My Life From The Beginning – Part II – Teenager II

A continued look back at my life in relation to being gay.
WARNING: Might contain blatant sexual references and encounters.


Continued from the previous "My Life" post.


I awoke the next morning and knew I needed to do damage control from what happened between JW and I. I began with telling the other guys in the room I have a weird fog over what happened the night before. "I was so out of it last night" I would tell them. When JW sat at the breakfast table with all of us, I mentioned it one more time. He said I seemed pretty unusual anyways so he figured I was sleepy. That was it. That is all that JW and I ever talked about what happened that night, for the time being. 


That summer my dad got a new job that would move me and my family to Oregon. I was excited for something new in my life, but also sad at all the awesome opportunities I had going for me in my junior year of high school. 


I had been looking around an old website geared towards gay teens like myself. XY.com. It was a early version of myspace, but for gay teens. I started looking at guys from the new area I would be living in and found a guy who was my age and going to the same school I would be attending. He didn't give me a picture and I didn't give him one, since we were both not "out". 


On my first visit down to my new high school I walked past a guy with girls on either arm. I didn't know him of course but something inside of me said I did. 


I went to church the sunday before school started and met all the youth my age. There was one girl in particular who I had noticed and who had noticed me during sacrament meeting. After church she came up to me and said, "Hey I have to get going, but I wanted to introduce myself. I'm S. I hear you're in choir, so I'll see you there." I managed to get out a simple hello before she darted off. 

The first day of school, I got my classes aligned and went to my first class, choir. When I walked in the door immediately two people came up to me to introduce themselves. A girl and that guy I had seen previously. They asked me where I moved from, why, and what my dad's job was. 


S came up to me right after choir ended and asked how my first day was going. She invited me to eat lunch with her and her friends. Luckily for me, S was quite popular and I was introduced to more people than I could remember on the first day. Including D, the same guy I saw before school and who introduced himself to me before choir. D and S were best friends, but not dating.


Later on that week I logged on to XY.com again and began chatting with the guy. We made small chit chat and he had to get going. A few weeks later we chatted again, and we both said we think we know who the other person is. Though neither of us wanted to say each others name, I asked if his name was D—it was. He asked mine, and he was right. We had finally made the connection. D said we should hang out sometime and get to know one another, and I said I would like that. We made plans to meet the first weekend in October, as my parents would be gone all day Saturday at general conference.


That Saturday rolled around and I put on my favorite shirt and put on my cologne, and awaited for D to come over. We started to watch "I Know What You Did Last Summer", but five minuets in, D turned to me and said, "Well, are we going to do anything?" We turned off the movie and we went into my room. I told him I have never really kissed a guy before. He said he would show me, and he leaned in and kissed me on the lips.