Gay Short Story 'Ty'
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all wrong? Was he just wishing too much and making more out of what Ross was saying? Fuck,
why did life have to be so damned complicated.
Ty “But I didn’t think you, I mean, you
really look for me at the meets?”
Ross “Yeah, stupid huh? Not like you are
ever there”
Ty “I thought you would be pissed if I
showed up”
Ross “Pissed? Why?”
Ty “Cause… well, I dunno, didn’t think
you really felt the same way”
Ross “So, what? I just do this for what,
the sex?”
Ty “I suppose”
Well that answered him didn’t it? Ross stared for a second at Ty before speaking, not sure
really what to say except that it wasn’t how he looked at Ty, or at least
how he thought of him. How could he have been so stupid really, to think
that Ty wanted more than to get off with some jock? No wonder he never
showed up at the meets, he just was interested in getting his dick stroked
by him but then, why was Ty always looking at him like he wanted more? Why
did he always have this feeling when they would unzip each other that Ty
wanted to hold him or do more? If all he wanted was to claim a jock did him
why did he groan like he did just before he would shoot?
Ross “Fuck for a brain you sure as hell
are stupid”
Ty “I guess, you really, I mean you
really…”
Ross “Yeah, guess that does make me the
stupid jock doesn’t it?”
He never had thought about it before, but Ross really did seem to care for him as more than,
well as more than a jerk off bud and shit, guys their ages didn’t just
whack each other off simply because it was cool, not at 16 and that was what
they were doing. Christ if he really thought about it, they took a lot of
chances some nights just to drop their pants and have the other jack em off.
Why hadn’t he realized all this before?
Ty “No, no it doesn’t, I don’t know,
I mean, fuck Ross I don’t know what I mean, ‘cept that I wish that every
day was Thursday’s”
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