It was the first day of the new college semester. As I was doing my studies, I noticed a new student in one of my classes who had very long jet black hair tied into a bun. I had already been considering getting a new girlfriend as my relationship with Sandra had not been working out.
I was somewhat distracted during the class, as I had been admiring the student's silky long hair, and whenever the student put their hand toward their head, I was anticipating a bun drop, and I became horny.
It was not until the end of class when I could make out that the student was actually a male, when he got up and left his desk for the next class. As I was blushing, I also felt embarrassed, hoping nobody noticed that I took quick glances at the student throughout class.
About three days later, during lunch break, the man decided to sit next to me. As he was walking over to the table, I caught myself admiring him again. Aside from his tall body, I took a particular focus to his facial features, everything from his gray eyes to his nose and a lack of facial hairs. He appeared to have soft, feminine skin, a contrast to his masculine build.
Just as the man was about to sit down, he smiled at me and said "Hi."
I accidentally blushed again, and became embarrassed when the man left out a soft laugh while his mouth was closed. All my life I grew up liking women, and I felt confused as I appeared to be developing my first gay crush.
"My name's Leo, what's your name?" he asked me.
"Well, let's just say I'm the protagonist on this story," I replied.
"So I'll just call you protagonist then?" he then said.
"Yeah that works," I said.
Because this was our first meeting, me and Leo mainly just got to know one another, and I also taught him about the place. There was nothing erotic or romantic in our conversation... at least not yet.
That night, I spent an extra long night in my bathroom. I felt sexually confused as I could not help but have sexual fantasies of me and Leo making out and having gay sex. I even masturbated. I'm already on the last thread of my relationship with Sandra, and if I express more interest in Leo or if she finds out about my gay fantasies, me and her would be through for good.
Me and Leo regularly sat together at lunch. About two months into me and Leo knowing one another, I remembered seeing Sandra raise an eyebrow in suspicion when Leo made the first move to hold my hand. As I felt his soft, feminine skin gently rubbing my hand, I got a boner, and everyone around me saw it. Sandra began to look really angry, and I could tell my relationship with her was about to end very soon.
As I made my way back to my apartment, I got bullied by a few other guys, and was bombarded with homophobic slurs. Lucky for me, Leo came to chase the bullies away. He then pulled me toward his leather jacket and said in a somewhat soft voice, "You and me, going on a date at the park on Saturday. Sound good?"
I agreed to his proposal. I shivered somewhat nervously inside as I sensed that it would be a big step forward into me and him becoming a gay couple.
