The story of Karl : Part 1

Hey, Jake here. I'm going to tell you a true story for once. This happened my senior year. It's about how I discovered my follow baritone was gay. His name is Karl.

My senior year, me and Karl were the only two baritones in the schools jazz choir. We were sent into a Practice room to work on our part. We ran it for a while, but then Karl came and sat next to me. He had seemed depressed lately, and now it seemed it had finally gotten to him.

Me: "Hey Karl, you okay? You've seemed depressed lately. Is it because of your breakup?" I looked over at him and saw him smile ruefully.

K: "No, that's not bugging me. It's the fact that I've been dropping hints at this person, but I don't think their interested. Hell, I don't even know if they're..." he stopped and looked at me, decideing he could trust me. "I don't even know if he's gay." we sat in silence for a second, Karl running his hands through his amazing red hair.

Me: "Who is it?" again came the rueful smile. In answer, he slid his leg over towards mine. I heard a thud and looked over to see his jeans now in a tent. I smiled and put my hand on his leg. "Sorry I've been so blind. You guessed right about me being gay though. Now, shall we meet after school?

At the park say, 3?" Karl nodded and put his hand on my leg. We both slid them closer to the others crotch. When I reached his boner, I pushed it back down with my hand. We laughed, finished the song, and went through the rest of the day. At 3 we met up at the park and went walking through the woods. When we were far enough in, we stopped and sat on a log.

K: "So Jake, what do you want to do? We've got miles of woods to explore and a few peices close at hand." he smiled and grabbed my hand. I smiled back and kissed him on the cheek.

Me: "How about we play a little game of dares?" Karl smirked and nodded. "I dare you to show me if the carpet matches the drapes." I winked at him an he stood up. He unbuttoned his jeans and shimmied them down a bit. It revealed that he wasn't wearig underwear which I found adorable. It also revealed that the carpet did match the drapes. Karl was a true ginger. He fixed his pants and looked at me.

K: "Okay Jake, I dare you to get a boner."

To be continued...