The Pervert

My first sexual encounters with a man started in the 7th grade. He happen to be my math teacher. 
Mr. Pervert was the most popular teacher in the school.
I really don't remember how far along in the school year it was. Mr. Pervert chose me to be in charge of his book closet. 
Book Closet.... Well he was in the closet also. Married with a kid. A sunday school teacher at his church.
About halfway though his class, he would give me the Key to his book closet, and have me make sure the shelves were all tidy. After about 2 weeks of making sure his book closet was all neat, he decided to come help me one day. He was talking about life and relationships, then as we finished up, he said "Let me give you a hug, you look like you could use a hug"
Well that hug lasted more than five minutes. I realized  it was more than a hug when I felt his boner grinding into me.
I felt so abused. Did I turn him in? No, and why I really don't know. Maybe it was because I felt like I was special, well he told me I was. This went on  a couple of more times during the rest of the school year. The next year he transfer to the high school.  As my luck would have it he was my science teacher in the 10th grade. Guess who was put in charge of his Lab Closet! I dreaded it! I was older a bit more wiser.  
I went to the assistant principal and told her about the Pervert. She told me I was making some very serious charges against Mr. Pervert. I took it by her reactions, that I was not the only one who turned him in. About a month later he retired, and move away from town.
How do I feel about those times? I hate him for what he did. I hate myself for ever letting it happen. If the bastard is still alive, I would have no problem beating the shit out of him!
Do I think this had any influence on me being Gay? Not at all. I have known I was gay long before Mr. Pervert came along. 
I know a lot of you wonder why I am still in the closet. I guess you will have to keep reading these post. Did I tell you I don't like using the term "Gay"?
Maybe it is not the term itself. Maybe it's the people who are gay, maybe it is the Gay Bashers. Just maybe It takes away from the Flintstones theme song!


Bracken