The Beginning

Only The Beginning

Anderson’s P.O.V

People are great. Actually girls are great. Men are assholes, no good, bitches who don’t know how to please even a worm. Men are actual pigs. They just disgust me but at the same time I like them. I’ve been fantasizing about a guy. Tall (6’ 2’’), built (8 pack, nice biceps, amazing chest), smart (3.5 or above GPA), rich, extremely sweet, kind, and makes me feel like I’m wanted. He makes you want to kiss him like 24/7 kind of attractive. Guys want to be him and girls want to be with him why am I fantasizing over a guy that isn’t even real? Well because it’s a struggle to find a good gay man. On a side note, today is a great day. My six best friends, German, Brazilian, and French, and American of course (that’s right I’m an international bitch) are just lovely like always, even though they all have very attractive boyfriends. Anyway, all straight men should be sent to Russia. Is it too late to make a straight boot camp, a camp to educate a straight man? Like gays are the best kinds of guys. I mean let’s be real. We are fucking teddy bears that relate to girls. Like bitches just don’t know. Like people know gays turn up, like we the best to turn things up. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being gay. Being gay is great, it’s like being Jesus. Gay and proud bitches. I want a real man. I’m a bottom and I need someone to dominate me like their lives depended on it. I’m desperate for a man. This is why I am moving to Richmond, Virginia. To see if I have any hope or chance with anyone there.

By the way, my names Anderson Kyle Benton. I’m 17, gay, sophomore in college at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville, Virginia. My six best friends are Kathrine “Katt” Foxx, Surrina Johnson, Chloe Scott, Emma Flay, Angela Lowry, and Spice McAlister. There are awesome people and all have relationships.

Katt’s boyfriend, Sam, is 6 feet tall, a football players (so of course well built), smart (his studying to be a surgeon, hell yeah, his smart), has blue eyes and black hair, has an entire arm filled with tattoos (why she’s into that kind of stuff, I have NO fucking clue), and they both think Netflix is life. What are they doing with their lives? Katt is studying to be a psychologist just like me and my other friends.

Chloe’s boyfriend is 5 foot 9 inches tall (she’s only 5’5’’), his strong and muscular (his got a fucking 6 pack like Katt’s boyfriend, his extremely funny, has short brown hair ( that always seem to be messy), brown eyes, is very loyal to Chloe, wears glasses sometimes (usually wears them when he runs out of contacts but he still looks good with them on), he has 2 dogs (which tells you that he loves animals, has a nice little beard going on, is very friendly to all of her friends from what I hear, is smart (another doctor), is respectful (as long as you respect him), and is only a year older than all of us (we’re 21, his 22). Oh, by the way, his name is Charles, its covenant that both of their names start with C’s.

Now Surrina’s boyfriend. Let me tell you, Brandon is a piece of art. Short brown hair (messy most of the times like Charles, knowing they are roommates and best friends since the beginning of high school), 5 foot 10 (Surrina is only 5 foot 6) sexy as hell 9even for someone who would not dare to touch his best friends boyfriend), a true gentlemen, athletic (team captain of the soccer team and has an 8 pack that could like a bull), blue eyes, funny and friendly, smart (medical doctor), is 22, and his German just like her. How fucking cool and sexy is he.

Emma’s boyfriend is a dream. His 6 feet tall, built, athletic, smart (another doctor, covenant right, all of their boyfriends are some type of doctor), and is just someone to drool over.

Angela and Spice are engaged already. They met their boyfriends in middle school and got engaged in high school and are now going to different schools from their boyfriends. “Best friends stay together until the very end,” is what they told me. They’re wedding weren’t until after college anyway so they’re boyfriends can wait. God I love being in college with my best friends, we get to turn up every day. Who would ask for more? Well other than wanting a boyfriend of my own and being third wheeled all the time. But still nice to know my girls are there to catch me.