I frowned and glanced down into my cup."Do you want to talk about what's bothering you?" Look, I'm sorry, you've been very nice and all, but I don't e...en knowyou and it's... it's all such a mess," I sighed. "I don't even reallyknow what's going on. You'd probably think I was crazy." Try me," you laughed."No." I shook my head. "You know what? I don't even want to think aboutit right now. Let's just say my life has suddenly become weird andconfusing and leave it at that." Fair enough," you. “I need to talk to you.” “Yeah?” Brian continued on with his cocky behavior. “Need to tell me how you can’t live without my cock inside of you?” “You are such a pig,” Hannah cried out, slapping him on his bare shoulder, leaving a small red hand print. “Violent much,” he spat out, rubbing over his fresh mark of pain. “What has gotten into you.” “Look,” She took a deep breath, setting herself onto the edge of a large oak desk. “I need to have a serious talk with you.” “Oh my god,” Brian. ."CUM!" she said. She grabbed my cock with her petite little hand. Stroked me, making sure she got some pre-cum on her palm, and squeezed the head of my dick. "I want your cum!" she squealed as she furiously wanked me. My balls were slapping against me and she took her other hand to hold them. I could feel my cum start to boil in my balls, my cock throbbed harder, Kelly moved closer and opened her mouth wide. When I shot, it went clear over her head and onto my desk, my next shot landed. For the FIRST time. I cried for what seemed like days. My mom is my best friend and luckily, had been there for me throughout each and every feeling I’d had.In that moment, I knew I had to come out. When we got home, I went straight to my room. I closed the door, sat on the floor in the corner by my bed, and I started crying. My anger switched to fear. I started calling different friends, hoping I'd hear something that would give me the courage to come out to my family. One of my friends had.