I was 17 years old. It was like my third week in this new school when I had been assigned to work on a science project with this preppy, bad boy, trouble maker, answer back, class clown kind of guy. Everyone laughed at everything he said and he was always surrounded by girls. Even I thought he was cool. He was funny. He was a little taller than me. Brown wavy hair that covered the back of his neck. Thick eyebrows on top of big brown eyes. Full lips, yeah he was handsome. He knew it. And his jeans. Damn, the way they fit him all over, thighs, hamstrings, butt and that package. We agreed to meet at his house on a Saturday afternoon. He lived alone with his mother in a 3 story house. It got late and we hadn't finished our homework and since the due date was the following Monday, I got invited to stay the night so we had the following day to finish. After dinner at around 9 p.m. he asked me to accompany him to one of his friend's house who lived down the street. While we were there his friend pulls out a joint. I wasn't a naive kid but when I saw the joint I got nervous. And thanks to peer pressure I hit it for the first time. I don't remember what we talked about but I do remember my stomach hurting, my cheeks hurting, and tears coming out of my eyes from laughing so hard and for so long. It was close to midnight when we went back to my classmate's house. His mom's room was on the first floor and his room was on the third floor. He told me if I was sleepy I could sleep in the guest bedroom or if I prefered to watch TV with him in his room. So I said I was sleepy. He told me to make myself comfortable so, I kicked off my sneakers and crashed on his bed as he turned on the TV and put on South Park. The only light we had was that from the TV and the moonlight coming in from his window. He took off his sneakers and took off his t shirt. He was standing in front of me looking at the screen. My eyes were not on the TV but looking at this guy from behind. He suddenly turns around and as he asks me if I had seen that episode before. He proceeds to unbutton his jeans. I think I nodded as I quietly watched him peel off his jeans right in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes off the outline of his dick inside his white FTL briefs. He was standing there telling me he slept in his underwear and he wanted to know if I wanted to wear his pyjama bottoms. LOL... pyjama bottoms. He threw himself on the bed beside me and told me if I wanted to I could take off my clothes. While I'm doing so, he reaches over to his jeans and says, "Look what I got!" It was the joint butt. My jaw dropped. He said we had to smoke it outside the window. So there we were, standing side by side in our briefs with half our bodies outside the window. I could feel the warmth of his body. His arms rubbing against mine, our legs touching every once in a while. And a hip bump here and a hip bump there. He turned towards me as he passed me the roach so i could take the last hit, I could feel his limp dick brush up against my hip as he coughed out what he had inhaled. That did it. I felt my dick starting to get hard. I was hoping the room was dark enough he wouldn't notice. We went back and lied side by side on the bed. Instead of focusing on the TV, I couldn't stop looking at his body. When suddenly, out of the blue, he reaches over and grabs my junk and asks, "What's this?" I froze. I didn't say anything and I didn't a move a muscle. He started groping me, feeling me up and needless to say I was rock hard. That night we explored our bodies. We touched each other, we kissed each other, we sucked each other and we came as we jerked each other off. At the end of that week we found out we got an "A" on our project. I said we had to celebrate. He told me to go to his house that Friday night. We went to his friend's house again but that time he pulled out Vodka. We got a little drunk and on our way back to his house he asked if I wanted to sleep in his room. He was sucking me off, stops, looks up at me and asks if I wanted to put it inside him. It was an awesome year. Nobody ever knew. It was our secret.