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all by myself
My name is Casey Jones, I am a sophomore in high school, and I am 5 foot 8 inches tall, I have sandy brown hair cut just above the collar with hazel eyes and a clear light complexion. I am not your typical student. I like sports but do not have the talent to play, I am smart but not a brainiac, I do, however, have one thing that I really like about school, I like to look at the BOYS, BOYS, and more BOYS, I am gay but not out yet it would certainly be almost and death wish if any one found out. So I watch the boys play football, baseball and basketball. I do, however, have one thing that makes my happy and that is seeing all that naked boys after gym class. Its like a schmorgasboard or a buffet. I can't touch but I can look everything over also sort of like Christmas window shopping. Do I like that.
I don't have very many friends and am scared to get close to any boy for fear of him finding out I am gay. I sit in class and try to concentrate an assignments but always start to to wander.
I have a pretty normal home life if you count being scared to death that I may at any moment be found out to be gay. I have no Idea what would happen, I really don't want to find out, I stay uncomfortably hidden the the closet. I know or at least hope that one day I might find someone that I could care for and that he would feel the same towards Me.
I woke up this morning with the thought that this was going to be another day just like every other day. I showered and got dressed went into the kitchen to have breakfast and as usual got the third degree from dad. I tried to play my way through all the questions but it seems like every day it just gets harder and harder. I finished breakfast and headed of to school. This is just like prison I get there and all I do all day is think about who I could get to be that one special person in my life, and like every other day i have no chance.
The first bell rang and off I go to first period and the day starts off quite smoothly. the day lingers on amd on and I am hoping that through some miralce I will finally see mister right. The thing is that he will never know. I am a caged lion waiting to strike.
When school was finally over for the day I went out and watched the team practice. I could go home and sit in my room and stare at the walls, however, watching the gives me a feeling of happiness.
I am so tired of living my live scared, scared of what I have become, scared of what to do, scared of how to act and most of all scared that someone may figure out my secret.
I am afraid of what I have to do but also afraid of what will happen if I don't.
Practice is over and I rush to leave before anyone sees me. I start my long trek home, Hoping that it will take me forever to get there then I will not have to put up with dads bombardment of the same old questions, I wish I could just blurt it out for the whole world to but that would be pure suicide.
I walk into the hosue and of course dad has to start about who I was taking to the dance. I so wanted to tell him the quarterback of the JV team but I am sure that that would be the end of everything as I know it. I ate dinner and then headed up to my room to do homework. When I finished I got on the computer and read a couple stories on Nifty and then it was time to get some sleep.
I had made it through another day, I was looking forward to the night, it was the only time that I could really be me. I tossed and turned until I finally dozed off and in my dreams I dreaded the call of the alarm clock.
That's it for chapter 1, Please let me know what you think email ma at spiderwick1@hotmail.com with your comments and feedback, I will answer all emails as soon as possible Thanks for reading my stories