This will most likely confuse most readers, but I don't care. This is a flash forward into the story, the very end, actually, flashbacking to before the story started. It's going to be written in the form of Jacob talking to Edward in a certain way far into the future. But neither of them age, so they're still super sexy. Please review and tell me if you like it, no matter how cliché it's going to be. Mwah hah haha! I like it though. And don't worry, Rebuilding is still my top priority, it's just that this came to me while taking a shower, and I wanted to write this.
Causes
Chapter 1
How I Figured it Out and How My Heart Was Broken
You want to know how I fell in love with you? Why? Don't answer that. How about I'll tell you what you don't know. First, let me tell you how I became gay.
It was an all of a sudden thing. It just randomly happened. One day I was, one day I wasn't. That simple. My first crush was Embry. He destroyed me and made me closet for a while. What he did to me was stomp on my confused heart in which I almost killed myself after.
Luckily, I was born into a loving family. My mom would always tell me, "No matter what you become, I'll always love you." She knew somehow, but never told me. I didn't hate her for that. She was my mother. How could I hate her for that? I'll always miss my mom.
I didn't find out myself though until I was 15. Before then, I was never attracted to girls. I never got a girlfriend. No one asked why. No one had any idea that I was gay. I didn't seem gay. Everything seemed normal.
When I was 15, I started noticing Embry, my best friend at the time. I truly noticed when he walked out of a pool when we were swimming and I got hard. I was embarrassed, sure, but not really confused. I wanted to hold him and he looked attractive and I knew why. I was gay. I wasn't gonna blurt it out at that moment because I had heard the stories and all, but I wasn't ashamed.
That night, I told my dad. He asked me how much I liked men. I told him a lot, but I still found women attractive. He patted my head, and said, "Jacob, I'm trying to make this as comfortable as possible. No matter who you love, I will always love you. I can always get grandchildren from your sisters." We both laughed it off, and the subject rarely came up. I never knew how lucky I was. I still got to stay in my house. I later learned that Native Americans actually liked gays, and considered them equal.
Anyway, back to Embry. One day, we were at my house. We sat in my room, really bored. I could feel the sexual tension in the room though. Somehow, I knew Embry wanted me. After staying quiet for so long, I could easily read him. I read that he wanted to hold me now. I wanted to hold him. We were two hormone sick, confused teenagers. I would later forgive Embry what he was about to do, but not until several months later.
"Want to play truth or dare?" Embry asked.
"OK. Dare," I said. There was a long awkward silence. My hand slowly moved over to his knee. The heat was radiating from him. I could see his pants tighten as he thought of me naked.
Finally, he said with an awkward tremble, "K…kiss…me…" I pounced on top of him. My lips touched his lips. His manly hands rubbed my back. I felt his awkward, stringy muscles. At the time, I thought he was sexy. I could feel both of us get harder.
I pulled his shirt over his head. He took my shirt off. Both of our dark bodies rustled on the bed. It was awkward, but it was sexy.
My hand went down his pants and both of us moaned. It wasn't that big, but it was sort of nice. Hey, it was my first, and I cherished it.
I went down to his waist and undid his button and pulled his zipper down. I then grabbed his pants and pulled his pants and boxers down. It was awkward and there was no romance. It was all for experimentation.
Like I said, it was kind of small, but he was still growing. Although it was super hard. I didn't know what to do with it, so I grabbed it. It was hot and smooth and hard. I started rubbing and he started moaning.
I wanted to go farther with him. I quickly put it into my mouth. I was terrible at it. I really didn't know what to do. I actually blew on it, because it's called a blow job. Although Embry seemed to like it. He moaned loudly and couldn't control himself for very long.
He shook under me as he came. It blew into my mouth, and tasted much different than I expected. Kind of bad, but good. I decided to swallow it because I actually liked it.
When he finished up, I looked back into his eyes. He was even more confused. He looked really sick. I was still hard, though, and he still looked sexy.
He grabbed his pants and said, "I should really go."
I asked, "You don't want to talk about this? Because I mean, that was a life changing experience."
"I need to go." He got dressed and quickly ran out of my house. I started to cry.
He didn't show up to school the next day. I wondered what I actually did to him. I wondered if I mentally scarred him. He didn't show up the day after that. I got really scared and wondered what happened to him. The day after that, I almost left school myself so I could go find Embry.
The fourth day, he showed up. He was much, much taller and manlier looking. He was sexier. I pulled him over to the side, not knowing what was going on.
"Where have you been? You had me so worried," I said.
He blatantly said, "Just stay away from me, you fag." I almost started crying. I had no idea that he had turned into a werewolf. Also, he didn't come out of the closet until three years later.
I felt like dying. I was weak and confused. And he made me hate myself. That was the one thing that I hated. I never hated myself. I never hated gays. But he made me for those weird months. It wasn't until I turned into a werewolf myself that I actually understood.
Sorry, that was a one-shot. I wrote it really quickly. Hopefully the other stories won't be as bad. I hoped you liked it. More is on the way. I will go more in on the confusion that Jacob goes through later. I promise. Yes.