Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2014 22:43:17 -0600
From: Broseph Barbar <gaykiktrades2017@gmail.com>
Subject: Getting the Guy Part 3

So yep, he left the theater.

I was panicking. I ran out of the theater and looked for him, but I
couldn't find him. I drove home in silence, panicking that the worst had
happened and he had outed me to the entire school. I was not ready to come
out yet.

I checked all of the social media sites for anything he had said recently
but I didn't find anything. Tired from looking and very sad, I cried myself
to sleep.

On Monday I arrived at school in a somber manner. I went to class and sat
down, and to my surprise Carson sat next to me. He opened his mouth to say
something to me, but I was still upset over what happened, so I moved to
the back and sat on my own. This is pretty much what I did all day, and his
attempts to talk to me became more persistent, to the point where I would
have to hide not to run into him.

I did this successfully for about three days, until Carson's attempts got
so persistent, I had no choice but to talk to him. I was walking into a
stall, when he walked in and locked the door behind him...

"Why do you keep avoiding me Scott?", he asked. "Because you kissed me, and
then left!" Carson sat down on the toilet and looked down. "I thought that
might be why... I'm sorry I kissed you Scott. I don't know what I was
thinking. I guess you caught me. I really like you..." Carson's face teared
up, and he began to cry. The thought suddenly occurred to me that he
thought he was the only willing participant of the kiss we shared,  and
that I wanted no part of his life anymore.

I picked his chin up, and wiped the tears off of his face. He stood up.
"Carson, you just don't get it do you?" I pulled him in and kissed him
right on the lips. He was very shocked at first, but eventually he closed
his eyes and wrapped his arms around me.

I was seriously loving this. The guy of my dreams had his arms around me
and we were kissing very passionately. We leaned up against the wall of the
stall and pressed up against each other. I could feel the erection in his
shorts, and I'm pretty sure he could feel mine.

Suddenly we heard a shout from outside of the stall. "Hey you two! Get a
room!". We both jumped back and froze. He left and slowly we started to
giggle, and then laugh. We straightened up and left the bathroom (at
separate times), and I caught up with him. There were a lot of people in
the hallway, and he didn't want anyone to hear us, so he took out a piece
of paper and wrote something on it.

Meet me on the bleachers after school- Carson

So after school I walked over to the bleachers and there he was.
"Soooo...", he said. "Soooo...", I said. We both sat down. I put my hand on
the bleacher and he accidentally put it on mine. This time, he kept it
there.

"I really like you Scott. I mean, really like you" he said. "When I thought
you hated me, it was the worst I had ever felt in my entire life. I was so
sad that nothing could make me happy. But then, you kissed me, and I was
the happiest I've ever felt in my life. Does that make sense?"

"What I'm trying to say, Scott, is that the feelings I have for you aren't
just sexual. And I want to be your boyfriend, not just a hookup. If you
don't want to be my boyfriend, I'll understand comple-"

I cut him off right there with a kiss. Yet again, sparks and explosions.
Wow. "Of course I want to be your boyfriend Carson. More than anything." He
smiled and said, "Well I guess that makes us boyfriends now, Scotty."

We got into his car, and drove to my house. There, things were less... PG.
I'll tell you later ;)