Tuesday, May 5, 2009

I NEVER cry...EVER

The only time you will ever see me cry is if I am in a fight with my parents and extremely frustrated. However, last night at the suggestion of a member on gayteenforums.net I watched a movie called "Get Real". All I have to say is, "WOW!". It was so well done that I can't even begin to put it in to words. I can put in to words that if it made me cry it would make anyone cry. So if you're in the mood for a great movie look it up on YouTube, you can watch the whole movie there.

I won't give the entire story away but if you do decide to watch it there is a part where the character called Steven shows up to John's house while drunk. Just pay extra attention to that part. I cried like a baby.

Allow me to tell you a story that is sort of parallel to the story of "Get Real"
On December 14th of 2008 I got a text message from a long time friend of mine who we'll call Tony. Now Tony is very attractive and dates all the best looking girls in school. I always found it a little weird that he could never keep a girlfriend and that he was still a virgin. I never really gave it much more thought though. On that fateful night at 12:02 am I had just gotten home from a friend's house and in to bed when I got a text. The following is the conversation that ensued.

Him: what are you doing
Me: just got back from being out. u?
him: oh. listen if u dont want to just say no but i wanna hang out and do something but this would really ruin my reputation so you couldnt tell anyone. im serious about this
Me: haha very funny
Him: im not kidding. you can call me. id maybe even give you head if you gave me head.


well to make a long story [and text conversation] short, we did end up hooking up that night and we did give each other head. I'm not sure if it's because the whole thing between us was so forbidden that it was probably the best hookup I've ever had or if it just really was the best hookup I've ever had. We continued our "thing" for almost 5 months, meeting every week or so until a week ago on Monday. We were both really getting stressed about the whole thing and we were worried we might get caught. And to tell you the truth, I was starting to like him. I never told him, but I sort of regret it. I still don't know if he's straight or gay. We did some stuff no straight guy would ever do "just to get off". He's still bouncing between girlfriends and told me that he and his last girlfriend had sex and he lost his virginity to her but I know her pretty well and that is far form the truth. She tried to have sex with him and he wouldn't do it. At this point I've left the ball in his court. I'm not going to text him to hook up. I did need to talk to him for something totally unrelated to "us" the other night and I called him at about 11:30pm and he answered his phone. Which sort of shocked me. I mean usually I would be calling that late for some ass, he had to have known that so if he didn't want to hook up anymore [it was more him who brought everything to an end, but I was sensing it so I gave him the out] why would he answer? He's also gotten better at avoiding me at school. He doesn't do it at all anymore actually.

If you watch "Get Real" you will see the parallels. I think that coincidence might have been the reason I got so emotional. Who really knows though? Being a teenager is so confusing!


Until next time I leave you with a quote from the "Queen of England" Sir Elton John:
"I just wish more of my fellow queers would come out sometimes. It's nice out here, you know?

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