Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2024 20:29:52 -0500 From: Gabe Daniels81 Subject: Experimented with Another Boy - Chapter 1 I've never had any interest in being a writer or even any desire to put this story down on paper so I apologize in advance. For whatever reason I've been thinking about it a lot lately so I figured I would give it a shot. It literally feels like yesterday and it was almost 30 years ago. I found Nifty several years ago and occasionally check in to catch up on some of my favorite stories. This story is 100% true. The first time I experimented (was it just an experiment?) with another boy. It was January 1996 and the first weekend after we got back to school from Winter Break. My best friend was sleeping over which was typical at that time. We hung out in the basement where everyone in the family always left me alone when I had friends over. At some point in the night I changed into a t-shirt and boxers and we were hanging out. My friend suggested we play pool so we went over to the pool table to set up a game. For whatever reason, to make it interesting, my friend decided we should bet on the game. After throwing around a bunch of typical 14 year old stupid ideas, my friend suggested the loser would have to suck the winner's dick. This totally came out of left field. Even though we were best friends, we had never seen each other naked. We mostly talked about girls and I did everything I could to hide who I was. I knew when I was 11 I liked boys. I had only made out with girls and gone up their shirts at that point (to convince myself) so immediately I was intrigued but scared. Was he testing me? Trying to out me? This was the 90s in the Midwest in High School. Not something that would've gone over well with friends and family, especially because I didn't know what I was. Only that I had interest in boys. As my mind raced I felt him staring at me. I couldn't tell if he really wanted it or was waiting for me to agree so he could punch me. He wasn't stereotypically gay. He also had limited experiences with girls, was athletic and played sports and never seemed the least bit interested in guys. All characteristic of traits you wouldn't associate with someone as gay back then. As I was quickly contemplating the best answer, I got a flash of a memory from the previous summer. It was July 1995 and me and my friend were on the golf course. Pubes came up in conversation, which was weird for us. We were best friends but never discussed the changes to our bodies over the last few years. I made a crack about how I bet he didn't have pubes (I figured he must because it was summer between 8th and 8th grade but I wanted to see) and he couldn't resist a challenge. On the middle of the golf course, in the cart, he opened up the fly on his shorts, opened his underwear and showed me a few pubes. No dick, just pubes. Thinking back to that day I said what the hell and took him up on his bet. The game started. We went back and forth. No clear winner. As we got to the middle of the game I got hard out of nowhere. We weren't talking about anything. Just joking with each other and playing a competitive game. I don't know what excited me more, winning or losing. But for whatever reason there I was playing pool in my basement with my best friend at midnight, hard, working towards one of us blowing the other. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't exactly hide my erection. It wasn't popping out of the pee hole but you could clearly see I was aroused. A pool cue is thin so I couldn't hide behind it and I was taller than the table. I kind of kept my back to the table doing everything I could to will it to go down but it just wouldn't. Finally it was my turn so I had no choice but to turn around. He noticed right away and made a comment. "Looks big". I kind of froze and then just quickly responded "You'll see soon enough" and went my turn. After I went I told him I didn't know why but it happened and we just need to ignore it and move on. I noticed he kept looking down to get a sense of what it looked like which made me more excited. We didn't have another conversation about it again. As we got through the game it seemed like he was almost intentionally trying to lose. His style of play changed, almost like he was giving up. Was he hoping to suck my dick? Is this what he wanted all along and after getting a tease really wanted it? My mind was racing as we finished the game. Not only was I hoping he really wanted to suck my dick, we were competitive 15 year old boys and I wanted to win. The game ended. We both put down the cues on the table and kind of stood there. Neither of us knew what to do next. To break the ice I told him he really didn't have to suck my dick if he didn't want to. Clearly we were just joking with each other. I could see his mind processing what to do and then agreed we were just joking. He chickened out. I was disappointed because I really wanted it to happen but understood it was a big step. Not only were we both boys, me 14 he 15, but best friends and. I didn't want to risk any change to our friendship. We went back into the tv room where there was a large sectional. It was now nearly 1am and time to go to bed. We got ready