It was Dylan’s brother. “What’s going on?” my mom asked. Black porn Not like before,” I didn’t even know how to put this out there except to just blurt it out, “Chris. …I’m gay…”
Thank god we were on a straight section of road because I swear he went comatose for a minute solid. My brain spun out of control, knowing we were about to be busted. We both finished getting dressed, and I started to leave. Dylan? “I love you.”
My throat tightened and I couldn’t form words. Were we really falling in love? “We can get you help,” she started again, staring me down, waiting for a response, “If you’re confused, we can talk through this phase…”
“It’s not a phase!” My mouth shouted. I’d had thoughts about coming out to my mom, but not like this. “So…what’s going on, man?” He asked, trying to probe supportively. I figured I might as well wash my hair and make it look convincing if Johnny asked any questions.
