Let me preface this by saying this is a true story about bi sexual discovery between two preteen boys. Me and my best friend. If you find this offensive do not read on.

This is a true experience I had with my best friend Phil. We were
living in Montreal at the time and it was early August. I had set up
a tent in my backyard and frequently slept out overnight. This
particular night Phil was sleeping over. I was 13 and he was 12. I
remember the night was extremely hot
and humid so we decided to lay on top of our sleeping bags. We had a
small light and played cards for a while and chatted about stuff
that was going on back then. Around midnight my mom came out and
said "lights out" so we turned off the light and tried to go to
sleep. It was dark in the tent but the moonlight was just bright
enough to show our silouettes. Like I said it was steamy hot that
night so I decided to take off my shorts and underwear. Phil could
hear me rustling around and asked what I was doing. When I told him I
was getting naked he decided to do the same. We both lay there on our
backs enjoying the feeling of being nude. I could see Phil's dick in
the shadow and was surprised to see how small he was. Smaller than
mine and much thinner. I'm sure he could see me. I was starting to
get a hard on ( I had been able to do that for sometime) thinking
about Phil's small cock. A short period of time went by before I felt
a hand on my leg. I pretended to be asleep. Phil very slowly and
gently worked his way up my thigh until his fingers touched my balls.
I couldn't believe the raging hard-on I was now getting. I moaned
slightly and Phil pulled his hand away. We lay there quietly for
another short while when I decided I'd try touching his dick. Slowly
I rolled on my side and gently let my hand fall on his leg. He didn't
move. I worked my way up his leg just as he did to me. I finally
reached his almost hairless balls. I stopped and waited a long time
until I was sure I could go on. I raised my hand slightly and slowly
cupped his sack. It was warm and silky smooth. I gently juggled his
testies between my fingers when I suddenly felt his hand on my balls.
I stopped instantly but Phil kept on. He whispered for me to continue
because it felt so good. I cupped his balls again and whispered back
that I really liked the way he was holding mine. Then he moved his
hand up and tentatively touched my dick. He asked why it was so hot
and hard. It was then that I realized he had never had a hard-on. I
told him my cock gets hard when I think of sexy things. He asked me
what I was thinking about and I told him I was wondering what it
would be like to play with his cock. He said why don't we play with
each others. At that point I moved my hand and made a fist around his
dick. His skinny dick was warm to the touch but he didn't get hard. I
remember thinking how limp and supple it felt and he was uncut just
like me. We sat up with our legs wide open and wrapped around each
other allowing each of us to have easy access. Phil was amazed at my
erection and played with it with both hands. I asked him to go easy
because my head was very sensitive so he changed his grip and held me
closer to the base. He rolled my foreskin back and forth and played
me like a new toy. I was just as amazed with his cock. Although he
didn't get a hard-on it was still fun to tug on his little boy meat.
I started to feel something in my groin and suddenly this feeling of
pure ecstacy overcame me and I moaned a bit. Phil pulled his hand
away thinking he had hurt me. He said something came out of my cock
and was all over his hand. Now I had cum a couple of times before so
I reassured him it was ok. I continued to tug at Phil's dick but it
wouldn't get hard. I had trouble rolling his skin back and forth but
it was fun trying. Since Phil couldn't get a hard-on and I could he
felt disappointed so I asked if he would let me taste him. He thought
I was crazy but I insisted that would even things up between us. He
finally agreed so I asked him to lay down on his back again and I
positioned myself so that my head was over his cock and my cock was
near his head almost in a 69 position. I could barely see his small
fleshy tool. I grabbed it in my hand and held it up. My nose was
inches from his tip. I could smell the faint odor of pee on it. I
just looked and held it for what seemed like hours then finally I
opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out and licked the end of his
foreskin. It tasted salty but not too terribly bad. I slowly lowered
my head down and took a little bit of it in my mouth. I could not
believe the texture of his meat. I loved the feel of his warm cock in
my mouth. Slowly I started sucking like a vacuum on his soft shaft.
I actually think he was getting his first erection. I sucked him with
all my might. Then I felt him trying to get my leg over his head. I
lifted up and he slid under me. My cock pointed straight down at him
with my second hard-on of the night. He rolled my skin back and forth
several times then stuck his tongue out and licked me. I nearly
jumped out of my skin. He asked if it hurt and I told him no but my
head was too sensitive and if he wanted to suck me he would have to
pull my foreskin over my glands. The next thing I new he was slurping
away on me. His mouth was so hot and wet and his tongue action was
incredible. I went back to sucking on him and the two of us carried
on in the greatest 69 session I ever had. Once again I could feel my
groin tingling and this time I shot in his mouth. It must have been a
dry run because he didn't say anything. I continued sucking on him
for a few more minutes but had to stop because his mouth was getting
to painful on my head. I rolled off him and turned around to face
him. He asked me if I came again and I said yes. He said he thought I
had. I asked him how he knew and he said I got stiffer and jerked a
few times. I asked how it felt and he said it was like sucking on a
popsicle. I will never forget that comment. It so aptly described
what it was like sucking him off. We had many more experiences and it
wasn't long before he could get hard-ons and spill his seed too. The
next few years we were very close. We each had flings with other guys
but nothing ever compared to how free we felt with each other.
Unfortunately that all changed in our mid to late teens when we
discovered girls. Now we live hours apart but to this day whenever we
meet we hug each other tightly in a knowing way.