He told me about all the fantasies he?d had about a lot of the guys we went to school with.
One day, when I was 17, I was over at his house and as we sat around in his bedroom, Brian confessed to me that he thought he was gay. Our Mother's took us to the parks together, we went to school together, in short we did just about everything together. He was one year older than me, and lived across the street from our house. My best buddy, Brian and I had been friends since early childhood.
