Becoming The Strong Hearted
Introduction:
This about a 16 yer old boy finding himself as well as his finding out more about everyone around him
The bell rang and I set out on a war path to find Austin. I’ve been friends with him since we were in the 1st grade and our friendship has carried on all the way into Freshman year. I turned the hall into the empty wing of the school where I always met him. He wasn’t in the normal spot so I walked down to the classroom that was being redone. I peered inside by looking through the dirt covered glass. What I saw was absolutely disgusting. Austin hugging Gunnar, the school fag. Austin’s tall football player body, with short light brown hair, blue eyes and the personality who could get into anyone’s pants. And yet there he was arms wrapped around the waist of Gunnar, a short geeky guy, with medium brown hair, brown eyes, glasses and freckles. I sat there and watched as Austin’s hand traveled down to Gunnar’s ass. In my mind I was absolutely horrified that my best friend, someone who was practically my brother, wrapped in embrace with a guy.
My body on the other didn’t feel the same way. I felt my dick slowly getting hard and trying to press through my black skinny jeans and up against the wood door. Slowly my gaze turn to the reflection of myself. I saw my black hair that had they style of a buzz cut clinging to the top of my rounded head. My blue eyes that filled with confusions and anger. My puffy lips, and my slim yet fit body tensing up. I turn away and slammed my body back first into the wall. I looked down and my erection became even more apparent.
‘Was Austin gay” I asked myself
All the times we made fun of Gunnar and any other kid that dared to whisper to anyone that were gay. All the mean, hurtful, things that we’ve said. If Austin was gay how did I make feel with everything that I’ve said. Even if he was, did I really care? I mean we’ve survived everything from broken bones and injuries to our teen hearts being broken together. I wanted to know what Austin really felt and about who. Just as I started to calm down I remembered the times I’ve changed in front him, the times he’s changed in front me.
Was he looking at me? Did he enjoy what he saw? Did he imagine more between us? I quickly became angered more.
I then turned my attention back to the classroom, my eyes peered through the smut on the window and into the scene in the classroom. Austin was sitting on a desk looking upset and Gunnar was no where to be found. What had happened. My angered still flowed through my body and I struggled to keep my self calm. I started to walk back into the main part of the school. I slid my phone out from my pocket and scrolled to Austin name. I started to write a text to him,
“Austin What the fuck was that with Gunnar”, No that wasn’t right I backspaced the sentence until it was no longer there.
“Hey bro where r u”, That was better I clicked send and stood by the lockers at the front of the school.
My mind went to places I sometimes wish it didn’t. I thought about watching Austin’s hand sliding down to the ass of Gunnar. Out of no where I thought of Gunnar striping. What the hell was I thinking in straight not some queer fag. At that moment I felt my dick getting harder and harder. I than though of the idea of me and Austin together, sexually. Again, what was I thinking. Never in a million years would I think of myself as gay or Austin being gay. On top of that, Austin and I together, who the in the hell would think that. I wanted to be ok with it if Austin was gay but for some reason I couldn’t, or I wouldn’t. Internally I was ok with the idea but every time I thought of that, I became red with anger.
“Hey bitch I was talkin to Ashley and her fine self lol. Did ur ass leave on me again.” Austin’s text appeared on my screen.
” At the door. Get ur ass ovr here” I replied to him.
I walked outside and waited contemplated what I wanted to say to him.
“Hey man sorry you know how ass gets me every time.” Austin said as he came scurrying down the hallway.
“Yea you and your ass problem” We both chuckled.
“How was chem did you get to see your crush Amanda” Austin Said in a mocking voice.
“Naw she wasn’t there. I did see that kid Gunnar there, you know the a gay guy.”
Austin’s face winced with slight pain.
“Wow Eric, gay guy what happened to the brutal fag jokes”
“I don’t know just trying this fucking respect thing”
“Yea its a bitch” We both laughed at his joke.
For the next few minutes we bullshitted a little bit. We kept walking until we were a few minute from our houses. At that point I stopped him dead in his tracks.
“Austin are you hooking up with Gunnar” I asked in a nervous voice.
“Are you kidding me bro. Me with a fag”
“Bro I saw you with him in that classroom. Your hand on his ass”
“You saw nothing bro. I don’t know what your talking about”
His voice became very shaky.
“Just be honest please. I can at least say I respect Gunnar for being and open faggot”
“Listen Eric you know me. I mean you watched Britney give me a blowjob at her party just 2 months ago”
“Okay so what. Your bi. Just tell me man.”
“Tell you what that I’ve been there for Gunnar when he needed someone. Tell you that we almost hooked up. Tell you that he wants nothing more than to be with you!”
My hand balled up tightly into a fist. My faced turned red with anger.
“So you are gay” I shouted. He moved me forward and we continued to walk.
“Look Eric. I’m not gay. I just don’t care that Gunnar is. Or that he we almost hooked up. And come on Eric me and you blew each other just a year ago!”
” Don’t fucking say that. Were not gay”
My mind shot back to having Austin’s soft lips wrapped around my 5 inch cock. My uncut cock spurting cum into the back of his throat. Then me pushing him down and shoving my mouth down his cut dick.
I quickly snapped back into reality.
“Austin I’m sorry. I really want to be ok with everything.”
We stood outside his house just looking at each other. What was he thinking. What did happen in that moment that we shared a special moment with each other a year ago. I came out knowing that I like girls but maybe guys have fun too. Did Austin come out being gay because of me. Did I do this to him. Everything that has happened and now it boils down to I may have made him gay. I was set back knowing that the one person I care about most was Austin, and I couldn’t fix anything or understand anything. Was I in love with him? Was he in love with me?
“Just, I, I Don’t want to talk about this now. Maybe later.” Austin said in a low voice as he turned and went inside. I started walking back to my house.
I went home and acted like everything was normal until later that night. I laid in my bed in red checkered boxers and a t-shirt. My hand went down to my dick and it hardened in my hand. I started moving my hand up and down my cock, I felt the blood pumping into the head of my penis. My glands becoming sensitive as I thought of me and Austin. Then I thought of what Austin said. How Gunnar just wanted to “be with me”. Why did this turn me on so much? I started to move fast and my hips moved upwards into the air. My foreskin being manipulated, and a climax building. Images of Gunnar’s ass popped into my head. I started to move more and more, my speed increasing until finally cum spurted out of cock and land my hand, my dark brown pubes, the inside of my thighs, and my shirt. I scooped a drop of cum with my finger and moved it towards my mouth and wiped my cum on my tongue. The salty cum coated throat as I swallowed. I was stunned about what just happened that I snapped my boxers over my now limp dick. I didn’t bother to wipe up. I threw my head back onto the pillows and started to drift into a confusing land of dreams as my body took over and I fell to sleep.
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