I once knew a boy who was arrogant as can be. He was a tough guy on the outside a lover of video games, poems, philosophy and shooto. The boy was had a secret he liked to keep hidden. He had a love of men the same if not more then his love for women. He was very homophobic and his secret was starting to tear him apart he tried to be apathetic to his own instincts and urges.

One day our closeted hero goes to the fair to play in the arcade he then saw a boy dressed in black. The boy looked young he was so cute our closeted hero couldn't help but stare. One day the boy in black wore a fake tag that read "I'm gay". So now are closeted hero was staring at the boy in black every chance he got. Now the boy in black thought it was strange that a straight guy would stare at him like that.

Our hero was busy trying to get close to the boy in black something compelled him to be near the boy in black. But the boy in black did not understand what was going on and thought he was strange.

The fair had come and gone then one day our closeted hero discovered the email of the boy in black. He was compelled to send him an IM. Soon the two began to talk. Our hero began to wonder about sex he wanted the boy in black. But the boy in black believed our hero was straight. Well the hero was unsure of himself he had boyfriends but all in secret each on leaving because they can't stand the way he treated them.

Our hero finally gained the trust of the boy in black and the two met in person. Once more our hero's mind was in a strange place a cute boy in his car he was happy but still unsure of himself. They arrived at our hero's home they talked and iur hereo turned on his laptop. He was watching shooto for awhile till the boy in black reached down. The hero was already hard after watching the guys on his video spar.

They did things that day that could be rated R but yet the boy in black was not happy he gave himself but received little in return. Our closeted boy even refused to cum for the boy in black.

The next day are hero proclaimed the truth to the boy in black even claimed to have returned to a boy he called Sochan. But the next day the boy in black was still upset but felt that they could be friends. But our hero soon found that his hatred for himself needed to go somewhere. He soon chose the boy in black for his hatred. He told the boy in black he hated him and they could no longer speak but the boy asked him why thinking it was a joke. Our closeted hero told him to stop acting like they were together. The boy in black was confused he did not understand but he agreed.

That ends my tale there is no lesson here and their is no moral to this end.
Sad thing is the boy in black still wants to be his friend.