It all started with one of my teachers in middle school.
He was gay, but was never really out out. It was sort of one of those open secrets in school.
I was one of his favourite students and I remember him giving me shoulder rubs, something he did with a lot of other students but it made me feel like he liked me and I thought he was so hot. Salt and pepper hair, shirt and a tie. He drove me mad.
My high school was at the same site, so I would still see him quite often and I always thought he was looking at me with inviting eyes. God he was so fucking hot.
I jerked off to pictures of him from our yearbook and our school website so many times

I fantasize about going up to him and him saying "Finally, you got my signals".

Alas, it never happened