In Kentucky, there is no “gay scene”, at least not where I live. The only gay people I’ve ever even seen are a few feminine guys in my high school, and a few older lesbian couples that everyone stares at in the grocery store. So in other words, no one I’d be interested in. Until Dane’s family moved in next door.

I’d seen him around school looking lost and pissed off, so I decided to be nice and help him out. Who knows? Maybe he’d turn out to be totally different from everyone else at this school, and actually be interesting. I helped him find his locker and his classes that day, and even sat with him at lunch. He was pretty quiet, but still nice. I wasn’t exactly a big talker myself. On the walk home from school he told me his family had moved here from Boston and he wasn’t happy about it, in fact he was refusing to speak to his parents. I told him he could hang out at my house if he wanted a break from the tension and he agreed. He told me his plans about what he was going to do after he graduated in a few weeks, they were not unlike my own, getting the hell away from Kentucky and living in a big city where there would be more culture. Then he said something that made my stomach flip flop…

“Thank God I broke up with my boyfriend before we moved down here.”

I knew that was his own way of saying “Dude I’m gay, is that cool?” He looked over at me and waited for my response, his face literally inches from mine. I didn’t know what to say, so I kissed him. He pulled back and looked at me with wide eyes. Then I realized what I had just done, this guy wasn’t just good looking; he’s fucking hot. 6’1’’, perfectly messed up dark brown hair, bright blue eyes, great clothes, and built flawlessly. Shit, what had I just done? I felt lightheaded. I wanted to run to the bathroom and just rest my head against the cold tiled wall, but then I would really look like a freak.

“I would have never guessed,” was all he had to say.

“Really? You thought I was straight?” I asked feeling slightly better then I did 10 seconds ago.

“And here I was thinking I wouldn’t find anyone around here worth a damn.” He laughed.

He moved closer to me, grabbed my face and kissed me hard. I have kissed girls before but it wasn’t anything like this. Dane reached down and unzipped my jeans, freeing my growing hard on. I didn’t know what to do, it seemed important that I tell him I’ve never done this before, but there wasn’t time. It would have killed the mood, and that’s the last thing I wanted now.

From the moment I felt his hot mouth on my cock I knew why all my friends were so obsessed with sex, this is why straight guys will date a girl simply for the benefits. I was totally mesmerized by the expert play of his lips and tongue on my dick, I let myself relax and enjoy it, but I couldn’t help thinking what he was going to expect from me in return. His tongue stroked my cock in such a way that I knew he was enjoying it as much as I was, lingering on the underside of