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Do some dad's are okay if their gay son is having sex with their male friend in a secret way?
my dad is a retired army and he has a friend who is also a retired army. my dad is 57 and he is 55. usually during weekend my dad and his friend togehter with some of their friends hang out and they drink. but just last weekend my dad when to paris togehter with my mom for vacation. so im the only one left home. im over 18 yrs old so i can manage my self, during that weekend i feel so bored that i cannot go out with my guy friends to play sports game and make out with them coz im gay and that day is really a bad weather. but during that afternoon my dad's friend came to our house and he is looking for my dad, my dad forgot to tell him that he and my mom are gonna be out that weekend. so i just let him in, so that i can talk with him and have a drink. he is a good guy and likes to talk about life experiences as an army. he is just nice and a good looking guy. i dont know what happened after 2 hrs. that we just started talking about sex probably im just a little drunk, that i act and talk sexual to him and he also likes it, he ask me if i had sex with guys before then, i said yes and he ask a lot of things like, if i enjoy it and if i like to suck or if i like or prefer a huge thing. im a bit shock but thats normal for me coz some guys are just like that and i already experience that before. so he ask me if this is the right time we could have fun then i said oh sure we are free to night maybe you could stay over. then he said yes. that night im so fully satisfied he is good in bed and we had sex 4 to 5 times that night. until now we even got more closer and just a secret for both of us to my dad that we are just friends with benefits.now i just feel so good about my self that i have that person who could give pleasure and to love him of that. right now i just have a lot of question in my mind if how long can i keep this to my dad or could i keep it a secret for the rest of my life? do u think my dad would be okay with that if he found out? he knows im gay but its just awkward to have sex with his friend. i feel like a sl*t but im okay with that.
your dad doesnt need to know the details of your sex life. ESPECIALLY if its with one of his friends! DO NOT tell him, you will make your Dad think the man had been looking at you since you were a little guy or something and he will read much more into into and it will cause a big trouble in your house hold. You see? some things are much better left un said. For sure.
If you were a Dad, and had 3 girls and a boy, and your ONLY boy was gay, how would you feel?
Well I have a friend who is gay and he has three sisters..I was on his facebook looking at his photos and saw a picture of his whole family.. When I saw the look on his Dad's face I just felt bad for his dad...not at the fact that his only son is gay but how he must feel..like If i was the typical middle aged dad with that whole 1950's/1960's mind-set and I only had one son and he was gay, I would be like, "damn..this sucks" ..

I remember I called him and his Dad answered like "Oh this is for you" like his dad has some sort of gay powers where he can just tell who's gay and who's not..I already know they don't have a great relationship..i just feel so bad at the fact that some parents just cannot adjust to their guy being gay even if they do "accept them" they still won't be as close as they were before they came out.. :/
My dad won't accept me, but I've ceased to care about how my parents feel since they'd rather I sacrifice my entire life and happiness to save them respectability so they don't have to tell their friends and family that their only son is gay.

