When my best friend Tim and I were younger, for a period of about a year or so, we had an agreement between us which has been kept a secret to this day. The agreement was that we were to pleasure each other sexually, without anal sex, romance, kissing or cuddling. It was strictly to be for the purpose of providing each other with sexual release and that nobody was to be told about it.

As you can imagine, to me at least, this was a very strange proposition coming from my best friend. I mean, I can’t entirely speak for him, but I definitely never have had any physical attraction or desire to be with any man, especially with my best friend. He was the one who proposed the idea and at first, it made me feel pretty awkward. However, I went along with it because it was a sort of ‘No Strings Attached’ thing. I mean, he makes me cum and I make him cum and nothing more. It sounded like a good idea at the time, even though I really cringed at the thought of even touching any man in a sexual way.

I can’t speak for him personally, but I never really considered him to be at all gay or bisexual either. He was always (And still seems to be) a ladies man. Then again, you never really know. Considering the environment we were in at the time, it was very difficult (Almost impossible) to whisk a woman away and get some action from them (We were much younger back then).

I would never have even entertained the idea if one of my other male friends had proposed the same or similar ideas. I suppose, I felt comfortable with and trusted Timmy. After all he was indeed my best closest friend and we had been through a lot together over the years. Also, to be honest, as much as I hated the idea of pleasuring him in that way, I enjoyed it when he pleasured me and sometimes even looked forward to it. I suppose any guy with a raging libido would feel the same and I often wonder how many other men have similar stories.

At first, it only started with gentle body rubs. We would lay down on our backs in our boxers and work our way from the shoulders down. Sometimes we used oil, removing the other’s boxers as we made our way down to the feet. Once the boxers were removed we would massage each other’s ass and in between each other’s legs from behind. Then we’d roll over and make our way down to each other’s cocks. Once we got to each other’s cocks, we’d gently give each other a hand job. Sometimes we jerked each other off until we came and we tried to make sure not to even come close to handling each other’s cum once that happened.

I never really paid attention to Timmy’s body before this. I just don’t like guys. Even though we must have seen each other naked a thousand times over the years in changing rooms, public showers etc..it always felt awkward for me to be naked in the presence of other guys and I’d always sort of look away. When all this started, I noticed his cock was a little thinner than mine. It was about the same size (About 7 inches) but it had less girth around the head. Other than that it looked normal I supposed and it felt surreal to me to actually ‘Handle’ it in a sexual manner.

Our ‘Rub Down’ sessions eventually graduated to blow jobs and frotting. The first time he went down on me (Without actually warning me), I felt his tongue slide up and down my shaft before he fully engulfed me with his mouth. I remember just wanting to immediately explode, but I held off for only a little while longer. The feeling was intense because it was the first time ever, anyone other than myself, handled my cock in a sexual way. When I came, I gave him a fair warning and he immediately took it out of his mouth and let my man juice pour out down my cock and onto my abdomen.

I hesitated slightly when I put his cock in my mouth. He took a little longer to cum than I did. Actually a LOT longer. He had me working that cock like a porn star until about 10 minutes later, when it slowly began to spurt out dribbles of cum nearly touching my hand. Unlike me, he gave me no warning before he came and I almost took a load in my mouth!

As time went on, for almost a year, we got each other off in this way whenever we had the chance. For me, it was because there were no women to do these kind of things with and because he was my best friend it was convenient. One time, when I came, it was still in his mouth and he actually made sure that my cock was cum free by the time he finished. Me personally, I find that disgusting. The closest I came to handling his cum was when I felt him tense up in my mouth. I immediately took it out and his jizz dribbled down my hand. Yuck! It felt warm and slimy. Thank god I never took his load in my mouth.

We tried 69 a few times. The problem with that was when one was on top of the other it usually resulted being near each other’s asshole and that was gross so we modified it to laying side by side in opposite directions. The problem with that was that it felt awkward because we were different heights.

Then we tried ,what is called ‘Frotting’ where one of us lays on our back, the other person gets on top, drops his cock on the other’s and rubs the shafts together. This actually felt good when there was enough lubrication but it became troublesome when one or both of us came. As you could imagine, the other’s (Or both) cum would be left all over each other’s crotches to make for a gooey mess.

He tried to talk me into some anal play but I was dead set against it. First of all, I don’t want anything, especially a cock up my ass, I especially didn’t want cum there either! The very thought of sticking my cock up some dudes ass was just disturbingly way to gay for me. Honestly, I only enjoy giving anal now to women because it pleasures them and I only receive a minor feeling of pleasure from it (Mostly because of the way they react to it).

For about a year this went on until we both came out of the strict religious (Sexually oppressive) environment we were in and started getting pussy on a regular basis. We never really discussed our ‘Escapades’ after that and I never got the feeling of any awkwardness between us since then. We carried on as best friends for years after. We haven’t seen each other in years, but not because we had a falling out, it’s just that where life took us (In separate directions). He and I both married and divorced. He married twice, I’m still single (And on the prowl).

I have absolutely no desire to be with any man nor have I since Tim. I just am not attracted to men. Like I said, I received absolutely no pleasure (Physically or mentally) going down on him or doing what we did, even though I enjoyed it when he did me. Honestly however, if the two of us caught up one day and we decided to pick up where we left off and do that thing again, I might actually consider it as long as the conditions remained the same. Only because I trust him and no other reason except to ‘Get Off’.