Mason's GainMason Ryder was my best friend. He was also my biggest problem. I was in love with him. I had never told him, though. I never got the chance. When I figured out I was into guys freshman year, Mason stopped being my friend.Mason's Gain by fatfiction
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He kind of led the gang of kids who harassed me daily for being gay. Well, I wouldn't say he led them, but it was still just as awful. I just couldn't let him go. I told myself he didn't mean it. It killed me to listen to him call me all sorts of names every day.
I mean he was hot. He was taller than me, at 5'9". He stood at 6'3" and by the way he had buffed up, I'd have to guess he was around 195 pounds. I only weighed 150 pounds. I loved his green eyes and full lips, his curly, brown hair and beautiful smile. However, I always loved his butt. He had the best ass I'd ever seen.
Today in English III, the last class of the day, I saw him talking to Bret Phelps. He was possibly the worst of the group. The others just called me names, but no, he had to chase me down and