Born Curious

When I was young going into a men's locker room different shapes sizes of penises excited me.  IT was the 1950s and there was no place to see other samples but in real life. I realized early on that playing with my penis felt very good. There was no understanding on my part about being gay or not. There were a few times that I got to see a girl naked which was exciting as well. The truth is the first time I saw a girl I thought her penis head broken off. I had never seen my mom and I would only have a brother and my dad so who knew?

When I was older my neighbor across the street was talking with me and my room and he asked me to compare penises. Since I was always fascinated with looking at them I was not going to miss this opportunity. We were home alone and took all of our clothes off. It was reassuring to me does he look like me, he was circumcised his balls were like mine and we are about the same size. He told me to lie down on my back and he proceeded to rub my thighs and then my balls and then they took hold of my penis and moved it like a joystick. He asked me how it felt and after I caught my breath I answered great. He lay down and told me to do him. This was the beginning of a two-year exploration of our bodies. We had plenty of time  to get together, get undressed and play with each other. He always took the lead but I always repeated what he did to me on him. We graduated from holding each other to licking to humping. We never sucked each other but we did lick the head of each other's cocks, lick each other's balls and even like each other's ass. Being young and clean it was never an issue.

Based on my initial experiences I would think that I was gay. I enjoyed mutual penis play, I enjoyed licking him, I enjoyed rubbing our cocks together. It's interesting to look back and reflection that we never kissed or hug each other it was purely focused on feeling good. We learned about the “tingles”. I was humping my pillow and got my first "tingle session".  I told him we needed to wet our penises and butt cheeks.  Then we would hump each other's butt cheeks after we got the tingles. We would find out later was it dry orgasm. One day we did that 4 times in a row before we collapsed.

Unfortunately he moved away and that ended my boy2boy playtime. It would not be for another three and a half years before I would touch another guy.

Based on that set of circumstances I believe that I was born curious and if I had the chance to play with girls like I did with Jimmy I would have enjoyed it as well.  My point is, behavior before your teens for some, this is not the deciding factor to your life.  Most boys who play with other boys do not become gay.  They might stay bisexual, even though they did not know what that was at the time.