So lets back track to these fuck boys. So it was this boy name Chris Holt. Chris really was a player, but he was dumb about it. He didn’t know how to handle his females or males. So one day me and Chris were talking and he told me to text him, now it wasn’t usual for Chris to even talk to me he was like one of them kinds of people that were in gangs and he didn’t talk to gay boys or at least wasn’t allowed to well have his friends know. So I didn’t text him but he found a way to text me. So, we were texting for a while and then he started asking for sex. Now why in the hell would he ask me for sex when he had a whole girlfriend, not have a girlfriend not one fourth of a girlfriend but a whole girlfriend. One thing I can say about Chris was he didn’t care what anyone thought about him but, he was an asshole when it came down to respecting people. He was disrespectful most likely to his mom and my mom always told me if a man disrespects his mother he will have no type of respect for you. So I texted Chris back and I told him that we couldn’t have sex, just because the fact that he had a girlfriend. I’ve already kind of been through a situation with a dude that went with a female and it never ever turns out right, so why would I put myself in that predicament again. So when I gave Krista not awful but awful sad news of us not having sex, he began to tell his closest homeboys that we had sexual relations. So I’m guessing they knew that he was bi-curious or whatever you call it, but exactly what was this getting him, was he getting a kick out of this, because if he was something needed to happen and I’m that type of person I don’t take no s*** from anywhere nor lies so I asked him about it. I walked up to his table at lunch and just he wanted to tell his clothes his homeboys I told the whole cafeteria I asked him for the whole cafeteria when do we have sex. He began to stutter, it’s like he didn’t know what to say it’s like he was so scared of the outcome that I was going to say once you get that answer. So he didn’t say much but his girlfriend said much more than I thought she would. She began to talk about her neck like she was going to beat my ass of some sort but I didn’t even let that get to me I had to let her know that her man was running around town telling people that we had sex no I would even scoop that low, with him really.? But it seems as if she really didn’t care about what I had to say or how her man was going around telling people that we talked. I don’t think I can never have sex again with anyone because every time I have sex I think about the person that I always wanted to have sex with or at least since we started doing things that stopped eventually. So do you guys remember the kid Robert Jacobs I was talking about. Yeah it’s him. I really just don’t want to have sex I don’t want to fuck I want to make love. I want somebody to love me I don’t want them to take advantage of me like my past life. All these dudes know what happened to me but it’s like they take advantage of me like they don’t know, but clearly they’re not in the dark because I let them know.
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RandomLove ain't thicker then water. Love is an intense feeling of deep affection. Love is deeper then you might think just read and you'll see the hell I went threw with people even my family. I'm not done with this story just put on your notifications...