I’m Not Gay But

Many, many years ago, when I was 11-12 I had a friend named Brian who was 2 years older than I. We did sleepovers and although my parents were not big on that sort of thing, with Brian being an only child they made an exception. That and that our parents had become great friends. We had done these sleepovers many times but on this one occasion Brian said that we should hold each others penises because as he put it, it really feels good when someone’s hand touches it. We took our pj bottoms off and under the covers held each others cocks which of course became hard. He was right. It really felt good. So after that each time we did a sleepover, be it my house or his, we would lay there holding each others penis. Then Brian suggested we masturbate each other. He first rubbed me off and of course it felt great and I too did him. I never felt any attraction to Brian and my crushes were with girls but it felt great and we loved the feeling. Well as it were, one time he applied his mouth to my cock and that was a holy shit moment. Wow. Way better than a hand and he took me to completion. I did not want to blow him back but he complained enough about how unfair it was. Still I said no. He was very upset. The next time he brought lube into the playing. He applied his mouth, got me hard lubed up my penis and his anus and asked me to sink it into his ass. From the light of the tv set I could see the head of my cock enter his anus. He acted like it hurt but begged me to put it all in and I did. It felt fantastic as a pumped his ass to completion which was pretty quick. He said okay, it’s my turn. I felt that to be fair. His cock was bigger than mine so I had to keep my face in the pillow so to not awaken his parents. Once I was able to relax, it was fine. The more often we did it the better it felt. We spent every sleep over and more, in the garage, fields fucking and sucking each other a lot. Having said that, once I was fifteen and got my first girlfriend, it stopped. I never looked back. And although it was homosexual sex, I have never even remotely felt I was homosexual. A horny teen? Absolutely but not homosexual. He on the other hand went through 3 marriages and I’m told by old friends that in his fifties he came out and has a male partner. For him it wasn’t a faze. It is what it is. I have never told anyone and as far as I know nor has he. At least not to the point that it has gotten back to me.