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No matter how cute they are, no matter how much some gay guy might try to seduce me or whatever it is 'they' do...NO SEX! I don't need to make this any worse than it already is by giving in. Second...DON'T start looking at guys! I'm going to just completely stop fantasizing and staring and gawking at the pretty boys in this little suburban town. NO creating little scenarios with my mind anymore. Not ever! I can do that. Just...don't look. And if I do look, make it quick, and then forget about it. Rule number three...NO FAG ANTICS!!! NO limp wrists, NO wish washy walk, NO high voice, NO lisp, NO high heel pumps or leather pants!!! Not now, not ever! I swear I'll put a bullet in my head the very FIRST time I hear myself use the terms "Child", "Girlfriend", or "Toodles"! I'll be monitoring myself CLOSELY for any tell tale signs. No need for me to come out of this looking and acting like a prissy little bitch. And fourth...the most important rule of them all. No one...I mean NO ONE, will EVER find out that I am gay! I will never ever ever tell another living soul, and that's that. Not my friends, not my parents, not even God himself! If it's judgement day, and I'm at the pearly gates, and St. sven board bbs photo Peter asks me to admit I'm gay or burn in hell forever...then pack me some marshmallows and a pair of shorts! 'Cause I'm going south! No one knows, not now, not ever. I crawled out of bed slowly that morning, looking at myself in the mirror and praying big bobbs thumbs that I'd be ok. But I wasn't. I didn't 'look' gay, or 'act' gay. But somehow...I had a feeling that anyone could figure it out if they thought about it long enough. There had to be a tell-tale sign or two inside of me. Once they found it, they'd be happy to spread it to everyone else, and then gladly use their fists to beat it out of me. I began bbs teenager to cry yet again. They'll know. Maybe they know already. 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"Okay, now everyone, I want you to get together in two's with the person sitting next to you..." Our teacher said. Here we go again. I swear, I was tempted to make up a whole new life for every class. Maybe I'll tell this kid that I'm a pirate or something, and I used to swallow swords in the circus before little pretty nude bbs coming to this class and altering my destiny. This is so retarded. I turned my desk around to see the kid I was paired with. He was a nice looking guy, but he looked a ukrainian nude bbs samples little younger than me. He had the kind of face that basically screamed 'I look EXACTLY my mother'. He had these slightly delicate features, big light brown eyes, and these bbs chillporn pic ruby colored pouty lips that looked like they might have covered a shiny kiddy pics bbs set of braces at one time. His hair was a curly brown mass that seemed to keep this controlled chaos look to it. You know, messy without being messy, and yet still clean. I must admit, he had a friendly face and a cute smile. He might even make a good friend in the next few weeks. "Hi..." I mumbled under my breath. I didn't really take much initiative for small talk, I just began the proper shock bbs free pictures procedure of taking out my notebook and a pen and got ready for the same asinine questions they always ask. young models top bbs "Hey." He replied nervously, not saying much else. I didn't look up again, but he had a cute voice too. Nothing really special, just extremely pleasant. It was just a bit hazy, and still at this seductive teenaged pitch. Oh wait...did I say seductive? I meant...um...interesting. "I hate these things. At least I got out of it in gym." He said after a few seconds of silence. "Yeah. Me too. Why do they force us to do this anyway? Are they afraid we're going to not know who to cheat off of when the first exam comes our way?" He seemed really surprised that I kids porno bbs was talking to him. He waited a second, and I could feel young nude girls bbs his eyes on me. Then he giggled a little and it sounded like he took a short sigh of relief. "Y-y-yeah...this public relations stuff sucks. But it's only for one day I suppose. I just dread doing it again next year." Then I felt him watching for my reaction all over again. Like he was expecting me to rob him for his lunch money or something. "Yeah." I replied, but still didn't look up from my notebook. The teacher passed out the question sheet and we started right in on it. "Okay...name?" I asked him, and very professionally I might add. "Drew. And you?" "Ethan. Do you live in town?" What kind of question is that? "No actually. I kinda live on the outskirts. I take the bus home everyday. Same question..." "Yeah. Actually I ride my bike bbs image jailbait back and forth every day. I'm only like ten minutes away." "That's gotta be cool. You can go home whenever