for bed and took our opposite sides on the sofa, tv on. The sectional was a large gray L shaped sofa. I took one end, he took the other and the middle part of the L was empty, our feet close but not touching. As we were winding down I decided to push the envelope. I don't know what took over me but I looked at him and told him had he won, I would've sucked his dick if he wanted me to. He kind of looked at me, thought for a second and then asked if I wanted to. Before he could change his mind, and not trying to seem too eager, I said I would. He got up from his side of the sofa and went to the L of the sofa near my feet and asked me to get 2 bandanas. I wasn't sure what he was planning but I happened to have a red and blue bandanas in my room and quickly grabbed them. He told me that he would put one over his eyes and then I should put the other over my eyes. I didn't ask questions and did as I told. Once we were both blindfolded (I slid mine up a little so I could see) he told me he was ready. I got up and went on the floor near the middle of the L of the sofa. There he was, sitting up with his t-shirt still on and his pants and underwear pulled down. Fully hard. Clearly he was excited and wanted this. Before I did anything, I told him if I did it he would have to return the favor which he agreed. At that point we were both fully hard, excited and wanted our first blow jobs. Up until that point I had seen friends naked in the locker room or the other places but never hard. And never right in front of my face where I could smell him. He was smaller than me (which of course I was happy about) but a different color. His dick was darker in complexion than mine. He had fewer pubes than me and he wasn't as thick. I figured you only live once so I reached out and took it in my hand. He kind of jolted but didn't say anything. It was the first time anyone had touched his dick and he was excited. Immediately a little precum came out. I wasn't quite ready for that so I removed it with my fingers, got close and then put it in my mouth. I had always kind of dreamed of giving head rather than receiving so it was a lot to take in at that point. I didn't know what to do other than bob up and down and try to take as much of him as I could. He got into it, asked me to watch my teeth and then I went back to work. We never really discussed what would happen when he was ready. I did not want any cum in my mouth and I was getting ready to bring it up when he sternly yelled stop. I took him out of my mouth continued to hold it and asked why he wanted me to stop. His entire demeanor hand changed. He took my hand off his dick, pulled up his pants, jumped over me and went back to his corner. Literally out of nowhere. When he got back to his corner of the sofa he curled up in the fetal position and kind of rocked back and forth. It was clear he was nervous and having second thoughts. Not sure what to make of the situation and obviously dealing with the internal struggle of how wrong it is to have a boy suck your dick. He enjoyed it and wanted more but was clearly struggling. After a few minutes I felt it was time to cut the air with my knife and told him it was time for him to do me. He kind of stared at me and sat in silence. I told him it was only fair since we both agreed, he wouldn't have to finish but a deal is a deal. At that point I was still hard and pulled down my pants to show him. He wanted to see it before and I know he wanted to know what I looked like. After staring for what felt like forever he told me he was going to bed and if I came near him he would punch me. I pulled my pants back up, curled into a ball and fell asleep. I wasn't thrilled with how the night ended but was happy to have sucked my first dick. In the morning my fears came true. He got up first thing, called his mom and had her come pick him up. He didn't say a word to me. Not even goodbye. I was so confused. Everything we did was because he initiated. He suggested the loser suck the winner's dick. I won and told him he didn't have to but would suck his if he wanted. He agreed and came up with the plan. He agreed he would return the favor. Then he freaked out and went home. I understood. It was a lot to handle. So much to process but why be a dick about it. Normally we always spoke on the phone nearly everyday. He didn't call me on Sunday and I didn't call him after he left. Monday morning he ignored me at school. Tuesday he ignored me. Wednesday he ignored me. He ignored me for 3 full weeks. Not a single word. Wouldn't even acknowledge my existence which made it strange in our friend group. No one asked any questions and I hoped he never said anything to anyone. I doubted he would because it would out him but it was a strange time. 3.5 weeks later on a Thursday night he called. I answered in the basement so no one could hear my side of the conversation. What happened next is for another story. Was it a 1 time experiment? Did he out me and tell everyone? Did we continue hooking up for years in secret? Lots to unpack. We'll see the reactions and that will help determine if I tell what happened next. Thanks for listening. Super strange to relive this many years later but as I mentioned, its been on my mind a lot lately.