"You know Charlie, these phone calls home are ridiculous. I honestly think you deserve to get beaten up if it knocks some damn sense into you. My son is supposed to be a man, not the pussy boy I see before my eyes. You know, the one who got kicked out of church for kissing the priest's son and then proceeds gets smacked down every day."
"... Sorry, dad."
"Oh boy... Look son... This is just a phase. I'm helping you, sending you to these therapy sessions like your mother said. And maybe one day you'll also thank the boys that smack you upside the head. It's for your best interest. It isn't natural. God can't love a sinner."
"And a sinner can't love god... I understand, Dad."
"No more of this gay nonsense. You're not a faggot. You're an adult. You need to realise that you just haven't met the right girl yet."
"..."
"Oh Charlie, you make me sigh."
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Ass Milk
Short Story"So, how did you know you were gay?" "One day, I was walking and a rainbow tumbled from the sky and onto my head. Consequently, my brains fell out and I forgot what a vagina was. So, suddenly, when I accidentally walked into a changing room and tho...