If I had three girls and a gay son, I'd be like, "Okay. I have 3 daughters and a gay son." There you go.
I HATE My Step Dad! What Do You Think?
I ******* hate my step dad like you wouldn't believe!!!!!! I wish I didn't have to feel this way about a person or that I wouldn't have to have such horrible thoughts, but he's the reason why I do. I just hate him. Hate is a powerful word but I absolutely HATE him! He came into the picture when I was about 6 yrs old. I remember at first he would try to buy me stuff in order to win me over but it was only because he was trying to impress my mom. He kept spoiling me and once he had won me and my mom over then that's when the asshole who I have hated my whole life started to come out. He made me start calling him dad which at first was a little weird because I had never called anybody dad before and I had barely met him and he already wanted me to start calling him dad. I was a little guy so I just started doing it. Then he would pick on me, I was a little guy and he would start telling me that I behaved like if I was gay and that I looked like nerd. He would boss me around alot and wanted me to do everything his way even brushing my teeth his way, because “he was always right." Then I remember how he humiliated me infront of my friends when I was a little bit older, he thought I was gay ( which I am not) and secretly told my friends to start picking on me and treating me like **** so I guess I could toughen up or something. I later found out he was the insecure one because when he was younger everybody thought that he was gay. He's always making me do stuff that he's to lazy to do. He's always pickig on me. He trys to make me feel like if I was a dumbass. Everytime we talk it is always about what I am doing wrong. He never has had a father son conversation with me. Every conversation I have ever had with him was about him bitcchin at me. Then one time when I finally had enough courage to tell him how I really felt, that I felt like a slave both him and my mom started bashing on me like you wouldn't believe. He's always asking me how I feel so he can understand me more and everytime I have tryed to tell him he bitchhes at me about the way I feel. And he's always complaining about why I never talk to him about stuff. I'm constantly thinking about suicide. I tryed it once and he didn't even say anything about it. I downed a whole bunch of pills and the only one that cared was my mom. He favors my sisters over me because they are his biological guyren. Why do I have to live with him? I have never felt so much hate for anyone or anything before. I just started college and he still picks on me, tries to make feel inferior and tryes to control me like you wouldn't believe. The thing that sucks is that I hate him so much but I need him because without him I'd probably be homeless. I should be thankful but I hate him. What do you think?
Reposting exact same question gets the same answer

You just started college. Great, good smart move. Stick to it. Bury yourself in your studies and pass quickly. Take as many hours as you possibly can and maintain at least a 3.0 or better. In a few short years, you are out of there. You will have the rest of your life to not make the same mistakes. Prove to him that you are not the dumbass that he thinks you are. Grit your teeth and get your degree.
What do i do tell me, im bi but dont want to be, i dont know what path i should take, please let me know.?
Iam 22, and when i was little i was molested by a girl and a guy, and i know i have done little things with boys when i was very little, and since i was 13 i actually lost my virginity to a female,and have been with about 25 different women, but some how out of no where my friends think im gay, and i freak out and lose it, because i had forgot about the stuff what happened when i was little, and not I start thinking im gay because every one else does too, and i feel weird when im talking to either guys or girls, and i have exsperimented with some with a guy and after i did it, i felt disgusted, but dont feel that way after having sex with a girl, I some times dont feel gay or weird, and have no problems talking to people, but some times i just feel real weird, and i don know what to do, i some times feel a attraction to guys but resist and dont want it, this sucks, what do i do? i have a girlfriend, and a son with here and want to be a dad but not a gay dad, whats wrong with me??
Human sexuality is fluid in all directions throughout life, expecially when we are young. Everybody's a little bit bi at least. Some are mostly str8 and get homo hot on occasion, some are mostly gay. Some fall right in the middle.

Whatever's up with you, love and embrace your beautiful self. Treat others responsibly with respect and love, then whatever you are thinking and feeling inside can't hurt you -- it just makes you and your life very interesting. Hormones do not equal the sum total of who you are. Tribal societies allowed for sexuality between the same gender so it's quite natural human behavior.

Just however you explore your freak -- condoms.