you want then, huh?" He asked. "I wish! It's not quite that easy. My mom works nights, so she doesn't leave the house until about 2 in the afternoon and since we get out at 3:30...there's really no point to sneaking home then." "Ahhh...bummer. Okay, next question. What do you want to study when you graduate?" He asked, pen ready to write. "Um...actually, I'd kinda like to study film. I love movies, I can't get enough of them, even the bad ones." "Oh cool! Me too! I would love to be able to produce or direct my own stuff. I couldn't do any worse than some of these Hollywood types these days." "Oh man...I know what you mean! Did you see that movie 'A Fool In Love'? Was that TERRIBLE or what? It looked so cool from the previews." "YEAH!!! Oh man! What were they thinking???" He laughed, and we both had to fight hard to stay focused on the sheet without drifting off into our own conversations here and there. And that's pretty much how the rest of the fifteen minute interview went, with us basically chatting it up and writing down whatever facts the paper asked us for. As I got a little more comfortable with talking to him, I began to make eye contact a bit more young girls bbs pedo often. You know, he really was a cutie. I top erotic bbs tried hard not to stare, but he just had this cheerful aura about him that bbs illegal child sex kept my attention magnetized to him the whole time. And he had the cutest laugh, like when you're tickling a small child. Oh, and his eyes were so expressive. They basically accompanied every word he said with a gesture of their own, it was very cute. And why am I thinking of the word 'cute' so much all of the sudden. Okay, so enough of that. He was fun and friendly and that was it. He did have a cute voice though. Or did I already say that. STOP THAT! C'mon Ethan, get a grip! We only had a few more minutes left, and then it was gonna be time for us to read it all out loud. And that's when it came down to the very last question. "So, last one, what is something that not many people know about you?" Drew said, a wicked smile on his face like I had a dead body in the trunk of my mom's car or something. "Hehehehe! Um...well...I like to do chalk drawings at home. It's sort of a hobby of mine. I've got them hanging up all over the house, I love 'em. It kinda soothes me in a way, you know?" "Really? Sweet!" Drew was so amazed by everything I said. He just took a real interest in things, and it made me feel...I don't know...'important'. "I wish I could draw. I've been trying to teach myself forever and I just can't get it right." "Nah, it's not so hard when you think about it. Say, if you want, maybe you could come over and see my stuff sometime." "Um...wow...ok. That'd be awesome." He looked grateful somehow. Maybe this kid would be a good buddy to have after all. And...sigh...ok...to hell with the 'rules' for a second. I've gotta say this. He was CUTE, damn CUTE! Okay, force field back up. "Ok, now...your turn. What little secrets have you got to tell me?" "Promise you won't laugh?" bbs thums "Hehehehe! No." I said with a grin. And he returned the smile and told me anyway. "Ok...well, here goes. I know this sounds naturist beach bbs pics really cheesy, but I used to have the BIGGEST crush on Taylor Hanson. God...I was sooo sad, I wrote him like every week, and I bought all kinds of merchandise and teen mags and the whole nine yards! One time I even..." "Come on dude! We've only got a few minutes, I'm serious, we've gotta bbs lollita porn video get this thing finished." I said giggling. "....I AM serious! I still have the stuff at home." He said, still smiling and beginning to blush a little. I laughed a little bit more, but as I looked closer into his eyes, I saw a strange reflection in them. His happy smile began to fade slightly, and it was then that I knew he was telling me the truth. I think it was a moment of realization there for the both of us. There was a long pause as I tried desperately to keep my mouth from falling open. "What? What's wrong?" He asked. WHAT'S WRONG??? "So...wait...so you're...you're..." I stuttered for the right words, but they all seemed so offensive, so dirty to me. I didn't want to hurt his feelings or anything. But still, the fact that he was...'you know'...and just teensex bbs came right out and TOLD me was a bit...odd to say the least. "Oh..." Drew said, his smile suddenly disappearing and his eyes looking down towards his desk. Suddenly, all that life inside of him, that jubilant carefree energy that bounced around inside of him, had vanished. And mpegs bbs it was replaced with a fake grin. "...you didn't...you didn't know. That's why children model bbs you were so...um...look, I'm sorry." He said. "You're...you're...uh..." I couldn't seem to get the words out. "Um...yeah. I'm gay." He had said it in a voice that was just above a whisper, but for