Anna and Ty, Part II
As I told practically the whole world last month, except for my boyfriend and my family, I'm no longer a virgin. Since the time that I wrote that monumental column, much has changed in my life, and I don't really know how to take some of the changes.
My relationship with Anna is tighter than ever before, but now that we have had sex, it seems like not only are we closer, but we are boyfriend and girlfriend instead of just good friends. Yet, we both want to keep our relationship a secret, especially the sexual part. We haven't had intercourse since that first time, but we've done something similar a bunch of times, called femoral sex. Believe it or not, we were taught that in sex ed!
One thing that's freaking me out is that she keeps telling me that I "sure know what I'm doing" when it comes to sex, and I can't just tell her "That's because I do it all the time with Eric!" So I tell her that I "practice" a lot. Talk about embarrassment! The worst part was when she asked me to show her how I "practice." I was like well you show me how you do it and I'll show you how I do it. I'll stop before this turns into a pornographic column.
As I discussed before, my boyfriend Eric can sometimes do things that are not only annoying but downright stupid, but he finally pushed me too far.
On Labor Day I got sick suddenly and was in my room sleeping -- I hardly ever get sick, but when I do it just hits me hard! Eric came over to see if I was up to doing anything and my mom let him come up to my bedroom. So there I am in bed, barely awake, feeling horrible, and he wants to have anal sex with me! Now, I'm not too big on that anyway, but I wasn't in the mood for anything! Except sleep. Instead of coming back later and seeing if I was feeling better, Eric decides that he's going to get what he wants anyway and the next thing I know he's on top of me going at it, and after he ignored me when I told him to stop several times, I finally got totally PO'd and elbowed him right in his mouth! He just pulled his shorts up and left, didn't say a word.
For the next couple days I went over to his house after school, but he wouldn't answer the door, even though I knew he was there. He kept playing this game with me until finally I saw him walking down the street and just confronted him. It was strange standing there staring at each other in silence, but then we said "I'm sorry" in unison and went over to his house and hugged for a while. We didn't have sex, instead we just stretched out on his bed with our arms around each other, the same way that Anna and I do, and just talked.
I told him that I wouldn't let him have anal sex with me again, and if he didn't accept that then I'd never have sex with him again. . . he got the message because he agreed to that right away! Now we basically just masturbate each other, but it seems like even though we don't have sex as much, it's much better when we do. Maybe less is more?
In other news, I found out that my little brother has a boyfriend, a rather chubby kid in his grade, and they are starting to fool around. I'm not the greatest example of a big brother, am I? I feel really strange knowing that my brother's gay like me, but it really hit home when I saw them together in the living room making out while they we watching TV ... I just don't know if I should say anything to them or what to say? Since my brother has had just as much sex education as me, he already knows how to do it. I'd appreciate some input from the readers on this one!
Before I go, I just want to tell anyone that e-mails me that sometimes it takes a day or two for me to get back to you, and with my schedule I don't get online as much as in the summer. Please be patient and rest assured, I read every piece of e-mail and will reply a.s.a.p!
Until Next Time,