I pity this guy but also really want to sleep with him. is that sick?
This is going to be a long story, but I'd really appreciate any help you can give.
First of all, I'm a gay guy in high school. No one knows and I don't fit the stereotype, so I don't think anyone even suspects it. People just don't think that the huge, black football player would rather bang the quarterback than a cheerleader.
I go to your pretty standard all-american high school. And this new guy came just started coming here a few months back, and I'm really into him. He's a small white guy (like there are girls that are bigger than he is) and comes from rural Georgia. He gets made fun of a lot and it pisses me off. People say he's just some dumb redneck but he isn't. He's actually really fucking smart but everyone treats him like dirt so he just doesn't talk much. People make fun of his accent but also the way that he dresses. He wears a lot of bad clothes, I think he's kind of poor. Like he will wear ripped jeans, but they're not fashionably ripped, if you get what I mean. I want people to leave him alone, but I can't really do a whole lot. My friends are horrible to him, too, and I've told them to knock it off but because I can't exactly tell them about it I don't have a 'reason' to not want them to be jerks.
To make matters worse, I think he has a really bad home life. Like I said before, I think he's really poor, but also I think he's being abused. He comes to school with bruises a lot. I saw him without a shirt in gym (I'm not a perv, I swear) and his back looked really scary. It freaks me out, because I don't know what to do. He doesn't seem to have any friends, and I hate to think about what it would be like to be in his situation if I'm right. You know, having both a bad home life and then coming to school to be treated like garbage.
Oh, and here's the best part. He's terrified of me. At least he seems to be. I kind of don't blame him, because my friends are such douche bags, but I'm not. I'm nice to him, but every time I've tried to talk, he finds some reason to end the conversation as quickly as possible. He will barely makes eye contact, and he seems on edge the whole time.
I'm just so mixed up about this. I've never liked a guy as much as I like him. I think about him all the time, but I just feel wrong about it. I want to help him out, but I don't think I could just be...a friend, ya know? It would drive me crazy. I really think I might love him.