Me, My Boyfriend and My Girlfriend!

In the summer of 2003, I was straight, bi-curious, gay, bi-sexual and now I know I'm gay again. I'm writing this item, as my former best mate (and boyfriend!) told me I should, and he's done a LOT for me (and to me!), so I'm taking his advice again, and telling the world my life story. Thanks again Danny - I owe you a lot, as you all will find out below.

Hope you all enjoy my life - I certainly found it interesting!
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It all started one chilly day in February. At this time in my life, I'd been working at McDonald's in my town for the past 2 years and I'd been doubting my sexuality, but was pretty certain that I was straight, until a guy started working at the store, called Danny. When I first saw him, my heart lept into my throat, he'd stolen my heart, and it told me one thing - I wasn't straight! I wanted Danny. But I knew I couldn't have him........or could I???


By the time June came round, the majority of McDonalds knew that I was bi-curious, and some people were a little bit skeptical of me, but that was a minority, and I didn't let it annoy me. Me and Danny had become friends, and he'd become very good friends with a guy called Mat Bolt. We all got on pretty well, until I was told something by Danny's older sister, Hannah, who also worked at McDonalds (but left 4 weeks later). She'd seen the way that I'd been looking at Danny from afar, and she told me to ask him out. I said that he wasn't bi or gay, so there was no point making a fool of myself. I then got a shock. She told me that she'd seen him kissing a boy before and that she'd seen him holding a boys hand. I felt a rush of adrenaline and at the end of my shift I asked him if he'd ever like to "try it with me." he said to let him think about it. Two weeks passed and he didn't answer the question, but as much as I wanted him to answer, I didn't want to hurt him, so I waited patiently for an answer.


The Longest Day of the year is supposed to bring about magical moments, I certainly believe in that fact! I was on the same shift as Danny for the first time in weeks , and I'd given up on him answering my question, so I decided to be a mate to him. When I saw him at work, he looked miserable. When I asked him what was wrong. His mom just threw him out on the street, because he chose his caring mates over his uncaring family. Mat Bolt had found him a place to live that same day, and i said that i would go with Danny to view the place.

The day went on, and Danny's mood improved, as did mine. I knew that i was helping a friend, and that made me feel good. I went on my break and had my food, when Danny came in, needing the toilet, I nodded at him, and he returned it.
He went into the toilet cubicle and I also took the oppourtunity to go to the toilet. I stood outside his stall and chatted to him, which he seemed to enjoy. I went back to the staff room and watched the tv, and he went back to work. Later on in my break I needed the toilet again (I'd had a lot to drink ok!) When I came out of the stall, Danny was sitting on the bench opposite me. I went over and sat next to him. I turned and looked at him and said he owed me an answer. He said, "I'll give it a try", and he put his hand on my leg. We didn't get any further, because he was called back to work,(he'd been sent to get some stock and he'd come to see me!)
so I went back to my break for five minutes then I went back to work with him until 4pm. Then we clocked out and went to view the apartment.

We viewed the apartment and Danny agreed terms with Frank, the guy he'll be sharing with and we leave. Across the road form the apartment is my dad's house, which I later moved into. We headed over, and I let us in with a key that he'd given me.

I showed Danny to the living room and went to the bathroom. I returned to find danny not having moved from where he'd been sitting when I left him, stilll wearing his blue McDonalds uniform and he had his eyes closed. I sat in a chair next to his and said, "you sure you wanna do this?"
He opened his eyes and looked at me with his slightly off centre eyes and said, "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." We then both got up and embraced each other, and proceded to kiss, which turned into full on snogging. (which in american terms is passionate kissing, with tounges)

We did go further, a LOT further, but we both agreed to stop at intercourse, as we both weren't ready for it. But we both agreed we liked it. I said that I loved him, and he said the same to me. My heart lit up. No-one ever said that to me before.

Then we got changed and left, I walked him to the bus stop and then we said our goodbyes, until the following morning, when we couldn't stop smiling at each other. People noticed and stated asking questions, we both denied it of course, as Danny didn't want anyone to know he was gay/bi.

