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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 28
Tbaks, Mom - Too
I read a story on here about a guy thanking his mom, and I also had a very understanding mom so it encouraged me to share my story, too.
I don’t know exactly how it happened, but when I was fourteen I had a love affair with another boy. His name was Anas and his family was from Tunisia. He was very good looking, and had dark hair and dark eyes, and a slightly darker complexion. He was kind of thin like me, and sort of quiet and shy, also like me.
The two of us started to become friends and there was this really great chemistry between us, and basically feelings of a mutual attraction. At first we were both kind of shy and unsure about that because we were both boys, but at the same time that was what also made it alluring. It was something special just between the two of us.
My parents were divorced so it was just my mom and me, and we got along really well and were close. My mom noticed and caught on that there was something between Anas and me, and his parents noticed and were aware of this, too. The thing was that they didn’t seem to thin that this was gay or anything, but just two friends, two boys, who liked each other a lot, and they saw nothing wrong with this. In fact, my mom and his parents were very encouraging of Anas and I being ‘Boy-friendly” together and thought that was nice.
I remember when Anas and I first kissed. That was like a big deal for both of, because it plainly showed our feelings and that we did feel romantic toward one another. We enjoyed doing this and quickly became more comfortable with it. Then Anas said how when two friends really liked each other, that it felt good to get naked and have sex. So we did this. First we just engaged in mutual masturbation and that was wonderful and then we became more adventurous and we tried oral sex on each other. I remember being very intrigued by Anas’s penis. It was not overly large, but well curved and had a pale lavender colored tip that became darker when he had an erection. My penis was about the same size, and had a red-pink tip.
Then, being very brave we had anal sex with each other. This was so significant and meaningful doing this together and actually giving each other our sperm. It was very intense making love to each other as boys. And we started doing that fairly regularly, enjoying expressing our feelings in this way.
Our love affair went on for a little over a year. My mom knew and his mother and father knew and we didn’t have to hide it when we were at home. Then his father was transferred and they had to move. Of course Anas and I were heart broken. Although, secretly, at the same time, I was relieved. As much as I liked Anas, and as strong as my feelings for him were, I never felt entirely comfortable about being in love with another boy. Our relationship was great and I thoroughly enjoyed it, but in the back of my mind I kept thinking about girls, and how there was no future in Anas and I having this boy-friendly relationship.
So when he left I was very upset, but at the same time happy that this had happened. Anas and I stayed in touch for quite a while, for a few years in fact, but eventually we lost touch. After he left I started dating girls and that was great. It was about eight years later when I did have sex with another guy as a friend, and we did it just for fun only a few times. But I discovered that I really wasn’t gay.
But looking back, my mom was so open minded and supportive. She never made a big deal out of it, She just thought that I was one of those things was all, which apparently it was. So I have to tell my mom thanks, too.
I don’t know exactly how it happened, but when I was fourteen I had a love affair with another boy. His name was Anas and his family was from Tunisia. He was very good looking, and had dark hair and dark eyes, and a slightly darker complexion. He was kind of thin like me, and sort of quiet and shy, also like me.
The two of us started to become friends and there was this really great chemistry between us, and basically feelings of a mutual attraction. At first we were both kind of shy and unsure about that because we were both boys, but at the same time that was what also made it alluring. It was something special just between the two of us.
My parents were divorced so it was just my mom and me, and we got along really well and were close. My mom noticed and caught on that there was something between Anas and me, and his parents noticed and were aware of this, too. The thing was that they didn’t seem to thin that this was gay or anything, but just two friends, two boys, who liked each other a lot, and they saw nothing wrong with this. In fact, my mom and his parents were very encouraging of Anas and I being ‘Boy-friendly” together and thought that was nice.
I remember when Anas and I first kissed. That was like a big deal for both of, because it plainly showed our feelings and that we did feel romantic toward one another. We enjoyed doing this and quickly became more comfortable with it. Then Anas said how when two friends really liked each other, that it felt good to get naked and have sex. So we did this. First we just engaged in mutual masturbation and that was wonderful and then we became more adventurous and we tried oral sex on each other. I remember being very intrigued by Anas’s penis. It was not overly large, but well curved and had a pale lavender colored tip that became darker when he had an erection. My penis was about the same size, and had a red-pink tip.
Then, being very brave we had anal sex with each other. This was so significant and meaningful doing this together and actually giving each other our sperm. It was very intense making love to each other as boys. And we started doing that fairly regularly, enjoying expressing our feelings in this way.
Our love affair went on for a little over a year. My mom knew and his mother and father knew and we didn’t have to hide it when we were at home. Then his father was transferred and they had to move. Of course Anas and I were heart broken. Although, secretly, at the same time, I was relieved. As much as I liked Anas, and as strong as my feelings for him were, I never felt entirely comfortable about being in love with another boy. Our relationship was great and I thoroughly enjoyed it, but in the back of my mind I kept thinking about girls, and how there was no future in Anas and I having this boy-friendly relationship.
So when he left I was very upset, but at the same time happy that this had happened. Anas and I stayed in touch for quite a while, for a few years in fact, but eventually we lost touch. After he left I started dating girls and that was great. It was about eight years later when I did have sex with another guy as a friend, and we did it just for fun only a few times. But I discovered that I really wasn’t gay.
But looking back, my mom was so open minded and supportive. She never made a big deal out of it, She just thought that I was one of those things was all, which apparently it was. So I have to tell my mom thanks, too.
