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Broken Story of a Lost Boy
My friend Tyler and I have been friends for a long time, and I have been with him through all of the rough times as he has with me. I have known him since the 3rd grade he was my first best friend. One night in March we both came to my house after work because he was going to spend the night with me. I had been contemplating on whether to tell him that I was bisexual or not. I had thought about this for about 2 months. I kind of found out that I actually was bisexual last year at a New Year's eve party.
Back to the subject, we got home and we sat on my bed and we started to talk about our first kisses and our first sexual experiences. He got on the subject that once when he was younger that he and another guy had messed around. See a while before that night he and I were watching a "gay movie" on ShowTime and he brought up the subject of gay people. So, we kept on watching it and he turned to me and asked me if I had ever thought about how it would feel being penetrated by another guy. I told him that I had never actually thought about it. He said that he had always wondered how it would feel. This was my first ray of hope with him. Back to the subject again, we were sitting there after he had told me about his experience with that other guy, and I told him that I had also had an experience with another guy some time back. We talked about what happened and what we did. After we talked about that I finally got enough guts to come out and say Tyler I have a secret to tell you, but I don't know if I should tell you or not because I don't want to lose you as my friend. He told me that no matter what I had to tell him that he would always be my friend and that he would be there for me when I needed him. So I came out and said I think I am BI. He sat there on my bed Indian style and had this blank look on his face.
We sat there for 15 minutes before he finally asked me why I had thought that. I told him that when I had that experience in the past that I really liked it and that I thought that I would like to have that part of my life continue, and that also for some reason I thought that he was really cute. He looked at me with confusion then he broke down and told me that he also had thoughts about being with another guy but never acted on it. Then he told me that if he were to try anything with another guy that it would have to be with someone that he totally trusted and that he could confide in not to tell anyone that we knew. I told him that I thought the exact same way as he did. He looked at me and asked me if I would ever experiment with another guy? I looked at him and said, "yes I would." So I said ok we are going to take this slow. So I told him that I was going to hold his hand. He agreed on it and so I did. We held hands for 5 minutes. Then I said, was that ok or did you not like that? He told me that it was kind of weird but that it was ok for him. So I said ok now we are going to try to kiss. He nodded and I told him that I was going to turn out the light so that if anyone was watching that they might think that we were going to bed or something.
So I turned out my fanlight and we sat there. I chuckled a little and so did he because this was his first time kissing another guy and it was also mine. So I said ok I'm going to move forward don't be scared and if you decide that you don't want to do it then just tell me and we won't. He said ok and so I started to move forward. I could feel his breath on my face. It was warm. His breath smelled like gum so I knew that his breath wasn't bad. So I started to move closer to him. Our lips touched and both he and I felt a spark. I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe a sign from someone upstairs ^^^^^^. Well our first kiss was just a peck and I leaned back from him and asked him if he had liked it or not. He said again that it was ok and that he didn't mind. Then I put my hands on his knees with he and I both sitting on my bed Indian style. I then asked him if he minded if we were to French kiss. He said we have gotten this far why don't we go all of the way. This surprised me and I saw another ray of sunshine in this guy. So with my hands on his knees I leaned closer to him just as I had done before and we touched lips again then we started to kiss. He is the best damn kisser that I have ever kissed.
After that we sat there and talked about what had happened so far and how we had felt about it. He was ok with it and I was for sure ok with it. So, we started talking about how far that we thought that we would go with another guy. I told him that I would go all of the way thinking that he would say the same. He replied I don't know let's find out and see. So we both lay down on my bed head to foot as they call it, with his feet at my head and with my feet at his head. He and I both started to move our hands up each other's leg. I started at his ankle and worked my way up to his knee, he did the same thing. Then I think we both got bolder and started our way up the thighs and farther up. We both did this at the same time. Then I started to go farther, up his thigh and to his crotch area. He hesitated a little but he then did the same. As we started to make our way up I could hear him breathing hard, to me this was a good sign. I knew that he had wanted to try this before but never thought in a million years that I was bisexual. So I got to his package and started to rub a little. As he did the same with me. So then I started to touch the base of his well you know and he did the same. After that you kind of know what happened. We started to massage and I unzipped his zipper. He waited a little while then undid my zipper.
Then as you can tell where this story is going it was on from there. While this was going on I only had one thought in my mind. Why him? Why Tyler? Did I secretly have a sixth sense about him prior to all of this happening? That was the only thing I could think of for about 10 minutes. Even in the heat of the sexual touch I couldn't stop thinking about how Tyler felt about this. By the look on his face I could see that he was enjoying all that was going on. After I got over this mind block I started to feel the pleasure of this person? After about 30 minutes of this we stopped. Neither one of us had an orgasm yet. As we sat up I could see that he had a blank look on his face. I am pretty sure that I had that same look on mine. As we sat there he came closer to me and asked if I have ever had a blowjob. I told him that I had, but never by a guy, trying to give him a hint as to what I wanted him to do. He looked down at my package and began to get closer; he then pushed me back onto the bed and pulled my pants down to my ankles. I sat back and relaxed. As he started to let his mouth go where he wanted it to go I could feel that he knew what he was doing, and that he knew what I wanted him to do.
As 30 more minutes went by I had the best orgasm that I had ever had in my life. As he finished I looked at him and asked him if he had ever had a BJ not really wanting to give him one but I thought that I would return the favor. He said that he hadn't so I went to work not really regretting what I was doing but more or less thinking to myself what am I doing? After everything was done we both sat up and started to talk about what had happened and also about what we thought about it. Apparently he was fine with everything and so was I. I enjoyed it. The day after that was terrible. It seemed as if he and I didn't know each other. But hey don't lose that ray of sunshine yet. This is getting better. A few weeks went by and throughout those weeks we would talk about it off and on. It was played out as if it was an everyday kind of thing. I was fine talking about it with him. After those few weeks he came over and spent the night again. Unbenownced to me, he wanted to "experiment" more. We did almost all of the same things as in that first night, and this was fine with me.
Until this day we are still best friends, and quote unquote "FRIENDS WITH PRIVLEDGES" on the weekends. It is ok with me. The really bad thing about it is that I do regret something now. How am I ever going to explain this to his current girlfriend???? I guess she will never know that even though she has him now and I have him every once in a while when I bring up the subject of "doing something on the weekends" that I was the one that had him first. I'm trying not to sound like a little kid but Tyler is and always will be my first. THE END:)
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