Just Experimenting

A Teenage Boy Goes Through His Phases

I touch his hair, just behind his ear.

It's soft, like these leaves I felt at the garden in town.

Elephant Ears, the leaves were called.

But his hair, brown, curly, was soft as it threaded through my fingers.

"So soft." I whisper, my lips only inches from his.

He was always quiet, always alone.

I wanted to know him, so I did. 

I move my hand down to his neck. Still yet to kiss him.

His breath smells like candy, the little sugar sticks.

It's sweet, and it makes me smile.

I lean forwards and he leans forwards.

Our lips connect, his were cold, but... warm. 

They moved together and my heart beat fast. 

I pulled away quickly, tears welling.

"Stop! Stop it now! This is wrong!"

"Wait, Jason!" The boy yells at me. "Jason!"

I stood from the floor of the locker room.

How could he force me to do that?

How sick was he! This was so wrong!

I have to tell someone, anyone!

I stop. My tongue moves over my lips.

I hear his feet slowly moving towards me.

"Jason... Please... I've never had a friend."

"You're gay..." I whispered, refusing to see him.

"Jason..." His voice is soft, and that sweet breath is on my neck.

"Yes... I'm gay." He said and his hands touched my arm.

I pulled away quickly. I don't want this...

I don't want this feeling. "You are too." 

He pulls me into his chest and I close my eyes.

"No... No I'm..." Tears are starting to run down my cheeks.

"Shhhh It's okay." He murmers and I sob.

What was I going to tell my father? Sorry dad. I'm gay?

Author's Note

~~I'm not a gay boy, sometimes I wish I was, but I'm not. I just experienced something similar to this, and I love the name Jason...