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I sat in my dark room and carefully chose the words in the document that Shane would be reading. I had to come out to him. He was so cute, and caring. It always seemed like he had something for me, but this was the way to be sure, and even if he wasn't gay, I knew he would understand. In my note I included a rather subtle way of saying that I was gay. One thing that basically all the males in the 8th grade class comically groped each other, but it was all in good fun. I apologized to him for doing that to him, now that he knew I was gay. I finished up my work, closed my laptop, and went to bed.

The next day at school I carefully folded my little note, and put it in an envelope that I had been in my binder for who knows how long. I handed it to Shane in second period, and told him not to read it until he got home. Later that night I got a phone call from Shane. "Hello?"

"Hi, Tim, this is Shane"

"Ohm Hi, I hope you read my little note by now", I said with my voice crackling.

"Yeah I did, and I think we should talk about it", He said and I swear he was smiling over the phone.

"Ok" I said

"Tim, I just want to tell you that it's completely ok with me that you're gay", said Shane, "And I have a little surprise for you."

I held by breath.

"Tim, I'm gay too"

I could have melted right than and there.

"Oh, Shane", was all I could mutter.

"Tim....Can I come over, I'd like to talk about this."

"Sure", I said, "Hurry up!"

Shane hung up, and I collapsed into my chair. I wondered why he wanted to come over. I didn't know if he wanted sex or what.

Shane knocked on my door, and I rushed up the stairs to open it. We headed down stairs to my computer area, and I sat him down.

"So, what did you wanna talk about?" I said.

"Well, I think we should discuss how much we want to get involved, or if we want to do anything at all"

Well I definitely knew the answer to that one. I wanted to fuck the shit out of him. I knew that if I did have any kind of sexual contact with him, I would be in love forever.

I got up and sat on his lap and hugged him. He let out a whimper, and hugged me back. I told him how I had lusted over him for 3 months, and how I was sure he wanted me. He told me that he wanted me also, and that he basically already fell in love with me. I started to cry, and he did too. Not a heavy cry. Just a few tears, but it mattered. I asked if he wanted to go to my room. I wasn't implying sex, and he knew that. He agreed, and we went to my most private space in the house.

When we reached my room Shane lay down on my bed, and I collapsed on top of him. I rolled his short little body so that he was on top, which was much more comfortable. Shane was 5'3" at the time, whilst I was 5'8". He was chubby in the cutest way, and that has always turned me on. He held on to me and stated to cry again, I didn't cry this time, but I could have. I held his head, and stroked his hair. He talked about how much he wanted to be mine. I wanted to be his so much also, and told him. His sobs stopped, and he said he had to go. We kissed for 30 sec, than I showed him to the door. School the next day was going to be interesting.

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