A Story - How I Found Myself Gay

⚠️🔞 Explicit content. Fictional characters. The author does not endorse the depicted activities. For entertainment only. Enjoy responsibly.

Well, throughout my whole career of school, I never was attracted to girls, and just thought none of them were pretty. Then I got to middle school, and I started to learn about the different sexualities and realized that I wanted to fuck or get fucked by guys, but I thought that was wrong (I wasn't raised Christian, I was raised atheist, but I was raised in the Bible Belt.) so I shrugged it off, but I got worse so I just thought I was bi, then I got a girlfriend, me and she was really good friends, so I thought it'd make sense, but I and she never clicked, and neither did any other of the women I dated in middle school.

Now my wanting to be fucked by or fuck men wasn't impulsive, it was people that I knew, knew well, good friends of mine. Well anyway I was nearing the end of middle school and it was time to sign up for what classes to do in high school, I was in a band and I enjoyed it, and I enjoyed watching marching bands, so I joined the marching band. So there was this informational night where all of us who signed up to be in the marching band met the members of the marching band that we'll be in the new season.

There was this one guy in my section, he had good looks I thought at first, and then as the night went on his charming personality swept me away. So we do marching band training over the summer, and I become really good friends with him (we're going to call him B from now on for the sake of readability), and my attraction gets stronger and stronger.

After training over the summer we would see each other every two days of the week we would have practice, and we would talk before and after practice I became friends with his girlfriend I went on with life, and then I suffered an injury, I fell and tore up my ankle badly, I had to have someone carry me to a band director it was so bad and someone got my instrument, and things were falling out of my pockets, and off my instrument, it was rough. Anyway, the day after I was talking about how I lost my mouthpiece to my instrument when I fell, B said he'd go look for it, we didn't talk for a couple of days, and then the band director asked me to ask him if he had found it. B said yeah, and how the fence to the field was locked and how he had to jump the fence.

Anyway, later that day he gave me my mouthpiece back and life was fine, whatever. But he would continue to help me and support me through my time of being injured and it got me attracted to him. Finally, I got off of injury and went to an away football game in the pep band, I was talking to one of my friends (We're going to call him G) about how I had a crush on B and that I wanted to ask him out, and we arranged for me to ask him out after we got back to the school. Anyway the football game ends I sit behind B on the bus, because he's sitting with his girlfriend, but B is talking to the school. We get to the school we put our instruments up, and I ask to see B in the hallway with G. I stare into B's eyes, and G steps in and says that I need to talk to B. B says what about, I spit out some gibberish.

G then says "You know how you feel about your girlfriend B?"

B says "Yeah why?"

G, "Well that's how V (ME) feels"

B, "Awwww V do you have a crush on someone?"

Me, somehow mustering up a response just says "Ye-ye-yeah"

G, then replies to B "That crush is you…"

B stares at me and then G, and then we stand there for a moment while B thinks about what just happened, we just start about talking, and then B's girlfriend comes over and G has to leave. I, B, and his GF leave at the same time, I walk over to my car, and the next thing I know B screams "Hey wait!"

I look back at him he runs up to me

B, "So you're gay?"

Me: "Mhmm"

B: "So you only like guys?"

Me: "Mhm"

B: "And you're into me?"

Me: "Mhm"

B: "Aw"

Me: *Slowly dies on the inside*

B: "Well you're cute and if I didn't have a girlfriend, I know where I'd be spending the night tonight." Then continues to hug me, and runs away.

I stand there for a moment and take in what the fuck just happened and go home. That same night I came out to my mother. Then the next week he became my boyfriend after he broke up with his girlfriend. He was a senior then and I was a freshman, he graduated high school, and my parents weren't too happy with me dating someone who wasn't even in high school, a little longer than me dating when he was a senior.

Although despite mine and his parents' views we've been together since then I was 14 and he was 18, I'm now 22 and he's 26 and we get married next year. I couldn't be happier even if I tried!