Good Memories

When I was a boy, there was an older boy who lived close to me and we were sort of friends. He was nice and kind of quiet and there was a sort of good rapport between the two of us.
One day he confessed that he thought that he was gay. He said that he knew that I wasn’t, but said how he was glad that he could tell me that, because he kept it a secret. I was surprised but didn’t find it shocking. Over the next couple of weeks we talked about it some, and he said how he just liked being with another boy and how good that felt. Then one day I remember him smiling and he said how it was too bad that I wasn’t gay, because it would nice for us to be together. I didn’t feel any attraction toward other boys, but with him I felt comfortable talking about stuff like that.
Then he asked me if I just wanted to play around with him, just for fun. I was kind of reluctant, but I said, ok. So we were over at his house and nobody was there, and we got naked. Well he got an erection and I got one and we played around, feeling each other’s and we ended up masturbating each other to an ejaculation. I had to admit that it was fun and exciting doing that with him as another boy.
We did this together a couple more times, and he sucked on my dick, and I tried sucking on his. It was actually quite thrilling doing that. Then he told me how he wouldn’t mind if I put my dick into his butt. He had some lubrication so I ended up doing it that way with him. He loved it. I thought that it was ok and didn’t mind. So I started having butt sex with him a lot. I let him doing it to me a few times, but I wasn’t especially wild about it.
Anyway, this went on between us for two years. Looking back now many years later I can’t believe that I had a relationship like that with another boy, but I do actually have very good memories of those times.