Author: hotopic Published: 11/12/2007 story views: 15438
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Ever since I was a kid I always hung around my older brother, Trevor and his friends. I always admired my brother. He was smart, great at sports and an all around nice guy. My brother had a best friend named Mark and he and my brother were always attached at the hip. They were on the same baseball team, took most of the same classes together in High School, and talked about girls together. Mark was like a second older brother to me. He looked out for me, gave me great advice when I needed it and one fateful summer afternoon, Mark gave me the greatest gift of all, my first gay sexual experience.
Mark was two years my senior and I, a young freshman in college, thought he was the most beautiful creature that ever walked. He stood about six foot one inches tall. He had long, dark blonde hair that just barely touched his eyebrows. Sometimes during intense conversation, Mark would brush away bothersome strands of hair from his face with his enormous athletic hands. I can remember those times, staring intently at his crystal clear blue eyes and his stunning full lips as he would prattle on to my brother about some girl he just recently fucked. How I would imagine I could be that girl! Mark was so hot! He had a muscular frame and a tight body, do to all the baseball he played.
One weekend Mark's parents were out of town and my brother and I were over his house talking and playing football in the backyard. All this rough play worked up quite an appetite so my brother went to the pizza place to get us some lunch. Being that we lived in the country, we knew that Trevor would be out for at least an hour, so Mark decided to take a shower. I heard Mark go upstairs and the bathroom door open. I sat on the couch nervously twiddling my thumbs. For as long as I could remember, I've always fanaticized about what Mark would look like naked but I never got the chance… until now. "What am I waiting for?" I asked myself. "This is the chance I've been waiting for all my life!"
I quietly sneaked upstairs and crept slowly towards the bathroom door. I heard the shower door open then the water begin to run. As soon as I heard Mark step into shower, I creped closer towards the bathroom and noticed that the door was slightly ajar. I peered in through the crack and I could see Mark's reflection in the mirror. He was more gorgeous then I could have ever imagined. I watched the water pouring over his firm, taught body, splashing first across his hard, smooth chest and then funneling down his tight abs, and finally cascading onto his full, dark blond bush, matting it down and making his dick look even larger that it already was! His cock was stunning, at least eight inches in length with a plump, round head and big, low hanging nuts that swayed from side to side as he shifted his weight from one leg to the other. I watched as Mark took the soap and begin to wash himself; lathering first his pecs , then his underarms, then his torso moving closer and closer to that colossal, wet, glistening cock.
All of a sudden, Mark looked up into the mirror and his eyes suddenly caught mine. As I went to turn away, the bathroom door whisked opened. There he stood with a towel