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breathing heavily while I try to
    catch my own breath.
    I drop down on my knees, greedily finding Grayson’s lips to kiss, tasting my own
    cock and sperm on his tongue. It tastes weird, but I can’t stop touching him. He pulls me
    down on top of him, his back landing hard on the cold floor. We claw off each other’s
    clothes, and then I revel in the feel of my skin on his, my hands roaming – just touching
    wherever they can. On their own accord, my hips hump against him, my cock already on its
    way to resurrection.
    I suck, lick, and nibble on his sweet neck. He moans from underneath me, his small
    hands sliding over my shoulders and into my hair. His calves graze my thighs as he wraps

    them around my body. That’s when my cock makes its way to his hole, I push against it. It
    makes his moans deeper, needier, so I push again. I grab my shaft to guide it, holding his
    shoulder for leverage as I try to push it inside.
    “Ow,” Grayson whimpers, his nails digging into my back. “Wait, it won’t go in like
    that.”
    I barely register his protests and push again, the tip of my cock buried well on its way
    in.
    Grayson cries out and pushes against my chest.
    Dazed and horny beyond reason, I raise myself up to see his constricted eyebrows and
    teeth biting down on his full lower lip.
    What the fuck am I doing?
    He sucks air through parted lips as I pull out and get off him.
    What the fuck was I doing?
    He lifts himself up on his elbows, looking at me with those big blue eyes, his dick
    thickening, feet splayed to either side.
    “Hey, if you don’t have lube just use a lot of spit, okay? And a condom.”
    I drop down on my naked ass against the wall and cover my face. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
    What felt so right only seconds ago now feels so, so wrong. That’s proof enough that I’m not
    gay, right? I was just curious. I mean, the guy practically forced himself on me, and my body
    reacted like a body would to naked skin.
    But why did he feel so good? Why did touching him feel so right? Shit, I know why...
    It’s because I’m...
    “Coby?” he says, voice small and unsure.
    I inhale deeply before I lower my trembling hands. My voice sounds only half as
    defeated as I feel on the inside.
    “Why have you been stalking me?”
    He tears his gaze from mine, grazing his lower lip, biting down on it before he
    answers without looking at me.
    “Because I ... like you. I just didn’t think you were –”
    “ – like you?” I finish for him. I can’t handle the G word right now. I know I’ve been
    running away from it, but it’s always lurking in the back of my mind. It’s been that way for
    years.
    His big blue eyes scan my bare feet, up my shin, down to my crotch, and then very
    slowly up my torso before meeting my gaze.

    “Yeah. Like me.”
    Fuck. Why does he have to look so...
    I draw in a deep breath and hold it for a second before exhaling slowly.
    “I’m not, okay? I’m not like you.”
    I can’t meet the quizzical look he gives me, so I grab my jeans and get up off the
    floor. The shirt gets to stay because there’s a long streak of white on it, right next to three
    other long squirts on the floor.
    I’m not like him. I can’t be. I have friends and family who wouldn’t understand. I
    could never stand proudly and tell people I’m...like that .
    He claws for his jeans as well, dressing one thin leg after the other with trembling
    fingers, lifting his hips up to get it over his small ass.
    Oh God, that ass... I nearly... What would it have felt like?
    “Please go,” I whisper, interrupting my own disturbing thoughts and mental images.
    He doesn’t look me in the face. Instead, he focuses on a spot on the floor, clutching
    his red sweater to his chest.
    “I’m not like you, okay?” I hear myself repeat, my voice almost pleading. “I mean,
    I’m not...I’m not...I’m not like you .”
    He slowly pulls on his socks and sneakers, as if buying time before speaking.
    “But, you were so into it...