Secret Love
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Andrew Harrison. The name that has been uttered out of my lips countless times. The name of the boy I am forbidden to love. I am forbidden to love a boy because I, too, am a boy.
My name is Calvin Jones. I am 17 years old and am homosexual. I remember watching the animated Hercules movie when I was around the age of 5. His bulging muscles, long neck and firm abs. I was too young to know about sex, but I knew that I wanted that man to hold me in his arms and never let go.
I told my mother when I was 13: "I like boys." She smiled down at me and patted my head. "I know, dear," was her response. Mothers always know. My father, on the other hand, would never approve. So I am in the closet for another year. Once I go to college, I am announcing my secret from the rooftop.
As for now I am attending high school, playing basketball, holding my girlfriend's hand in the hallways but staring at Andrew's butt from across the court.
Only 160 more days until graduation.
My name is Calvin Jones. I am 17 years old and am homosexual. I remember watching the animated Hercules movie when I was around the age of 5. His bulging muscles, long neck and firm abs. I was too young to know about sex, but I knew that I wanted that man to hold me in his arms and never let go.
I told my mother when I was 13: "I like boys." She smiled down at me and patted my head. "I know, dear," was her response. Mothers always know. My father, on the other hand, would never approve. So I am in the closet for another year. Once I go to college, I am announcing my secret from the rooftop.
As for now I am attending high school, playing basketball, holding my girlfriend's hand in the hallways but staring at Andrew's butt from across the court.
Only 160 more days until graduation.