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Milo had just spent the last few hours of his evening in the school library with his friends. They were doing the usual, mostly goofing off, maybe 5 minutes of studying before getting distracted again. He was at first enjoying himself, but Milo had decided to leave when his friends conversation reached its inevitable destination, girls, specifically sex with them. This consisted of asking which celebrity they'd want to have sex with, stories about the size of a girl they saw's breasts, who would they rather have sex with. Milo, realising he probably wasn't going to get any more revision done, and tired of his friends conversation, decided to politely leave.
He exited out of the double doors of the student library and through the main lobby of his boarding school, going past the main reception and up the main stairs to the second floor. The building was quite new, which was made obvious by how modern and clean it all looked. Modern furniture, metallic stairs and abstract art on the walls made the building look more like an airport or office building than a school. It was almost 9 PM, Milo noted from the large clock above the main entrance. The fact he was the only one in the main lobby, which was usually quite a busy hangout spot for the school, made it obvious it was a Friday night as well, since many of the older boys were likely in town, and the younger boys either, he thought to himself, allowing for the relief that came from the end of a school week made long and arduous with studying and exam prep to come over him, making him want little more than a comfortable night and a lie in the morning. Milo arrived at his dorm block, and entered the empty communal bathroom to go brush his teeth. Looking in the mirror Milo frowned at his appearance. He was very short, despite being in third year he was smaller than quite a few first year students, and was wearing his school uniform, black trousers and shoes, a blue sweater sporting the schools logo, with a brown stain, presumably from dinner, quite noticeably showing at the front, and an untucked white shirt poking out the bottom of the sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was lucky he hadn't bumped into any teachers on the way, or he surely would have received a telling off for the state he was in. His messy, curly sandy blonde hair and freckles made him look baby faced and almost feminine, and certainly much younger than what he actually was. Milo always hated that about himself. He was always considered cute, which he hated. When a boy is growing up and having many things happen to his body, the last thing he wants to be seen as is cute. He was always mistaken for a first year, it infuriated him sometimes, internally anyway, Milo was never really one to complain, he was always quite quiet amongst his friends, and wasn't the kind of person to "go off on one. His blue eyes, surrounded by thick rimmed black spectacles were heavy from tiredness, due to the amount of extra studying he was attempting to do from his exams. Milo spat out his toothpaste and walked over to the urinals and pulled down his zipper, pulling out his flaccid dick to pee. Fortunately for him, despite his fairly short stature, his manhood was one of his best features and was actually pretty nicely, and if it weren't for him sporting a disappointingly small amount of pubic hair, it would have looked pretty decently proportioned on an adult. He had that small comfort, at least, he thought to himself as he emptied his bladder. As he pissed, he couldn't help but think back to and be bothered by how much his friends talked about girls. It was constant, was it really all they thought about? He thought to himself. He thought about asking Joshua about it, but then immediately dismissed the stupid thought. Of course he wouldn't want to talk about that kind of stuff, he's cool and popular, he probably had sex all the time, whereas I bet I would sound like a little kid talking if I tried to talk about it with him. Josh is so much cooler than you, and defiantly more attractive. I bet all the girls find him really hot. His hair, his perfect skin, his abs, his bulge... Milo noticed his dick had become slightly firmer in his hand. Not thinking much of it, he quickly shook his dick and tucked it back into his briefs before washing his hands and walking back to his dorm.