some reason it sounded so loud to me. Like a sonic boom, shouted across the classroom, and I looked around to see if anyone heard him say it to me. ".......oh..." "I thought everybody knew about me by now." He said, still looking down, and now tiny young bbs nervously twirling his pencil around his fingers. "Well....evidently not everybody." I said. I suddenly sat back in my chair, not knowing exactly how to move forward. How was I supposed to react to something like that? Do I say thank you? Or hug him like they do on TV? Or say 'I'm sorry'? Or just say 'oh' and sit here trying to forget he ever said it? "Um...ok...so...do you want that to be your answer...or maybe something...else?" I saw Drew's face change and it seemed as if he had been through this before. He became a bit apologetic and just returned to being 'professional' about the question sheet. "Um...look, I'm sorry. We can change it to something else if you want. I didn't mean to rattle you or anything. Ok?" I know I should be feeling ecstatic that there was someone else who was going through this little ordeal with me in his life, but I wasn't. If anything, I was terrified. "No...really...it's ok." I said. I looked down at my notebook and didn't dare raise my eyes to meet his. Everything got weird all of the sudden, and this tension filled the space between us. Why was this so scary? If anything, I should be even MORE intrigued. But all I could think about was the fact that this cute kid likes other boys, and everybody knew about it. If they know about him, they'll know about ME. And I can't have that. "No...it's NOT ok. I can tell. Look, when you read it out loud, just tell them I build models or something. K? Besides, most of them know already anyway. And if they didn't, word will get to them by the end of the day. So just forget it, ok? Forget about it." "Models? Ok...I'll pedo girls nude bbs put that down." And I did. Like the hypocrite that I fat kiddy bbs am, I sat there and attempted to concentrate, making HIM feel like the outcast when I knew damn well that I was bbs naked models in the same position. Before I could say another word, Drew had packed up his notebook and stuff and turned his desk back around to face forward, never once looking me in the eye again. I hurt his feelings, I know I did. I didn't mean to, honestly. I just...I'm not...whatever. small tgp bbs Fine. No big loss. I took my sheet, and I read it to the class, in the litle girls 12yo bbs exact same way as we had agreed. 'He builds models'...the words seemed to shame him much guestbook bbs bd more than the gay thing did. He never looked at me once throughout the whole presentation, and I felt like shit for it. I deserved it. I just didn't understand. How could he be the way he is, biancas bbs and just....'accept' it? I mean, he had to know that he was...that there was something...wrong about it all. I looked over at him, and I saw him sitting in that room full of people...all alone. While everyone else whispered and giggled and child bbs dark enjoyed finding a new friend or two, Drew was sitting there with his arms folded, eyes pointed down to the desk, waiting for another miserable school day to be over. When the bell rang, Drew quickly collected his stuff and headed for the door. I wasn't far behind him, and he seemed to be going in the direction of my next class. So I walked behind him for a bit, not making any contact, but watching him subtly. I studied him a bit, and I think I could see traces of 'gayness' in him when I looked hard enough. Drew had those cutsie little features and that soft curly hair. His body just looked warm and flexible, soft and meek in a way. Like he would melt in your arms if you elweb bbs sun touched him. He had this not quite feminine, but not quite masculine walk too, and his voice was like a little boy's voice. He wasn't flaming, but now that he told me, he was definitely gay acting. Or maybe it was all in my head, who knows? I reached my class and Drew kept walking down the hall. I stood at the door to watch him a bit, wondering if I should go apologize for what I did. But I saw some kids point and laugh at him as he walked by, one of them shaking their ass lewdly in his direction. It was so cruel, so unprovoked, and I felt bad for him. But he just kept walking forward, obviously immune to the teasing by now. Desensitized to their laughter. He never flinched, he just....kept walking. And as soon as he rounded the corner, I went inside. All those insensitive assholes out there...and I was one of them. In Drew's mind, I was no better than the rest. I could at least try to say I'm bbs neuken sorry. If nothing else, it might help to make his day a little easier to take. I spent the rest of the day and night thinking about Drew. About how his smile had been swept away by my reaction. And that painful, 'oh...you didn't know...' that he lol