Sean's Story: Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Sean's Story: Chapter 1

... of us. We were all pretty close having been in almost all of the same classes since preschool. And many of them ran track, swam, or played soccer. I read, played computer games, and studied for school. I’d seen what happened to people who didn’t do well academically in this town. They never left. Regardless of my interests the other guys loved me anyway. They explained the finer points of football to me and I helped them with their algebra homework. We accepted each other for our differing interests but I was never sure that they would accept me for being gay. The idea of coming out scared me. But we all must stop living in fear eventually. When I was 14 years-old I finally decided to come clean. I chose my friend Casey to come out to. He had lived across the street from me my entire life and was probably the closest of my friends. We were walking home after school one day in February when I blurted it out. “Casey?” “Yeah?” “I … I’m. I’m gay.” “Yeah?” “Yeah… I like guys.” “I know.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Casey stopped a second later. What was he saying? He knew I was gay before I told him? How could he know? What gave me away? Who else knew? FUCK! “I figured it out a while ago man.” “You did? Whe- Ho- Wuh? “How long have we been friends? I know you. I see the way you look at guys and girls. You look at guys the way that the rest of us look at girls.” I sighed and we started walking again. “Fuck, am I really that obvious?” “Well, I wouldn’t say that everybody knows but ...

... a couple of the guys have mentioned it.” I stopped again. In that moment I experienced sheer terror. They’d talked about me? My gayness had been a topic of conversation? FUCK! “What?!” “Yeah… I mean, it’s come up a couple times. We’ve noticed, you can’t blame us. But don’t worry about it. Nobody cares. We’ve known you forever. Besides, if anyone tried to give you shit I’d kick their ass. I got your back.” Casey grinned at me and punched me in the arm a little harder than I would have liked. I winced and grabbed where he punched me. That’s gonna leave a mark. “Pussy” he smirked. We started walking again. “So you really don’t care?” “You’re my friend.” Casey paused and then grabbed me by shoulder, stopping me. He made me face him and looked into my eyes. “It isn’t even a matter of caring. You’re practically my brother. You are who you are and I love you for it. Fuck anyone who cares.” I couldn’t help myself and broke out into a shit-eating grin. “Thanks.” Casey rubbed my shoulder and we resumed our walk home for the third time. We walked for a while in silence before Casey spoke again. “So, you ever fucked a guy?” “What? No!” “Oh.” Casey seemed oddly sad about that. “Have you ever fucked a girl?” “No.” “So we’re even.” We had a short laugh and walked the rest of the way to our houses. We talked shit for the rest of the walk but inside I felt like the world had been lifted from my shoulders. I was gay. I told someone. Casey knew I was gay. He KNEW I was gay and he didn’t care. ...