Date: Sat, 17 Nov 2001 18:37:56 EST
From: SammySagitarius@aol.com
Subject: Of-My-Own - Update 1

Of-My-Own -- The Guys
With Christmas break almost around the corner of my Sophomore year, I'm a
little upset that I'll have to spend it without any of my cute guys. You know
that Brandon is a basketball star (or he was in middle school). Now he's a
Soccer guy and that uniform turns me on too. He's still a fox, but it hurts
inside to see him and know that I can never be with him. That's the trouble
with teen sexuality -- it likes to be painful. Ryan is on the Soccer team,
too. So is Kevin (Whitney's friend. She tells me he has an 8 inch dick, and
just by looking at him, I don't doubt it).

I had big plans to turn the Matt stories into some drama, but recent
developments between the real Matt and I have caused me to rethink that. He
looks very handsome, but has become very unattractive as a person, so I
don't care to write about him. On the good side, there's another Matt in my
life, and he's great.  Unfortunately, my heterophobic self (not wanting
people to know about my sexuality) has caused me to act quite an asshole to
him. I'll be sure to enlighten you on that situation. It may not be what
you think. Okay, here's the scoop on my unknowing guys:

BRANDON'S  UPDATE
Brandon is on the Soccer team now, and he looks mighty fine and strong-legged
in his short soccer shorts. When our school's student-produced news team does
a story on the soccer team, I don't miss a word (or a clip of Brandon making
an awesome move). It appears that all the guys I think are cute have taken up
the soccer team. Can my audience say "Soccer Team Locker Room Fantasy"? Haha.
Brandon is still the hott, dark haired guy, with a nice year-round tan that
he's always been, except now, he's got 4th period in the room across the hall
from my 4th period. Of course, every chance I get, I peak into his classroom
and stare a little bit. God, I wish masturbation was allowed in school. I'll
be honest, only 30% of all of you would find him attractive, maybe 5% would
find him as irresistible as I do, because he's not the hottie I describe him
as. I can sense that from people I talk to about him and from the fact that
he hasn't had a girlfriend since the 7th friggin' grade. (but I know he's
straight). However, to me, he's the best looking guy in my mind. I've known
plenty of guys cuter than him (I'll tell you a story about that guy
sometime), but he still looks good to me. I need a picture of him. No, not
for that, you pervert! Just so I can stare into his eyes...

ADDITIONAL BRANDON UPDATE (from a later date)
It seems that since I've been writing this large update, Brandon had been
looking at me. Whenever I pass him in the hallway, there is ALWAYS eye
contact. He smiles, but doesn't wave. I don't know what to think. I love
looking into his eyes, but it's starting to throw me off. My fear is that
he's found my stories, and took a wile guess it was about him. Of course, if
he's been reading the Nifty Archives, I don't have much to fear.

ANOTHER BRANDON UPDATE
(just shows you how long this is taking me to make up and send)

I came out of 4th period, and purposely cut Brandon off in the hall. Okay, so
I went to the door by the turn and waited for my friend Lindsey to come out.
She came out and I walked with her just in time for me to catch that Brandon
was behind us. Now, I'm pretty tall, so when I looked down and over at
Lindsey's face, the corner of my eye let me know that he was keyed in on our
conversation. So I said to Lindsey, "I had a funny conversation with Sarah
James in 4th period. I asked her how she felt about lesbians and she said
'that's gross and they'll go to hell' so I was thinkin' - 'gee, I won't be
talking to you anymore'." Lindsey laughed. I made sure I turned my head to
catch Brandon's eyes. He looked at me and quickly shot his eyes down. I
looked back at Lindsey, she was still laughing at my imitation of Sarah. I
looked back behind me and saw that Brandon had disappeared. When I looked
back in front of me, I was shocked at the crowd of people trying to get onto
the staircase to go to the 2nd floor. I tried to push my way through, while
still being courteous and letting Lindsey get in front of me. It was then I
felt someone touch my back. Brandon's chest was on my back - he was sliding
in front of me and the crowd made him have to actually slide against me to
make it to the stairs. It took all I had not to shake when I realized it was
him. As he went up the stairs, I looked at his small, sexy ass. You know how
when you have jeans for a while, the corners near the back pockets wear away.
He had the holes in his pants. I looked right at that hole, and got the
answer to the "boxers or briefs" question. Boxers... (which, now that I think
of it, makes sense. After all, in that basketball game, I was able to see an
outline of his package... would briefs have let me see that?) Now that I know
he where's boxers, when summer comes around, I'll make sure to catch him on
the staircase. Maybe I'll see something worth seeing... haha... I'm starting
to think he's... you know, questioning his sexuality. I'd love to find out he
likes me, but there may be another reason he's staring at me so much...
Wonder what it is.

RYAN'S  UPDATE
Ryan is still skinny, still exactly the same, except now he's dressing
better. He's wearing turtle necks and Hilfiger. I think he still looks pretty
good. He still says "Hi" to me in the halls. He's probably the only one from
my middle school that does. Makes you feel popular, huh? Anyway, he's cute,
like a little kid. But cute like the guy he will become. He's great. The
reason his update is so small is because he hasn't changed a bit, and I like
him like that.

The New Matt:
Matt A. has become a bad person. Drug use, the wrong friends, and a bad
attitude have pushed him away from more love than he'll ever know. He brought
it on himself and I hope he gets better, but I refuse to cry over his
mistakes. The new Matt - Matt H. - is a much nicer guy. He's also on the
Soccer team (isn't that uncanny?). He's small. Also a coincidence that all me
guys are small... nope. I am slightly mean to him, because he is the first
person I have really liked since Brandon. It's killing me to like him. I'm
being mean so that I push myself away, but every chance I get, I'm looking at
his body. It all makes no sense to me. I guess I just don't want friends.

The Soccer Team In the Locker Room Fantasy will be my next story. Thanks for
reading. --Sammy