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Heyy! So this is true story! I hope you enjoy it and kinda help me along the way ig!
Let's start this from the beginning. Year is 2017. I moved from abroad back to my home country India, for collage (11th and 12th). I have lived in India as a kid but it was kinda new coming back here, I got admission to a good collage. And got reconnected with the guy I used to be friends with bcak when I was a kid living here, turns out he's also in the same collage as me which was good for me as it meant I could rely on him to show me the ropes.
Anyways I met his friends, became friends with them.
There was this guy Henry, he was one of his best mates, handsome with light brown lil wavy hairs and athletic body, full of confidence (might be a bit over-confident) and lil bit cocky but great humour.
My first interaction with Henry was kinda abrupt, we argued over something in english exam. But it was short and kind of made me not like him, and as the time went on I became good friends with my childhood friend and some of his friends but not Henry, I kinda of started to hate him because within the group everyone was so fond of Henry and I saw that Henry was a bit full of himself and doesn't give back the same kind of respect that these people give to him.
For the first few interactions I had with Henry, I mosty stayed quiet, but whenever there was a debate on anything, I contributed my input and thoughts and beliefs, which almost everytime contradicted Henry's and we always end up bickering but I always stood my ground. But within these interactions I got to know that Henry and I had lot of similarities as well, and the thing that made me like him was that he was so open to talk about some of the things (random teenage boy shit) that I too experience but could never say it out loud.
Fast forward, towards the end of the year me and Henry started to hang out more frequently and became more fond of each other. Well after the exams I was going back abroad for vacations. On our farewell my childhood friend bailed on me so Henry came to pick me up, we enjoyed the night and later on while going back Henry told me that he wants to make a quick stop at a bakery and wants to buy some brownies for his girlfriend. Everyone including me already knew about his girlfriend-since-childhood. So I was like 'yeah sure'. We stopped, he bought me a brownie too, and we went to his GF's house and he asked me to ring the bell and give it to her and I did. The next day I was leaving for abroad. And coincidentally Henry was the only one among the group I was able to meet before going and say goodbye to.
Like now at this time, I feel more connected to Henry and I now get why people are so fond of him, and I almost didn't wanted to leave just because I wanted to spend more time with Henry, but I left, and over the summer, Henry was the only one among the group I was able to have a communication with as some didn't had phone and the ones that did had, they broke it around this time. Lol wierd coincidence.
Anyways I came back, summer's over, our results came, I kinda failed in one subject, Henry was an exceptional student, he got good grades, so now I wanted to join a tuition, and Henry's big sister had just opened one and my childhood friend had already started to attend, so I joined too. This brought Henry and me a lot closer and around this time I started developing feelings for him, he was already athletic, had amazing body and such a phat ass, I mean like Henry cavill phat. Although he was shorter then me. Well we became best friends, and at first I tried to shake my feelings off in fear of losing him, and he was already in a very long relationship. But call it fate, call it whatever, he broke up with his girlfriend, I remember I was there comforting him as he was crying while hugging me, so I started this thing to cheer him up that everytime I leave for my home I used to give him a big hug, pure platonic (kind of in a sense that i'm here for you) and he was happy with it. But It was a disaster as my feelings for him grew even stronger, one day he said 'no more hugs bro, you give such good hugs that I never want to let go' it made me blush and made me hug him tighter. This made me feel that maybe his feelings towards me might be similar, but I never made a move. One Sunday morning we were smoking sheesha on his rooftop, we were alone there, and he inhaled and motion for me to come closer to do the trick of exhaling in another's mouth, the thought of it was so hot, I lean in, thinking there would be a good distance between our lips, but to my surprise he came so close that our lips were touching. I was shocked, but I liked it, he inhaled again, and this time he kissed me as he exhaled, my brain freezed and I kissed him back, we parted our lips looking each other in the eyes and he came onto me and sat on my lap and we started to make out, we kissed passionately my hands sliding in his shirt grabing his waist, him grinding his hips on lap, grabing my hairs. He gave me a hickey. We let go of each other and started laughing, I was in seven heavens it was winters and I was wearing a mock neck shirt so it helped me in hiding my hickey. And we didn't talk as to what this is? what does it mean? And I left, feeling butterflies in my stomach.
