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Ok, so what is the problem with unrequited love, you ask? Well
it fucking stinks. I had been in love with my best friend Chris since I was
aware of what love was. The problem? Well Chris ain't short for Christina and he
is quite straight. He wasn't one of those people who you think could have even a
few closet gay fantasies. Hell even his subconscious is straight. I had caught
him so many times asleep and dreaming of fucking some cunt.
I probably would still love him if he was less than attractive but he wasn't.
Does the term GREEK GOD mean anything to you? Well he was that and so much more.
He stood 6'3 220 lbs. blond sun streaked hair, hazel green eyes, finely chiseled
features and a body that makes my mouth water. It was my first year of college
that I decided that I needed to do something about my predicament.
You see, Chris and I had been friends since we were fourteen and he moved into
my neighborhood. If I hadn't thought about being gay before meeting him, then I
sure in the hell knew after meeting him. It was as if we just clicked. Before
the end of his first summer living here, we were best friends. For some reason I
could never tell him that I was gay or that the more I knew of him, the more I
fell in love with him. I guess I was just too afraid to lose his friendship to
tell him. That coupled with the fact that he would absolutely know how I felt if
I did tell him just left me alone to pine for someone I could never have.
When I started college, I promised myself that I wouldn't try to hide who I was anymore. I wasn't going to be flaming or anything I just wouldn't date girls anymore or lie when someone asked. I figured guys would be interested; it wasn't like I was a total slob in the looks department. I'm Dereck by the way. I'm 6'1 195 lbs with a swimmers build. I'm brown haired and brown eyed with sort of an olive complexion. I figured that even though I would have to tell Chris that I was gay, being in college meant that I could make new friends and maybe not be so alone even if Chris decided he no longer wanted to be my friend.
