That Would Be Nice

Mark said that he wasn’t gay, although he admitted that he liked how it felt to be butt fucked. I wasn’t gay and normally I might have been put off by this type of interaction between guys. With him, though, I was sort of intrigued. Enough that when he asked if I wanted to do that to him, I decided to try it.
The first time I felt a little strange and unsure about getting naked with him and sticking my dick into his butt. After the first time that we did that together I didn’t quite know what to think. Then we did it again and knowing what to expect, I felt more relaxed and confident and I found that I actually enjoyed the maleness of it. It was just the two of us, as guys, enjoying the pleasure of the reproductive process together.
We would take our time and be relaxed, wanting the experience to last as long as it could. He would lie face down on the bed and I would be on top of him, smoothly an easily sliding my hard dick in and out of his accommodating butt. It was kind of neat being able to use my penis with him like this as another guy. Since we felt safe with each other we didn’t use a rubber. I began to enjoy how it felt to ejaculate in him and give him my sperm. It was really special doing that with him.
During that entire next year we would get together several times a month to fuck and this was something that I really started looking forward to as much as he did. We did become a little more romantic and we would kiss a little bit. Nothing overly passionate, but just friendly. It sort of took each of us a while to realize that we were having this sort of romantic guy affair. Yet, with neither of us thinking that we were gay. We did use the term bisexual a few times when we talked about it, although really we just thought of ourselves as just being ourselves and nothing more. Neither of us especially felt a need to label it.
Like I said, this went on for over a year. Then he had to move away because of work. When he did, we both felt really disappointed and we talked about how one day we would get back together. Only over that next year that began to look less and less likely that we ever would, and eventually we lost touch.
I haven’t had another guy-friendship like that since. The opportunity has just never presented itself. I do find myself thinking, though, how nice that had been to enjoy something like that with another guy, only it’s difficult without being gay. I have known some gay guys, and to be honest I found them a turn off. They are either so flouncy and totally into being gay, or have such a narrow minded point of view. So for the present I just have my good memories of what was.