At one point or another during our adolescence, my brothers (on my mother's side) and myself had received the "I don't care if you're gay, I'll still be proud of you" speech from my mother.
(Actually, come to think of it, I believe I given this speech more than once.)
The speech never came out of no where, we could always predict when it was on its way.
The signs were pretty obvious.
It would start with mum asking one of us if they'd noticed anything about the other
then she'd start taking interest in who we were hanging around
then she would start snooping around for evidence.
As a teenager, my brother, Kane was very close to his best friend, Doug.
Kane and Doug did everything together...
In fact, they even played "The Sims" together. When they played The Sims, the first thing they would do after creating their characters, was to make their characters fall in love.When asked about this, Kane would respond "We're not gay. We're brothers in love!"
During this time I used to go to the pub quite a bit. The particular pub I went to was across the road from an adult shop. Every Thursday afternoon, after class, my drinking friends would put together their spare change, pick a theme and I'd be sent across the road to find an "adult" object befitting the theme. This was called "The Risque Run". One particular Risque Run, I was given the colour purple as my theme. The only affordable item I could find was a stack of 30 year old, man-on-man fantasy novels with purple covers decorated with sketches of buff dudes with MASSIVE penises, with titles like "Loves Second Cumming". So I took them back to the pub and we had a bit of a read.
A few weeks later, Kane expressed concern that Mum may be questioning his sexuality.
We both decided that maybe we should just let her think that.
The next family visit, I took the "Risque Run" books with me and Kane and I "hid" them through his bedroom. (I especially liked the one under the pillow - nice touch, Kane)
As you would imagine, the plan worked, and from what I can remember, when confronted, Kane gave Mum a bit of a "serves you right" response.
I didn't hear much more about it after that... well, until Adam was a teenager. (Mum didn't have to do much snooping with Adam. Referring to other boys as "sexy" kinda sealed that deal for a while.)
As for the books, I visited one afternoon, not long after, to find Kane and his girlfriend, sitting back, reading them aloud to one another.
Yes. Kane had a girlfriend. Apparently that didn't weigh too heavily on Mum's gay-or-not-gay scales.
(Actually, come to think of it, I believe I given this speech more than once.)
The speech never came out of no where, we could always predict when it was on its way.
The signs were pretty obvious.
It would start with mum asking one of us if they'd noticed anything about the other
then she'd start taking interest in who we were hanging around
then she would start snooping around for evidence.
...and would sometimes find other things...
As a teenager, my brother, Kane was very close to his best friend, Doug.
Kane and Doug did everything together...
Watched soccer together
Watched cricket together
Watched Bruce Lee movies together
In fact, they even played "The Sims" together. When they played The Sims, the first thing they would do after creating their characters, was to make their characters fall in love.When asked about this, Kane would respond "We're not gay. We're brothers in love!"
During this time I used to go to the pub quite a bit. The particular pub I went to was across the road from an adult shop. Every Thursday afternoon, after class, my drinking friends would put together their spare change, pick a theme and I'd be sent across the road to find an "adult" object befitting the theme. This was called "The Risque Run". One particular Risque Run, I was given the colour purple as my theme. The only affordable item I could find was a stack of 30 year old, man-on-man fantasy novels with purple covers decorated with sketches of buff dudes with MASSIVE penises, with titles like "Loves Second Cumming". So I took them back to the pub and we had a bit of a read.
A few weeks later, Kane expressed concern that Mum may be questioning his sexuality.
We both decided that maybe we should just let her think that.
The next family visit, I took the "Risque Run" books with me and Kane and I "hid" them through his bedroom. (I especially liked the one under the pillow - nice touch, Kane)
As you would imagine, the plan worked, and from what I can remember, when confronted, Kane gave Mum a bit of a "serves you right" response.
I didn't hear much more about it after that... well, until Adam was a teenager. (Mum didn't have to do much snooping with Adam. Referring to other boys as "sexy" kinda sealed that deal for a while.)
As for the books, I visited one afternoon, not long after, to find Kane and his girlfriend, sitting back, reading them aloud to one another.
Yes. Kane had a girlfriend. Apparently that didn't weigh too heavily on Mum's gay-or-not-gay scales.
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