[ WP ] Either tell us a true story from your own experience that slips into erotic fiction OR tell us a fake story that slips into a real sexual encounter you 've had . We 'll guess which you chose . [ NSFW ]

I was having a great time with my friends. We first went to watch the Enders Game movie at the cinema. It was a great movie, but the only thing I could think of was that the boy I had a crush on was sitting right next to me, and my other friend to the right of me. *I have to do something about this someday*, I thought. And I was, I was going to do something today. 
 
 After the movie we went for a dip in my pool. After around thirty minutes of talking, and splashing each other enough to blind us permanently, I decided to break the big ball. 
 
'Guys, I believe....that I may be... bisexual.' 
 
 Big shock.'Wait, wait, what? Really? No joke?' Says my naive fantasy. 
'I believe it. I mean, look at you. Even the way you sit is gay. And you always hang out with those girls, I thought that was a crazy mindfuck trick, to act gay, but, damn.' Says my pro-swimmer friend. 
 
'So, you guys are n't scared?' I ask them.'No, not really.' they say in unison. This was a big relief to me, despite the internet, nobody knew I was bi, not even my sister whom I love and care for more than myself. 
 
 So we kept on talking. I asked them to tell me some confessions to my scale, in hope my fantasy might come true. But no, petty confessions about shit they did seemingly months ago that I already knew about. Much sadness. 
 
 Anyway, my friend Ben left for some swimming practice and I was left with my dream. 
 
 `` Wan na walk along the beach?'' I asked him. `` Sure, fag'' replied Alexander, in a playful tone.. `` Hey now, do n't make me regret telling you that.'' I warned, seriously. `` Nah, I'm just messing with you. Are you sure you're bi though? I mean, you had sex with so many chicks, man.'' Oh, if only I could tell him who I really wanted to have sex with, that would have to be dealt with someday too, why not today? `` Alex, I'm sure'' I replied, standing my ground. `` I do n't think you are, I think it's just a phase you're going through''. I pulled him closer and kissed him, like I kissed a dozen women before him. It lasted for what seemed like an eternity. *If only it was an eternity*. I pulled away and shoved him toward the weathered stone. `` There you go, theres your proof. Now, we're going to play a game, I'm gon na do something, and if you want me to continue, you say yes when I ask you whether I should.'' I kissed him, before he could fight it. I held him tightly against the rock. When I let go, he was struck by shock.'Continue?' He nodded. I unbuttoned his shirt, kissing him wherever one button would've laid.'Continue?' He was n't so sure, so I answered for him. I pulled his pants down, underwear too. It was a cloudy day, so nobody was around. Just us. 
 
 Why was I doing this? I'm risking a great relationship with my greatest friend that saw me through shit ever since I was 13, and for what, some fantasy? I loved him, though, and still do. It would have killed me to keep this secret for so long. Perhaps why I was initially attracted to him was because he was a 70 % copy of me, skinny, tall, and curly hair. Our only difference was our eyes, our hair color ( he had hair black as jet. Mine was a more brunette, blondish ) and the fact that he was slightly paler. But it grew from that. We thought the same way. We were made for each other. 
 
 I sucked his cock. He confessed to me later that he was bi, but felt he should n't tell me just yet. 
 
 I did n't make a mistake. I made a lifelong partner. 
 

