Gay

Fifty

Damien's POV

"Hey Ian, I'm sorry Shayne and I have to not come in to work today."

"Okay, can you tell me why?"

"I don't think Shayne would want me to tell you. It's very serious."

"I understand."

Ian hang up. I turn around and walk back in the bedroom. I see Shayne lying down crying.

"Shayne, what's wrong?"

"I just need to be held. I need to be loved."

I got on the bed and slowly crawled over to Shayne. I grab Shaynes cold body and I wrap my arms around his waist. I try to fill it with as much warmth as possible.

Within only a few minutes I could hear the soft breathes of a sleeping Shayne. He was like one of those animals that falls asleep on you and you don't want to disturb it. Especially after what Shayne had to go through today.

I wanted to give Jason a piece of my mind. I never really liked him on the football team anyway. He shouldn't have gotten out so early. I want to kill him. I just can't let this go. He raped my boyfriend, twice.

I cleared my mind. I looked at Shayne who was so peaceful. He's a kind hearted innocent guy, he shouldn't had have to go through this.

This was maybe the best cuddling we have ever done. It just feels so nice, well second best. That first time that we ever cuddled. When we were known as the "straight" football players, and weren't even dating.

I've forgiven my sister. Although she was being a total bitch which she admitted to. But that day was the day I realized I was going to like Shayne forever and I wasn't like the rest of the jocks at that school. That day I realized I was gay.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep almost instantly.

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