Science Can Be Fun
Author’s note: This is not a love story, but rather designed as almost a comedy. Please accept it as such. As high schools go, it was small with only about 140 students. Brandon was 18 and superbly gay. More accurately, he was a precocious flaming queen and it didn’t bother him one bit. He stood a whopping 5′ 4” tall and was as skinny as a rail. He had delicate, feminine features, sandy blond hair, blue eyes and a lilting voice. Everyone liked his upbeat, outgoing spirit that was full of humor. He didn’t have a lover because the school was so small, but gave an occasional blow job or very selectively allowed his cute, little ass to be plowed by the few closet gays and bi-curious jocks. However, he was particular in that regard, …