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Chapter 1 - To be fated to telling only lies

2002 JPOV

Geez, I wish coach would let up on us. It's so fucking hot outside, my gym clothes are soaked through. We have been running sprints the entire period. I don't think I can run anymore, my legs feel like they are about to give out on me. Coach finally blows the whistle, thank God he is letting us back inside. There is just enough time for a quick shower before I have to go to my next class.

A few guys ran ahead, so by the time I walk in they are already in some of the showers. I head to my locker and grab my clean clothes and a towel. After closing and locking it, I turn around to head toward the showers. My friend Alec is leaving one of the stalls and I stop so he can pass. For 16 years old, this kid is pretty fit. His short black hair is damp and sticking out in all directions after the towel running through it, but a few drops of water are making their way down his long neck. I watch them as they go further, across his collarbone, down his tanned chest, and past his abs where they get absorbed by a towel wrapped low around his waist.

This breaks my stare; he's passed me and at his locker now. What just happened? I look down and notice I am hard as a rock. What the fuck? Did I just get turned on from looking at a guy? No way. I am straight; I must have been thinking about something else and didn't realize it. Shaking my head, I hurry into the shower stall and wash off; completely ignoring my dick and hoping no one noticed it. It's gone by the time I get out, dry off, and get dressed. I head back to my locker to put my stuff up and hear the bell ring signaling the end of the period.

My next class is AP American History. I'm trying to take as many Advanced Placement classes as I can. I am only 15 and should be able to graduate next year. I've been looking at some Universities already, and think I may go to Washington with my sister, Rosalie, who will graduate next year.

I go in and take my normal seat in the middle of the class. I'm flipping through the section we are covering today on the civil war when a person passes and drops something by the desk in front of me. My eyes glance up just as Alec is bending over to pick up whatever he had dropped. His dark blue jeans stretch tight across his ass, showing off how firm and round it is. He stands back up straight and I notice he is wearing a fairly tight black shirt that clings to his shoulders and arms, but it has ridden up in the back a little, since he bent over, giving me a small peek at the smooth skin of his lower back. He is tanned, but it still stands out against the black. He sits down in front of me and I snap out of the haze I was in.

What the hell? I was checking him out, and I'm hard again. This can't be right… I'm not gay. I can't be! What if my family finds out? They will hate me. Father will disown me and my momma will cry. I couldn't handle the looks of disgust they would give me. Snap out of it Whitlock…. I. Am. Not. Gay.

1 Week Later

I have tried everything…Thinking about girls in a billion sexual positions, thinking about touching them and fucking them. That doesn't work so I revert to porn, and I get hard. But wait… my eyes kept watching the men. Watching their hard dicks thrust in and out of their partner. FUCK! Frustrated, I switched to girl on girl porn in hopes that without the men something would happen…. Nope. My hard on went away pretty quickly.

How have I not realized this before? I never liked any of the girls I knew, but I thought it was just them. They seem so, fake and were never attractive to me. I had never really noticed anyone for that matter in a sexual way. That was the case until last week in the gym. Now I can't stop thinking about him. I'm just glad I wear jeans, so they can hide the boner I have in my pants almost every day at school. But it's not just Alec; I'm noticing a lot of the guys seem attractive to me now. My eyes seem to linger on plump butts, wide shoulders, tight jeans, and strong arms.

I get so embarrassed when I'm hard at school. I feel like everyone can see it and is making fun of me. But that isn't true. Alec doesn't seem weird around me, so I know he doesn't suspect anything. No one has changed how they act around me, except my sister Rosalie. She seems to be watching me more lately, but never says anything. Maybe I can hide this, and pretend to be normal? Then no one will hate me and my family won't be disappointed in me. I wish I wasn't gay, but there is no denying it now. I might be able to fool others, but there is no hiding from myself.

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