Watch these nine videos on YouTube -- a guy understands his sexuality gradually through four years of high school (from a tv series shot over four years):
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEaAwhNoX…
AM I GAY BI OR STRAIGHT?
well first of all i think guys are hot, but idnt want 2 b gay ihave also fallen inlove with and i have fantizized about them smthimes 2... well it all goes back 2 my guyhood i guess, in my guyhood i lived with 4 women mom aunt gradma n sister, my dad would only be home like 2 mnths every year and he didnt pay attention 2 me and my sis he would allwaays go with his friends and ignore us. one day i dont remmember my age i was from 4 to 9 a guy frm my neighborhood invited me 2 his friends clubhouse and i dont remmember what happened i only remmember that he was showing me his penis and i think that he asked me 2 suck it, i dont really remmember what happened but he did showed it 2 me. well i grewup and moved 2 the us we were visiting my uncles house n his step daughter n son would watch porn, me and him sucked his sisters boob once i was like 10 or 11, idnt knw but then i went 2 school in 5th grade n i would fall inlove with girls, than i moved 2 san jose and i went 2 a school where not many people liked me than i moved 2 another school near that school i fell inlove with a girl again but she ddnt liked me, well we started jr-high in another school and unafortunately i had classes with many of the haters on the other school they would talk **** to me and will say that i was gay to that point nobody had ever called me gay but i knew i wasnt at that point, but this popular guy started calling me gay so every body started sayng that it only took 4 him 2 say it once for every one to believe it. then they all thought i was and called me names and ****. than i got 2 eight grade and i fell inlove with 2 girls twice,, never got with them cuz i was so quiet do to all bulling i had been through,,, one day i was using my moms cellphone n accidentally saw gay porn,, i think i liked it and frm there i would see it most of the time n watch it n started liking guys, never really saw straight porn untill 9th grade i moved back to the first town i was then fell inlove with a girl and my 18 yr old male cousin also, heres where everything starts i know like 2 watch straight porn but i dont fantasize about having sex with women soo much mosly with guys,,, i really need 2 knw whats going on with me my life is a disaster i forgot 2 say that,,, i dont hang around with guys and avoid them because i feel nervous whenever a guy approaches me it sometimes reminds me of what happened when i was a guy, but i used to hang around with them untill i started being bullied and guys didnt want 2 hang around with me. am also anti social i hope somebody can help me with these question
Many people have confusing experiences like that which you've described, in their youth, especially with porn and i think sometimes that can be confusing as you question like you are now. I sense your clubhouse experience was the thing that got you questioning your interest in men. My friend had a similar experience as a young man, being forced into intercourse with another young boy by a man, and certainly suffered trauma at that, but he ended up very heterosexual, but with an appreciation for bi-male sex. I'm female, not gay, but have had bisexual experiences i have seen as just an occasional fascination with the beauty of my gender. in the moment. women are beautiful. men are beautiful to me. but i feel a need to be with men, over women.

perhaps you are bisexual on your way to understanding that you are gay. I went to school with a few boys who were always teased about being gay, were best friends with mostly girls and did believe they had crushes on girls at school, but at 10 and 15 year reunions were gay and proud. So it's also not absurd to expect that those guys who teased you are sensing something, that they're just not mature enough to deal with yet.

