malegaystories

It was a hot summer day July 1985 and was living in a studio apartment in an alley my great-grandparents owned. I had the cooler going that afternoon and was arranging stuff. I was wearing a teal colored shirt and dark blue shorts with gold trim and tennis shoes. I had the radio station blasting music and did not hear my 63 year old grandpa come in as I was putting some paper in the lower desk drawer since I was starting junior college next month. I offered him a Pepsi and after small talk he said the reason he … Read more