bbs teen sex gave me when I didn't say anything. God...he must have felt so awful. I'm a jerk. I'll say I'm sorry tomorrow. The next morning came, and I was nervous as hell going into biology class. I wasn't sure if I was relieved or worried that Drew wasn't there at the beginning of class. Then, fifteen minutes later he walked in late. One of the guys in the back of the class whistled child sex bbs cp at him like he would a pretty lady or something. And while Drew looked so well defended against things like that walking away from me, I could see his face this time. And he was trying hard to pretend it wasn't happening. I wondered if maybe it was like that for him every time. If the sting was just as painful now as it was the first time. He sat down next to me, and didn't make eye contact at all. I froze up, not sure of what to say to him. Did he hate me? Would apologizing even do me any good? I wrestled with that for the rest of the class period, and when the bell rang this time, I was ready. I packed my things up early and headed quickly for the door so I could catch him when he bolted out of the room. "Drew...dude..hold on a sec. Please?" I said. He looked over his shoulder and slowed down a bit, but he didn't stop. "What do you want?" He said. He was very deadpan, almost emotionless, his eyes now a dull color when compared to the lola bbs kdz shiny ones I had seen before. "I....listen...I bbs rompl really wanted to say I was sorry about yesterday. Ok?" russian bbs teens "Don't do me any favors." "I know it was a shitty thing to do and I'm sorry. I mean it." kids porn bbs russian He never stopped walking. "Fine. apology accepted. See you tomorrow." But he didn't mean it, he didn't even care. "Look, girls bbs free I said I was sorry, ok? What do you want from me? I didn't mean to react littles and kids bbs like that." "It's ok Ethan...everyone reacts like that. EVERYONE. For a second I got lost in the idea that maybe there was one person in this whole fucking place who didn't care. But I was wrong. It's MY fault for being stupid. I should know how things work by now." He was getting upset, and I could hear the hurt in his voice. I grabbed him by the arm lightly to stop him from walking away from me. pictures bbs teens "You're not stupid Drew. It caught me by surprise, sure, but it's not like I'm going to hate you for it. I'm not gonna just..." But before I could say another word, one of the guys from the football team shouted out 'hey loverboy' and laughed with his friends as they walked passed us. One of them even purposely bumped into him, knocking his frail body forward a step or two easily. I was starting to reach him before that happened, I could almost see it in his eyes. But once their reality had come crashing down on him again, the only thing I saw in his eyes were the beginnings of tears. "Don't do this to yourself, Ethan. You don't want to go through even a fraction of the teasing that I do in this place." He said, his bottom lip quivering ever so slightly as he held back from crying in front of me. "Drew..." "No...don't worry about me. I'm used to it. I'll be fine. Just...go. A few minutes I'll be all shits and giggles again." He said. He raised his head a bit to keep a stray tear from falling, and then he pushed his backpack strap further up on his slim shoulders. "I'll see ya tomorrow. And...um.........thanks...ok? Really." The thank you had almost been enveloped in a sob, but he kept up appearances and even faked a decent smile as he turned to walk away. It took hours for me to try to get that sorrowful image out of my mind. Even longer for me to get rid of one of my own. Honestly, what had Drew done to hurt anybody? I came home and jumped in the shower, id my nightly routine of hiding from my parents,and went to bed early. I'm sure they had to know something was up. I mean I just wasn't the secluded type of kid. But if they did know, they didn't say anything. Which is good, I suppose. I really didn't have the guts to explain it to them. I doubt I ever would. When I woke up the next morning, there was a slight trace of Drew on my mind. It was almost as if I could feel him in the room with me. Did I dream about him? If I did, I couldn't remember it. But I laid in bed anyway, constantly hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock, but never going back to sleep. I just thought about finding a way to make Drew smile again. It was such a boyish, innocent smile. I longed to see it again, and I couldn't understand why. I went back to school and Drew was not only on time, but he had actually beaten me to class for a change. I walked over and sat down. Even though he didn't say anything, I plumper bbs could tell he was hopeful. There was just something in he way he indulged in that 'twirl the pencil' habit that gave away his thoughts. I guess he was waiting for me to back up my claims