I had a sleepover with a new friend that had moved to our town. We lived in Biloxi Mississippi when I was growing up.At night before bed my mother told us take a shower before going to bed. We decided to take a shower together and he peed in the shower so I peed in the shower and he touched my penis and I touched his penis and we stood close up and touched our penis together. It felt really good having my penis touched and I liked touching his penis. When it came time to dry off he asked me to dry his penis and he didn't want me to stop and he dried my penis and that felt really good.

In bed we kept on playing with our penises and we got hard and I sucked his penis under the covers. Sucking his penis felt really good and I didn't want to stop. We were both pretty horny by then and he was humping his hips as I sucked him so I had to hold onto his penis I must have rubbed him just right and he had his first wet experience. His stuff was really clear but sticky and I rubbed my fingers in it and tasted it. Later that night I held onto him and humped his side and then his back.

We were hooked, we saw each other after school, at my house or his and we went into the bathroom and helped each other pee holding each other's penis, or we sword fought, and we sucked each other in the bathroom. Somewhere along the line he started getting on my back and humping me which I liked. At a sleep over several weeks later he humped my bare bottom with his bare penis and he ejaculate.

We were pals for the longest time, bike riding out to the end of town and hanging out in this pasture by the creek, hiding out in the tool shed behind his house, reading comic books in the attic, and every opportunity we had we sucked each other. And every opportunity we had like when we had a sleep over we humped with him on top. He got to the point that he ejaculated every time we humped and it felt good to me that he ejaculated. I had started to ejaculate and while he rode my back my penis rubbed the sheets and I would ejaculate into the bed.

We were both driving and by then we both had grown man dicks, hairy man dicks, and we ejaculated in gallons of ooze which felt really good on my back or my face and it felt good to ejaculate into my pants. I loved watching his penis ejaculate, I held his penis in my hand in a tight fist and his squirts went high in the air and fell back down onto the bed, ourselves or the floor. It was during that time that we found a book about homosexuality at the library. The book had no illustrations, it was hidden in the Anthropology section but we knew exactly where it was and it was never checked out. We would take it and go hide in a corner and read passages and get hard. It was one of those passages which described how the characters had anal sex, it was called sodomy. We read it until we had memorized the paragraph and decided to try. We used Crisco and it worked. It opened up a whole new world to us.

Once out in the world, I was in college in town and he was working for his father he heard from this man that there were magazines of naked men. The story was that the conversation was about magazines of naked women, which we all knew existed, you just had to go down to the 7-11 to see them. But magazines of naked men weren't there. It was at college where things were a bit more liberal that I found out that you could buy these magazines down on the docks. We went down one Friday night and wandered around and this guy asked us what we were looking for and we told him that we had heard that you could buy these magazines. He looked at us and made the comment that we must be queer and he left and came back with a man and we followed him to a car where he had a box of magazines. We went through several until we agreed on one, black and white, men with erect penises having sex. The magazine was expensive, fifteen dollars which at the time was really expensive and we bought the magazine and we read it, masturbated to it, and dreamed to it. Everything we saw in the magazine we did, everything no exception.

We became customers and found out that if we returned the magazine to him after we read it, dog eared and I would think not pristine, he gave us a discount on the other magazine. He told us that he had clients, mostly sailors onboard ships who couldn't afford the new version and paid for the used magazines. It was during that era that I became a penis nut, I have never been able to shake the desire to admire naked penis pictures, something you can get a lot of on the internet today. This is how my day started, cruising for web sites of naked men. But getting back to my boyhood friend, we remained friends and lovers until well into our late twenties when a job moved me to the West Coast and he stayed to help his father with the family business. We both lived in the closet, at the time we didn't call it that, we were just not out and kept our activities to ourselves. On the West Coast I saw more and more homosexuals revealing themselves but that was never for me and I have stayed in my comfort zone, I have never come out preferring to be called a confirmed bachelor.