It started on one particular day, a Saturday. In the evening, it all began. It started with a simple game of truth or dare. Simple questions turned into personal questions.
"Are you a virgin?" yes.
"Ever kissed a guy?" no.
"Ever given head?" no.
"Have you ever sent nudes?" to which I answered no. Which led on to "why not?" and then on to "you could start with me." Which raised questions in my head. Why have I never done this? Which reminded me I have never been asked. So I went on with it, we started slow and the pictures were sent. I ignored the fact he had a girlfriend, I still do not understand why I went through with it. But it landed me where I am today.
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Being The Side
Short StoryYou never expect for it to happen. But it always does and it is always rough -- A collection of writings from me, a side bitch. This can be about any of the guys I'm involved with