Milo quietly opened the door to his room to find Joshua, lying on his stomach on his bed, wearing headphones and on his tablet. Joshua was a fifth year student, two years older than Milo. Like Milo, Joshua was also not from the US, where the boarding school they were currently in was. Whilst Milo was born and raised British until his parents moved to America two years ago for business, Josh was half Brazilian and had lived in Brazil with his mother for a couple years, before moving to the US with the family. His mother was a wealthy businessperson, like Milos dad, meaning she could afford to send Josh to such a prestigious school. Due to Josh's race and country of origin, his skin was a subtle golden brown, and he had fairly long black hair and brown eyes, with strong features that made him look fairly handsome, in Milos opinion anyway. He was quite bubbly and very energetic, but also quite caring and sympathetic, which meant that though he was very popular and had many friends in the older years, he was still willing to be polite to and have meaningful conversations with Milo when he felt he needed advice. Josh had removed his tee shirt and jeans, which were now carefully folded on his bedside, so he was only wearing his purple boxers. This was a common occurrence, with partial nudity being hardly acknowledged in each other's company. They were both boys after all, who had known each other quite well for now. Milo noticed how his legs, which were now more or less exposed to him, were quite hairy. As if it could be more obvious he's older than me, Milo thought to himself. He was quite short for his age, and lacked most of the body hair his friends revealed to him in the locker room at school. He had some under his armpits, and defiantly a slight beginning of hair in his more private parts, but he was still fairly underdeveloped. "A late bloomer" as his mum would say, but Milo would say you need to actually bloom before you can be considered a bloomer. The whole situation made Milo feel pretty self conscious around other boys his age, especially when in the changing rooms or anything along those lines, so to see a guy he didn't really know like that was a little awkward.
Josh glanced up from his tablet and smiled. "You're back! How was it?" "Pretty useless to be honest. We didn't really do much." Milo replied as he dropped his bag back beside his bed. "Oh that sucks. Sorry I couldn't be there, I probably could have made it fun for you if I was." "Oh, it's fine," Milo smiled politely, "it wasn't that bad really. Besides, you don't really know my friends anyway." Josh removed his headphones and stood up to place them on the desk, whilst Milo sat down to remove his shoes and socks. "So, you planning on studying tomorrow?" Josh asked as he turned back towards Milo, making his crotch eye level with Milos face. Josh was distracted by his phone as he got a text from a friends and failed to see Milos eyes widening as he could make out a perfect outline of Josh's dick, which was flaccid, but still fairly big, pointing upwards, and from the top of his boxers a small tuft of black pubic hair was visible. "Milo?" "Uh..." "Are you planning on going back tomorrow?" Milo snapped out of his trance and glanced up at Josh, blushing. "Um, no, probably not. I was um...thinking on just kind of hanging out with you actually...if that's okay, I mean." Josh shrugged and fell back onto his bed, finally removing his manhood from Milos face. "Yeah, sounds good." Milo still couldn't help but continue to blush, especially since it seems Josh hadn't realised what he had just done, but smiled anyway. "Cool, thanks. What were you planning on doing?" Josh began to remove his tee shirt. "I was going to go into town. I need to get a gift for my friends birthday. Then I was planning on seeing a movie. If you don't have any money I can buy you a ticket." It was true, Milo has already spent his allowance money for the month. "Oh, are you sure? You don't have to..." Josh was now fully in bed. "No it's fine. I've got enough. It's the least I can do after all that help you gave me with revision and stuff. Oh, do you mind getting the light?"
Milo walked to the other end of the room and flicked off the light switch and the main light switched off. The only light in the room was now a light blue shining faintly through the curtains. Even with the window open, the outside was practically silent, only the faint rustle of leaves disrupting the tranquility of the summer night, a far cry from the busy nightlife of London Milo was used to. It was almost too quiet, Milo thought to himself, as he removed his clothes. The semi darkness meant that any body hair, or lack their of, on Milo wasn't visible to Joshua, who watched Milo as he changed. Even so, Milo still felt self conscious as he stripped to his white boxer briefs. Finally Milo removed his glasses and climbed into his bed.