again, you seem young, but I'd say if you are questioning all of your past experiences and they all relate for you in your quest to answer this question, don't rush to decide. Take more time to consider more experiences, at least until you know for sure. There is no time limit that says you have to know either way by a certain age. Go with the flow of people you meet and like. If you are lucky enough to be able to appreciate the physical beauty and emotional differences between men and women without discrimination, then maybe you should just leave the question open for now... and work it out as you go. It's not abnormal to want a relationship that replaces one we never had with a parent as well. But just ensure you are happy with who you are with and how comfortable you are, and you will certainly work it out in good time. Don't rush into labeling yourself, is what I'm trying to say. Just love people for who they are and the pleasure and love you can share with them. And hope they are the same type of people. And if you can help it, don't try to use mainstream pornography to gauge your sexuality. Arthouse or erotic fiction maybe. You don't need porn to direct your fantasy or sexuality. It is there, in you, from the beginning, and everyone takes their own journey to realization of where they end up, based on experience. Don't label yourself while you're still searching yourself. Bi-sexual is a good temporary label. Try to go by how individual people you meet make you feel. And know that there's no stigma either way, where you end up. There are lucky people who know from their early teens that they are gay and get the support to be themselves. Do'nt be pressured to fit in. Don't be ashamed of who you are or want to be. Don't let this question make you antisocial. You don't need to disclose your preferences to enjoy a social life, if you're confused about it and afraid to open up for now. Just make friends and let the friends who get under your skin and turn you on, do just that. Man or woman. At least while you're young. You will work it out.
Will you judge my short story?
A wave of nervousness rushed over Mitzel. He could not do it. Coming out to his dad seemed impossible.
“You can do it Mitzel,” his friend said.
“I know,” He said. Mitzel walked into his house. “Dad I’m home,” he yelled. His dad Harry came in from the garage. His coveralls were covered in grease from the car he was working on.
“Hey Mit” Harry greeted. “Dinner should be about ready, we’re having tuna casserole.”
“Yum.” Mitzel and his dad sat down at the table. “Dad, I need to tell you something.”
“Yeah?” Harry said while taking the meal out of the oven. Mitzel could not say it. All he could think of was what Harry would do. Harry had always been homophobic. He was always calling gays things like “Q*eers” or “F*gs.” That was not the worst part. Ever since Mitzel’s mother left Harry for another man, he had been abusive to Mitzel. If he got on Harry’s bad side, he would be hit. Mitzel would not tell because he was too afraid about what Harry would do.
“Nothing.” Mitzel changed his mind. Harry sat down and looked Mitzel in the eyes.
“Well it has to be something, you look as nervous as somebody going into surgery.” Harry said.
“Dad.” Mitzel said.
“Yes.”
“I’m gay.” Mitzel realized what he just said. It was finally out. His dad knew. Harry looked in utter shock at Mitzel.
“You’re what?’ Harry asked, hoping it was a joke.
“I’m gay dad, I like guys.” Harry stared in disbelief.
“Wow, I can’t believe you’re a fa**ot, a **** sucking fa**ot”
“Excuse me?”
“My son is a homo, a q*eer, a butt ******.”
“How can you sit there and call your son that?”
“How can you be gay?”
“I can’t help being gay, it’s who I am.”
“It’s not who you are, you’re normal, not some mental homosexual.” Harry was screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Mental homosexual?” Tears were pouring from Mitzel’s eyes. “You shut up.”
“What?”
“Shut up Dad.”
“You say you’re sorry now.”
“No Dad, I’ve had enough with your crap.”
