I stayed in his palm like a dog

First of all, let me tell you, this is a memory that I say is gay, and please do not read it if you are not gay, because you do not understand how gay you feel. The story started when I had just gone to high school. He was tall, white, with green eyes and fashionable hair. He was wearing tight blue pants and a black T-shirt. Once a week, he took us to the pool, but he did not come for two months. It was ruined. I wanted to eat it with my own eyes. Of course, I have to say that I did not miss it. I was in another world until we got out of the pool and we did not say that by bicycle We were in the pool and the bicycles were locked in the pool yard. We were on our way to open our bicycles. Once he took his hand, Kunmo was playing with his pants. Our work was over by the end of the year and not more than the school year and I was in my shoes for three months. The next year I changed my teacher, but on the first day of October I saw something incredible. For two years, I served his mouth by rubbing and rubbing it under any circumstances, but I must say that I really loved him and I still have him and I am ready to give my life to reach him and I still write like a dog in my shoes.