This is a true story, as of a few years ago, when I was a young kid discovering myself sexually, I had a special relationship with a young friend.
When I was very young, I found myself interested in all genders. I’ve been raised to believe that homosexuality is wrong in my household, but I beg to differ. I may be pansexual, but my attention was always on the boys when I felt horny. I was always interested in other kids’ private parts when I was young, specifically boys my age. During my kindergarten year of elementary school, I would peek under the boys’ bathroom stall to get a good look at the other boys’ beautiful cocks. My first erections came from looking at those small, succulent little dicks. I would feel funny looking at them, but in a good way. I was never caught in the act somehow, and I remember being so turned on watching the boys from my class unload their piss into the toilet. It was my dirty secret, which I never told anyone, until I made one of my first friends in school.
Flash forward a few years into the first grade, and I was still curious about private parts, and a young friend that I had made that year had a similar interest. To keep him anonymous, we’ll call him “Chris”. The day when we shared our curiosity for private parts while talking alone on the playground swings, we decided to have a little fun. We were both excited by the thought of naughty things, so Chris and I both snuck into the boys’ bathroom during recess, and we started our little experiment in the widest stall. We quietly slipped off our pants, both of them being kids’ athletic gear as my school had no dress code at the time, and we got right into business. We were scared to be caught by a classmate or an adult, so we had to be fast. Chris was backed against the wall, and I slowly pressed onto him, feeling our crotches in our underpants rub together. I could feel his hot breath against my face as I could feel his dick begin to harden. I continued to rub my hardening cock against his for about a minute, as we began to get increasingly hornier. I couldn’t wait any longer, and I slipped off his underpants, and felt his hot, veiny, throbbing little cock in my hands. I played around with the head, and rubbed his sheath a little. I also made sure to gently caress his growing balls, fondling them softly with my hands. He pulled down my underpants eventually, and softly, and hesitantly, touched my hard cock. I don’t remember much of what either of us said from this event, mostly because neither of us said anything, but I remember that Chris whispered this while unveiling my cock: “Oh, wow, your privates is so big, it feels good to touch!” I loved every second of his hand touching my hard cock and balls, his gentle touch was so arousing. His beautifully bulging dick was still hardening up while I was touching him too. I was too young to know how to properly jerk off a cock, or suck one, or anything, but I was beginning to know how to touch one. We were running out of time for our slutty game, and neither of us were old enough to be capable of having a proper orgasm, so we wrapped things up by pissing together in the toilet. We were both grabbing each other’s hard cock while we unloaded our bladders, it felt amazing to touch it while it was pissing without letup. We put on our underpants and our shorts, and we amazingly snuck out without being spotted by anyone, it was as if we never left, and we both got into class on time. Throughout the rest of my first grade year, Chris and I had our secret routine where once every week we would sneak off on a different day and play with each other’s little cocks without anyone knowing or noticing. Each time was the same as the last however, and nothing really changed about it. We didn’t know anything about sex or how to make another person feel good, we just liked the idea of being naughty little gays together.
Things didn’t escalate between us until my second grade year of elementary school, when Chris unfortunately left my school, but we remained friends, and both of our oblivious mothers became friends as we innocently hung out more together over my first grade year. Even though I no longer saw him often, the playdates I had with him later in my elementary years were VERY interesting.
Part 2 of my story is coming soon!