The boys made idle chit chat for a few minutes about what movie they could see before they were met with an awkward pause. This would either follow with the boys deciding now was the time to sleep, or either one of them could extend the conversation a little while longer. Milo, on a whim, and wanting clarification from his earlier thought at the urinal, called out quietly to Josh: "Hey, Joshua?" "Hm?" "Do you...think about sex a lot?" Josh sounded a little puzzled. "Uh, yeah." "Well, have...have you, ever...umm...have you..." Josh turned towards Milo, and could make out his curly hair poking out from the covers. "Have I ever what?" Milo became embarrassed and blushed at what he was about to ask. "Wha...what I mean is...ha...have you ever...had sex?" Josh began to laugh. Milo blushed even harder. "Oh never mind, it was a silly question." "No no..." Josh said, his laughter fading "...it's fine. Yes, yes I have. Have you?" "No!" Milo said, surprised. "Did...did you like it?" Josh laughed even harder, Milos face became even redder with embarrassment. "Yes I did, Milo. It felt amazing. And I would have thought you would have, what with you being such a ladykiller!" Milo sniggered slightly, which eased his embarrassment a little. "Yeah, right." Josh propped himself up slightly. "Well, how far have you got with a girl then?" "Well...I..." Josh cut in enthusiastically. "You ever fingered anyone?" Milos eyes widened. "Fingered?" He asked, confused. Despite the amount his friends talked about sex, he was still fairly oblivious. "Yeah, it's where you stick your finger in a girls pussy." Milo blushed again. "No, I absolutely have not!" "Okay then...you ever made it to second base?" "Like in baseball..." "Have a girl show you her tits?" "Um...no." Josh paused. "Have you ever kissed a girl before?" Milo sat up, his face bright pink. "N...no." Josh cocked his head. "Really? I'm surprised. Considering your looks I would have guessed you'd have at least kissed a girl before. How come? Waiting till marriage?" Milo laughed slightly again. "Um..." Milo had never felt more embarrassed in his life, he couldn't believe he was talking to somebody else about this sort of thing . "I dunno. I guess I never really, liked girls, you know. I mean I have friends back who are girls but...my friends are always talking about...you know like boobs and sex and...I dunno, I would go along with it, but I never really saw the appeal." Josh sat up. "Milo, you're obviously a late bloomer, it's fine if you don't want to have sex or anything. Our bodies all, develop differently and..."
"No, no!" Milo blurted out "I'm not a late bloomer! I get boners and stuff all the time. I wanna have sex! It's not that I don't like sex yet, I just don't wanna have sex with girls..." Josh's eyes widened. Milo realised what he just said and his face went shades of pink some thought were impossible to reach. "Milo...are you..." Milo, sighing at the fact it was clear the truth couldn't be hidden any more, nodded slowly. Josh chuckled. "I always kind of knew." Milo looked up at him accusingly. "What's that supposed to mean!?" "Nothing, I just. You were never really the type to go after girls. I always knew you were shy, but you always...I dunno, it sounds dumb. I guess I just kind of knew. Milo looked up and down at Josh's chest, which was clearly defined and muscular. He had never fully appreciated how beautiful he was, Milo thought. From his face to his di... It was then when he realised his eyes had been fixated on Josh's dick for the past ten seconds, and Josh had very clearly seen he was doing so, and had become hard from all the attention it was getting. "Oh my god, I'm sorry!" He said as he shot his eyes back up to Josh's face and away from his
crotch. Josh began to laugh. "Listen, buddy, it's fine." He reached down and felt his dick through his underwear. "Do you wanna see it?" Milo's eyes widened yet again. Adrenaline and excitement pumped through his body as he stared silently, his heart racing. Josh stood up and slowly lowered his boxers, and Milo stared in amazement at its size. His whole crotch area was covered with thick black pubes, and his balls hung low below his dick which jutted out at at least 6 inches. Milo had seen his friends naked before, but never had he seen one other than his own completely erect, and staring at him right in the face. Josh's reveal caused Milos own penis to begin to spring into action. Josh looked down at Milos erection before looking back up and and smiling at him. "Well, can I see yours? If we're being so open with one another and everything?" "Are...are you..." Milo found himself unable to speak, he simply sat there in complete disbelief at what was happening. Josh