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When I Was A Kid
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Bi-Sexual Male / 27
My Gay Older Best Friend Made Me Bi With Foot Play
Until that day I never had the slightest interest in guys. I never looked at guys, I had not the least gay thought. My focus was in women, girls, tits, pussy, girl ass, and all the other girly body parts. I'd have taken offense at the slightest hint of a gay flirtation towards me. I think my best friend knew this so stayed in the closet until he couldn't stand it any more and came out to me.
My name is John but that's not my real last name in the title. My best friend is Bryan. Bryan is three years older than me. We lived in a very rural area and still do. The school we went to had three classes. One for grade K-3, one for grade 4-6 and one for grade 7 and 8. We met when I was in kindergarten and he was in the third grade. His was the house closest to mine and it only took half an hour to walk to it. the next closest house was almost two hours away on foot. Bryan's Dad and my Mom took turns taking us to school which was a half hour drive away. We were WAY out in the woods and like I said, still are.
So first day of kindergarten he took me under his wing. He happened to be the only one in the third grade but there were two of us in Kindergarten and three a piece in first and second grade so small classes and we got lots of the teacher's attention. As we progressed through the grades we were no longer in the same class but we sat together in lunch with the other 26 students in the school. I say 26 but it varied each year depending on how many had been in the 8th grade and moved on and how many were coming in Kindergarten. In a school that small everyone was basically friends with everyone else but we would get closest to those in our own class. Except Bryan and I were close from the start. He was always putting his arm around me occasionally hugging me but not in a sexual way.
I was disappointed when he was promoted to the high school of course because that meant no more shared rides and no more lunches together and no more spending time during school at all together but then summer came and we spent time together again. By then he was fifteen and I was 12 and had just finished sixth grade. Now I suppose normally that much age difference would mean nothing in common but it's different when there simply is no one else around anywhere near your age. The other person who had been in the sixth grade with me that previous year lived ten miles away which was too far on a dirt road on a bicycle and she was a girl and not interested in me. She was interested in Tom who was in the eighth grade. The next closest student to us geographically was three miles away in another direction and was in third grade.
So Bryan and I spent all that summer together. He would do his chores and I would do mine in the morning and we had the rest of the afternoons free and we spent countless hours exploring the forest together that just went on forever. We got pretty good at deliberately getting lost for fun then easily finding our way back and did a lot of camping together. That is when I was introduced to my bisexual side.
We had a small two man tent, supplies, clothing, food and some things to cook with along with Bryan's shotgun and my BB "rifle." and each of us had a hunting knife and bear spray and a loud air horn and we set up camp that one night and my feet hurt and Bryan offered to rub them for me. That is how I discovered it is way better to have someone else rub your feet. When you are getting a really good massage, and it doesn't matter where, you don't think about why the other person wants to massage you for hours. You just let it happen because it feels good. The sun was high in the sky when he started and now the moon was up in the sky, our fire was dwindling and he suggested I slip into the tent and take off my pants and shirt and I did with my feet hanging outside the tent and he continued to massage my feet until I fell asleep. I woke up with the sun and my feet feet were resting on top of Bryan's groin. He was asleep, his cock was erect and I had dried cum all over my feet.
I was not upset. I was confused but not upset. I had known Bryan was gay for a couple of years but never said anything about it. But it was at that moment, that I felt his erect penis pressed against the side of my left foot and the heal of my right foot resting on his balls and his chest rising and falling gently rocking my feet as he slept that I came the the epiphany that I am bisexual and wanted to be my gay best friend's boyfriend.
My name is John but that's not my real last name in the title. My best friend is Bryan. Bryan is three years older than me. We lived in a very rural area and still do. The school we went to had three classes. One for grade K-3, one for grade 4-6 and one for grade 7 and 8. We met when I was in kindergarten and he was in the third grade. His was the house closest to mine and it only took half an hour to walk to it. the next closest house was almost two hours away on foot. Bryan's Dad and my Mom took turns taking us to school which was a half hour drive away. We were WAY out in the woods and like I said, still are.
So first day of kindergarten he took me under his wing. He happened to be the only one in the third grade but there were two of us in Kindergarten and three a piece in first and second grade so small classes and we got lots of the teacher's attention. As we progressed through the grades we were no longer in the same class but we sat together in lunch with the other 26 students in the school. I say 26 but it varied each year depending on how many had been in the 8th grade and moved on and how many were coming in Kindergarten. In a school that small everyone was basically friends with everyone else but we would get closest to those in our own class. Except Bryan and I were close from the start. He was always putting his arm around me occasionally hugging me but not in a sexual way.
I was disappointed when he was promoted to the high school of course because that meant no more shared rides and no more lunches together and no more spending time during school at all together but then summer came and we spent time together again. By then he was fifteen and I was 12 and had just finished sixth grade. Now I suppose normally that much age difference would mean nothing in common but it's different when there simply is no one else around anywhere near your age. The other person who had been in the sixth grade with me that previous year lived ten miles away which was too far on a dirt road on a bicycle and she was a girl and not interested in me. She was interested in Tom who was in the eighth grade. The next closest student to us geographically was three miles away in another direction and was in third grade.
So Bryan and I spent all that summer together. He would do his chores and I would do mine in the morning and we had the rest of the afternoons free and we spent countless hours exploring the forest together that just went on forever. We got pretty good at deliberately getting lost for fun then easily finding our way back and did a lot of camping together. That is when I was introduced to my bisexual side.
We had a small two man tent, supplies, clothing, food and some things to cook with along with Bryan's shotgun and my BB "rifle." and each of us had a hunting knife and bear spray and a loud air horn and we set up camp that one night and my feet hurt and Bryan offered to rub them for me. That is how I discovered it is way better to have someone else rub your feet. When you are getting a really good massage, and it doesn't matter where, you don't think about why the other person wants to massage you for hours. You just let it happen because it feels good. The sun was high in the sky when he started and now the moon was up in the sky, our fire was dwindling and he suggested I slip into the tent and take off my pants and shirt and I did with my feet hanging outside the tent and he continued to massage my feet until I fell asleep. I woke up with the sun and my feet feet were resting on top of Bryan's groin. He was asleep, his cock was erect and I had dried cum all over my feet.
I was not upset. I was confused but not upset. I had known Bryan was gay for a couple of years but never said anything about it. But it was at that moment, that I felt his erect penis pressed against the side of my left foot and the heal of my right foot resting on his balls and his chest rising and falling gently rocking my feet as he slept that I came the the epiphany that I am bisexual and wanted to be my gay best friend's boyfriend.
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