I was just a little boy when he'd taken me on a hike. My first realization of how exciting men were was the first time I saw my father naked.
I knew that somewhere there had to be others guys that felt like I did about men. Most of the time all the boys I knew talked about sports and screwing girls but I played along to stay their friend.
I'd had always wanted to be around they boys and as I got older I knew it was not just a buddy thing, I wanted to make love to boys, I found them sexual exciting. I'd known ever since I was a little boy I was different from the other boys. I was sorry to see them sell the farm but boy was I glad I could now get a life of my own now. Mother and Dad had decided to move to Florida and get away from the harsh winters now that I was through school and leaving for college. I was going to have a whole new life, a Gay life. It didn't matter then if people here or in collage knew I was gay, in fact I was going to tell everyone at school 'Hi World I'm Gay'. Dad and Mom were selling the farm and moving and I would be out on my own. Now that I was going away to school and leaving this town and my parents would be gone I didn't give a damn who knew I was Gay. Most of the time I tried to double date pretending the guy with the other girl was my date. I felt like I had to do things like that in school or everyone would have called me a fagot.
