Below legal age for homosexual behaviour but very sexualised and well aware of my love of the idea of sex with other guys. I had no internal doubt or ...conflict, just no real idea of how I was going to make it all become real and still keep it all a secret. A guy had moved into the village a couple of years previously. It was well known that he was gay (queer was the word used at the time, or words with a similar taint of wrongdoing and social unacceptability), and he lived a very private life. And actually I rather enjoyed it too. It was his birthday. He tells me a bunch of us are having a party at this bar near his work and he wants me to go. Well of coarse I'll go to his birthday party. I was to meet him there. So after work I go home and change into comfortable clothes. It's a Friday, I'm ready to relax, so I smoke a joint before I head over there. I get there and it's all guys from his work. I recognize a few of the faces from having had sex with them. Then I realize, no women.. Lyn eased me back into the world the rain and thunder had stopped the three of us wet tired relaxed and happy made our way inside our wet clothes lay where we had let them drop a reminder of our night of passion and pleasure.We made our way to bed as usual Lyn lay on my left side her head resting on my breast Mom on the right her head resting on my shoulder we slowly drifted off to sleep. I lay awake for a short while wrapped in their warmth and love. I was where I wanted to be in bed with the. It was an effort driven by the deepest devotion and best intent, yet to Brendon it came upon him as suddenly as a furious summer storm. It was not enough that he was suddenly dealing with the myriad changes a boy’s body and mind seem to waffle through, but he was now feeling a sense of alienation between himself and the one person in his life that might help him sort it all out. And it made him feel desperate. For his seventeenth birthday, Brendon’s father was conveniently away for business,.