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I knew I was gay at the age of 17, after a long drunken night with one of my best friends I made a move on him which was respectfully declined. Here I am 7 years later with a partner of 3 years, my name "Black Angus" is actually a play on "Black Anus" because my boyfriend Rodney is black, lol. Anyway, I decided this weekend to come out of the closet, nobody, not even my close friends know I'm gay, my friend I hit on just took as me being super fucked up and has never questioned my sexuality again. So I decided to do this head on and tell my mom and my mom's boyfriend (Basically my stepdad). They're both redneck, Christian, Conservative racists. I decided to let them off light and basically just tell them I know that what I"m about to say is going to ruin my relationship with them forever and after I say what I have to say I"ll just leave. Told them about me figuring out I was gay and how the progression took place, mom's boyfriend called me a and left the room immediately. My mom, who was drunk kept listening but I could tell she was disgusted. Told her I loved her and I know eventually we'll be able to mend this fence. She hugged me and told me she loved me but needed time to process this all, I then told her I had a boyfriend and she asked If she could meet him. I said, eh, idk if you wanna do that, she said why? I said he's black, she looked at me like I was a ghost, started crying and told me to get the fuck out of her house.
That's my story.
Rodney, my bf
That's my story.
Rodney, my bf
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