My senior year was going very well. I was 18 with a car and had the world at my fingertips. I felt like I had everything figured out…. That was, until that fall when I would truly figure out what I wanted.

I was about 5’8” and pretty skinny. Maybe 130lbs. With brown hair and fair skin. I kept my body trimmed and used to run for fun so I was well toned. I had a few girlfriends over the years and even managed to hook up with a few others. Given all that I wasn’t entirely straight and had a hard time keeping interest because of it. I had dabbled with thoughts of the other sex, and even messaged a guy or 2 in my area but never really made anything of it.

I had a really good friend back then, let’s call him “A”. A was taller, 19 years old, more built and had his stuff figured out. He had just graduated and was the kind of guy you wanted to be friends with. Lived practically alone, smoked weed and always had cold beer in the fridge. I spent a lot of time with him over the years and we got very close. I knew he wasn’t straight but never saw him any sort of sexual way. He was a bro through and through.

Fast forward to about October of my senior year. I was hanging out at home while my parents were away and got the urge to play with myself. I grabbed some lube a water bottle and a fairly phallic looking hairbrush. I had done this before but it was not a common occurrence. I cleaned myself out the best I could and proceeded to rearrange my insides with the hairbrush. A little medieval but it was enjoyable nonetheless. I was right in the middle of it when my phone went off. It was A. He asked if I wanted to come over and hang out since he had the house to himself. I thought about it for a moment as I played with my ass. I pictured what his cock looked like and it got me even more turned on. I replied and said sure.

I got up and ran to my room. Fumbling around in my closet I pulled out a navy blue hoodie and some matching sweatpants. I was still very horny and grabbed a pair of panties from a past girlfriend out from under my bed. They were a tight cheekster type that rode up a bit in the back. They had hearts in pink and white with the words kiss written all over. They had a thicker band on top that read Aeire in bright pink as well. I put them on and looked at myself in the mirror. My ass looked pretty good. Plump and soft. My cheeks showed out of the back of the panties in a really sexy way and I decided to keep them on for the night.

I threw the outfit together and hopped in my car to head over to A’s. As I arrived the door was wide open so I let myself in. A had been doing some work around the house and greeted me with a sweaty hug. He proceeded to run to the kitchen and emerge with a few beers. He asked if I wanted to watch a movie and drink which I thought was a great idea. He turned on a movie that he and I had watched 100 times. We settled in and both took our spots. Me laying on the couch and him on the floor below. I laid there and stared down at him occasionally swigging my beer.

He didn’t make it 10 minutes into the movie before getting up and complaining about being hot. He asked if it was ok to take his sweatpants off and I agreed. He proceeded to pull down the waistband of his pants and reveal the firm outline of his rather large cock. We had stripped in front of each other before but this time I noticed the tent he was pitching and he couldn’t hide it.

Part 2 next.