A Very Gay Highschool Story

My Hearts Keeper

Quentin

I stare at him as much as I could without being suspicious. We were out with our friends Steve, Bucky, Pietro, Wanda, Valkyrie, and Loki and it was very hard to dreamily stare at someone while keeping up a conversation.

The eight of us were at a park (which was next to a river) having a picnic in Valkyrie's neighborhood, which apparently had an elementary school, a church, a restaurant, and an old time-y gas station. It was a very large neighborhood.

Peter was currently talking about spiders, and he seemed very excited that everyone allowed him to talk about them. They were a hyper fixation of his and he talked about them whenever he had the chance to. Once he was done with his rant, Pietro suggested that we go swimming, which we all agreed to. We all got into our cars and changed into our suits, Wanda showing up in hers already.

We swim out to an island not far from where they got into the water. The island was called Looney Island and supposedly had an abandoned mental institution on it. I suggested we go there, all of us bringing our shoes, holding them above our head so that they would be dry.

"Is everyone sure they want to find this place?" I ask, and everyone nodded or gave verbal confirmation.

We hike in our swim suits and shoes all the way to the middle of the island where the building resided. In a thoughtless moment, I picked up a rock and threw it through a window, hearing glass shattering. After staring at me for a few seconds, everyone else followed suit, the song of shattering glass rang through the air.

We then decided to swim our shoes back to the other side of the river and fooled around in the water. I used the excuse of fooling in the water to touch Peter. Picking him up and throwing him and putting him on my shoulders. He seemed to enjoy the attention, so I didn't stop doing it, loving the sound of his laugh.

We eventually dried off and put our clothes on. Peter checked his phone and made an expression.

"My aunt wants me home, can someone take me?" He asked.

"I could." I offered and he smiled, then saying goodbye to everyone else. "See you guys later."

"See you Monday." Peter said as we walked to my car. 

We heard the goodbyes from the rest of the group before shutting the car doors. The ride to his place was filled with talk of spiders, D&D, and the LGBT club. I then had to drop him off. We said goodbye and he left my car. I drove home, Peter's joyous laugh fresh in my memory.

I have had a crush on Peter ever since we met. I told him I was questioning, which I was when I joined the club, but now I can confidently say that I was gay. It was all because of Peter that I figured my sexuality out. He was so beautiful and kind and was so... perfect. 

When I got home, I immediately went to my room and laid down for a nap. Peter met me in my dreams, beautiful as ever. It felt real. It all felt so real that I thought that it actually was, but then I woke up with something wet in my underwear, slowly staining the fabric. 

"Not again." I groan quietly getting out of bed to change my clothes and then going to start a laundry load after rinsing the cum off my underwear. 

I needed to tell him before I loose my mind.