When you wish upon a star

(Part 1 from 1. Fiction.)

My perspective:

I layed in bed, thinking about the day and what not, I was 18, I had known I was gay for a long time but I hadn't come out. I would always think about if maybe someone I knew was secretly gay. My greatest wish was a friend of mine, Connor, to be gay. He was blonde and had an awesome pure muscle body, he was still skinny though. My deepest desire was for him to come out to me and we would be together, but he was obviously straight. If only I could wish him gay! Then as I looked out my window and saw a shooting star, "I wish Connor was gay!" i felt silly for saying it but something about it felt magical. I then went to sleep to be ready for school the next day.

Connor's perspective:


My alarm went off at six o five and i crawled out of bed groggy and with my usual morning wood. I had about 10 minutes before i needed to start getting ready, so i grabbed my computer and turned on some porn of a girl masturbating. As i stroked my cock i didnt find the same interest i always had in the video. So i kicked it up a notch and watched a male on female sex video. As i watched i noticed my woody popping up again but i found myself starring at the guys ass going up and down and bouncing weither then the girl. Eventually my wood went away before cumming so i just jumped in the shower.

I still wanted to cum so i started invisioning tiffany, a hot girl in my class, but no matter how much i pictured fucking her i couldnt get my wood up. i tried again and something wierd happened, i started invisioning me making out with a guy, grabbing his ass and rubbing our bulges together. i came in about 5 minutes of this and when i was done i just stood in awe.

Yesterday i was watching girls get gang banged and i had just masturbated happily to the thought of me making out with a guy. Am i gay? No you just dont turn gay overnight! Besides Why me?! why me of all people! there was no way. i continued to think about it but i went to school.

-to be continued

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