Desperate (boyxboy)

Chapter 6: The Effects

After a month or so my parents were still getting comfortable with the whole "gay" bomb I dropped. Considering they are very Christian, I expected to be burned on a cross. Luckily, they didn't. In fact, I wasn't punished at all. They were just really confused and needed time to soak it in. Sadly it will be a while before they actually accept me.

I told my friends all about my coming out, most of them knew I was gay. Now, I was free to go to school and be myself. So whoever asked got their answer. I was so excited to be myself.

In school I went to sit next to Tristan during my lunch period. Being the little child he is, he tried to break my hand and grab my thigh as.....affection?

"Seriously could you stop grabbing my thigh??" I exclaimed

"Can't help it when you're so tempting." He smirked.

"You're disgusting."

"You're gay."

"SO ARE YOU!"

"No, I'm straight experimental."

"Which means...'I can't say I'm gay because I'm scared people will hate me so let me come up with a better name' pretty much." I drooled with sarcasm. I knew he wasn't gay....and it was probably rude to offend his supposed claim of being straight experimental, but I knew that wasn't what he was. He was just confused.

"Whatever..." He mumbled and fell into one of his pissy moods.

The bell rang shortly after, and I said goodbye to him. He didn't say goodbye to me. Because why? He's a child. But I still liked him...a lot.

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FRIDAY

Tristan and I planned to hang out tomorrow. The sleepover thing just wasn't working and my dad said I couldn't have sleepovers with guys after I came out. Pretty stupid since I've been having sleepovers with guys all my life....but at the same time I was confused too. Just because of my sexuality am I supposed to be allowed to sleepover with girls and boys? It just doesn't seem right.

So I decided to tell Tristan to come to a party in my neighborhood. A real...party. I had been to a party once before on Halloween, and this girl threw up and the cops came. I ended up sleeping in a strangers house. At least I was safe. But I figured this party is in my neighborhood, and I can always come home after.

Tristan of coarse said yes. And the day went by with anticipation. I barely got through a math test without thinking of Tristan. Yes, I was head over heels for him. I tried to the last problem on the test:

Solve for "y" if:

y = 4x + 2 & y=6x + 5

Easy peasy. You just set the equations equal to each other and solve for x. Then you plug in...

haha...plug in...

I wish Tristan would...

SHIT

My face burned with red fury as I tried to stop thinking about Tristan plugging anything.

Luckily I got through the problem, and aced the test. How? Maybe sex drives raise your testing capabilities.

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That night I got a text from Tristan.

T: I can't wait to see you tomorrow

S: Yea so you can annoy me some more.

T: You mean grab that ass?

I imagined his smirk and instantly felt my cheeks flush.

S: I hate you.

T: No you don't.

He was right, I didn't...one might even say...the opposite.

S: Well I'm gonna sleep. Goodnight hoe.

T: Goodnight baby<3

My toes curled at the thought of Tristan calling me baby. He could do so many things to me with just small gestures...names...and I doubt he knew his effect on me. I fear the sad truth, that he just wants sex. Because I...want way more, than just sex.