about it a bit more, tried to find a way to tell them. Noah sat there, his head lowered once
more as he tried to figure out why it was so hard for everyone to believe and accept? Would
they be this angry with him if they had found out he was having sex with some cheerleader? He
kind of doubted they would, in fact he kind of thought his dad would be proud, chest out and
all while at the same time telling him to be careful, to use condoms but he would be happy
inside, so why was this so different?
In some ways Dakota was a catch, hell the guy was hot plus he was an athlete, so why should
his father make it seem dirty, seem wrong? It wasn’t like he woke up and said ‘hey I want
to do guys now’ or some other shit. He had always felt this way but it wasn’t until just
now that he realized exactly what it was he was feeling. Couldn’t his parents understand
that or were they so old they couldn’t?
Christ he had to be nuts he thought. What difference did it make what or why, he was about to
lose the best thing that ever happened to him and here he was, sitting moaning about maybe he
should have talked to them first or something? Fuck was he already giving in or accepting the
blame for this? His heart ached as he sat there, afraid that maybe he wouldn’t be able to
talk his way out of this, but then he scolded himself for even thinking like that. He hadn’t
done anything wrong, so why did he feel guilty? Why did loving another guy need to be such a
secret? If it was some girl, he’d have mouthed off without any trouble, any worry really and
they wouldn’t have been shocked, wouldn’t have been pissed or angry or anything, so was it
wrong? Was he really doing something unnatural as some of those on the news said?
“Noah?”
“What?”
“I am waiting for an answer son.”
