kijadeleon
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Um for starters. Hi. Im new and all but I need some guidance... since I can't seem to get it from my straight-yet-accepting friends.
back when I was in the 9th grade. I was practically having a hard time with bullies. I got picked on because I Was the quiet one. So I didn't really have a friend to talk to at school. they were just class mates. Until my landlord's son and I met for the first time. I totally liked him from the start. I thought he was perfect in every way!
He caught me spying on him as he was lifting weights in his back yard. I was painfully shy back then ( Im still a little shy . ) anyways he caught me looking at him once and the next thing I know he's inviting me to go downstairs with him I tried to say no, but Instead I said sure.
so for the following weeks we hanged out a lot. we played basketball, Frisbee I even lifted weights with him often. one of those days I went with him to the back yard he told me to do 12 bench presses. And as I Was about to start the 5th one he got a bit too close. I could feel the heat coming from his crotch. And as being as shy as I was and as infatuated by him... I pretty much pulled my hand away away from the bar and almost dropped it but he catched it. he just grinned at me while I blushed like a tomato.
Sometimes he'd bring up the mail my brother received, and I could tell he only did that so he could see me. how did I know? he would linger around me alot. sometimes out of the blue he'd bring me some food (which by the way was delicious!) I had never eaten Indian food but it was incredible!
as the weeks went by they turned into months, and my relationship with him just got stronger and stronger. I was definitely in love with him but as I started to realize it I got scared. Just like any other 14 or 15 year old would! (he was 16 at the time) So I eventually started to avoid him. But it didn't last long. we practically needed each other.
He'd come upstairs to play soul Calibur II with me, his favorite character was Link, I of course would whip him into shape with Ivy lol. Those days make me laugh lol
anyways, the day that really brought me to question HIS sexuality for a change.
I think it was a weekend. he came up to my apartment around 3pm which is usually vacant except for me. He came up with a bunch of envelopes, this time he lingered a whole lot more than he usually did. he asked me again if I was gay. I told him no. then he just sat down on the leather couch, and he just kept looking at me. then he asked me if I had any porn. I said no but I pretty much knew where my big brother kept his stash!
so I pulled out a DVD and popped into the PS2. we watched about 20 minutes in, he would comment about how the guy was doing it without a condom. so like a couple of minutess later I hear him call my name. I turn my head slowly to find him grinning, then the unmistakable happens he points down at his crotch which is tenting his khaki shorts. I turn beet red and just laugh and turn the TV off, take out the DVD and put it back where I found it. He gets up and heads for the door and Im snickering behind his back and I say, so you going to play with it? he smiles at me re-adjusts and says naw Im just going to do some chores mom wants me to do but maybe later.
I forgot to mention he would always portray that face of lust and passion really close to mine. but I'd get soo flustered that I'd back away and start giggling out of pure nervousness.
And as the months passed we were best of friends practically inseperable. that is until I woke up one day and developed the most foolish of thoughts in my life.
" I miss my daddy and my dog, mom can we go back?"
I had passed with flying colors my 9th grade...
I only had about 2 weeks left. I told him. He took it worse than I thought...
He wouldn't come out of his apartment for days and as it went by I was depressed... then the day I was leaving he comes out to say goodbye.
I'll never forget his face... he looked like he had been crying for such a long time...
It pained me so bad, that I didn't see his bright happy go lucky grin.
but I played strong I knew how to hide my emotions I always did.
I hugged him and said I'd miss him. he gave me his aol... but I was only able to get a computer 2 years after I left, and the internet connection came a year after the computer... so the email he gave me was void... it either doesnt exists... or I don't know... all I know is I miss him dearly... and I wish I could talk to him. It pains me when I think about him
anyways, I don't know... I think he was giving me signals... to take the initiative. but as I said I was painfully shy and I denied my own nature to myself but one thing I'll forever remember is that I loved him. I still do and he always made me feel safe, wanted, special. even if my world was turning to S*** he was always there...
so what do you guys think?
what was he doing with me?!
because I've run different scenarios.
a. he really liked me alot.
b. he was just being brotherly with me.
c. he as straight as an arrow and just wanted a very close friend...
I dont know... I never got to talk to him again. and after 5 years, I feel that scar...
that pain that keeps me up at night.
and I always wonder, what if I hadn't left? could anything had happened?
