[This is my first-ever post on here! I’ll start with some background, but feel free to skip to the ~~~ if you just want the hot stuff. Enjoy!]
I met Simon at an academic competition when I was 15 and he was 16. I had just come out, and he was the first person I ever introduced myself to using my new name and pronouns. He had grown up in a tiny conservative town and was homeschooled by his extremely traditional Catholic parents, so I was the first openly trans person he’d ever met. I would go on to be a lot more firsts for him.
I had an instant crush on Simon and often dreamt of becoming more than just his friend, but he was sheltered as all hell and I know in retrospect it wouldn’t have worked when we were younger. I did, however, spend a lot of our time together wondering what the worst thing that could really happen would be if I just grabbed him, kissed him, sucked his cock, and begged him to fuck me.