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Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2024 20:50:31 No.66739674 Report
Quoted By: >>66743354 >>66743667
>>66739368
More Anon/Naser, I need homoshit of these cute boys
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Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2024 23:01:27 No.66743667 Report
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Cont of the previous gayser and gaynon, summary: Anon joined track team, admitted his sexuality to Naser. Naser seemingly hit on him and drove him home. Anon's hung up on being called cute.

>Did...did he do that on purpose? I have to run the thought through my head a while. You don't call your guy friends cute without having some other meaning...right? I just.... I don't wanna get my hopes up. I check my phone. I still have a few hours before bed but I'm beat to shit from today's exercise. I end up calling it early. My head still running laps around itself trying to figure out what he's playing at. He's in a heterosexual relationship. Isn't he?
>The next day passes and I'm back on the track. I ended up avoiding Naser at lunch. I'm sore and now I'm running again. This is torture. I spy Naser again lapping me.
>Finally done, this time not collapsed and we're hanging out on a bench. I'm trying to not have my lungs collapse into themselves.
>"You did better today." he makes a small remark, trying to ease my screaming everything.
>I nod at him, taking another swig of the ice cold water. Unreal how good this tastes right after you've excreted all the liquid in your body out of your sweat glands. I polish it off.
>"You busy during lunch?" I tense at his remark.
>"Uh, yeah." I deflect. I look up to him to notice he's looking a bit worried.
>"Something up?" I sigh. I don't like confrontation and here he is forcing it on me.
>"What was up with the comment yesterday." I have to bit the inside of my mouth.
>"Oh. Oh that." he pauses
>"I'm sorry if it made you feel uncomfortable. I didn't mean it to." he trails
>I look over at him and he looks genuinely hurt. The hell is this?
>Thoroughly confused now and I have to lay it out "Look the comment was fine but not from a guy in a relationship. A heterosexual one." I fold my arms at him.
>He blinks a few times. He squints and looks down.
cont.
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Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2024 23:10:06 No.66743902 Report
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>"...can I be real with you for a second?"
>"...sure" the conversation ebbs slowly.
>"I was kind've dropped into that. Her choice not mine." I feel the weight of his words.
>"And you just went along with it."
>He looks at me, pained and guilty.
>"Yeah." he admits, lowering his head again.
>"Shit dude I didn't mean to drag that out."
>"You needed to know." his voice is drained.
>I pat him on the back and he perks up.
>"So you don't feel comfortable breaking it off with her, then?" I gently lead him to the conclusion I've found.
>"Yeah."
>"I'm sure she'll take it okay." I remember meeting Naomi a few days back. She's nice... enough.
>"It's uh, not her I'm worried about." A sudden familiarity hits me.
>"It's not?" I'm unable to grasp it and have to ask.
>The pain he wears on his face as I ask suddenly tells me exactly who he's afraid of. His parents.
>"Oh. Oh shit. Your... your parents right?" he nods at me. Fuck's sake.
>I hang my head with him. I now that exact feeling. Son of a bitch.
>We simply sit in silence a bit before he seemingly regains his strength.
>"No use on dwelling too much on it. Sorry if I was a downer. Let's hit the showers." I stand up and almost fall over, legs jelly again. I manage to stabilize with a bit of Ptero help. My heart sinks again at the thought of his plight.
>We get the sweat off and make some small talk about the rest of the team.
>"So why's it just us out here?"
>"They do morning. I'm busy then so I do it now." he shrugs at me. Like hell I'm dragging my lazy ass out of bed anywhere before the absolute latest I can muster.
>"Ride home?" he offers again.
>"Sure." I accept again. My legs no better than toothpicks at the moment.
>Another quick hop in his car and I'm suddenly dragged back into the thoughts of his situation. I feel the need to step in and say something but I just can't.
>"Thanks for listening." he breaks the silence.
>"No problem." I finally decide I need to at least try "You gonna be okay?"
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Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2024 23:15:30 No.66744065 Report
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>He sighs a deep sigh. This has been weighing on him clearly.
>"I guess. I just... gotta tough it out until graduation. Once I'm out of here I'm free." A pit appears in my stomach. He's not. I know he's not from experience. They'll find out sometime.
>I can't bring myself to stay quiet.
>"You can't run from it." I somberly state
>We pull to a light and he turns to look at me. He knows I speak the truth.
>"Fuck." he clenches his jaw.
>We finish the drive in silence. The air heavy and tense. We get to my dropoff place, or what's becoming it. He kills the engine and we sit in silence for a few seconds. I look at him and we lock eyes.
>He looks away, unable to look at me. I put my hand in his. He squeezes.
>We stay like that a while before I pull away, opening the door and standing.
>"I'll see you again tomorrow, okay?" I state gently
>He smiles at me, a sort of pain still in his visage. "Yeah, see you tomorrow."
>I watch as he pulls away. Poor boy. I want to help him but... I'm not in any better of a situation than he is. I shake my head.

Fin

>>66739720
This is gonna suck. Next.