What Have I got myself into

I was sexually involved with my elder cousin who took every opportunity to hump me or

make me suck his dick. To be honest, I never mind doing it because I grow up believing that gay

people are rich people, you must be wondering why I believe that gay people are rich.

Will let me give you a good reason. My mother had a gay friend, his name was David.

Age 27 and unemployed, but was living the good life. At that time he was dating a wealthy

politician who would have sex in exchanges for favors, whether it’s money, clothes, jewelry,

etc. Bear in mind, that all of the guys that David dated or exchanges sex with, all drive

expensive cars and live in big houses on the hill. I always listen to my mom’s conversation with

her friends discussing about the men David was sleeping with or seeing.

David wasn’t the most attractive guy in Jamaican or anywhere in fact. Saying that

doesn’t mean he was ugly, but he was just not somebody that I would ever go to bed with. For

some reason the rich man finds him attractive. This was because he had a well defined frame, not

to mention that big ass of his. A mean he shapes like a super model yeahhh, but that face of his.

Let me stop talking about David for a while, this story is about me.

Let me tell you about my first homosexual experience. It was near summer time and

during that time I would go to the summer house. The time was about 12:30 pm and everybody

was asleep, but my cousin and I was up watching the television. At this time at night porn is

showing on the TV and normally he changes the channel. However, this night he didn’t and we sat there watching the porn for about a half hour. He made a move towards me by touching my

legs and feeling me up and showing me his penis which was huge. At first I was surprised, but I

was loving it, there was just something inside of me that wanted more. After a while we went to

bed and both went to sleep. I don’t normally sleep beside him as he wet the bed. Since that night

I slept beside him, from that moment on he continue perusing me.

I remember when June my older cousin was getting married. She and her kids came to

Jamaican to get married to this guy that she had no reason to marry. Yeah…. that’s not my

place, plus I was a kid during that time around the age of 14 I think. She had a son who was

younger than me, I think it was the night or three nights before the wedding we were home

unsupervised and my cousin Mark came up with the idea to play a game. Which was like

“mother and father” game and he would hump on my little cousin Antonio and I.

After that wedding and the holiday, I went back home to the city to resume school. Every

night I would wonder what it would be like to be rich and famous like all the gay guys that I

would hear about. With everything that has happened in the summer I never feel the same. I

began, I take an interest in guys more, as I felt that it was natural and I love the attention I was getting from these men.