I'm Isssc Zadock. I'm a closeted gay man who lives in Kentucky, it's not exactly legal here for gay men to be together — i found out when i was eleven when i felt a giddy feeling in my chest when i saw a guy and i didn't completely realize that feeling but i knew I was different because i didn't experience that giddy feeling when i saw girls, I thought i was weird and never told anyone — i still have never told anyone, not even my parents, i was scared (and still am) of how they would react hearing their only son felt giddy and happy looking at boys instead of girls, so i stayed quiet
One Night I went to a gay bar and met a man though, (the bar wasn't necessarily shouting that it's gay obviously but straight men never went because they called it a place for ...yeah, but there was no proof that there was anything homosexual going on at the bar so they could never shut it down) but there at Starry Eyed (the bar) i saw a very handsome redheaded man.
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They Can't Stop Us ... Right?
Ficción históricaa (somewhat) historical perspective of two gay men from the 1790's finding each other and dating I'm trying here, if something is inaccurate, i'm sorry :[ © This is a work of Fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places...
