Coach was still coming and it landed on my stomach. “But, you got to do something for me.”
As he walked towards me, I backed up. I’m gay. “Lie down.”
I did, and then it happened. “But because he does what’s right! He enjoyed it. How ‘bout you fight me?” Jamar towered over Martin and waited for a response. In fact, I remember the day I knew I was gay, and that same day was the day I had my first gay sexual experience. Coach came out of his office ready to leave and was shocked to see me. “Now you be a good faggot.”
I felt him struggling to pull his pants down. “Get up.” I did, and he pointed to the bench. “Hold him down.”
Every guy in the locker room came towards me. I have agreed to tell all my secrets, but as of now, I am not comfortable revealing my identity.
