These are the dreams and thoughts that reflect the author's view of being gay. The stories within are all fictional and are either written by the author or are highly acclaimed by him. If homosexuality or anything connected to it bothers you or you are under the age to be reading erotic works, then you should leave now.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
True Dreams
Why can't we all have dreams like this young man. (Coming out story.)
DYLAN'S COMING OUT!
I'm 15 years old and I have known for quite a while now that I was gay (since I was 8).
It didn't really 'begin' it just has always been that I liked boys, it has been like normal to me and I have just accepted me to be who I am. To be honest I am quite proud of being gay but I know it is going to be hard in the future to come.
I came out to my mum first when I was 14 and she surprisingly took it very well and I feel comfortable around her (although we don't ever talk about it). I then eventually told my brother that I was gay, but my mum had already told him which disappointed me but otherwise he took it really well despite being Christian. I haven't told my dad because I don't think he will understand and to be honest he doesn't really care about much. I won't tell any of my school friends because I go to a pretty rough school full of homophobes.
I did go out with some girls when I was in primary school but they didn't last long, only a few short weeks. I didn't make out with any of them because I wasn't really attracted to girls. In the middle of class I would always fantasize about boys.
When I was 11 I met a really nice boy who was gay too and we were best friends, except that my mum always moved us around alot so I eventually lost contact with him. I want to have a boyfriend but I just haven't found anyone just yet, but I know I will one day, and have a family.
All I want is to be happy and accepted into the community, and to feel safe to come out fully to everyone.
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