Falling For Straight Boys

I was in my fourth quarter in school, and everything was going considerably ok, I had been through a couple sets of friends, had recently come out of the closet to my mother and family and I had a very "fuck the world" attitude. My name is Drew and I go to school in Ft. Lauderdale, one of the gay capitals of our great country LOL. I had no intention of ever falling for a straight guy, although you could say that it is the story of my life. Even when I realized that I was gay in my senior year of high school,

I had used my easiest outlet to explore my new sexuality, closeted as it was, and there was no better outlet than that of the coveted and controversial boy scouts. I used those exploratory hormonal camp outs' to "prey" on the needs of my fellow troop members. Yep, I gave good head. I remember a couple people in particular. There was Rusty, Noah, and Jeff. Rusty was my best friend in high school's boyfriend (HER name was Brooke). He used to sport a very ugly bowl cut that I in my cosmetologist stage rid him of and transformed him into a total hottie! Noah was my type all the way he was taller, younger, hotter, and a soccer player. So we had common interests. Yep we both loved balls! Soccer balls that is. LOL. Yeah I never had a passion for any other sports other that gymnastics and soccer.

Now Jeff wasn't hot by any means, he was cute but a little on the pudgy side, but boy did he have a huge dick! He hit puberty way before I did, I'd still like to think that at 19 I'm still going through puberty, my voice hasn't lowered yet and my balls aren't big as most peoples but all around I'm not a very big guy to begin with. I'm actually on the scrawny side. In Junior high I was a nerd I guess but I always had friends and I was very popular with the popular crowd labeled as "the smart kid." I grew into my looks in High School However, I didn't get any bigger I'm about 83lbs wet with my shoes on and full of water. Yep I'm really skinny, I'm not very tall however only about 5'3" or 5'4" so I'm not lanky, No I'm just cute little Drew.

And I am cute, I realized that one day as I was staring at myself in the mirror, I have very pretty dark brown eyes perfectly arched eyebrows with a very cute scar in the right one, (just like Holly Marie Combs) and a beautiful complexion. In a way I guess I'm glad that I've gone through puberty later than most because I've never really had a battle with acne, I have a very Afro-centric little button nose and perfectly full lips, much smaller that those of my older and younger brothers. I have to say that I have very feminine facial features, I guess that comes from sharing a womb with my twin sister Nevaeh, which is heaven spelled back wards, god rest her soul. She died before we were born, and I was the twin that survived. She never got a name, so I named her and Nevaeh seemed perfect because I always said that I'd see her in heaven someday.

But anyway back to my story, your reading this because you want to read about sex, so let's get to it. Anyway, I have a perfect complexion and I'm about two or three shades lighter than my brothers which is good cause they are really dark.I'm in no way light-skinned but I'm much lighter than them. Anyway I have extremely curly black hair, that I recently cut very short and no facial hair whatsoever, I'm a mix between a really cute little boy and a pretty young lady. But I have a bad ass attitude.

I guess that it is my strongest point as well as my weakest, it is the reason why I'm so popular now in college, because I don't give a fuck! But it does keep me from seeming approachable which is why I guess until you get to know me a lot of people don't approach me, I guess it's also the reason why a lot of people don't think or know that I'm gay until I tell them. I don't know why, I don't act straight. Now don't get me wrong, I'm in no way Queenie but I'm not the most masculine man that you'll meet by a long shot. Anyway, I've met a lot of people here, a lot of them gay a lot of them"straight" Which is what I will be talking about today. I've had a lot of sex since I became sexually active, to the number of 40 different people, in the past 3 years. Since I came to college I have received a label from some of my gay friends as easy, I don't agree, I simply think that I have a healthy sexual appetite, and I'm hungry, really hungry, a lot! Lot's of people ask me how I do it like my friend Darrell he calls me legendary. Like I told you I'm cute, and I'm subtle, I wait for my opening and then I take it which ever way that it comes. That's what I did in my most recent escapade which is the reason for this story.

A couple of months ago in my transition from one group of friends to another I met a guy, Let's just call him Dorian, Dorian Burns. Now Dorian, is cute, he is about 6' curly brown hair, and brown eyes and a perfect nose. He also has very small kissable lips. Very Kissable but we'll get to that. Anyway, I never thought that Dorian was really my type, oh who am I kidding, the ruggedly handsome, AF model is everyone's type. I guess I could say that while he was cute, I never found myself attracted to him. At least I think that's what I told myself to avoid making it awkward between us. After all how attractive is someone that bonds with you over "The Exorcist".So the month went on and Dorian pissed off my group of friends. Naturally, I comforted the one that he hurt, she later turned out to be a drama junkie, yeah a real soul sucking spider! and I understood perfectly why he would act the way he did. Over the next couple of weeks Dorian and I started to hang out a lot more. I realized that he was very funny in his own way and he was also very flirtatious, to wards me! The question of Dorian's sexuality has always been a sensitive subject for the entire dormitory in which we lived. He said that he was attracted to girls, that he loved girls, and things like he wanted a wife and kids, and all that great stuff. But he had been rumored to sleep with guys, not just any guys but one of my very cute openly gay, friends! Not to mention that his gestures and actions not to mention voice suggested that he was not hetero in the slightest, and he has more facial products than me! Now that's strange. So in my mind I just marked down that he had bi sexual tendencies. Until I got to know him better.

I soon learned that Dorian can drink like a fish and he likes to drink, a lot! He's the type that does strange things and forgets in the morning when he's drunk. But he also really speaks how he feels when he's drunk. I've learned a lot about how and what he thinks about himself when he was drunk. We have had many important conversations when we were both rather buzzed. We've talked about who he likes, who he wants to fuck, how he fucked up his little brothers life, everything. Over the past couple of weeks I had try as I might become attracted to my new best friend. I kept telling myself that it wasn't true, I was in a loving committed relationship of 4-1/2 years, this couldn't be happening not now! But it was. Dorian knew from the day that I met him that I was gay and that I was proud to be gay. I was in no way in the closet. Yet he had become increasingly comfortable with his display of sexual whatever the fuck it was. Pulling me into the bathroom with him to "discuss" situations with people in the next room when we were drunk and non relentlessly pulling out his dick to take a piss, with this look in his eyes, like he was wondering if I was going to look, like he was expecting me to look, like he wanted me to look. Needless to say I looked, not so much as an obvious gander, but as I was cooking and it was my room and I was in there first. So I casually glanced up and took a look over the top of my glasses and looked at the reflection in the mirror, only for a second but I looked. All I could tell was that he had a decent sized head. and that it was a lovely shade of pink. Other things like long lingering eye locks and playful flirtatious fighting that I never took seriously. Sure I took care of him when he was sick, he would have done the same for me. Sure we had kissed each other good night before, but that just meant that he was comfortable with his sexuality, whatever the fuck it was. I had discussed many times before with our other best friend Rizzo an openly gay lesbian at the tender age of 17 that I didn't have feelings for Dorian and that was because he wasn't at a place in his life mentally where I could be with him physically, or some bullshit like that. Anything to get the feelings out of my head, and.............

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