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Camping Out
The summer after I turned 12, I had my first bi experience. He was the boy that lived next door and was 2 years older than me. He had an older brother and a sister who was the same age as me. We were both off of school for the summer and were bored and looking for things to do. It was very hot and humid and neither of our homes had air conditioning. So, it was decided that the two of us could camp out in a tent in the backyard. As it certainly would be cooler than sleeping inside. We had sleeping bags, basically as padding between us and the ground, and a flashlight. We had been out there for an hour or so, when my mother came out to check on us. She told us to stop talking and go to sleep, and that she would see us in the morning.
Soon after she left, and lights were off in both of our houses, my buddy suggested that we take off our shorts and t-shirts as it would be somewhat cooler. As we were lying there naked, he commented on the size of my cock. Apparently, I had started to mature early. I already had some pubic hair and my cock had gotten a lot thicker. He asked me if I ever jerked off. To say that I was naive at that point would be an understatement. I was clueless. I had rubbed my cock, because it felt good, but had never ejaculated. I had come close a few times, but stopped, because I didn't understand what was happening. He told me that his older brother had showed him what to do and asked if I wanted to watch. He laid back on his sleeping bag and proceeded to stroke himself. I watched as he became fully erect. He looked over at my cock and commented that I must be enjoying what I was watching. Without realizing it, I had gotten hard. He told me to stroke myself so that he could watch. I clumsily played with my cock as he watched. After a couple more minutes, his breathing changed, and I watched as he came. That was the first time I had seen anyone, male or female, orgasm. We laid there for a few minutes, and fell asleep. No, I didn't cum that night.
When his mother came to check on us early the next morning. She found both of us naked. But never said anything about it. I found out in subsequent years that she was a lot more open minded than my mother. A story for another day.
A week or so later, he and I were hanging out in the basement of his house, when his mother told us that she was going grocery shopping and would be gone for at least an hour. After she left, he asked me if I wanted to get naked again. I said yes. We stood in front of each other and stroked our cocks to a full erection. After a few minutes, he reached out, push my hand away, and began to stroke my cock. It felt really good having someone else touching me. My legs got a little wobbly, so we laid down on the floor. As he continued to stroke me, he asked if I wanted to touch him too. I was so aroused I quickly moved to where I could stroke him too. I do remember that he had a lot of precum and how slick it felt on his cock and on my hand. It was notable because I didn't have much precum in those days. Within minutes, the feeling of him stroking my cock, as I stroked his, was just too much. And I ejaculated. As I did, I could feel him cumming in my hand as well.
As I reflect back on the experience, there was no feeling of having done anything wrong or shameful. Just a natural and enjoyable learning experience with someone I trusted. We never repeated the experience. Although, I have no explanation as to why. I guess it was because we started back to school right after that and were too busy with other activities. I've wondered at times if we would have experimented further if we had.