This gay guy was talking to me in class and he was talking about all his "clients" (not really lol I mean the people he's sleeping with or is about to) and he asked me to see something so I said sure.
THIS GUY PULLED UP HIS GALLERY AND IT WAS FULL OF DICK PICS THAT WERE SENT TO HIM.
I was like woah woah woah, I don't wanna see that (me trying to act straight lol), and he was like "do you know ____". I said yeah I'm friends with him and he showed me his pic and whew, let me tell you something.
He ain't lacking down there lmao.
Now I can't look at my friend straight (lol gay joke) without thinking of me having seen his junk. I asked the gay guy if he was gay but he said he was bi so, now I know not to trust him with my sexuality cause apparently he just tells everyone's business to everyone.
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In The Closet
Non-FictionThoughts of a gay boy who is not out. Whether this is my autobiography or my journal, the world may never effing know. (Contains sad, happy, and mad thoughts/content so beware lol)
