Thank God You're Gay!

CAUTION: This is a boyxboy story. Don't like it? Don't read it.
My face grimaced. I sat up and rubbed the back of my head, trying to make the pain go away. When the pain had mostly dissapeared, I looked up just to find out that there was a giant standing in front of me. He was just standing there ,staring at me blankly.

He was definitely the most gorgeous person I had ever seen. His face was gorgeous. He had deep blue eyes with long eye-lashes. He had his sandy blond hair cut short. He was tall, definitely taller than me, like a lot. Oh and talk about his muscles. I could see them clearly through his tee shirt. Even though he was wearing a jacket, I could tell his biceps was huge. Despite the fact that he was a god, he looked straight so... forget about him! I don't really want to get involved into a one-sided love. He seemed like he was on a football team or something and I don't like those meatheads so there's no point hoping that he was gay. And even IF he was GAY he would never date, let alone love someone like me.

He stared at me. I stared back at him. There was a long awkward silence between us until I coughed to break our eye contact. He offered me a hand.