then moved closer to Milo, placing his hands on Milos sides. Milo shuddered at the touch of Josh on his body, and a feeling of relief and satisfaction. But at the same time he was still unable to move . His body remained paralysed as Josh ran his fingers up to the waistband of his briefs. This was what he wanted, wasn't it? He thought to himself. He always knew he liked boys, and he always knew he liked Josh. So why, then, did he feel like crying, as he continued to sit unmoving, his breathing shallow and rapid as Josh moved closer to him, Milo feeling his breath upon his own neck as Josh began to pull down to release Milo's... "Stop." The word escaped Milos mouth as barely a whisper, cutting through the tension and excitement of the event. Josh turned to look at Milo, who continued to stare wide eyed at him. "What's wrong?" He asked, quietly and confused. "Stop it." Josh's hands remained on Milos briefs. Milo began to well up. "Josh, please." "But... isn't this what you wanted?"Josh said, his hands still fixed at Milos side. Milo pushed them away and yelled, with tears in his eyes, "Of course this wasn't what I wanted! You think I wanted to be like this," the boy felt tears run down his cheeks "you think I wanted to be gay?" This was a nightmare. He had known for so long, but he thought if he just that'll he ignored those feelings they'd go away, and he'd eventually stop liking boys. He thought he would grow into liking girls, but it was obvious now that was not what was going to happen. And now here he was, about to have sex with a guy he's know for a long time, practically seen naked and horsed around with before, who never realised that every meaningless play fight and exchange in their underwear was actually a roller coaster of sexual excitement and discovery. It was too much for Milo. He nodded his head as tears began to cascade down his face as he cried out like a child.. Josh realised suddenly how drastically the situation had changed for his friend and sat down alongside him and allowed him to cry into his chest.. His friends embrace felt warm and comforting on Milos bare skin. Josh looked the younger boy squarely in the face, wiping away his tears with his hand. "Milo, listen to me. I understand how you feel. But believe me when I say you're not alone. You're not the only one in this room who's been through this sort of thing." The younger boy collapsed his upper body onto his lap. The two boys sat there in silence for what seemed like an eternity with Milo nestled into Josh's chest, his head resting on his naked cock, as he cried quietly into Josh's side, who stroked his curly hair and comforted him. Milo looked up to Josh, who smiled at him with a fatherly warmth. All guilt and pain vanished at the sight of his friends loving smile. "Milo. It's okay if who you are makes you feel different or left out, but trust me in that you don't have to figure out this kind of stuff on your own. You don't have to be alone in this. I guarantee you I will look after you every step of the way. I'll be the friend that I needed back when I was going through this as well." Milo looked back at Josh through his watery eyes. "Are...you not mad at me?" Josh continued to smile, brushing the hair out of Milos face "Of course not. Why would I be. If anything it confirms a lot for me. All those wrestling matches on the bed when you'd grind against me, you checking me out while I was in the shower." Milo face went bright red at the realisation he had been so obvious. "I know now that was you just figuring stuff out. And I'm okay with that. If anything I'm glad I could help." The boys sat in silence for a while longer. "Milo?" Josh said. "Yeah?" "Do you still wanna...you know?" Milo noticed Josh was still very much erect, likely from the stimulation it was receiving from Milos head resting on it. "...No. I just want to stay here with you a little while longer. I mean I can, if you want I could..." "It's fine." Josh interrupted. "We can just stay here for a bit then." With that Josh sat back onto Milos bed, taking the younger boy with him, so they both lay there in each other's arms on the single bed, sharing the same cover, wrapped in one others embrace "Josh?" "Yeah?" "When you said you had had sex before? Was that with a guy?" "Yeah, it was." "Did you like it?" "Yeah, I did." There was silence again. "Josh?" "Yeah?" "Do you ever not like being gay?" "Of course. You miss out on a lot. People'll judge you about it. It can be hard." "But, do you like being gay?" "It's who I am, isn't it? You should be proud of who you are no matter what. Wouldn't you agree?" "...Yeah, I guess." "Trust me, you'll get through this Milo. I promise I'll look after you." "Josh?" "Yeah?" "Thanks"