If you asked him, he would tell you.
To your face he was gay.
He would tell you he is not allowed.
To be that way and stay in his family.
At the age of twenty he still lived at home
With his extremely conservative family.
Who love him immensely.
Most because he was living rent free.
He was way too cute.
And hard to look at.
For anything longer.
Than just a few seconds.
Why can't you look me in the eyes. he asks
I tried. Right then I stare and he stares back.
I ask if I passed the test, was it over, or should I continue.
He asked Do you want to have sex with me?
I replied I have been there and done that.
And I learned from my mistakes.
He seems to think that didn't count.
Because nobody actually scored.
I say it did not count at all.
Because we were only eight years old.
You told me what to do to you.
At eight years old, you were gay and clueless.
Then he claims he took me to prom.
But we really just rode in the same car.
My dad took us and.
We got our own tickets.
I offered to pay.
You said that would be gay.
Make you the girlfriend.
We had to keep it equal.
I left for college while you stayed.
Did construction with your father.
Stalked me on the internet.
Told me what you think about.
We would talk about sex
And coming out to our parents.
What you want to do to me.
Why we can't be happy.
I came home the following Summer.
You told me that you missed me too much..
Went for a ride in your truck.
We finally did gay stuff, like make love.
Weird that we waited all that time.
Yet still can't say anything about what just happened .
We promise to keep this a secret .
What we finally shared between us.
He drops me off in front of my house.
Watches me walk all the way to the door.
Then yelling out the window loudly.
Wait! I want another kiss, boyfriend.
He gets out and runs after me.
Someone at home turned the porch light on.
We start to makeout again.
With family, friends and neighbors watching.
My dad opens the door.
Damn boys, do that gay stuff in your bedroom.
Which we took as permission.
To come all the way out of the closet.
Cause what happened in the truck.
Was even better in the bed.
We were thrilled.
For the chance to have seconds.
Dad told my brothers.
Mom told both sisters.
Yes your big brother is gay.
Sorry, only one gay per family
His father said he was fired.
We don't hire.
Those kind of people.
Then he informed all the crew.
They all got together.
To say that's not cool.
The whole damn crew.
Refused to come to work.
His father finally backed down.
Being gay in life was finally allowed.
The two young men after after year and years.
Finally had their parents permission.
One Per Family - Story Time Blog
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