We had finished a neighborhood softball game and we stopped at Tom's house to talk, read comic books, and relax. After talking awhile I noticed Tom had a large erection. He was 18 years old and I was about 14 years old. For some reason I asked Tom if I could use the bathroom.
Tom suggested I go into the garage at the back of the yard...it had an earthen floor...I did and he followed...the other guys continued reading and talking etc.
I became hard while peeing in the corner and for some reason I turned around and Tom was jacking-off. He was very large but walked over to me and falling on his knees gave me my first blow job.He tried to ' corn hole' me but I would not let him.
A week later we met again at another friends house and on the way home we sneaked into an old abandoned orchard where we jacked-off together again. We left when the neighbor's dogs started barking.
Soon after I met him at his house and we jacked-off together again. Then I started calling him whenever my parents weren't at home and we would jack-off in the cellar. We had sex a couple times in his car and one time we drove to an old lover's lane and had sex.
We only had oral sex a couple of times, but every time I was with him I enjoyed the experience; he smelled sexual; and we both were always excited. We both enjoyed masturbating together.
He went into the military, but on several leaves he called me and we met for sex.
He returned home and married. I was in college now and when I came home for breaks and holidays, Tom would call me saying his wife was away etc and we would have sex together.
We never had anal sex even though we were naked on his bed...we just masturbated each other.
I still think of him and wonder If he still remembers me. I recall his wife was a 'Born Again' Christian so that must have caused him stress. I moved away after college and went to the big city for work and slowly became aware of the big city offerings for man to man sex. I was a late bloomer and was in my late 20's before I openly pursued man to man sex.
All this started in 1949 in a small rural town and yet I remember Tom and our secret times. And now at 68 I still enjoy masturbation for fantasy and sexual pleasure.