I Won't Say I'm in Love

Chapter 1

Connor Franta
Warning: Explicit Content. Read until paragraph 3 then skip to chapter 2 if you are uncomfortable with sexual content.

It was August 2013. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, until someone knocked on my door.

"Con?" I immediately recognized the voice. It was my good friend, Tyler Oakley.

Wait, if Tyler is here, that can only mean one thing.

"OH SHIT!" I yelled. I grabbed my phone and checked the time. I had one hour to get to LAX. Summer in the City is this week. I wasn't even packed, or dressed.

"IT'S OPEN." I yelled to Tyler.

"It wouldn't matter if it was open or not; I have a key." Tyler reminded me.
I had known Tyler since the beginning of my YouTube career. He had helped me announce that I was gay. But, Tyler can be clingy and manipulating. Just last week he threatened to ruin my career if I didn't have sex with him. Sadly, I'm 19 so I'm not technically a minor.

I knew I should've gotten dressed faster.

As soon as Tyler saw that I wasn't fully clothed he saw an opportunity. He pushed me onto the bed and ripped my shirt off. He started kissing me and as usual, I had to kiss back or else he would've threatened me.

He did this so often that it was practically a routine. He ripped off my clothes so I had to rip off his. Although, sometimes we don't have sex. Tyler just gets whatever he desires at the time.

This time, he wanted everything. As soon as my underwear was off he started sucking my dick. I was extremely uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do about it.

Eventually he made me fuck him in the ass, blah blah blah. This happened at least once a week. Tyler will not leave me alone. He even follows me to different continents. His motto is: As long as you are single, I can fuck you as much as I want.

I'm not a big fan of that motto.
As soon as we were done, Tyler left so I started packing.