The Roly Poly of Cocks
High school can be a tough place for a young man. There is a constant desire to "Fit in" or "Belong" with the crowd. The constant need to simply exist and be recognized for existing is tantamount to making it through High School and having fond memories of such. Many choose to simply exist, and by no means stand out. Then there are those that stand out; jocks, whores, goths, band kids, geeks, console gamers, and student council. But there is one group, who stands out above the rest, and in many ways is worse than all the others--The my old friends.
As a young man, Roly Poly always knew he was different. Neighbor kids would come over and ask if he wanted to play, and as Roly Poly peered out from behind the door of his house, he had to hide his awkward pre-teen boner as he found an excuse to turn down their offer. He was ashamed of what his body was causing him to do. It was not that he didn't want to play, he just definitely did not want to play any of the games they had in mind. His uncle had showed him a great many of games prior to his uncle leaving to go to the state penitentiary. No, Roly Poly instead would steal his sister's tooth brush, stare out the window at the sweaty young lads playing basketball in the street, and rub his nipples with said tooth brush.
School was no different. The bus can be one of the most traumatizing events for a young gay man. Being in such close proximity to so many different men, all boisterous, loud, and constantly standing or turning their backsides to you. As a constant window-licker for most of his life, Roly Poly could not help but stare down the aisle as men would depart the bus. His eyes would follow their bouncing ass cheeks like the audience observing a tennis match. When a friend would sit at his seat and share the seat with him, Roly Poly would become hot and bothered, often times resulting in covering his lap with his backpack.
As he progressed through school and made it in to high school, it was obvious to all around Roly Poly that he was vastly different. His projects in art class were always vibrantly colored, and extremely good. Roly Poly's taste for literature always was of questionable integrity, reading such novels as Twilight and 50 Shades of Grey. In gym class, he was a total loser. Half the time he didn't even bring clothes to dress out in, so he'd sit on the bench watching all the others run around, work out, and play games--perhaps this was intentional? Roly Poly by now had been exposed to the internet and with a simple few quick searches through AskJeeves.com, he found what he truly was, and videos to accompany it.
Holy shit. Porn.
Roly Poly could now release his tension to all the twisted gay porn his mind and body had never found prior to this time. He was raised religiously, and never exposed to the outside world much. Health classes certainly didn't teach of intercourse between two men. Roly Poly spent hours and hours, night after night switching back and forth between porn videos and gay forums, discovering who he really was. Finally, after some time, self-debate and self-bating, he decided to come out.
The next day, Roly Poly went to lunch, gathered around all of his peers to one lunch table, and sat down his salad with italian dressing on the table as he stood up before them.
"Fellas," he said as he cleared his throat, not one to typically make a scene such as this, "I have an announcement." Instantly, one of his friends interrupted him, "Sit down my old friend!" he jeered as the others laughed. But Roly Poly would not have his moment ruined.
"In fact," he interjected over his peers, "that is exactly what I am trying to say. I am gay."
There was a silence, not only from his table, but a cascade across the lunch room. It was as if he had lit off a ghastly fart, and slowly one-by-one tables around him were smelling it. Everyone's attention quickly turned to him, whispers were exchanged, and scoffs were made. Roly Poly had just came out to a group of peers that wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of some gay dude.
It was all over for Roly Poly. From that moment until the time he graduated from high school, it was a shit storm. Constant harassment, wet-willies, lack of friends, being forced to go dress out in the janitor's closet for gym class, being laughed at by teachers, and publicly humiliated and beat up were all things Roly Poly endured.
When Roly Poly left high school, he knew he couldn't go on to college and face the same torment. He picked up a job at Macy's as a salesman and just lived out his time being gay and hiding from it. It was, until he heard about a sale on Steam that everything would change. He read about it on Reddit, as most my old friends often visit and sift through, and found that there was this game called Mount&Blade: Warband. He read the word Mount, and didn't care about the rest, and quickly downloaded Steam, whipped out his Mastercard, and bought this $7.49 game on a whim.
But the Reddit post didn't just stop there. Roly Poly heard about this mod called c-RPG, or some meleegaming bullshit as it has been renamed. He downloaded that too, hoping to find enjoyment in his investment. What he found instead was a community of players, all of them my old friends just like him. All of them had lived a life just like he had. They all, in their own way were just Roly Polys.
