who had to be all very “well built” to get the judges’ votes) would walk down the aisle wearing only panties, skimpy bras and black spandex knee socks. We went out and played our best show ever and we stayed for the rest of our class and then we went and dropped off our stuff at the hotel and changed. We had 2 hours until we went back to the contest to catch the last fifteen bands. We all got our stuff situated and most of the band went swimming. When we first got into the rooms we changed and sat down and discussed our sleeping flaws. I snored and so did Eric, so they decided to put us in the same bed so that we would have less of a chance at waking the others. Eric brought flannel sheets because that apparently was the only type of sheets that he could sleep on. Didn’t bother me any since it was going to be a cool late October night and hotels in my experience are never heated properly: they’re good with air conditioning, but the heating always sucks; so I was fine with having the warm set of sheets. After we got sleeping arrangements made up, Eric and Jared decided they were going to go swimming. But they didn’t have much time to get changed and get some decent pool time so Jared went into the bathroom to put on his trunks and Eric just stayed in the room and changed, which was fine with me: we were, after all, all mature men here. Josh and I decided to stay in the room and watch HBO. But I got to watch Eric peel off his jeans and shirt and socks and underwear and for some reason he took his time and he had to get completely naked before he could put on his trunks. I secretly held my breath when he got to his briefs. He peeled them down and inside me I had to suck up some air it was such a beautiful sight: 7 inches soft, cut and the breeze must have stirred him because he began to get hard right there, as he was free from his cotton prison. I had to have that cock tonight; it would be my only chance and if I did it while he was sleeping no one would be the wiser! He put his trunks on and at the same time Jared emerged from the bathroom with his trunks on. They both left and went swimming. I took advantage of the time to pretend to be watching TV but actually forming the plans to get Eric’s cock. It would be late when we got back so I would have to drink a lot of caffeine at the contest so I could stay up. I decided I had better get buddy-buddy with Eric and discourage him from drinking any kind of soda that might keep him up. When we got back I would wait up until everyone was asleep and then make my move. I was so excited I was tingling. They both came back and Jared said the bathroom was too small to change out of a wet bathing suit so they both just changed right there in the main room. I got another show and best of all, they didn’t want to put on dry clothes when their bodies were still wet, so with some encouraging from me they just decided that we had about 15 extra minutes before we had to be on the bus so they might as well let their bodies dry before they got back into their clothes. I WAS IN HEAVEN! Josh took up the entire other bed and I more than graciously shared mine. I was sitting up against the headboard trying to make sure my hard-on stayed hidden and they both came up on either side of me, Jared to my left and Eric to my right. Each had one foot and leg hanging over the bed and the other leg real close to mine, and then they both snuggled up real close to me: we were almost shoulder to shoulder. I just pretended to be drifting off to sleep but I was actually looking down at the two beautiful cocks on either side of me and I swear I almost came in my pants! Plus every now and then one or the other would reach down, touch himself and readjust himself. I was having my dream come true, and they didn’t even know what it was. Then yet another fantasy came true. Eric said that his thighs were really tight and kind of painful. Out of nowhere I blurted out that my mom always likes it when I gave her neck rubs after a stressful day at the office. He thought about it a second and then he asked if I would be so inclined to try that on his thigh. I agreed in almost a half a second almost too quick but I don’t think he noticed. I started to rub the thigh closest to me and he said, “No, do the other one first: it hurts the most.” I looked him in the eyes. He didn’t appear to be trying to catch me at something so I reached over his cock and started on the other thigh. He began to slowly slide down the bed and his cock began rubbing against my under forearm; it was almost too much for me. Jared got up and started getting dressed and he said he felt dry and was going to go wait on the bus for the last couple of minutes. He said to Josh, “Wanna join me?” He got up and walked out of the room with Jared. That left just Eric and me. I suddenly became aware of something increasingly stiff forming under my arm and I looked up and he was watching me intently. “Sorry. I hate being a teenager: you never get a moment’s rest with this thing,” he motioned towards his now stiff rod. “Don’t worry about it. I know the feeling!” Little did he know! And then half jokingly I said to him, “You know I could take care of this if you want me to.” I added a little giggle on the end so there would be no doubt in his mind that I was joking but not really. “Really! Go for it dude: I would be in pain the rest of the night otherwise,” he said. I started to laugh but then I looked in his eyes and saw that he wasn’t joking. “Er, okay. What do you want me to do for you?” I asked. “Just jerk it for right now; that might go the fastest,” he replied. I took hold of his tool and started jerking it up and down. “Oh yeah that feels so good.” I kept going for about a minute and then I heard him breathe out and exclaim, “Suck it!” I stopped for a second and looked him in the eye. “What?” I asked him, as if I hadn’t heard him correctly. “Don’t stop; just put it in your mouth!” Without hesitating I bent down and took his shaft in my mouth. “Oh yeah,” he started moaning and pumping his hips to get it to go down further in my throat. “Oh yes suck my rigid pole oh I am cumming o o swallow my load bitch yes o yesssssssssssssssss!” With that, spurt after spurt landed on the back of my throat; I swallowed it eagerly. It must have been at least 8 spurts. I sucked him till the last drop. I sat up and I asked him, “Did you like that?” “You’re damn right I did! That was the best head I have ever gotten. But listen: if you tell anyone what happened I will be forced to rip off your arms and shove them up your ass. Am I clear?” “Uh yeah, crystal clear; I won’t tell if you won’t,” I said somewhat frightened at his tone. “Excellent. Get my clothes will you?” I hopped off the bed and forgot completely about my rigid member. Eric laughed at the tent in my jeans and said, “Jeez that’s not obvious or anything. Come over here and let me get that quick; we can’t leave the room with that leading the way!” I walked slowly over to the side of the bed he was on. He undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down to my knees along with my briefs and then made me step out of them. He grabbed my underwear and said, “You won’t be needing these, they’re so what with pre-cum that it will look like you just put your jeans on over a wet Speedo. Do you have another pair?” “No, I didn’t think I would need them for one night,” I said. “Oh well. Then we’ll have to leave them lay out and dry; you won’t be wearing these to the contest. “Oh. Okay,” I said. With that he started fisting my dick, quick and insignificantly. I felt that tingly feeling starting to boil in my sac and told him so. “I am cumming!” “Good: there is nothing I like more than virgin cum.” He had no idea. “Do it right in my mouth,” he coached, “I wanna taste your essence. Cum in my mouth RIGHT NOW!” I didn’t need any further prodding: I stuck my dick in his mouth and let him have it all. It was the best blow I ever had. It was like supercharged. I had never felt anything like it before. He slopped it all down and then sucked my dick clean. “Good boy!” he said. “Now go get a Kleenex. Wipe off my slobber and then put your pants on; we are going to be late for the bus!” I walked out with him. It was kind of weird to feel the denim against my bare ass, but it felt good. We got on the bus. He went and sat with Jared and I swear I saw an all-knowing smirk on Jared’s face, but I wasn’t sure. I found a vacant seat and reflected on what had just happened. My dream came true. I just couldn’t wait till later tonight. I was still going to follow my plans because I now knew that he liked it. To be continued…