CHAPTER 2: WHAT IT MEANS TO BE GAY

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Ive been gay all my life. I havent been the same since my dad abused me. But now with my boyfriend in a different house, its been different.
Being in highschool was tough.
Senior year of highschool.
2 months till graduation.
Never once has anyone supported me for being gay. People make fun of me. They call me gay boy Mason.
Ive been bullied, harassed, and abused by my own father. I didn't have enough money for a house so I've been stuck in my family's home. today after school i was going to Carter's house for dinner. when i approached the front door to Carter's house my hand was shaking. what if his parents didnt like me. i took a deep breath and pushed the door bell. after a few minutes someone approached the door and opened it and it was Carter's father.

"good afternoon, u must be Mason, my lovely Carter loves talking about you, he talks about you every dinner, c'mon in" he says letting me in

the house was extremely beautiful. paintings everyone and a staircase. And at the kitchen table, was my boyfriend Carter. After I entered the kitchen I spotted Mason's mom cooking something that smelled so good. I kissed Carter in the lips before sitting down. 

Carter's mom turned around and smiled.

"its so good to have my son with someone he loves" his mom said making Carter blush
"mom, stop your embarrassing me with my boyfriend here' Carter said making me laugh
the dinner Carter's mom made was good, it was my favorite , spaghetti and meatballs.
after dinner, Carter showed me his room. after I stepped in I locked the door and Carter turned around surprised before i pinned him against his bedroom wall kissing the fuck out of him and i took his shirt off and his clothes and we had sex in his bed for the first time, and sleep together.
I was nervous. It felt like my knees were sinking in. And thats what its like to be gay.

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