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I never expected it to happen in my home town, let alone with somebody I knew. There had always been an attraction to other boys, though I never told anyone about it. I first time I realized that I was attracted to guys was on the way to a football game in grade school. I was sitting next to a very popular boy from my school, he was talking about blow jobs and how if anyone wanted to give him one he would take it in an instant. I remember wanting to ask if he meant from boys too, but I knew if I asked it would seem odd and out of place. After that I would find myself looking at other boys my age. I was especially attracted to other boys who had nice tan legs and wore running shoes with cool name brand socks. I would always imagine what it would be like to feel their legs, and massage their feet while they still had their socks on. I know this might sound weird to you, at first I couldn't understand it either, but its something I have just accepted. Any ways, getting back to the story...
It was my Freshman year in high school, I was very excited about all the new experiences. But most of all I was excited about running cross country, I knew there would be lots of other boys from other schools that I could scope out. I never thought anything would happen, but it was still fun to look. I remember my first meet, there was a boy from another school who had the best legs I had ever seen! I wanted to just run up to him and start stroking them, I knew it would never happen... or so I thought. One day before a race he came up to me and introduced himself, his name was Chris. He asked what it was like where I lived, I told him about the town a little and he said he would be moving there in a couple weeks. He was interested in running with me once he moved there. I was very excited, but again, not hopeful.
Sure enough, two weeks later he moved into my town, and only two blocks away from me too. I could see his house from my upstairs bedroom window. I was shocked when he took the upstairs bedroom in the new house, we could both see each other from our rooms! As time went on we became really good friends, when he wasn't at my house I was at his. We talked about everything and really enjoyed spending time together. I suppose the thing I loved the most was the fact that he always wore shorts, running shoes, and the coolest Adidas, Nike, or Champion socks. Every time he came into my room I would imagine something happening between the two of us.
About half way through my freshman year Chris asked me if he could spend the night at my house because his parents were going to be out of town. I told him I would have to ask my parents, but I was sure they wouldn't mind. My parents really liked him, and he had spent the night several other times before and they never had a problem with him. I asked my parents and told them when he would need to spend the night, at first they said no because they were going to be out of town as well. But after two days of asking they finally said yes. So I told Chris it was okay and that it would just be the two of us, he seemed to be very excited about it. That night I laid in bed thinking about Chris, I thought about his body for at least an hour. He was really tan, he had the best legs I had ever seen. They weren't really loaded with muscle, but they weren't weak and thin. He had a great a**, a tight washboard stomach, and a really cute face. He had long blonde hair and I liked the way that it covered his forehead and the sides of his upper face.
Then the day came when he would spend the night. I saw him at school first thing in the morning and told him he could come over right after he was finished with basketball practice. The whole day I kept on thinking about him, and all the things I wanted to do and say. Finally the last bell of the day rang, it was time for me to head home and get ready for Chris. I took a shower and changed out of my jeans and sweatshirt into a pair of swooshey Nike shorts, a Nike tee-shirt, Nike socks, and my running shoes. At 5:00 p.m. the doorbell rang. I went to answer the door and it was Chris, he was still wearing his practice clothes which consisted of a tee-shirt, shorts, socks and shoes. I tried not to stare as I let him in the door. He asked if it would be okay to take a shower and change out of his practice clothes, I didn't object at all. As he headed off to the shower I went upstairs to pull the spare roll away bed from the hallway closet and move it into my room.
Then I turned on the stereo and watched the TV which was on mute, there was nothing good on as usual. Just then Chris walked into the room, he still had the towel around his neck and was wearing a pair of Adidas running shorts, Adidas socks, and sandals. I was hoping that he wouldn't notice my stiffy, he never did. He threw the towel into the pile of dirty clothes in my closet and jumped onto the spare bed and said it was really cool of my parents to let him stay the night even while they were gone.
