Note: all characters are at least 18 years old....
My name is Andy and I grew up in a small town in North Carolina. My parents are emigrants from East Europe and most of my friends were Hispanics. I was a high school athlete - white skin, light hair and great body. I was an attractive guy, so I didn't have problems with girls. I had my first time with Nancy Anders, who was one year older than me at the time. We did it at the birthday party of one of my friends, in his parents' room and this made me really popular in school. After that I started dating with Hope, who was a nice and beautiful girl. We were spending really good time together, sex was good too, but that was not what I wanted.
I have always been attracted to guys. When I was alone at home, I was watching tons of gay porn and it was exciting me a lot. I was obsessed with watching hot twinks being fucked by big dicks. I also enjoyed gang bangs and that was one of my biggest dreams. I also had fantasies about all my friends, especially for my best friend Vinnie. He was tall, with long dark hair and a beautiful smile. I definitely had a crush on him, but I was scared to tell him that I like boys. He had a girlfriend; her name was Paola. As we were close friends, we were talking a lot about our relationships with Hope and Paola, and I knew for sure that he was in love with her. The problem was that I was in love with him, although I knew he was hundred percent straight. But I couldn't take him out of my mind, and I was rubbing my dick every night, imagining what we could do together if he was like me.
Well, Vinnie wasn't the only guy I had a crush on. I also dreamed for Mike, Pedro, Alex, Diego, The Bowen Brothers -- Danny and Ethan, David, Emmanuel, Larry, Isaac... They were all so handsome and I dreamed of getting fucked by all of them. However, I was scared to come out. Also, I knew that they were all straight and I didn't have any chance. However, I had fantasies about each of them. For example, Alex, who by the way was still virgin. He was Mexican and his real name was Alejandro, but he preferred to be called Alex.
He was one of the most handsome jocks I have ever seen. With his dark skin, black hair and blue eyes... He had a beautiful body, perfect abs, great legs. However, he didn't have my luck with the girls, although he was obsessed with sex. But maybe that was his problem. Maybe that was what was scaring the girls. Because he was talking about sex all the time. He was asking me questions about my sex life with Hope almost everyday. And those conversations were feeding my imagination. One of my hottest fantasies was horny Alex talking with me about sex. Then I ask him if he wants me to suck his cock and he says "yes". Then I suck him and he fucks me.
Anyway, it was all in my imagination, until one afternoon, during the summer break, we were playing basketball together in his backyard. Only the two of us. Alex was shirtless and wet. So sexy! And than... he started with the questions again.
"How is it going with Hope?"
"We're fine," I said. "She is going on a vacation to Virginia Beach with her parents tomorrow. They will stay there for two weeks."
"That's bad."
"Why?"
"She will leave you alone here. Two weeks without sex. I don't know what you are going to do."
I started to laugh, "You're crazy, dude!"
"You're fucking her every day, right?"
I could feel I was getting hard, "No... Yes... I don't know. I don't count them."
"I wish I had a girl like Hope. I don't know what is happening with me. I feel like I will stay virgin forever," he sounded so desperate.
"You will not," I put my hand on his shoulder. "You will find the perfect girl soon."
"I'm not that sure." He looked at me with his big blue eyes, "Can I ask you a question?"
My heartbeat became really fast. My fantasy was becoming a reality.
"Sure," I said.
"Am I ugly?"
"What?" I started to laugh again, "No! Are you crazy?"
"Maybe I'm not that attractive..."
"You're awesome, papi!"
"You think so?"
"Yeah. You're perfect. If I was a girl, I would take care of your cock, trust me."
"Really, man?" Alex said with laugh.
"Yeah!" I could feel my boner in my pants.
"Well... too bad that you're not a girl," he laughed again.
"Yes, too bad," I laughed too.
"But still," he continued, "I'm so fucking horny."
It was just like in my dreams. I had to act now. That was my chance.
"We can handle that," I said and I started to massage his shoulders. He didn't protest. He didn't push me back. Was that a success?
"How?" he looked me in the eyes again. "I'm so tired of jerking off."
"I'm not talking about that." I went close to him, "I can suck your cock, if you want."
"What?" Alex was confused, "Are you kidding me?"
"No. I'm horny too..." I was so close to him. I could feel his breath.
"Are you gay?" he asked me and pushed me back.
"I don't know." I started to panic. I wasn't sure what he was thinking. I couldn't read his reaction. It wasn't like in my fantasies. "I mean... I'm not sure. I haven't tried. But I want to. You will like it, I promise," and I grabbed his package.
"Don't touch me, dude!" he pushed my hand. "I'm not a faggot!"
"But you said that you're horny," I was confused and scared.
"Horny doesn't mean gay, carajo! Get away from me!", he pushed me back again.
I was about to cry, "I'm sorry. I thought..."
"Leave!" he was so angry.
"What?" I couldn't believe what I just did. "Alex, please, I didn't mean to..."
"Vete, maricon!" He was serious. And furious. I fucked up everything.
"Okay. I'm leaving," I cred, "but please, don't tell anybody."
"Leave!" He was mad. There was nothing I could do. I screwed up everything. So I just left.
I went back home, but I couldn't stay in my room. I felt so bad. I was nervous. My heart was destroyed. And I was scared. Scared of everything. What if Alex tells my friends that I'm gay? What if my parents understand? What about Hope? I was so embarrassed. What will happen with my life? I decided to text Vinnie.
"Want to go out?"
"I'm with Paola. Come at home." He replayed quickly.
"Okay"
I quickly left my house and went to see him. I knew that he was with Paola, but I didn't want to be alone at that moment. And I started thinking what to do. I was in panic. Should I tell them that I'm gay? I didn't want Alex to tell them first. What should I do? What?
I knocked on the door. Vinnie was the one who opened.
"Hey, what's up" he said. "I was about to call you, but you texted me first. Come in."
We entered in the kitchen. Paola was there... with Alex! He was already there. He was first. Did he already tell them? What should I do now?
"Hey, Andy," Paola smiled at me and came to hug me. She never hugs me. Why does she hug me? I got really scared. She knows!
"We need to talk," Vinnie said.
I was shaking, "About what?"
"What do you mean with "about what", faggot," Alex was still angry.
"Alex, stop!" Paola said and took my hand. For the first time I started to like her. But her support wasn't helping me now. I was about to pass out.
"Is that true?" Vinnie asked me.
I tried to stay calm, "I don't know what you're talking about, bro."
"Faggot!" Alex screamed.
"Shut up, bro!" Vinnie yelled to Alex. Then he grabbed my head and looked me in the eyes. "Is that true? Are you fucking gay?"
"No," I pushed him back, "I don't know what he told you, but I'm not gay, okay?"
"Liar!" Alex grabbed my t-shirt and was about to punch me in the face when Paola stayed between us.