1. Unrequited - Chapter 1 : Backstory


    Date: 11/30/2015, Categories: True Story, Boy / Boy, Gay, Non-Erotic, Author: ZephStone, Rating: 44.4, Source: sexstories.com

    This is based on real experiences. I guess you could call it a form of therapy. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I’m Sam and I’m madly in love with someone. There’s only one problem though – I have a complicated history with the guy I’m in love with. Let’s call him Matt for now. I know what you’re thinking. “Go and talk to him! Let him know how you feel!” Yeah, right. As if it’s that easy. You see, Matt and I are different like the Sahara is from the Himalayas. Matt is one of the hottest dudes in the school with a smile that can make your heart melt. He’s nice, popular, and way out of my league. You could call him the Ryan Reynolds or Ryan Gosling of our school. Both girls and boys want to go out with him for either love or a shag. I envy him being chased around though I know he’s not as smart as I am. Meanwhile, I’m just your average dude – average looks, a little round around the edges, and plain. Nothing remarkable here. I’ve won state and national championships with my wits and skills, but nobody but only a few friends care anyway. After all, I’m not the ideal poster boy for anything despite my merits. Honestly, I’d trade all my assets with his to feel wanted even just for a day. Anyway, back to this love thing. I met Matt 3 years ago in a class. I even remember the clothes he wore that day I first saw him – a yellow shirt, white pants, and this little bag he always carries with him. He ...
    smelled faintly of deodorant and had a bit of scruff on his face. There were other hot guys in that class, but for some reason, he was the only one that made my heart beat quicker than usual. He smiled at me and I realized I was staring at him, so I quickly looked away hoping that nobody noticed. He was my classmate in other classes over a period of 3 semesters. During that time, I forced myself to make small talk with him just to hear him speak and have him close to me. Before long, I was offering to do his assignments for him to get even closer. Being stupid and naïve at the time, I was hoping that my actions would bring us close enough to become good friends and maybe a bit more. No, I’m not talking about friends with benefits. I wanted him to be my boyfriend. So this thing with me offering to do his work for him continued until someone told me that Matt was probably taking advantage of my affection for him. Obviously, that hurt me a lot and I stopped doing things for him, growing cold towards him in the process. Maybe it confused him a bit to see me becoming more distant from him, but I really didn’t care. That’s when I crashed and embarked on a fruitless vendetta that would only end up hurting both Matt and I. I spread rumors about him, accessed a school Facebook page and deleted his pictures from a special album, and changed the way I originally saw him into a twisted image. My desire for him was replaced by anger and hatred and I tried to ruin others’ perception of him ...
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