I was astonished because everything my friends said about him was wrong, as I suspected. I told him I also wanted a romantic relationship. After that, it had been a while since we had sex together again. On the weekend, I decided to lie to my mom. I told her that I had a girlfriend. I wanted to eliminate any thoughts of my mom thinking that I was gay. I added some more lies to the pot as well; I told her the most intimate thing we had done was kiss. However, she got angry once I said this; that I was too young to date and that kissing was crossing the line. If my parents knew what I do with Wyatt, it would be the end for me. I had hoped that saying that I had a girlfriend would lower the possible suspicion that my parents would have going over another boy's house. Going to another boy's house when I was younger was easy, and now it seems impossible. I would have expected it to be easier the older I am, but I guess not. On the third day we had sex, we started with kissing, and he suggested doing it slower and less intense than before. I agreed with this; I wanted to learn to properly kiss, as I didn't believe I was even kissing right. We didn't have any penetrative sex this time. We then walked to McDonald's. I asked how our parents would be able to meet each other. Both of our parents were quite strict when it came to inviting other people over, and it would take a little bit of effort for us to be able to go to one of our houses. Wyatt told me that he would find a way. On Friday, I sat with him at a table near the vending machines instead of usually attending the FCA meeting with my friends. He was going to have surgery for a problem with his nose. It turns out he couldn't breathe through one of his nostrils after having braces. I felt awful, especially knowing that he works a lot. I also felt remorse for having sex with him because I thought that he might have felt uncomfortable during the entire thing, considering that not being able to breathe through one nostril sounds like it would make it much harder to do many things. He bought himself some snacks from the school vending machines to have while he was recovering after surgery. He also showed me that you could sneak and take more snacks after one of them was dispensed. I then asked him for his parent's phone numbers, and he wrote them down on a ripped piece of paper that I tore from a random paper in my binder. When I gave it to my mom, she questioned me a little. She asked about the type of games that we would be playing. However, I also suspected that she wasn't just thinking that. Her face scared me. I told her that they were just simple Mario games, nothing fancy. I said he didn't have any violent games. Sometime later, Wyatt surprised me with a gift. He teased it in 1st period, and I was dying from the tension. We just started dating, and he was already giving me a gift. It was a flip phone with a working phone number. I was so happy that he gave this to me, especially considering his life at home. I also wanted to give him a gift, as it felt like I was using him rather than mutual gift-giving. I kept the phone hidden from my mom for about two weeks until she randomly found it behind my computer. I don't even know what made her check behind my computer. I usually have things hidden behind my computer that would upset my mom, like donuts and candy. But something just made her decide to check it that day. When she found it, I was confronted, and she checked everything on the phone. She then called my dad upstairs; I was extremely nervous as I was begging my mom not to do that. He went upstairs and confronted me; however, he wasn't as mad as I expected. Luckily, there was no porn, and all the messages present were clean. However, Wyatt and I sent each other a heart emoji. As my mom searched the phone, she never told me about her findings then and there. It took until the next day for her to tell me she saw the message. She told me that two men don't send heart emojis to each other, and I had to lie and say it was an inside joke. She told me I was making excuses, and I had to tell her I wasn't. I could have made up a better lie than that. Straight men often do and say gay things with and about each other, so I could have said something in regards to that to better my claim that what I had done had nothing to do with anything gay. After that, I thought that being able to go over to his house would be impossible. When she found the phone and looked through it, she threatened to go to the school to return it; however, I told her that I would return it to the owner. She told me if I needed a phone, she would give me a flip phone, and I said that was okay. Since Wyatt wasn't there, as he was recovering after his surgery, I had to give it to my friend, who would then give it to Wyatt when he returned. A couple days later, my mom walked into my room while I was playing Roblox and said she would return my phone. I was surprised because I thought she would give me a flip phone, but she didn't. She then told me she would go to Verizon on the weekend with my dad to turn it on. After she turned it on, she gave it to me and allowed me to go upstairs to set it up. I didn't know what to do, as I was surprised that my mom was trusting me to go upstairs with it. Alas, I set it up normally, and everything was clean. When I went back to school, I finally had my phone again, and when Wyatt came, he told me that he knew my parents catching me with his phone would make my parents finally give my phone back. I started back watching porn at this time; my porn folder started growing again.
