Where it happened: my house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
When I was growing up, Tim and I were really close friends. Typical stuff for most boys that age. We shared this really great rapport and we liked exploring our feelings of friendship, whether it was just being together, or sitting close and talking. Stuff like that. We both found it interesting to see that range of feelings that could be involved in a friendship, and to find that there could be boy-love kind of feelings that were quite different from how we felt towards girls. And, that it had nothing to do with being gay and wanting to have those kinds of feelings towards all boys.
Without really saying as much, we both decided to have a kind of private and personal love affair, simply because we were so drawn toward the idea that it could be like that between boys. Mostly it vstarted out with the two of us being openly affectionate. Touching each other, sharing these kind of knowing and secret smiles. It was quite unexpectedly romantic in this unique guy’s way. Before we knew it, we were becoming quite relaxed about becoming aroused with each other, as we started to find ourselves having an erection during these moments. For us, that provided a convenient tool to further explore our feelings. We would smile about that, and it wasn’t long before we started to feel each others hard penis and to engage in moments of mutual masturbation. Being naked together was lovely and we spent a good many afternoons that way together, laying on the bed. Performing oral esex on each other became a symbol of how we felt, and then we started having anal intercourse.
Today, looking back, I don’t even know if I would classify our experiences as truly bisexual, since we never had any desire to be with any other boys as such. And neither of us turned out gay. It was just this warm, loving friendship that blosomed. Ah, what a fond memory!