To be continued.
Let's start this from the beginning. Year is 2017. I moved from abroad back to my home country India, for collage (11th and 12th). I have lived in India as a kid but it was kinda new coming back here, I got admission to a good collage. And got reconnected with the guy I used to be friends with bcak when I was a kid living here, turns out he's also in the same collage as me which was good for me as it meant I could rely on him to show me the ropes.
Anyways I met his friends, became friends with them.
There was this guy Henry, he was one of his best mates, handsome with light brown lil wavy hairs and athletic body, full of confidence (might be a bit over-confident) and lil bit cocky but great humour.
My first interaction with Henry was kinda abrupt, we argued over something in english exam. But it was short and kind of made me not like him, and as the time went on I became good friends with my childhood friend and some of his friends but not Henry, I kinda of started to hate him because within the group everyone was so fond of Henry and I saw that Henry was a bit full of himself and doesn't give back the same kind of respect that these people give to him.
For the first few interactions I had with Henry, I mosty stayed quiet, but whenever there was a debate on anything, I contributed my input and thoughts and beliefs, which almost everytime contradicted Henry's and we always end up bickering but I always stood my ground. But within these interactions I got to know that Henry and I had lot of similarities as well, and the thing that made me like him was that he was so open to talk about some of the things (random teenage boy shit) that I too experience but could never say it out loud.
Fast forward, towards the end of the year me and Henry started to hang out more frequently and became more fond of each other. Well after the exams I was going back abroad for vacations. On our farewell my childhood friend bailed on me so Henry came to pick me up, we enjoyed the night and later on while going back Henry told me that he wants to make a quick stop at a bakery and wants to buy some brownies for his girlfriend. Everyone including me already knew about his girlfriend-since-childhood. So I was like 'yeah sure'. We stopped, he bought me a brownie too, and we went to his GF's house and he asked me to ring the bell and give it to her and I did. The next day I was leaving for abroad. And coincidentally Henry was the only one among the group I was able to meet before going and say goodbye to.
Like now at this time, I feel more connected to Henry and I now get why people are so fond of him, and I almost didn't wanted to leave just because I wanted to spend more time with Henry, but I left, and over the summer, Henry was the only one among the group I was able to have a communication with as some didn't had phone and the ones that did had, they broke it around this time. Lol wierd coincidence.
Anyways I came back, summer's over, our results came, I kinda failed in one subject, Henry was an exceptional student, he got good grades, so now I wanted to join a tuition, and Henry's big sister had just opened one and my childhood friend had already started to attend, so I joined too. This brought Henry and me a lot closer and around this time I started developing feelings for him, he was already athletic, had amazing body and such a phat ass, I mean like Henry cavill phat. Although he was shorter then me. Well we became best friends, and at first I tried to shake my feelings off in fear of losing him, and he was already in a very long relationship. But call it fate, call it whatever, he broke up with his girlfriend, I remember I was there comforting him as he was crying while hugging me, so I started this thing to cheer him up that everytime I leave for my home I used to give him a big hug, pure platonic (kind of in a sense that i'm here for you) and he was happy with it. But It was a disaster as my feelings for him grew even stronger, one day he said 'no more hugs bro, you give such good hugs that I never want to let go' it made me blush and made me hug him tighter. This made me feel that maybe his feelings towards me might be similar, but I never made a move. One Sunday morning we were smoking sheesha on his rooftop, we were alone there, and he inhaled and motion for me to come closer to do the trick of exhaling in another's mouth, the thought of it was so hot, I lean in, thinking there would be a good distance between our lips, but to my surprise he came so close that our lips were touching. I was shocked, but I liked it, he inhaled again, and this time he kissed me as he exhaled, my brain freezed and I kissed him back, we parted our lips looking each other in the eyes and he came onto me and sat on my lap and we started to make out, we kissed passionately my hands sliding in his shirt grabing his waist, him grinding his hips on lap, grabing my hairs. He gave me a hickey. We let go of each other and started laughing, I was in seven heavens it was winters and I was wearing a mock neck shirt so it helped me in hiding my hickey. And we didn't talk as to what this is? what does it mean? And I left, feeling butterflies in my stomach.
To be continued.