Early Days

My best friend's father was a doctor. We used to get his medical books to look up information on girls, pictures and drawings. We were 12. On one scrounging mission in the doctor's library we found a book on homosexuals. One chapter discussed deviant behavior, fellatio and s***my. We had to look up both words. We thought about it, it was hard to understand that homosexuals did those things.

Up in his room we decided to try it. I got the hardest erection I had ever had, his hand on my erection, his hot lips around my erection caused me to ejaculate. He accused me of peeing in his mouth. I took my turn. He was as hard as I was, his erection in my hand made me want to suck him. It felt good, I squeezed an ejaculation out of him. We knew it wasn't pee. The taste and consistency was new, it felt good in my mouth. Then we tried s***my, I lay flat on the bed and my friend lay down on my back trying to get his cock in me.

There were more books on homosexuality. We read them, and jerked each other, sucked each other and humped each other. But were not successful at achieving penetration.

We moved when I was in the 11th grade. I got a job working at the movie theatre on weekends. The man who ran the projectors knew how to get penetration to happen. He used this oily stuff and his cock went way in. We did it in the projection room, sometimes while the afternoon movie was on. I went up there after the movie started and took his cock in my hand, sucked on his cock, and bent over so he could fuck me. By then I knew I was a homosexual.