Date: Thu, 26 Jul 2001 06:54:19 EDT
From: SammySagitarius@aol.com
Subject: Of My Own: Ryan

There is nothing graphic in this story. If homosexual and/or bisexual
thoughts or feelings upset you, why are you on this site?

RYAN

   Ryan, like Brandon, was small. Ryan has been small his whole life, I
guess. I'd guess he's about 5'3" but lanky. A kind of awkward build, he has.
He doesn't weigh much, 120 lb. at the most. Ryan and I were better friends
than Brandon and I, but Ryan didn't quite give me the "Brandon" feeling.
   I liked Ryan simply because he was nice to me. He tried to be nice and I
was considerate back to him. He never commented on anything I did, even
though I know I'm a slight bit on the feminine side. Also in the gifted
classes, we had those "advanced English" classes together, as did Brandon. My
best friend, Whitney, once dated and kissed Ryan. She told me stories about
it before she knew I liked him. She thinks it's "cute," my bisexuality. I
should probably get it out that I'm a virgin at 15... I haven't had sex with
a guy or with a girl, so when I say "bisexual," it's really like "I love too
many people." Haha, that's my way of putting it, anyway.
   Ryan was a popular kid. He played soccer. I think the shorts are hott, but
even that couldn't drag me to a game. I personally find it a lot of fun to
play, but it's so dull to watch.
   Ryan has light brown hair. It's kept short and has a "honey" tint to it.
He has braces, which are cute and makes his smiles fun to look at. He has
rich parents, no doubt, judging from his Abercrombie/Hilfiger clothes. Even
his suits for church have a Hilfiger Designs label on the inside pocket. He's
got long legs and thin arms. He's just cute, not sexy (like Brandon).
   Ryan has a hard time sitting still, so any chance he could during the
advanced class, he would stand up, fidget, lean over his desk. Anything to be
moving. One time, I looked over and he was leaning over the desk. He had his
small upper-body laying flat against the cold plastic-wood material of the
small desk. His legs were hanging down and his feet were on the chair, so
that his knees hung down between the desk and chair. He was rocking the desk
back and forth with his arms, but his leverage made him swing with it,
slightly. This caused it to appear as though he was gently thrusting his
hips. Knowing how Ryan isn't easily embarrassed, I thought I'd see if I could
a blush out of him.
   "Ryan," I said, staring directly at his ass swaying behind the desk, but
glancing at his eyes equally, "Are you humping your desk?"
   He froze, then said, "What?"
   I pointed at his hips, "It looks like you're humping your desk."
   Whitney came from behind me and said, "Were you watching that hard?"
   We all 3 laughed and Ryan started really going at it for a few seconds,
"Like that?" He said with a huge, brace-y grin on his face.
   "What was that about?" I was saying to Whitney, but her locker after the
bell rang.
   "Just keeping you on your toes. If you freak out about it, people will
talk. If you just play it like a joke, that's all it'll be."
   "I know, but the name-calling and shit from elementary school still
bothers me, Whitticus"
   "Sammy, cut it out. Everyone has moved past it except you! We're gonna be
out of this fucking school in less than 3 weeks and you'll be in high school.
You'll be the reason you don't have any friends if you don't get out of your
past. I have science. Later."
   "But..."
   I knew she was right. I hated that she was right. Of course, Day 1 of High
school meant day one of 4th period Drama and Acting. A class I chose on
purpose. I want to be famous and this class was a good start. Even after the
class got old, I still had a reason to go. Matt... The strange "straight" guy
that the girls found cute, but annoying. I agreed with them, but I couldn't
help thinking he was attracted to me. Whitney said it was my imagination, but
next time, you'll see why I doubt it...
   After writing the story about Brandon, people tell me to include boxers or
briefs in these stories. That would be a great idea, if only I knew. I'm sure
Brandon wears boxers, just judging by what I know about him, but when it
comes to Ryan, I have a hard time picturing him in either. He's so kid-like
in appearance that I want to say briefs, but he's as old as me, and the
majority of teens wear boxers. He seems to small for boxers, even though I
know some 8 year olds who wear them. If I ever find out for sure about any of
the people I write about, I'll be sure to make that a story of its own, for
I'm sure it'll be one!

NEXT TIME: Matt the Pole Dancer...