I still love him

Hello guys, I hope you are well. This story goes back to last year, when it was both the best and the worst. I am Arman. I am 22 years old. In the city where I live, most people know each other. I'm gay and I'm not one of them. I just fell in love. I fell in love with a boy named Kiarash. You may not believe it, but not me, but everyone says this. He played with us on our volleyball court and attracted my attention. He was 3 years younger than me, with a white body and a very sexy body. For a few months, like boys and girls, we used to play SMS together and offer alms, but we did not talk about sex until one night when we were playing messages, he told me that you are a drinker. I said okay, tomorrow was Friday at 1 o'clock when I went and bought it Hey, he was next to our city and we sat down and ate. Then I felt that Kiarash was crying. I hugged him and said, "Dadashi, why are you crying?" He said, "I did nothing." When I thought I saw the best opportunity, I accepted. He slowly took off his pants. When I saw his body, I was fainting. I wanted to do something that all the people of the city wanted. He got ready. I wet it with my mouth and fell asleep. Wow, what a cone it was. I was slowly calming it down. I fainted. Wow, I had no time to get up. We got up, put on our clothes. He was wounded on the rocks. We tied him with a handkerchief. He could have beaten me and my relationship afterIt took me 3 months. I still love her, not because of sex, because she was the only person I loved. I'm ready to give her up. Write