I was a little bit upset by this fact. I was left wondering if he was embarrassed to be seen in a relationship with me. As I have already said, I was openly bi-sexual at this point in my life, and I didn't care who knew what I was. I didn't broadcast it, but I didn't mind who knew.
In any case, we both agreed to keep our relationship quiet, as he didn't want his family to know he was "that way".

A week later, I was relaxing at home, it must have been about 9:30pm, and I get a cellphone call from Danny. He was in a state, and he asked me to come round to see him as soon as possible.
When I got round there, about half an hour later, he told me what had happenned. Mat Bolt had gone AWOL (for those of you who don't know what that means, it stands for: absent without leave)
Needless to say, Danny had tried to contact him, but he wasn't answering his cell, which worried me, as Mat isn't like that usually. Danny had run out of credit on his cell, so we went to the 24/7 store to 'top-it-up'. On our way back from the store, we bumped into Mat's parents, who had just had contact with Mat, via cell, and Danny and me both breathed a sigh of relief and we went back to Danny's apartment and he literally collapsed onto the couch and sat there quietly watching satellite television.

I sat down on the couch next to him, putting my arm along the top of the couch, thinking now probably wasn't a good time to start 'showing emotions'. He was sitting, leaning on his right hand, elbow on the arm of the couch. I slowly inched my way along the couch, until I was sitting next to him, occasionally trying to strike up conversation with Danny, but he seemed distant, like he was blaming himself for Mat's disapearring act. I threw caution to the wind and put my arm around his shoulders. He instantly lay his head on my shoulder and put his hand on my leg and started rubbing. We soon locked lips and were kissing quite passionately for a good five or ten minutes.

After that we did the foreplay thing again, but once again we stopped short of intercourse, neither of us were ready for it, and that is something I now regret, as I now know I was ready for it.
I said my goodbyes to him, after making sure he'd gone to bed, and headed home, not knowing what the next day would hold for my relationship with Danny.

The next day, Danny sent me a text message, telling me it would never work between us. I was heartbroken, but I agreed to just be friends....little did we know that the friendship would soon develop further again.

I couldn't belive it at the time though. I mean, I've never felt love like that (and still haven't since) and I didn't want to let go. I tried to be a mate to him, and for a few days it seemed to work.
At home, I was starting to get overstressed, and so I decided to move out to my dads, ironically near to Danny. I soon settled in and felt like it was time to try and see why Danny didn't fancy seeing me anymore.

It was a couple of days later at work that it happenned. I had been working a long shift, whilst Danny was only on a short one, and I had been getting seriously stressed out, and Danny had made a silly joke, which meant nothing, but I reacted badly to it, and I snapped at him, telling him to f**k off. Upon getting home to my Dad's, I realised that I had been out of order to him, especially as he'd been a bit down in the dumps that day too.
I sent him a text message, apologising for my ranting and raving. He sent me a message back, saying that he'd had some bad news and he didn't take it personally.
I told him that I was sorry, and he asked me if i wanted to s**k him off. Needless to say, I was out of my house and across the road to Danny's and I spent the night there s**king him. I then went back to my mom's home, and I sent Danny a text again, telling him how much I loved being with him and I waited for a reply.

The reply I got almost gave me a nervous breakdown. My ex girlfriend, Krissie phoned me from Danny's phone, telling me that Danny had deleted my number from his phone, and if I ever talked to him, or texted him again, then they were going to get the police invovled. (I forget now if she was refferring to herself or Danny). After hanging up, I broke down in tears and my step-dad took me down the pub, where I privately confessed everything to him. He told me to calmly apologise to Danny, and to keep the messages that he'd sent me about me going over to his for 'extra-curricular' activites.

A few days later, at work. I was on my lunch break, still a bundle of nerves. Danny came into the staff room, and sat on the other side of the table. For fifteen minutes or more, we just sat there, barely eating any of our dinners.
By the time twenty minutes had elapsed, I couldn't take it anymore, and I blurted out to him that I was sorry, for everything. He nodded at me, seemingly to forgive me.

Needless to say, I was STILL a nervous wreck at that point, and life was going to get even more complex soon!

I'll let you guess what happens next!
..............to be continued...................