femme4masc: “You could sit here, but it’ll be a little uncomfortable,” he

femme4masc:

“You could sit here, but it’ll be a little uncomfortable,” he said, spreading his legs. Only a few people heard him, but enough of them chuckled that I blushed furiously as I tried to find some space to sit on the boat deck with my drink. 

Just another one of those bro jokes I’ve been dealing with all my life, first from guys who wanted to put me on the spot for being effeminate, then from guys who found it amusing to see me shuffle nervously because I’m gay and very proper.

I’m way too nice, though. I definitely could’ve told everyone, at the end of the day, how he followed me as I swam and played around the bay for hours until I figured it out, swam to a secluded nook, and waited just a few seconds until he crept around the bend, looking for me. I could’ve told everyone how he tried to pretend he had just noticed one within our number missing and wanted to “make sure I was OK.” I could’ve definitely mentioned how he crept closer and closer and grazed my butt with his hand underwater as he made small talk for literally fifteen minutes. I could’ve just had a ball laughing at how long it took him to kiss me even though it was clear to me he had wanted to for like half the day.

But I didn’t.

Next week when he takes me out, as agreed upon that day on the rocky lake nook, I should really tell him how grateful he should be.