I have never thought of myself as being bi-sexual, and certainly not in any way gay. But at the beginning of this last summer I met a guy my own age and also single, and the two of us started to become friends. There was this really good chemistry between us. Different, I will say, than what I usualy experience with another guy. He was apparently aware of this too, and it was easy for the two of us to be rather chummy with each other. This was something that we began to feel relaxed about and discretely enjoyed whenever we got together at his place or mine. It was never much, just being close and doing things like putting an arm around each other's waist and things like that. Neither of us minded, that was for sure, and I think that we could both tell that we were curious about letting it go a little farther. How, exactly, I don't think that we knew exactly. One afternoon I was at his place and it started raining, and we were both stuck inside and feeling bored. Out of the blue, he asked if I felt like being romantic. He just asked in this very casual way. I surprised myself and said, sure.
So we went into his bedroom and he asked if I felt like being naked. Again I said, sure. So we got our clothes off and climbed onto the bed and slipped into each other's arms and we started kissing. It was so surprisingly easy to do and so nice and enjoyable. As we did this, we both started to get an erection which felt pleasing good to have with one another. While we kissed, our hands began to fondle and rub one another's erection. The sense of male intimacy was extremely pleasing, especially when we both ejaculated and proceded to smear our semen around and to mix it. The moment was absolutely lovely. We continued to lay on the bed and spent more than two hours together luxuriating in our male togetherness. After this time, we started to become regular lovers and it has been so surprisingly wonderful. Neither of us feel any need to label our relationship, except as friends, and this has been so nice.