If you guy's don't mind i would like to tell you my story.
I am gay and have only had one relationship in my life that lasted for 8 1/2 years till he was K I A.
We meet at school when we where 11 years old, but did nothing together untill we where 13. We used to go back to his house after school and have sex in his bed.On leaving school we both joined the army, and at this time it was still illegal to be gay and we could have been thrown out.
We would meet up as often as possible and those times where magic for us both, but very short.
The christmas before he was killed we both had off, and he told me he had done what he wanted to do with reguard to his trade and he could now come out and get a job in civy street. We also exchanged rings that christmas. And started to plan our future out of the army.
So he went back to his army camp to hand in his papers and start the prosses to come out. Part of that prosses was that he had to compleate another tour of duty in Ireland and he was killed while there. He was 21, very cute and the light of my life.
I found out that he had been killed when his name was read out on the news.
I have never had anyone else as i feel i would betray his memory. And we had also promised to love each other for ever.
All of this happened 30 years ago.I hope you do not mind that i have not shared his name or dates with you as i feel they are personal to me.
Thank you for reading and letting me write this, and thank you to
Broke Straight Boys for the pleasure you give me, keep up the good work.
Now i need a coffee and a tissue.
R J