Last weekend my group of friends all got together for barbeque and beer night which was being held at Zach's house this week (fake name for post). Out of the group Zach was the gay one and never tried to hide his attraction to me. He knew I wasn't going to give in but he would flirt with me regardless which I honestly never minded.
Recently just fantasizing about another guy wasn't enough, I wanted it for real and that's when I realized that I could have it for real the next day. All the next day and throughout the barbecue the only thing on my mind was Zach. Later that night after every one drank themselves into oblivion only myself ahs Zach were awake. He went into the kitchen to clean and I decided to go for it.
I walked into the kitchen and watched him for a minute trying to settle the butterflies in my stomach. I walked up behind him and he turned around to face me. "Can I trust you to keep a secret?" I asked him. He looked at me strange but said I could trust him so I leaned in and started kissing him. His initial shock was quickly cast aside and he began kissing me back. We made out in the kitchen for awhile until I stopped and took a few steps back. "What's wrong?" He asked me.