• 5 years ago
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I first discovered I was gay when I met up with a family friend for the first time in a couple years. He was in town for a friend’s wedding and I invited him to stay at mine. He was openly gay and always a little flirtatious with me, which made me highly embarrassed as a teen. But now? Sweet mother of God, I wanted him. A few drinks in and we end up f****** on my guestbed. So many questions went through my mind. Did this really mean I could be gay? No, I had to be bi at most, right? I mean, I’d never really been all that interested in women, but that was just because I hadn’t met the right one yet, right? But then he leaned over and I knew I was 100% gay when he whispered, “Taxation is theft.”

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