“You asked for it.” Harry ran at Mitzel and hit him right across the face. Mitzel fell to the ground. Harry kicked him in the abdomen. The pain surged though his body, as he coughed loudly. “You bastard,” Harry screamed. He then kicked Mitzel’s groin. Mitzel layed there helpless, with a bloody nose. “You stay right here.” Harry walked into his bedroom while Mitzel tried to get away. His dad saw him getting up and punched him. A belt hung in Harry’s fist.
“Please, no.” Mitzel begged. Harry took the metal end and beat Mitzel with it
“**** you, you little gay idiot.” Mitzel was covered in bruises, cuts, and a little blood. Harry backed away and Mitzel got up. His legs were shaking. “Get out of my house.” Harry screamed. Mitzel limped to the door. He stepped out, but his dad pushed him onto the concrete. “Never come back.” There Mitzel sat. The cold cement made his injuries feel worse. Where could he go? What would happen to him? Those thoughts ran through his throbbing head as a walked away.
Your sentence structure and word choice needs a lot of work, the whole thing is hard to actually care about. You use "Harry did this Mitzell did this then Harry did this" in the same sentences a lot, which gets annoying to read. Use something other than their names or "he", that's the whole point of epithets. It's also unrealistic, the dialogue sounds like something out of a bad soap opera.
Could you judge my short story?
A wave of nervousness rushed over Mitzel. He could not do it. Coming out to his dad seemed impossible.
“You can do it Mitzel,” his friend said.
“I know,” He said. Mitzel walked into his house. “Dad I’m home,” he yelled. His dad Harry came in from the garage. His coveralls were covered in grease from the car he was working on.
“Hey Mit” Harry greeted. “Dinner should be about ready, we’re having tuna casserole.”
“Yum.” Mitzel and his dad sat down at the table. “Dad, I need to tell you something.”
“Yeah?” Harry said while taking the meal out of the oven. Mitzel could not say it. All he could think of was what Harry would do. Harry had always been homophobic. He was always calling gays things like “Q*eers” or “F*gs.” That was not the worst part. Ever since Mitzel’s mother left Harry for another man, he had been abusive to Mitzel. If he got on Harry’s bad side, he would be hit. Mitzel would not tell because he was too afraid about what Harry would do.
“Nothing.” Mitzel changed his mind. Harry sat down and looked Mitzel in the eyes.
“Well it has to be something, you look as nervous as somebody going into surgery.” Harry said.
“Dad.” Mitzel said.
“Yes.”
“I’m gay.” Mitzel realized what he just said. It was finally out. His dad knew. Harry looked in utter shock at Mitzel.
“You’re what?’ Harry asked, hoping it was a joke.
“I’m gay dad, I like guys.” Harry stared in disbelief.
“What, I can’t believe you’re a fa**ot, a **** sucking fa**ot”
“Excuse me?”
“My son is a homo, a q*eer, a butt ******.”
“How can you sit there and call your son that?”
“How can you be gay?”
“I can’t help being gay, it’s who I am.”
“It’s not who you are, you’re normal, not some mental homosexual.” Harry was screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Mental homosexual?” Tears were pouring from Mitzel’s eyes. “You shut up.”
“What?”
“Shut up Dad.”
“You say you’re sorry now.”
“No Dad, I’ve had enough with your crap.”
“You asked for it.” Harry ran at Mitzel and hit him right across the face. Mitzel fell to the ground. Harry kicked him in the abdomen. The pain surged though his body, as he coughed loudly. “You bastard,” Harry screamed. He then kicked Mitzel’s groin. Mitzel layed there helpless, with a bloody nose. “You stay right here.” Harry walked into his bedroom while Mitzel tried to get away. His dad saw him getting up and punched him. A belt hung in Harry’s fist.
“Please, no.” Mitzel begged. Harry took the metal end and beat Mitzel with it
“**** you, you little gay idiot.” Mitzel was covered in bruises, cuts, and a little blood. Harry backed away and Mitzel got up. His legs were shaking. “Get out of my house.” Harry screamed. Mitzel limped to the door. He stepped out, but his dad pushed him onto the concrete. “Never come back.” There Mitzel sat. The cold cement made his injuries feel worse. Where could he go? What would happen to him? Those thoughts ran through his throbbing head as a walked away.
Hey

