A true story

I have always been a nerd. Long before the term became acceptable.

And this happened many years ago (I am retired now).

One of my passions as a young man was photography Analog photography. Digital cameras were not in existence.

I was also very private about my personal life. I had a few friends, but none were allowed to get inside my protective barrier — my shields were up as it were constantly.

One day, one of my friends asked me to introduce him to the art of the darkroom. He wanted to learn how to print a picture. Using an enlarger. Photo paper. Chemicals in open trays. I so remember that aroma.

And I agreed. I had some prints that I needed to do for a school task, so this would be the perfect time for him to watch.

You need to know that I am tall. At the time I was 6’ 8” and weighed a whopping 175 soaking wet. He was 5’ 7” and 130. Maybe. And if you can visualize Michael J. Fox with a rounder face, that is him.

So we went into the darkroom and I was in the process of explaining what the various trays were for and demonstrating the action of the enlarger.

As I pressed the start button to expose the photo paper, I felt him move behind me. There was only subdued red (safe) light in the room. He gently touched my arm as I was working and then slid his other arm around my waist. He leaned into my back and rested the side of his face there.

Truthfully I was shocked and a bit confused, but at the same time I enjoyed the sensation greatly. I was amazed at how good this felt. So normal.

He then pressed forward slightly so that his chest was pressing against me. My friend was nicely proportioned. I had seen him in shorts and he had magnificent legs from his dance training. We were in band and theater together.

He gently said “I know that you are like me. I see the way you watch me.”

All I could do was nod in agreement and I placed my hand over his.

He took both hands, placed them on my hips, and slowly turned me around. He stood on tip toes and pulled my head down and planted a gentle, but very arousing kiss on my lips.

I immediately became rock hard. He could tell and pressed his crotch to me where I could feel that he was in the same state of arousal.

I had no idea that he was into guys, but this felt so good. So perfect. I lowered my hands to his tight butt and pulled him into me as the kiss continued. I sighed.

I have never shared any of this with anyone. If you want to know the rest of the story respond and I will finish.

And thank you for taking the time to read this long post!