I take off for college and my parents at the age of forty decide to downsize form the house I grew up in. They purchase a three bedroom condo where they have a guest room I can use. My stuff is all in boxes in the addict. I was personally devastated and told to grow up fast.
What my parents did not know was the person that lived next door was my age. A student going to college too. He purchased his condo age the age of nineteen, and has been working at McDonalds since he was sixteen. They gave him a scholarship for his degree in business. A straight A student he is supposed to be smarter than most people.
I come home for one month in summer. Mom and dad give me the spare bedroom. Friday night despite the three feet gap between the condos. I could hear their neighbor having sex and I am fairly convinced it was with a guy. I had my mom and dad come verify it and dad and I both recorded it on our cell phones. After two hours it finally got quite. I finally got to sleep, and had my first ever gay dream. I am laying in bed asleep and from out of nowhere a mans hand reaches from behind me and grabs my junk. I freak and wake up looking to see who is behind me in bed.
The next morning at breakfast my parents decide dad will introduce me to the young man. his name is Josh then I will have the conversation about what I heard. Not as a complaint but just to make him aware. He gets home from classes or work at three. He parks his car in the garage and checks his mail box. Dad and I go outside and meet him on his way back to his condo. The introduction, Josh meet David and dad takes off.
I explain, I play the recording. He shows me his playroom and explains it was there so not to be close to my parents bedroom. We actually did a test where I was in the playroom and he was in my parents guest room. I make sex sounds and vice versa. After a contractor investigates they failed to use soundproofing drywall as required. They have to replace it at both condos. I go back to college.
To my surprise and about every other week I would get a text of the progress on the drywall from Josh. He would fill me in on stuff about my parents and the hot guys on the work crew.
and a stock tip and end with a question about my sex life. The last email suggest the last time I got laid was in high school. Asking what ever happened to that girl? She was married with two kids one and a half years out of high school. It was scary how could he know that?
It had been over two months and he sends me a picture of his updated play room. There on the wall is a five by seven picture of a selfie he took of the two of us. Telling me it was to prove he has straight friends. I explain I am studying for a test in my calculus class and I have to get better than a B. He downloads the book and walks me through four chapters over the phone. three hours and we were up until four in the morning. I aced it. I was so grateful.
The condos backyard overlook a golf course. The six foot wall drops to four feet for the last five feet. It allows conversation between neighbors. A sunny afternoon Mom faints and hits her head, witnessed by my dad and Josh. He called 911 and help dad get her to the hospital and then he called me. My mom would be fine but never the same after that. I think Josh and I talked every night for a month. I was so glad when the year was over. Thrill to be back home for a month things had changed a lot. Mom at the age of fifty three had stopped doing laundry, and fixing most meals. Dad was heating up frozen meals for the two of them two eat.
For me the cool thing was I could cook just like my mother. I started cooking all of dad's favorites. It help to wake my mom up enough that she would try to help. Tell me what it was missing or needed. I was making enough to invite Josh over every night for two weeks dinner with my parents and a different dish. One night I make street tacos, we are sitting around the table. My mother who is in her own world, asks me in front of my father and Josh. Why can't I be gay? Josh would make me happy. I should give him a chance. Josh tried to explain it does not work that way.
I am make plans for my third year in college and my dad tells me the last three weeks have been great. He would like me to stay and help him take care of my mother. Free room and board and I tranter to the local state college for the last two years. My dad seem desperate and not prepared to work and take care of my mother. Selling the big house and downsizing had paid off the condo. Dad had fifteen more years before he could retire and he wanted to work. My new gay best friend loved the idea.
Dad hired a housekeeper to come in while I was at classes for four hours a day. The house was kept spotless. Truly I just cooked and cleaned up after dinner and hung out with mom after classes. I would do homework and she would watch tv. Weekends I would order take out and I got those nights to myself.
The only thing left was for Josh to seduce me into doing gay stuff with him. A plan everyone was on board with except me. I was however opened to the idea. I just did not understand how you get from where I was to where he was at. I started watching gay content to see what I was getting myself into. That was more than an eye opener, and more than I wanted to know. Josh seem to think it was funny and swore he is only into gay normal. A Friday night becomes a movie and sleepover night with a promise to only cuddle.
After three minutes of spooning we started making out and an hour later we were making love for the first time ever. I could definitely be gay after that and five days later I officially was in love with a man. A week after that I came out to my parents, who say they knew all along. I would disagree, I never once would let let myself go three, it was never a choice to consider. Well until it actually became an option. A possibility to consider. Make you wonder. How many guys have blinders on like I did?
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