Who Will I Be?
I never really thought about my future. What job I would have, what my spouse would be like, or my house, or anything. I kind of thought I would be supporting myself, my wife, the family we made, the great house we live in, and a couple of dogs, maybe cats, we adopted.
High School sucks. I am dealing with so much right now... Homework, family problems, "extra" curriculars, and everything else in life. The main stress right now is sex; and all of the variables that might happen. I think about my sexuality. Am I straight? I think so. Am I bisexual? Possibly. Am I gay? That's what everyone else in this school tells me.
I hang with girls normally. I am not into sports. I sing and act. One of my excuses, if you can even call them that, (saying they are true, not false), is that I hang around the girls so I have options to date. I can get to know them better, and decide who I would like to marry eventually. But there always is that tiny voice in the back of my head saying, "Just experiment a little with the male genitalia. You have nothing to lose."
As many other teenage boys do, I have a slight addiction to porn. Not just any porn, though. Gay porn. And I actually kind of like it. I imagine being a top, and/or bottom. I imagine what it feels like to grind against a bulge instead of a camel's toe. I get horny from the thought.
Tomorrow, I am going to ask one of my few boy friends to help me with figuring myself out, as he is pansexual, and a very horny boy, from what I hear at lunch. And I have to be honest, I can only imagine him dicking me down with his imaginable thick, 6 inch cock: I only imagine of which from the bulge in his sweatpants. As for now, I can only dream of what to ask of him.