Doug Stories 1
I was eleven years old that summer. A mostly normal growing boy I was ordinary enough in many ways I suppose. I was making the usual discoveries that eleven year old boys make. I was even making some discoveries about myself, secret discoveries I should add although discoveries I am quite happy I made. We didn't say 'Gay' back then. So many years ago gay was not something that was advertised with parades and rainbows and obligatory characters on sit-coms. Back then any men who liked...