This is a true story about friendship and coming of age. The names were changed. These events took place in the early 1970's. I do welcome constructive comments, this is a true story of a friendship that has evolved over 40 years. This is also a tribute and a memorial to my friend who passed away a few months ago. I am not a professional writer. This is not the typical gay suck and fuck story that seems to permeate this site and others. Both Dale and I grew up and eventually married woman and had heterosexual sex. But I am getting ahead of myself, so let me move onto part II.
After our night together I did not see Dale for about two weeks, as my family took a vacation to see family in the south, at a family reunion. I really did enjoy that reunion as it would turn out to be the last one we would take as a family. I did miss Dale and called him from my aunt's home. We talked for quite awhile about cars and girls, the usual shit. Dale asked me when I would be back home, I told him about a week and a half. He told me, he missed me terribly, I told him I missed him also, but was looking forward to working on the train setup with him when I got back home. My aunt asked why I was on the phone so long to a friend and was it my girlfriend. I set her straight and told her it was to a new friend I had made in our new neighborhood. She prodded further as to the girl's name, I almost told her to mind her own damn business, but instead to keep the family peace, I said my friends name is Dale and walked away. I found out years later my aunt Bea asked my mom about Dale and asked if I was queer or what. My mom told her to mind her own business and stay the hell out of everyone else's business. Everyone has a busy-body aunt in their family.
The next morning after returning from the family reunion, I went over to Dale's house and ate breakfast with him and his siblings.
After helping clean up the breakfast dishes, we grabbed our swimming trunks/towels and biked over to the YMCA. As luck would have it, today was “free swim day”. A little history on this; At one time the YMCA only allowed males access, females were not allowed, as such nude swimming was allowed at certain times of the week, this was known as FREE SWIM DAY, it had nothing to do with money. Dale explained this concept to me, as I was quite naive. He asked me if I minded and I said no I did not mind and I would be interested in trying it out. We went inside, got lockers assigned to us, we stripped naked in the changing room, walked or ran to the showers and washed up before getting into the pool. There were very few people at the time of day when we went to the Y and as such we had the facilities pretty much to ourselves. The showers were basically a large tiled room with about a dozen shower heads and handles. We turned on the all the shower heads and steamed up the place good. We could not see each other very well through all that steam.
As I was washing myself, I felt Dale rubbing his dick in the crack of my ass. I asked him what was he trying to do and he replied, “ Does this feel good?”, Yes I replied. There was this wonderful sensation especially at this spot at the bottom of my anus, that just sent shock waves of pleasure through my whole body as he rubbed the head of his dick on it. I think he seen my response to it and focused his efforts in that area. He asked me if it was ok to push his cock into my asshole, I told him, to go slow because I heard my sister tell her girlfriend it hurt like hell for her the first time she got butt fucked. The neat thing about Dale was he was sensitive about not wanting to hurt me and agreed to stop if it really was hurting me. Dale grabbed a soap bar and lathered his stiff cock up. He then asked me if I was ready and I told him I was. He slowly pushed his head into my virgin asshole, I let out a OWWW!!. He stopped, I told him it was really hurting me. He said, “Mike its in!” The pain subsided and I could feel the fulness of his cock and the pressure being exerted on my tight asshole. We just stood there for a few minutes. Dale then said,” I going to move it in slowly and out slowly, ok? I agreed and he slowly moved his cock in and out of my tight,throbbing asshole. The pleasure over rode the pain. The underside of his cock was rubbing that pleasure point at the base of my anus. I could not believe the pleasure I was receiving from this act. I was in heaven and I came for the first time in my life, and I had my best friend to thank for it. My dick was hard as a rock and I shot my first cum all over the tile wall. Dale whispered in my ear that he was going to cum any second. He let out a loud AAHHHHHHHH and I felt him filling my ass up with his cum. He slowly pulled his dick out of my ass. There was blood all over his cock, balls and pubis. I freaked when I turned around and seen the mess. I was scared I was going to bleed to death. There was no question that my ass was going to be sore for at least a week or more. We thoroughly washed that shower area down. I was worried someone was going to walk in on us, but luckily, the Y was pretty dead as far as having patrons at that time of the day. Part of me did not care though if we did get caught. After about a half hour my ass stopped bleeding. I told Dale that we should probably not do that again, at least for a good long while. He agreed. I seen he was really down about hurting me, but I reassured him we were still friends and that we agreed to do this together. I also told him, we could still experiment with other ideas. I then reached over and grabbed him by his now ultra clean dick and said,” Last one in the pool can kiss the winners weener.” I got up and sort of ran and limped to the edge of the pool and rolled in. He ran and dove over me into the pool. He swam over to me and dove under water and not only kissed my dick, he sucked it feverishly. I felt a hardon coming on, but also my ass was throbbing as my dick was getting hard. I reached down and pulled Dale to the surface and told him maybe we need to wait, I was getting a boner, but my ass was starting to throb also. He agreed to stop. We swam in this giant pool all to ourselves and we pretty much stayed in the water up to dinner time then we got out, got dressed and road our bikes home. I road my bike slower than he did his, as my ass was hurting something fierce. That was the last time we ever experimented with anal sex. The next day my mom seen I was in distress, took me to the doctor, he examined my sore ass. He said I had a bad case of hemorrhoids and gave me suppositories and a cream to take the inflammation out. The doctor asked me to stay back for a minute as my mom was walking out of the office. The doctor asked me was it worth the pain I was enduring for what ever it was I stuck up my ass? I told the doctor it was on a dare and it was stupid to say the least. The doctor asked me was it for a good friend? I said yes it was for my best friend. And I turned and walked slowly out of his office.