Dylan - Oh What a Crush

I remember a certain crush situation- 

 When I was a junior in High School, I became best friends with a boy who was 1 year below me, a sophomore. He wasn’t much to look at for me, but he wasn’t that bad-looking either; he was a little shorter than me, slightly chubby, semi-long curly hair, and geeky-looking.

 But another friend of his, “Dylan”, whom he had known for a while before meeting me, now HE was hot! For his age he already had the body of a marine or a swimmer with how athletic he looked, and he had that short military hair too, my god he was sexy...

 I got to spend more time with Dylan as the months went, and while we got pretty close, it was clear that we’d never be as close as Andrew was with my best friend, since at the time they were too much into Call of Duty and other similar shooting games, while I was only casually playing those since I prefer hack-n-slash and RPG games. But at least it was never awkward when it was just me and Andrew.

There were a few times when the three of us would wrestle, and at the time I was strong enough to take them both on and win. When it was just me and Dylan, I’d try and be a little more risqué in how we wrestled, and thankfully he didn’t seem to mind. In fact I suspected that he was bisexual, something about his personality seemed flirtatious, like he knew he was hot and didn’t mind showing off to boys or girls, especially when he’d jokingly take off his shirt and expose his glorious chest, abs, and arms, whenever the three of us would compare who was the fittest.

 At times I thought I could have enticed Andrew to get experimental with me, but I also suspected that he was more attracted to our mutual best friend, which broke my heart a bit. Maybe it was because they knew each other longer, and had more overlapping interests; maybe it was my Christian conscience that tormented me for a chunk of my childhood and teenage years, but aside from a couple occasions where I played it safe and ambiguous, I regret to say I never took the opportunity to make a move on Andrew, even though I had some good opportunities, because I was worried that we still weren’t close enough to do that, and even then, I feared he’d rather do it with our mutual friend. Any special activity we would’ve done would be just for fun, and I’d even have been fine if he asked to pretend if I was our friend while we did it, I just wanted to cuddle with him, and do other things...

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