The day which brought us together, the close bond it created, and the downfall.

My friend and I were around 12 years old. One day, we were at the neighborhood pool alone. Lifeguard duty wasn't for another hour, and it was pretty early for people to start coming by. One day, my friend discovered the wonders of the pool jets. We knew they were there, but my friend was really caught up with one of them. I swum by to see if something was wrong, and that's when it hit him. I slipped underwater for a bit and eventually rose back up for a gasp of air. Before I could say anything, he grabbed me and positioned me in front of the jet. Feeling his body against mine as the jet hit my crotch, I began to understand what he was trying to show me. As soon as I realized, an orgasm hit me as well.

That was a day, I'll never forget. None of us ever talked about sexual stuff like this. It was all pretty new to me, but this opened up a can of worms for us. Sexual stuff became a major part of our friendship, and we eventually delved into a relationship halfway through high school. Sadly, I broke up with him a couple years ago when I learned he had been fooling around with a couple other guys. I lost my boyfriend, and I lost my best friend. I still haven't talked to him, and who knows what he's up to these days. I've just been going through life single since then, and I'd rather just depend on myself for the time being.