Date: 12/10/2017, Categories: Fiction, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Teen, Gay, Teen, Author: caracol101, Source: sexstories.com
Get out of my house, you nigger loving faggot. My father, such a way with words. My name is Abraham and I remember the scene of departure from my childhood home all too clearly. The last look on my mother's face mirrored my father's. Rage, Shame, Disappointment. But, it's in the past now, I've moved on. The wound still throbs but I can ignore it. His name is Fredrick. A tall, thin dark skinned boy with deep brown eyes, short hair, and a face so cute it hurt to look at him. We were exactly alike in appearance, save for the skin tone, I'm white as a ghost. He always makes me feel better. Always brings a smile to my face, just by seeing him. We have only been together for less than a year, yet I know we will be together forever. I know, at eighteen everyone thinks that but I knew it. We met just after my eighteenth birthday on a blind date. No, we weren't setup together, I was setup with a girl my mother met at church. My parents were deeply religious and wanted me to marry a good christian girl. This wasn't the first date my mother set me up on. I think maybe the hundredth. It never worked out. It wasn't because I thought I was gay, it was the fanatical way these girls held to religion. I had come to question my faith and all the strict rules for life and I really didn't want to be with someone who was that nutty about it. Plus my hormones were raging as much as my cock was and church going girls don't put out. I was still a virgin unless you count the “sinful” pleasuring a ...