Just then he said that he thought we should play a game. I told him that would be cool and asked what game we would play. He said it would be a game of hide and seek, the object was for one of us to hide from the other, and if the person hiding is found in less then 5 minutes, he had to do what the other person wanted him to do, like a dare. But if the person looking didn't find the person hiding within 5 minutes, then he would have to do what the other wanted. He told me to hide first as he put is head down on the bed and covered it with the pillow. So I went downstairs and hid in the closet behind a few boxes, we lived in a really old house and all the rooms including the closets were huge. I then heard him come down the stairs and say that time started now... I could hear him moving around the house for the next couple of minutes, I kept looking at my watch to see how much time was left. At 4 minutes and 45 seconds he opened the closet moved the boxes, and saw the top of my head. He then said, "Well, looks like I get to dare you first."
I climbed out of the closet and asked what he was going to dare me to do. He said that I had to guess if he was wearing boxers or briefs. I guessed boxers, he said "Nope, briefs." He then pulled the side of his shorts down and showed me. We kept on playing the game, and every time he won he had me guess something about his body, or he would have be do something to him.
We did that for a couple of hours until he said we should go back upstairs and watch TV or something. So we headed back up to my room. When we got into my room he said that his feet hurt and he took his shoes off. He also said he wished there was somebody there to rub them for him, while he said it he kind of glanced at me. I really wanted to get down there and rub them, but I wasn't sure if he meant what I thought he meant. Finally he asked my to, and I said I would.
He climbed up onto my bed and laid down on his stomach. I took his left foot and started to rub it. I never would have thought that I would ever be able to get so close to his legs or feet. The more I thought about it the more excited I got. And it was a good thing he was on his stomach facing the other way, because I had the biggest stiffy from looking at his legs which were right in front of me. After about 10 minutes of rubbing his left foot I moved onto the right foot. Every now and then I could hear him give a small moan of pleasure, so I knew it at least felt good to him. Then after about 10 minutes of the right he asked if I could massage his calf muscles. I could barely believe what I had just heard. Less then 6 months had passed since I first saw him at the cross country meet and now I was finally getting a chance to do what I wanted to since the first time I saw him.
When I was done he flipped onto his back, he said it felt really good and he thanked me for the massage. I told him it was no problem and he could have one whenever he wanted. Thats when I noticed his foot slowly moving towards me. The tip of his foot was headed right for my crotch. I wasn't about to stop him, even if he wasn't doing it on purpose. Then it happened, the top of his foot came to rest on my d**k, he began to move his toes back and forth over the spot where the tip of my d**k was. It felt so good. He looked at me and asked if what he was doing was all right. I told him yes, and that I would be willing to do anything with him. He said he was hoping I would say that.
Then he sprawled out over the bed lying on his back, he asked me to take off his shorts. I slowly moved my fingers into place around the elastic band of his shorts. I began to pull them down while he lifted his body into the air to help. Once I had them around his ankles I slipped them off and tossed them to the ground. He then said that he wanted me to touch his nipples with my finger. I took my index fingers and lightly touched his nipples, he closed his eyes with pleasure and told me to lightly lick them, I did exactly as he told me to. After a couple of minutes of my tongue manipulating his nipples he took my hand which was on this arm and moved it down towards his d**k. I put my hand on it and could feel it pulsing, it was very hard yet soft around the top. I removed my head from his chest and sat back up on the bed, running my fingers along his d**k which was still covered by this briefs. I lightly tickled his d**k and made his d**k jerk around from excitement.
He then sat up and pushed me down onto the bed so that I was on my back. He climbed on top of me and took off my shirt shoes, shorts and boxers. He lightly licked the head of my d**k, he did it in a way that made it tickle. It felt so good. He then asked me what I liked the most about his body. I began to tell him how I had always been attracted to his legs, and about my fancy for socks and running shoes. The then took off his sock and ran it across my chest, then down and over my d**k. He slipped it over my d**k, pulled it all the way over, grabbed the shaft of my d**k which was covered by the sock and started to stoke up and down. I rubbed until I was about ready to c**, the then started to go faster and harder. As I shot my load it started to seep through the sock onto his hand, it was the largest load I had ever shot. It felt so good.
He then climbed up onto my chest so that his d**k was right on my face. He began to jerk off while I licked the head of his d**k. When he shot his load it went all over my face and chest.
From that day on we have gotten together at least once a week to share more experiences. And we still look forward to when we get to spend the night at each others homes.