that I was sorry the day before, so I didn't see a reason not to. "Hey..." I said quietly. "....Um....hi....Ethan." He whispered. I couldn't tell if he was ashamed for almost crying in front of me yesterday, or just shy, or nervous, or what. But when I looked over at him and smiled, he blushed instantly. It was too cute for words. He sensed that things might be ok, and he smiled back...a genuine, beautiful smile, and it made me feel wonderful inside. Maybe a bit TOO wonderful. I felt this strange ls magazine dark bbs quiver in the pit of my stomach, and realized that maybe I was smiling a bit too wide for someone who's supposed to be in 'hiding'. I straightened up a little and looked forward, but I could tell Drew was still grinning. If only to himself. We didn't say much to each other that class period, and afterwards we actually walked to my next class together. We only engaged in a little small talk, but it was still kinda cool. Sometimes he would wrinkle his cute little nose in the most beautiful way, and his voice was so intoxicating that I kept asking him questions just so I could hear it again. His shoulders were small and slim, and his bag seemed to be perpetually falling off to the side, but he kept pushing it back up every now and again. His softened features were easy on the eyes, and he just looked like someone you might have known in a past life. He had that kind of presence when you talked to him. And, I must admit, his neck looked absolutely delicious. Slender and smooth. He always wore these wide necked shirts that showed just a bit of his collar bone and shoulders too. Allowing my imagination wander to thoughts of seeing him shirtless and smiling in my direction. But it was when I got to my classroom and we had to split ways, that I felt the shame come back to me. Whenever someone pointed at him, or stared, or giggled behind his back...I felt it. It was like they were making fun of me too...and that feeling of self hate doubled over inside. When I left school that day, I happened to see Drew running for a bus as fast as he could, but one of those macho insecure assholes saw him coming and tripped him. He fell forward, trying to catch himself before he hit the ground, but there was nothing he could do. His backpack slipped from his shoulder, his books went flying in front of him, lol sex bbs and he fell face first onto the school lawn. He came down on his knee pretty hard, and he didn't even dare get up to mutter a single word to the guys laughing out loud behind him. He looked up just in time to see the bus take off and leave him behind. He looked a bit sad, but being the little soldier that he was, he didn't dare let them see him cry. He just got up to his knees, and began slowly picking up his books. He never even looked back to see who it was. I guess in the end it didn't matter, as far as he was concerned, they were ALL laughing...so who cared. I felt so bad watching him put on a strong face and slowly recollecting his things as the wind blew his papers very young and bbs just slightly out of his reach. I walked over to help him out, and I don't even think he noticed me at first. He was too busy blocking out the rest of the world. No doubt to save at least SOME of his sanity. I got all the papers he couldn't angel bbs 14yo reach, and handed it to him. "Here you go bud." Then he looked up at me, his big brown eyes shining with a grin of their own, and he smiled weakly as he wiped a dirt smudge from his adorable face. "Um.....thanks..." He whispered. I offered him a hand to help him up, but he refused lo bbs it. "I-i-it's ok. I'm fine. I got it. Thanks." He dropped another book, but reached down to snatch it up before I could grab it for him. "I told you...I got it." It was like he didn't want my help at all. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine." ls bbs girls fotos He shot back as quickly as I asked him. He stood up and continued to brush the dirt and grass off of his clothes. "You missed your bus." pedo ranchi bbs "There'll be another one in about 20 minutes. It's no big deal." "No big deal? Those guys were total DICKS to you!" I said, wondering how he can just dismiss the fact that it was THEIR fault. "I'm used to it. I'm a big boy Ethan. They bbs sun toplist haven't defeated me yet." He smiled. "They had their laugh, I'm still alive, and now they're gone. See? Like I said, no big deal." I couldn't believe this!!! "DREW.....dude...." But he cut me off. "What am I supposed to do? I CAN'T fight them bbs ls bd all, Ethan. If I show them that it bothers me, then they win. If I shout at them pretty bbs top and call them jerks, then they get mad, beat the living shit out of me, and they win. If I start crying and whining about it, then they get the satisfaction of making a total sissy out of me to further prove their sick point. They win. Do you know what I mean?" "NO! I