JDW

By: Joshuastory2000 This is a true story of two boys growing up and discovering their sexuality. Daniel is the principal character and the story author. The story contains parts which are mundane and other parts which are a little saucy, but thats how real life is. Daniels story is about looking through a window into a boys life growing up confused about his sexuality, its about the best friend a teenager would ever hope to have...

A new perspective I can hardly believe it, it's now almost a year since I last added to this Chronicle. In my defense there are lots of reasons for that and some are easier to explain than others. You see up until recently I had pretty much decided to leave telling my life story unfinished, because it wasn't attracting much attention from readers. (Gee how boring does a persons life have to be, to reach that stage?) But then I gave it a lot more thought and considered that maybe i

I may be, even might be gay Have you ever noticed that when you are waiting for something really cool to happen, time slows down to a crawl and you seem to be waiting forever? On the other hand when something really cool is happening, time accelerates to warp speed and all to soon the fun is over. Albert Einstein had a theory that time is relative, mind you he was thinking about time being relative a black hole in space, I was thinking about time being relative the black hole call

Daniel Tests Thomas Resolve The following week at school, at lunchtime I was wandering around, daydreaming. Should anyone ever tell you that daydreaming is a perfectly safe and harmless pass time! Don't believe them. Daydreaming very nearly got me killed. In my dream Thomas and I were fooling around, exploring each other's body. It was a sultry summer afternoon as we lay on the soft grass beside Thomas parents swimming pool. In my dream things were about to get interesting, when

Thomas insists that he isn't gay, but I am not so sure he is right. The real problem I have is that there is no barometer, for which I can measure our relationship, sexually speaking that is. It's not as if we sit around with our friends at school and ask, "hey, do you guys reckon you're gay?" Asking that would be like painting a red bull's eye on our foreheads. At thirteen a guy's sexuality is definitely something he needs to work out for himself. Waking early, I decided to talk

Thomas and making up... I woke up bright and early the following morning, I was terribly excited about spending the weekend at Thomas house. When I got downstairs for breakfast, my dad was already sitting at the table sipping his coffee and reading the weekend newspaper. I said "good morning dad," giving him a hug, before I wondered off to the laundry, to look for my bathers and rash top. (A rash top is a nylon surfer tee shirt, which has the seams on the outside to prevent getti

Thomas and confessions I awoke early following a restless night where I had drifted in and out of sleep. My relationship with Thomas had taken on a new perspective. Up until the realization in the shower last night, I had never considered myself to be gay or that my relationship with Thomas even had a sexual aspect. That morning during breakfast with dad, I was somewhat distracted. "Dan!" Dad said for the second time, as he watched me twirling my spoon absentmindedly around my bo

A New start In the winter of 1997 we moved to a new home in a new city, I had only just turned eleven. My mother had passed away less than a month previously, leaving my father and I to get on with our lives, without her. Apart from my dad I have two grandmothers, one that lives not far from our new home and the other lives overseas. My mother passing away had a profound affect on both dad and I, as it was completely unexpected. From the time that mum became ill until she passed a

A way forward... The conclusion to my story. In my 15th year big changes occurred in Thomas and my life, we changed from a public school to a private all-boys school. My dad who fundamentally does not believe in private schools as he feels they are too snooty, finally had to accept that the public school I had been attending right up to year nine, was not good for me. Thomas changed schools simply because I did; we were then and still are now, inseparable friends. At first I was