I still remember the first time we met. I was looking for a compartment and I opened a door to reveal him taking off his boxers (facing the door I might add!). I knocked, but I guess he didn't hear me. We were both blushing, but when I was about to leave he told me I could stay and was sorry that I saw him naked.
I didn't mind at all. And what a view. I have never seen a more beautiful body. He was just OMFG so hot! And I knew he liked what he saw for he was getting very excited. By the time he was dressed. Slowly and seductively I might add. I think he planed this. Out on the platform I was staring at him, well in his general area. I was just amazed by everything.
I never knew my parents. I never knew about magic. I lived with the ugliest people on the face of the earth. And I was treated like dirt. A, I was my parents child. B, I was a freak. C, I was a magical freak. D, I am fairly good looking after all of their abuse. And finally E, I am gay. I have known since I was little. I always hung around girls, and was not inclined to hang out with the guys unless there was something in it for me.