don't know what you mean! They do this to you because you let them." "Don't sweat it dude. Seriously...I'm...I'm ok. Really. Just...back off...alright?" His eyes looked down to the ground and he slipped the strap of his bag back over his thin shoulders, and began to finish his journey to the bus stop. He didn't say goodbye, or even look back at me as he walked away, limping a bit from his fall. It was heartbreaking watching illegal bbs list him try to bravely walk the whole thing off so no one would notice he was in pain. He stood at the bus stop sign, leaning against it, his back to me, and I just stared at him. The wind blew his soft curls gently and he brushed his hands through it tenderly. Finally, I couldn't bbs teen tgp take anymore. I walked over to join him by the sign, and without 18qt video clips bbs saying a word, without making eye contact of any kind, I just sat down on he ground, jp bbs lingerie crossed my legs, and waited with him. I don't know what was going through his mind, but I could see him glance over at me from time to time. We waited the whole twenty minutes without saying another word, but no matter how uncomfortable it felt, I refused to leave. After what seemed like an eternity, we both saw the bus coming around toplist pretten bbs the corner. Drew picked his backpack up off the ground and then moved forward a step or two to the curb. But before the bus got there, he turned to me and offered me a hand to help me up. forum bbs board sandra I took it and got back on my feet. He was lol bbs zeps guide just a little bit shorter than me, but we could still almost see eye to eye. "Ethan...you know...you didn't...you didn't have to..." But I cut him off this time. "Yes. Yes I did." And lo bbs young when I saw that, his eyes welled up with tears. Not a single one of them dropped, but he couldn't hide the fact that they were there. He choked back a quiet sob and shaved bbs started to move in so he could give me a hug when he stopped himself. Then he just adjusted the backpack on his shoulder and said, "Um...Thank you, Ethan. 'Sniff'...really...thank you." amateur wives bbs And that's when the bus pulled up and opened it's doors. He smiled at me so sweetly, with so much gratitude, that I couldn't help but be a little choked up myself. I playfully tapped him on the shoulder and told him he had a bus to catch. He looked back at me again and asked, "Um...see....you...tomorrow...maybe?" "You better believe you'll see me tomorrow." I grinned. "'Sniff'....heh....cool." And with that, he got on the bus and took off. I walked my bike home instead of riding it this time, just enjoying red lolas bbs a few slow breaths of fresh air. Not just outside, but inside too. Out of all the friends I had acquired in my academic career, I don't remember doing anything like that for a single one of them. I don't even remember a serious conversation. I don't know what it was, but I actually 'felt' something when Drew was around. My other friends were great, and I liked to have them vombats bbs porn around, but Drew was different somehow. I NEEDED him. I NEEDED him to be there, to be happy, to be free. And if he wasn't, then I was willing kids photo bbs to do all I could to make sure that he soon would be. I thought about him all the way home, and I actually felt...GOOD about myself. What was I getting myself into? I knew he was gay, and 'out', and a magnet for vlad bbs trouble as far as the other kids were concerned. But I was willing to bend the rules in his case a bit. Just as a friend...of course. I mean, he's cute and funny and all, sure. But I have 'rules' to abide by. Anyway, it's not like that. I'm just being a big brother to the kid, that's all. And he doesn't like me like that anyway. And even if he did, I couldn't tell him. Not ever. bbs model nonude I've seen what the kids do to him. They'd CRUCIFY a well known pretty boy like me. I'll just take it easy for now, help him out when I can, and maybe I'll make a good friend out of all this. My other friends, my parents, my family...they never have to know who I'm hanging out with or why. Hell, even I don't know why. But he's kinda cool, and kinda cute...um...more on the cool side though. Right? Me, and another guy...yuck! It's an interesting thought though. Very interesting indeed. I went inside of my house, and actually had the guts to eat dinner with my parents again. I think that if I can hold out on the 'normal' side of life for long enough, I'll be okay. I can believe that...right? To Be Continued... That's the first chapter of the new series! I hope you guys really liked it! Comments, questions, and criticisms welcome at Comicalitywebtv.net or drop by the website at http://www.ghouldrool.com/comicality/ (And please don't forget to sign the guestbook!) Thanks a lot, and look for more stuff soon! :)
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