11-09-2012, 03:55 AM
I don't even know where to begin, Okay. I am a 17 year old guy that is beginning to come to terms with the fact that he is gay. I've known I'm gay basically since I hit puberty. I remember when it first hit me that I wasn't straight was when I was 12 years old when I learned what "speedos" were. And also I didn't feel that special magnitism with me and girls, but I felt it with guys.
Freshman year of high school was when the confusion set in. I will admit that there were some girls I thought were really pretty, but I just wansn't attracted to them. And I admit that I had a little bit of a "crush" on my global history teacher. He was kind of a medium-sized fellow about 5'6. And I felt that he unitentionally made himself extremley homoerotic. He wore a long sleeved shirt and tie, but he also would wear extremley tight khaki pants. And let me tell you something, he had an amazing ass! It was just so round and muscular. And there are times where I would just stare at his ass and try if I can see his underwear line That teacher also coached baseball and there was one time I remember where I could swear that I saw the unmistakeable outline of a jockstrap whether he actually wore one or if it was a product of my imagination/wishful thinking I don't know. Sadly though, the man was as straight as 180 degrees. He was happily married to a woman and halfway through the year, he celebrated the birth of his first child. Also, his political views were pretty right wing so I don't think he was that fond of gays
I am also probably the least stereotypical gay person I have ever met. I don't wear pink, I don't dress like a girl, I dont say everything's "fabulous" I don't listen to Euro-Pop but if you look at the content I look at, there's no mistaking I am a homosexual. I've found myself pretty intriuged with the "bear" subculture of LGBT culture . Usually a picture of a muscle bear in a speedo or revealing underwear is enough to give me a stiff proposition. And one day I hope to have a boyfriend thats muscular,handsome older and more mature than me. Someone that will be by my side, and will be with me through thick and thin. But the sad part is, I don't think anyone can teach me how to be gay. I feel it would be pretty akward if I walked into a gay bar right now as a teenage kid and went up to a brawny bear and told him "can I have a night of hot, steamy passion with you?" (I look at all of the Lgbt youth that would give anything to be straight and I want to learn how to embrace who I am, talk about ironic)
Also, I'm still closeted. I just don't feel like now is the time to reveal who I am. My parents even though they taught me about God and Jesus are actually rather irreligious even though they believe in God. So they probably wouldn't give a soaring rats ass in space if I was gay. Also I would probably find myself in the Spiritual But Not Religious category. I believe in a higher power, I believe in an afterlife, but after how religion has treated us gays. I don't want to follow it anymore.
So there you go, that was about 4 years in the making I will definetly post here again if I have something to say!
Freshman year of high school was when the confusion set in. I will admit that there were some girls I thought were really pretty, but I just wansn't attracted to them. And I admit that I had a little bit of a "crush" on my global history teacher. He was kind of a medium-sized fellow about 5'6. And I felt that he unitentionally made himself extremley homoerotic. He wore a long sleeved shirt and tie, but he also would wear extremley tight khaki pants. And let me tell you something, he had an amazing ass! It was just so round and muscular. And there are times where I would just stare at his ass and try if I can see his underwear line That teacher also coached baseball and there was one time I remember where I could swear that I saw the unmistakeable outline of a jockstrap whether he actually wore one or if it was a product of my imagination/wishful thinking I don't know. Sadly though, the man was as straight as 180 degrees. He was happily married to a woman and halfway through the year, he celebrated the birth of his first child. Also, his political views were pretty right wing so I don't think he was that fond of gays
I am also probably the least stereotypical gay person I have ever met. I don't wear pink, I don't dress like a girl, I dont say everything's "fabulous" I don't listen to Euro-Pop but if you look at the content I look at, there's no mistaking I am a homosexual. I've found myself pretty intriuged with the "bear" subculture of LGBT culture . Usually a picture of a muscle bear in a speedo or revealing underwear is enough to give me a stiff proposition. And one day I hope to have a boyfriend thats muscular,handsome older and more mature than me. Someone that will be by my side, and will be with me through thick and thin. But the sad part is, I don't think anyone can teach me how to be gay. I feel it would be pretty akward if I walked into a gay bar right now as a teenage kid and went up to a brawny bear and told him "can I have a night of hot, steamy passion with you?" (I look at all of the Lgbt youth that would give anything to be straight and I want to learn how to embrace who I am, talk about ironic)
Also, I'm still closeted. I just don't feel like now is the time to reveal who I am. My parents even though they taught me about God and Jesus are actually rather irreligious even though they believe in God. So they probably wouldn't give a soaring rats ass in space if I was gay. Also I would probably find myself in the Spiritual But Not Religious category. I believe in a higher power, I believe in an afterlife, but after how religion has treated us gays. I don't want to follow it anymore.
So there you go, that was about 4 years in the making I will definetly post here again if I have something to say!