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Wait, what? Did he just say let a guy put a thing in his ass? And he said that's when he started having gay thoughts. That means since then he's had more. Did this mean...was Naruto gay? God this was all so fucking confusing. They were too god damn complicated. I needed to get everything off of my chest or else it was going to reel me back in. Only way to stop being scared is to face your fears right?
"I've been having thoughts of having sex with you." There. I said it. I said it out loud. God, there's that silence again. I better explain it more. "For the last couple of days all I've been able to do is think about you and about all the different ways I wanted to fuck you. It's been frustrating me because I'm straight and I like pussy and big tits, but all I've been fantasizing about is you and your ass."
I looked down in embarassment, or maybe it was in shame, I didn't know. "That day when you walked in on me...I was thinking about you. All those times you saw my hard dick, that was because of you. I hated every second of it, but it felt so right." The end of my story was coming up. "I went to the bar yesterday in hopes of forgetting those images of you. I finally found a hot chick. She was the perfect slut, big tits and everything. And she was sucking my dick...but all I could imagine was your mouth." I put my head in my hands, not even believing I was telling him all this.
"That's when I came home yesterday and I think that's why I cussed you off yesterday, because I'm straight!" I became a bit frustrated, "But all I think about is you." I sighed, letting everything out. It felt nice getting everything off my chest. However, what didn't feel good was the silence. That god damn silence.
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