When I was a kid, I suppose that my experiences were pretty much just normal. But when I was about eleven, I had a love affair with another boy. His name was Jim, and he was blond and very good looking. I was admiring of him, because during the summer he would wear shorts and be barefoot and wear flip-flops, which I thought was very sexy. I liked girls and everything, and at that time, I didn't think of anything like that as being gay. My mother liked him, and saw that he wore flip-flops, and suggested that I do that, too. So she bought me some, and I shyly wore them, and that was sexy.

Anyway, Jim and I got along really well, and there was this kind of mutual attraction between us. One day we were sitting together in this kind of secluded spot near where we lived, and we were talking about how nice it was being friends, and bravely admitting how much we liked one another, sort of self-consciously admitting that it was sort of like how it was with a girl. We said, of course, how nobody had to know, and that it was just between the two of us, and we admitted that it was pretty nice. Feeling sort of romantic, we kissed on the lips. It was just in this friendly way, but it really felt so wonderful doing that together. After that, we started kissing and being romantically friendly with each other. Our kisses started to become much more passionate, and we experimented and began using our tongues, which was quite exciting. One day while we were doing that, he told me how it was making his penis stiff. I admitted that it was having that affect on mine, too. So, wanting to be open with each other, we took our shorts down and showed each other our erection. We kissed and held and felt each other's penis. It was so incredible sharing that physical intimacy as boys. Of course, we started masturbating one another and that was even better.

Our love affair lasted for about two years. I never became Gay because of it. Although I look back with some very fond memories of that time and consider how lucky I was to have enjoyed such a wonderful friendship.

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by Anonymous on Apr 2, 2014 at 10:47 AM

Young romances are great memories to have, As a boy i had a special close freind it being the seventies he had long red hair and girlish looks, Not long after we became freinds i started to fall for him he was all i'd think about, Then one day he was sitting next to me in a field and he turned and asked me if i liked him i laughed and said of course i did he looked into my eyes all serious then asked why dont i kiss him then, I leaned forward slowly and kissed him softly on the lips we broke off and looked at each other seriously then he stroked my face and kissed me urgently, I was in heaven his lips were so soft and gentle, We progressed to french kissing just like boyfreind and girlfreind we'd cuddle and hold hands when we were alone, And yes we moved on getting naked together while camping sharing a sleeping bag together he was the first boy to make me cum that first night together my very first full sperm came out as he stroked me to orgasm, I miss those days very much and often wonder about my first love even now, They are memories i cherish.

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