been like if I’d met you in high school.”
“Where in the name of holy gay hell did that come from?”
“I don’t know,” he said with a sexy grin. “It just popped into my head.”
“You’re an odd one, Mr. Price.” I acted scared, even though I thought it was kind of sweet. “Well, you probably never would’ve met me in high school, even if we had gone to the same school.”
“Oh, I see.” He gave me a smirk. “You were just so popular and much too snotty to have ever associated with the likes of me, huh?”
I rubbed his chest with the back of my finger. “You wouldn’t have looked at me twice. I was an invisi-kid, like a ghost, with only a yearbook picture to prove I’d actually been there.”
“That sounds kinda sad. Are you telling me you had no friends in high school?”
“Not really,” I said as he locked eyes with me. “There were a couple of people I talked to, but we didn’t hang out outside of school.”
“I don’t understand. Why?”
“It was totally me. I shut everyone out. It was a fear thing. I don’t think I consciously knew it at the time, but being gay was really what kept me from allowing anyone to get close.”
“So the fear of being ostracized made you ostracize yourself?”
“Yeah.” I watched his face, waiting to see the “you’re so pathetic” look. When he didn’t say anything, I continued. “I guess, at least, it was my decision as opposed to someone else making it for me. I mean, there was one guy that was obviously gay, and I saw how he was treated, which wasn’t pretty by any means. I don’t know, I suppose I thought it would just be easier to blend into the walls. I wish I could say I was the gay avenger, running around high school kicking hetero ass, but such isn’t the case.”
“Well, if I had been in your school, I would’ve noticed you. I would’ve been like, Hey…look at that hottie sitting over there in the corner. Damn, I’d love to suck his dick.”
“Oh my God.” I burst out in shocked laughter.
“You would’ve let me too,” he added, arching one eyebrow.
“Oh yeah, you know it, baby.”
“You would.” He poked me playfully in the side. “You would’ve been like, Oh yeah…give it to me daddy!”
“You’re a dirty boy.” I swatted his hand away. “Is that what you were like in high school, running around sucking all the dick you could get your mouth on?”
He took my hand and placed it over his heart. “Yeah, pretty much. I was a horny little bastard.”
“Well, I’m glad I didn’t know you then.” I removed my hand and smacked him. “You probably would’ve broken my heart.”
“Nah.” Logan reached over, tickling me. “Once I got my mouth on your little sixteen-year-old cock,” he added, reaching down and grabbing at my crotch, “I would’ve been hooked. You would’ve strung me along, only giving it to me when it suited your diabolical purposes, and then after senior prom, you’d have dumped me and run off to college.”
“Hell.” I loved having his hands on my body. “I didn’t go to my senior prom.”
“What?”
“Nope, I met two gay guys my senior year when I worked at Kmart.”
“Wait…you worked at Kmart?” He laughed. “That’s it. I’m on the first plane outta here.”
“Fuck you, little Mr. Rich Boy. I wasn’t brought up with a silver spoon up my butt.”
“Shit.” He rolled onto his side, wide-eyed. “I hadn’t figured it out till now. That’s why I’m queer. They shoved the spoon in the wrong end…and I liked it a little too much.”
“Sick.” I shook my head and laughed. “I’m in love with a perv boy.”
“Sure, sure…pretend to be disgusted, shaking that finger in my face. Just remember, Mr. High-and-Mighty, I know what you like to do with that finger.” He laughed when my mouth fell open. “Okay, okay, blue light special boy, so what
“Where in the name of holy gay hell did that come from?”
“I don’t know,” he said with a sexy grin. “It just popped into my head.”
“You’re an odd one, Mr. Price.” I acted scared, even though I thought it was kind of sweet. “Well, you probably never would’ve met me in high school, even if we had gone to the same school.”
“Oh, I see.” He gave me a smirk. “You were just so popular and much too snotty to have ever associated with the likes of me, huh?”
I rubbed his chest with the back of my finger. “You wouldn’t have looked at me twice. I was an invisi-kid, like a ghost, with only a yearbook picture to prove I’d actually been there.”
“That sounds kinda sad. Are you telling me you had no friends in high school?”
“Not really,” I said as he locked eyes with me. “There were a couple of people I talked to, but we didn’t hang out outside of school.”
“I don’t understand. Why?”
“It was totally me. I shut everyone out. It was a fear thing. I don’t think I consciously knew it at the time, but being gay was really what kept me from allowing anyone to get close.”
“So the fear of being ostracized made you ostracize yourself?”
“Yeah.” I watched his face, waiting to see the “you’re so pathetic” look. When he didn’t say anything, I continued. “I guess, at least, it was my decision as opposed to someone else making it for me. I mean, there was one guy that was obviously gay, and I saw how he was treated, which wasn’t pretty by any means. I don’t know, I suppose I thought it would just be easier to blend into the walls. I wish I could say I was the gay avenger, running around high school kicking hetero ass, but such isn’t the case.”
“Well, if I had been in your school, I would’ve noticed you. I would’ve been like, Hey…look at that hottie sitting over there in the corner. Damn, I’d love to suck his dick.”
“Oh my God.” I burst out in shocked laughter.
“You would’ve let me too,” he added, arching one eyebrow.
“Oh yeah, you know it, baby.”
“You would.” He poked me playfully in the side. “You would’ve been like, Oh yeah…give it to me daddy!”
“You’re a dirty boy.” I swatted his hand away. “Is that what you were like in high school, running around sucking all the dick you could get your mouth on?”
He took my hand and placed it over his heart. “Yeah, pretty much. I was a horny little bastard.”
“Well, I’m glad I didn’t know you then.” I removed my hand and smacked him. “You probably would’ve broken my heart.”
“Nah.” Logan reached over, tickling me. “Once I got my mouth on your little sixteen-year-old cock,” he added, reaching down and grabbing at my crotch, “I would’ve been hooked. You would’ve strung me along, only giving it to me when it suited your diabolical purposes, and then after senior prom, you’d have dumped me and run off to college.”
“Hell.” I loved having his hands on my body. “I didn’t go to my senior prom.”
“What?”
“Nope, I met two gay guys my senior year when I worked at Kmart.”
“Wait…you worked at Kmart?” He laughed. “That’s it. I’m on the first plane outta here.”
“Fuck you, little Mr. Rich Boy. I wasn’t brought up with a silver spoon up my butt.”
“Shit.” He rolled onto his side, wide-eyed. “I hadn’t figured it out till now. That’s why I’m queer. They shoved the spoon in the wrong end…and I liked it a little too much.”
“Sick.” I shook my head and laughed. “I’m in love with a perv boy.”
“Sure, sure…pretend to be disgusted, shaking that finger in my face. Just remember, Mr. High-and-Mighty, I know what you like to do with that finger.” He laughed when my mouth fell open. “Okay, okay, blue light special boy, so what
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