I had just gotten out of a relationship with this girl i had liked for a while, but i ended it because it just wasn’t there. I’m bi, and only a few of my close friends knew. Many had speculated but had no evidence to support their theory. I was just going through my day to day business which included getting up, going to school, hanging with friends, then going home. One night it all changed.

I remember it being a Saturday evening. I got a phone call.  I answered and heard some guy on the other end saying my name. 
 

" Hey what are you doing?"

" Who is this I asked?"

They wouldn’t tell me anything besides they went to another school a few miles away yet in the same district as my high school. I didn’t know how he knew me because I had almost no ties to the other school. He kept asking if i was bi, and i kept denying it, because I still wasn’t sure who it was, It very well could be some people just wanting proof about me.

Once a week, I’d get this phone call and I began to like talking to the person on the other end, even tho their identity was absent from my knowledge. One day at school I found a penny on the floor, heads up.. (ya know the lucky side) that night I received the phone call once again and this time it was different.

This time he confessed to going to my school, and that he was closer to me than I realized. With some persistence on my part, I got him to tell me he was in my Spanish class. He said his name was Jason and that he was disguising his voice.

Woah! I realized he sat right next to me in class. Jason was white, he had brown hair, he was in shape. He seemed to have a toned body, with a little tan. He had cool hazel eyes. Even though he sat next to me, I had never talked to him at all or even payed any attention to him.

"I understand if you never wanna speak to me again, and i guess i’ll see you in class, see ya" he said in his normal not gay at all voice.

"Wait" i said. For some reason i had a feeling that he would be really special to me, "I still wanna talk to you"

He gave me his cell number and we began to text all the time. We were getting closer and closer and even had the occasional phone sex. It would go something like this:

"Are you as hard as I am" He said.
"Oh yeah. We should start jerkin it" i said. I could hear him on the other end making noises.
"Oh, it feels so good. I’m getting close"
After a few minutes...
We both came and it didn’t feel weird at all.  We talked about what we would do to each other.
 

"I would love to fuck you" he said
"I would fuck your ass and make you scream" i said.
"Oh you would? well I want you to suck me"
"oh i’d make you moan"

Jason and I kept talking, and he wanted me to go to his house. One day after school when all of his friends were gone and mine too, he said come to my car, its in the back parking lot. I walked up to his gray car, it looked pretty decent. It looked relatively new. I opened the passenger seat door, and he said "Wanna come to my house"
I wasn’t sure at all. " I don’t know,"  I said. He must of been able to tell that i was really nervous because he said "We don’t have to do anything sexual," Jason said reassuringly.

I smiled and nodded, even though he said that we didnt’ have to do anything sexual, I knew we’d more than likely end up doing something.  I got in the car and shut the door. I was nervous, embracing myself for the destination, Jason’s bed.

To be continued....

There is more to come, and tell me what you guys think. It’s my first story, so be easy on me. And Yes the story is true.