My name is Thomas, typical teen boy. I had a lot of friends, very popular with girls, but there was one problem. Yup you guess it; I don't like girls. No one know that either, besides me. Of course I always play it cool, make gay jokes and flirt with the girls. I even had to fuck one to make it look good. That was when I was 16 years old. Man it wasn't pleasant at all, but I just kept thinking I was fucking one of my friends, and that usually led to my favorite boy, Russell. He had a girlfriend, but like one of those kinda fat, ugly girls. I always thought he was gay. He was somewhat feminine. Strawberry blondish hair, tall def a little taller than me. I'm 6 ft tall and toned about 155. He was really skinny and toned. Probably weighed about 140 or less at 6 foot 1. We really didn't start off close. we had some mutually friends and we would all hang out as a group. At first I made fun of Russell, partly because I thought he was beautiful and party because i didn't want to be associated with someone who may have been gay. My Christian upbringing and all, well I could never come out in this world, at least not now. And the one kid who did come out during 9th grade, well he gets bullied but takes it well. I never bullied him, I thought about it and envied him for having the balls to come out. Stupid yes, but ballsy.
So back to me and Russ. He was a poor guy, no parents, they were both drug addicts and died. He lives with his grandmother. No money at all and they rented a small two bedroom apartment. This is in total contrast to me and most of my friends. We all were fairly well off, owned our homes and all had nice cars. Russ had to get driven around although his fat ugly girl normally picked him up. I def coolant imagine anything sexually going on there . So one day Russ needed to get somewhere and no one was around . He called me, shit I didn't even know he had my phone number. Well I'm not a total ass, so I told him I would come by after dinner somewhere around 8 pm. He did not say where he had to go and it was already 7 pm. I know where he lived, but didn't know his apartment number. He gave that to me and told me where to park. I called him and he said he was still getting ready and to just come in. His Grandmother was in bed and he told me where his room was. The place looked neat, but dated as fuck. Def an old person's house. The next few minutes would be the changing point in my life.
I walk in Russells room and he has like a desk and chair and he's sitting there fixing his hair and he's wearing just a towel. I walk in and he says how sorry he was to bother but had no one else to call. He was sorry he was running late but his Grandmother made him clean the kitchen and dishes. I told him no prob id wait for him as I didn't have anything else to do anyway . ( just a note, Russ was a year younger than me and didn't have a license ) He kinda of looked a little girlie, like a girl would look like sitting at a desk putting on make up. I guess I kept looking at him and I guess he saw me in the mirror but we did have conversation. I felt a little awkward being in his bedroom since it was the first time I was at his apartment. So what he says next surprises me. He asks me why people say he gay. I said well your kind of feminine and that beast of a butch girl friend doesn't help either . He looks at me and say he really doesn't like her, never even kissed her , but feels bad to break up with her. Then the next surprise. He asks, how come people don't say shit about you being gay? I mean what the fuck is this kid talking about. How could I be gays, I get girls, plays sports, act masculine. Then I'm thinking dam how the fuck does this kid know.
So my answer was what are you talking about, Im not gay. He says ya right thomas. You can act an say what ever you want but we both know your gay or at the least bi. Ill admit to you only that Im gay. Always have been . But at least I can admit it to myself and now to you. Ya know I got gaydar, you know what that is? My answer is no but of course i know. Well I see the way you look at me , I see the way you turn when I look back. You might not even know it but I watch when we walk by hot guys and you check them out. So say what ever you want, but I know and I don't care and I think your hot and ya I think I'm in love with you. I stand there with my mouth wide open. Not sure what to do, do I out myself to the kid during my senior year. He knows anyway he's not gonna tell anyone. If I'm gay I'm gay and I know I am so whats the difference? Plus Russ is sexy and hot, All these thoughts running though my mind. Russ gets up, still in his towel, approaches me and puts his lips on mine and starts making out. Dam I felt like I was in heaven . This was the real me the person I wa suppose to be and Russ was the boy I was suppose to be with. I still kinda froze, but then slowly started making out with him. It felt so good so right , then he stops. Im looking at him, he says its ok he knows how I feel we can't help who we are or what we like. Im thinking dam this kid is so strong. Im still at a loose for words. I could just punch him and leave , My head was spinning, the best kiss of my life , my dreams and fantasies coming true, but i wasn't sure if i had the balls to follow through. He looks at me and knows my dilemma . He touches my face and says I know whats going though your mind. I was the same way, still am, but thought I would take a chance with you . I know you like me to I see it in your eyes. I took his hand and held it across my face. I reach forward and kiss him, passionately making out, My fingers running though his hair. During all this, I never notice his towel dropped off. His dick is beautiful 6.5 inches cut and hard as hell. Im rubbing his back. We break the kiss, I had to talk I had to say something. He puts the towel back on. I start to tell him he's right, I am gay and Ive been in love with him since the day I saw him. I told him he has to be discreet and can't tell anyone, not even our friends yet. If I'm gonna be gay , then Id rather come out during college . He says the same stuff to me. He tells me it hurt him when people called him a fag because he knew it was true, but would never come out in our small town and be bullied even more. He told me he thought about me for so long and decided to take a chance with this fabricated story. I told him Im glad he did. I told him I wanted to be naked with him so he dropped the towel and and took off all my clothes.. He smelled so sweet since he had just showered. We started making out agin and our hands all over each other We went to his bed ( a single bed) and continued making out . He wanted to suck my dick and I wanted his. We went into a 69 position , my hands all over his ass too which was so sexy. I knew this wasn't gonna last much longer and told him that. He said the same and I so wanted to swallow his cum and it was just a few minutes before before we both exploded into each other mouths. It was the strongest orgasm I ever had. We turned to face each other, cum dripping out of our mouths and started to make out again. I text my mother and said I was staying at a friends house who was having some problems . We spent most of the night kissing touching sucking and talking. I asked him if he would be my secret boyfriend . He said yes .
More to come in ch 2