In my heart of hearts I think he could've been my first boyfriend.
he had invited me so many times for a sleepover
he had a fricken huge bed, and trust me I would've loved to sleep with him in his own bed. XD!!!
well that's all I can think of right now, I'll post more if I remember more.
back when I was in the 9th grade. I was practically having a hard time with bullies. I got picked on because I Was the quiet one. So I didn't really have a friend to talk to at school. they were just class mates. Until my landlord's son and I met for the first time. I totally liked him from the start. I thought he was perfect in every way!
He caught me spying on him as he was lifting weights in his back yard. I was painfully shy back then ( Im still a little shy . ) anyways he caught me looking at him once and the next thing I know he's inviting me to go downstairs with him I tried to say no, but Instead I said sure.
so for the following weeks we hanged out a lot. we played basketball, Frisbee I even lifted weights with him often. one of those days I went with him to the back yard he told me to do 12 bench presses. And as I Was about to start the 5th one he got a bit too close. I could feel the heat coming from his crotch. And as being as shy as I was and as infatuated by him... I pretty much pulled my hand away away from the bar and almost dropped it but he catched it. he just grinned at me while I blushed like a tomato.
Sometimes he'd bring up the mail my brother received, and I could tell he only did that so he could see me. how did I know? he would linger around me alot. sometimes out of the blue he'd bring me some food (which by the way was delicious!) I had never eaten Indian food but it was incredible!
as the weeks went by they turned into months, and my relationship with him just got stronger and stronger. I was definitely in love with him but as I started to realize it I got scared. Just like any other 14 or 15 year old would! (he was 16 at the time) So I eventually started to avoid him. But it didn't last long. we practically needed each other.
He'd come upstairs to play soul Calibur II with me, his favorite character was Link, I of course would whip him into shape with Ivy lol. Those days make me laugh lol
anyways, the day that really brought me to question HIS sexuality for a change.
I think it was a weekend. he came up to my apartment around 3pm which is usually vacant except for me. He came up with a bunch of envelopes, this time he lingered a whole lot more than he usually did. he asked me again if I was gay. I told him no. then he just sat down on the leather couch, and he just kept looking at me. then he asked me if I had any porn. I said no but I pretty much knew where my big brother kept his stash!
I forgot to mention he would always portray that face of lust and passion really close to mine. but I'd get soo flustered that I'd back away and start giggling out of pure nervousness.
And as the months passed we were best of friends practically inseperable. that is until I woke up one day and developed the most foolish of thoughts in my life.
" I miss my daddy and my dog, mom can we go back?"
I had passed with flying colors my 9th grade...
I only had about 2 weeks left. I told him. He took it worse than I thought...
He wouldn't come out of his apartment for days and as it went by I was depressed... then the day I was leaving he comes out to say goodbye.
I'll never forget his face... he looked like he had been crying for such a long time...
It pained me so bad, that I didn't see his bright happy go lucky grin.
but I played strong I knew how to hide my emotions I always did.
I hugged him and said I'd miss him. he gave me his aol... but I was only able to get a computer 2 years after I left, and the internet connection came a year after the computer... so the email he gave me was void... it either doesnt exists... or I don't know... all I know is I miss him dearly... and I wish I could talk to him. It pains me when I think about him
anyways, I don't know... I think he was giving me signals... to take the initiative. but as I said I was painfully shy and I denied my own nature to myself but one thing I'll forever remember is that I loved him. I still do and he always made me feel safe, wanted, special. even if my world was turning to S*** he was always there...
so what do you guys think?
what was he doing with me?!
because I've run different scenarios.
a. he really liked me alot.
b. he was just being brotherly with me.
c. he as straight as an arrow and just wanted a very close friend...
I dont know... I never got to talk to him again. and after 5 years, I feel that scar...
that pain that keeps me up at night.
and I always wonder, what if I hadn't left? could anything had happened?
In my heart of hearts I think he could've been my first boyfriend.
he had invited me so many times for a sleepover
he had a fricken huge bed, and trust me I would've loved to sleep with him in his own bed. XD!!!
well that's all I can think of right now, I'll post more if I remember more.









