In year 7 I lost my virginity to a friend, afterwards he then bullied me in private for liking it in the a**. Throughout the next 4 years, I had a lot of sexual thoughts and fantasies about boys, but tried to forget about them. In order to make everyone (including myself) think I was straight, I acted horribly towards girls - I would say creepy stuff to them, try to touch them, be just a total jerk and weirdo creep. And yet every now and then I could be found sneaking around to give some cool "straight" boy a blowjob. I was messed up and I hated myself for who I was. I bullied another gay kid to seem straight and people to like me, but it didn't matter, no one liked me anyway. I had no friends, literally everyone in my year hated me for being a creep to girls, and I hated myself.
In year 10 I tried to kill myself.
In year 12 I finally accepted who I am, realised it wasn't going to change and I wasn't going to start liking girls any time soon. I came out and surprise surprise everyone was cool with it. Suddenly every girl wanted to be my best friend, and all the guys who had thought I was a perv for the past 6 years had a newfound respect for me. I was suddenly the coolest kid in school, everyone changed overnight from hating me to respecting me for battling myself for all that time, and having the courage to be myself.
I left school after year 12 but yeah thats my story I guess.