Stanley and Stanford are 14. Stanley and Stanford were always close, to say the least.
Stanford was different, even more than just the extra finger on each hand, because he was in love with his brother. He always had, always will.
Stanley always kept his secret, even from his twin, Stanford. Granite, the bullies called them strange, even more than for twins, and Stanley knew kissing his twin and liking it wasn't normal.
But just the same, the twins were in love with each other, and the other didn't know about the other's love. How quaint.