Experimental Lover
Written by Sin
I believe I was only 16 when it all started. I had a friend who was bi sexual and he had always had a crush on me. At the time I could never imagine doing anything like that. I thought I was crazy for even thinking twice about it, I was so confused.
Well anyways we were both at the points in our lives where we were trying all new drugs and drinking quite heavily. Now I won’t say it all happened on the drop of a dime, we had flirted around the idea a couple times being drunk. We even had a kiss or two here and there.
Now before I go further let me explain I was not living at my parents house and this friend was the only one who would take me in so in my mind I had to do whatever I had to do to survive, as I think any other person would do.
Ok so anyways we were very intoxicated one night and I guess you could say it just sort of happened (note we were not just drinking..using lots of experimental drugs at the time) anyways, he knew that I would always get really horny and try and have sex with whatever if I was on a certain drug, so while I was drunk he convinced me to take two..
Anyways you can guess what happened from there...Well I stayed with this person and his family for awhile and did many other things while I was there that I’m not proud of, but that’s for other secret stories...Well he moved a year later and as usual, I was not living at my parents and once again he took me in.
At this point I had stopped all thoughts completely about experimenting again, so I had to convince him that I did want him and wanted to be with him, so that I would have a place to stay.
I must say while it was incredibly cruel of me, people are just too easy to manipulate while in love. Well I had to keep up this charade for about a year, which was one of the hardest things I’ve done. The worst part was when I knew we hadn’t had any physical contact and he would get suspicious and so we would have to "spend the night in his room". I did luck out onetime there I was staying where we were and we also lived with other people and I got to hook up with a girl that was staying there and her friend a couple times, but that was only before he told them that me and him were together. He liked to tell people we were together when we would meet someone; it was horrible.
When I moved back everyone heard I moved in with a gay person and thought I was gay, but I convinced them that we were just friends. My family still doesn’t know about all that and hopefully they never will.
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