Here is chapter 3 everyone. Due to some recent comments, I'm going to tell you right now that if you are looking a story to jerk off to, find a different one. I have written 45 chapters, with another 10 on their way, and not one of them have sex in it. People don't seem to understand that sex doesn't magically happen when one has conflicting emotions about being gay, nor when one has gone through the emotional turmoil like they have. If I do decide to add any sex into this story, it will be few and far in between, and it will go no further than mutual masturbation at first.
This story was written for beauty, and it is based on truth.
Anyway, this chapter takes place from Ben's point of view. Hope you enjoy it.
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Chapter 3
I made it there right in the nick of time. My bus was just about to move. I was out of breath when I finally walked on board. I gave a coarse hello to the bus driver and I scanned the area for a seat. There was one open, all the way in the back, right next to Ty. I started walking down the center aisle. Every kid was watching me walk. It felt strange having all eyes on me. As I got to the back of the bus, I saw Ty putting his backpack on the ground to make room for me. I got closer and the bus started to move. I wasn't ready and I fell right on top of him.
"Oh no. I have to think of something quick." Like a fox, I darted off of him. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I mean it just sort of happened" I murmured.
"Chill dude. It's fine. It's not your fault. It's the bus driver's fault. He moved before you were ready," Ty told me. I still wasn't sure if everything was alright, but he let it be.
I was nervous. I didn't know if I should say any more. It took some time until I finally said, "You're in my biology class right?"
"Um, yeah. I think so. English too," he replied sounding nervous too. He had the sweetest voice and I was entranced by it.
I decided that it would probably be a good idea to know his name for sure so I stated, "Well cool. I'm Ben." I was still shaking in my boots. The feeling of talking to a romance is an odd one, and one I hated with a fiery passion.
"I'm Ty. Nice to meet you."
Neither of us spoke another word for the bus ride. Kids quickly started getting off the bus, but Ty stayed on. It seemed like he would never get off. Soon we were the last two kids on the bus. Soon we arrived at the bus stop in front of my neighborhood.
"Alright boys. Here is your stop," the bus driver screamed at us. I could tell he was ready for the day to be over with.
I gave him a polite goodbye and I stepped out of the bus. I stood by the doors for a little bit to see which way Ty was going to go. "I can't believe my luck. This god of a boy lives in the same neighborhood as me. Maybe we can become friends," I thought hopefully. Ty walked off the bus moments after I did, and he started walking down the same street I lived on.
We must have walked at least a block until Ty finally said, "So. Are you just going to follow me, or are you going to say something?"
I didn't know how to respond. I could tell him the truth, but I decided that I should be crafty and give him the classic, "Something," line.
We walking in silence for a few more minutes and he started walking up a driveway. "Well, see you tomorrow dude," he stated.
I didn't want to stop talking to him so I replied, "Hey, um, hold on."