I was a bit hesitant when it came to submitting the following series of stories for publication in lieu of all of the negative comments and feedback that I've received on the majority of my submissions but then I said "Fuck it."
The following stories are about something that happened in my life that I'm not very proud about and yet I have no regrets about it.
Not long after graduating from High School a few of my Male friends and I decided to experiment with each other. I'm not sure exactly why this happened because there was absolutely no physical attraction on my part toward either of them and I'm sure that there was none toward me by them.
The first guy I ever did anything with was my friend Chris. Chris kind of looked like a teenage Ron Howard with blonde hair. I guess you could consider Chris one of my oldest friends. My family were friends with his and we hung out a little when we were younger but it wasn't until our later years of High School when we started hanging out on a regular basis.
Chris and I decided to spend the entire day fishing at one of the lakes that was within walking distance of where were lived. We had been there since early that morning and it was now going on late afternoon. We had moved from spot to spot throughout the day and ended up at one of our favorite spots on the lake. It was a stone wall that made up a dam which drained from the main lake body into a swampy marsh in the woods. Directly in front of us across the lake maybe 100 yards was a parking lot filled with people who were picnicking, feeding the ducks and geese or jogging along the path which surrounded the lake.
Chris and I weren't catching anything and getting bored and yet we didn't feel like calling it a day. We reeled in our fishing lines and just sat on the wall talking for a little bit. We were only about a year and a half out of high school and the memories were still in our minds and we began to reminisce about all of the hot girls we knew.
It didn't take long for our young hormones to get the better of us and we both admitted to each other that our cocks were rock throbbing hard.
Chris was the first to whip his cock out and he played with it a little. I felt weird about that for a couple of reasons. Mainly because we were in a public state park and because a guy has never done that around me before. Within only a couple of minutes I took whipped my cock out and played with it. I'm not lying when I say that I was actually turned on by looking at Chris's cock. I had no physical attraction to him but his cock was turning me on.
Chris's cock was about the length of a normal sized hot dog but thicker. I kind of looked at it indirectly while he was stroking hoping he wouldn't see me looking. A few minutes later however I said something that would lead to over three years of encounters with Chris.
"I'm not gay or anything but would you like me to help you out?" I asked him.