I want to tell you the story of being gay. This story goes back to a few years ago, when I was seventeen years old. That year I was in the third grade of high school. The first day I went to high school and entered the classroom, the classroom was crowded and the children, who had not seen each other for three months, gathered together and talked. I also got angry with them after greeting them. After a while, I realized that the children were talking about a new student. Ali said that this irreligious boy was very handsome, as if he was supposed to be a girl first. Ramin also continued: "She has a lipstick. In short, everyone was saying something, and I was very eager to see who all the kids were talking about. A few minutes later, the boy entered through the door and went to sit in a corner. Wow how beautiful it was. As Ramin said, his lips were very cool and he had white skin, he also had a good physique and a well-groomed buttocks. His hair was long and bare, and in short, everything made this boy an insect.
Because he was new and did not know anyone, he was sitting quietly on a bench and not talking to anyone, so I took the opportunity and went and sat in front of him. I greeted him and shook his hand. He had a soft hand. Then I asked his name and where he was before and why he came here. He also replied that his name was Amir and they came here from another city. In short, we talked a lot and we became friends on the first day. We were together until the evening when the high school was closed, and because part of our route was the same, we left the high school together and shook hands when we wanted to separate, and he told me that he would love to be friends with me and I would talk. I approved of it and we each went to our own house. That day and night he was all thinking about how I could spend time with him.
From then on, I was with Amir every day in high school and I did not leave him for a second. Little by little, I fell in love with her and was looking for a way I could do it, so I slowly started talking to her about sex and realized that she also liked him and even told me about having sex with her cousin, and I did. I told him the story of sex with Mina (my girlfriend). Let's talk about these women and laugh with them. I took the opportunity and showed him some gay photos I had taken from the internet. She was getting horny in surprise, because she had seen all kinds of sexy photos, except for this model.
When I saw that he liked these photos and was asking for the address of his site, I said, "What do you want the URL of the site for? If we can not do this ourselves." Amir thought for a while and said why not. I did and I started biting my lip and in the same position I pulled him out from behind the table and we went to the bed together and hugged each other tightly and at the same time I was playing with the corner. After a few minutes, he said, "Let's take off our clothes, and after a few seconds, we would both get naked and hug each other again, and we would play with Kir and Koon as we kissed." I, who was completely aroused, said, "Let me do it for you." Amir accepted and came back and slept on the bed with his chest on the bed and closed his eyes. Naked Amir in front of me on the couch. I slowly opened the corner and saw the corner hole. I was going crazy. I quickly greased my cream with cream and put the cream on Amir's hole and gently pressed on it. Amir cried out in pain and said, "Jon, I told you to bear with me for a while, but the pain will decrease, but he wanted to get up." I was just holding it, I grabbed it tightly and put all my cream in the corner. Amir was crying from the pain and he was constantly trying to get out from under me, but I was holding him tightly and I was trying to get him when suddenly he came and poured everything into Amir's butt. I pulled my cream out of Amir's hole and put on my clothes. Amir, who had just calmed down, said, "Why are you wearing your clothes?" So what about me and I said with complete cowardice: Mr. Amir, you made a mistake, brother, I am not Connie. He put on his clothes and came to me and said: very cowardly and pushed me hard and I fell to the ground.
When Amir left, I was very sorry for what I had done. Oh, at that time, I thought that if someone killed a person, the sky would fall to the ground or the world would end. In short, I did not have a good mindset about giving. At that moment, I hated myself and decided to make up for it and somehow get Amir out of my heart.
The next day, Amir did not talk to me at all in high school and Joshua changed in class. The children, who used to see us all together, were surprised and asked me the reason, and I somehow heard Amir say that we had a fight, but it had nothing to do with you, and we would solve our own problems. Amir and I were upset that day. I did not know what made me unable to go. One or two days passed like this and I missed Amir very much, so I could not bear it and went to Amir, but he turned his face away. I apologized to him but he still did not speak. I told him how much I regret what I did and how much I miss him. When I said that, he came back and said that although he was very cowardly, I missed you too, and then we kissed each other, and our friendship started again, and this time we loved each other more than before.
Now, after a few years, I am still friends with Amir and we are classmates at the university. We have been together at least once a week for a few years now, and we are both satisfied with this, and so far no girl has been able to take one of us away from the other. Amir and I are one soul in two bodies and we are literally in love. The thought of one day being separated from Amir drives me crazy. I ask God that the day of my separation from Amir be the day of my death.