Firstly, good conversation, good idea

Just a few things

“I know,” He said.
This should be “I know,” he said.

Like I said the convo is good, but you could use a bit more description. The first two sentences is good, but in a sentence like this Mitzel walked into his house. “Dad I’m home,” he yelled.
It could be improved to something like:

Mitzel breathed in heavily before he opened his door. "Dad, I'm home," he yelled.
(Notice that comma after Dad)

His dad Harry came in
Should be: His dad, Harry, came in

“Hey Mit” Harry greeted.
Should always be a punctuation before the close of a speech mark

“Dad.” Mitzel said.
Better if: “Dad...” Mitzel began.

“Shut up Dad.”
Should be: “Shut up, Dad.”

So just take care on your grammar, but otherwise keep writing :)
xx
Could you please judge my short story?
A wave of nervousness rushed over Mitzel. He could not do it. Coming out to his dad seemed impossible.
“You can do it Mitzel,” his friend said.
“I know,” He said. Mitzel walked into his house. “Dad I’m home,” he yelled. His dad Harry came in from the garage. His coveralls were covered in grease from the car he was working on.
“Hey Mit” Harry greeted. “Dinner should be about ready, we’re having tuna casserole.”
“Yum.” Mitzel and his dad sat down at the table. “Dad, I need to tell you something.”
“Yeah?” Harry said while taking the meal out of the oven. Mitzel could not say it. All he could think of was what Harry would do. Harry had always been homophobic. He was always calling gays things like “Q*eers” or “F*gs.” That was not the worst part. Ever since Mitzel’s mother left Harry for another man, he had been abusive to Mitzel. If he got on Harry’s bad side, he would be hit. Mitzel would not tell because he was too afraid about what Harry would do.
“Nothing.” Mitzel changed his mind. Harry sat down and looked Mitzel in the eyes.
“Well it has to be something, you look as nervous as somebody going into surgery.” Harry said.
“Dad.” Mitzel said.
“Yes.”
“I’m gay.” Mitzel realized what he just said. It was finally out. His dad knew. Harry looked in utter shock at Mitzel.
“You’re what?’ Harry asked, hoping it was a joke.
“I’m gay dad, I like guys.” Harry stared in disbelief.
“Wow, I can’t believe you’re a fa**ot, a **** sucking fa**ot”
“Excuse me?”
“My son is a homo, a q*eer, a butt ******.”
“How can you sit there and call your son that?”
“How can you be gay?”
“I can’t help being gay, it’s who I am.”
“It’s not who you are, you’re normal, not some mental homosexual.” Harry was screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Mental homosexual?” Tears were pouring from Mitzel’s eyes. “You shut up.”
“What?”
“Shut up Dad.”
“You say you’re sorry now.”
“No Dad, I’ve had enough with your crap.”
“You asked for it.” Harry ran at Mitzel and hit him right across the face. Mitzel fell to the ground. Harry kicked him in the abdomen. The pain surged though his body, as he coughed loudly. “You bastard,” Harry screamed. He then kicked Mitzel’s groin. Mitzel layed there helpless, with a bloody nose. “You stay right here.” Harry walked into his bedroom while Mitzel tried to get away. His dad saw him getting up and punched him. A belt hung in Harry’s fist.
“Please, no.” Mitzel begged. Harry took the metal end and beat Mitzel with it
“**** you, you little gay idiot.” Mitzel was covered in bruises, cuts, and a little blood. Harry backed away and Mitzel got up. His legs were shaking. “Get out of my house.” Harry screamed. Mitzel limped to the door. He stepped out, but his dad pushed him onto the concrete. “Never come back.” There Mitzel sat. The cold cement made his injuries feel worse. Where could he go? What would happen to him?
It's a little too sad for my taste. Noone should ever be treated like that just because they are gay. :-( You use good description though. I'd like it a lot better if he had some friends to help him through this or something, but I'm just more of a happy endings type of girl.
Thoughts on this fictional story so far...I know it's alot to read but I need some oponions?
I was born on September 28, 1980 in Pocahontas, Illinois. I was fourteen and in the eighth grade when I came out to my parents, it was before I meet Kris(which you will more about later on in my story) so I was pretty young. My dad was always pretty quiet and kept to himself, he was a truck driver and he was on the road alot. My mom and I was always very close, she had a pretty good idea that I was gay before I even came out to her. My mom was a teacher at Lynn Camp High School for twelve years, from the time I was thirteen till I was twenty five.
I remember the day like it was yesterday, it was May 20, 1994 on a Friday, and it was my last day of eighth grade, and my dad was back home after three months on the road, and when I walked in the door home from school and both my parents were setting in thr living room watching television, I figured that since I had them both together I'd better tell them.
"Mom, Dad" I said. "There's something I need to talk to you about."
"What is it , sweetheart" mom said. My dad just turned his head around and faced me.
"There is something about myself that I have never told anyone, and as I get older I relize that it's something that I have to face, and trust me I have been strugling with this for as long as I can remember, and I have to let it off my chest before I explode." I said. My mom gave off the expression as if she knew what I was about to say. My dad just looked clueless to what I was about to say.
"Mom, dad, I love you both very much and I hope you'll except me for who I am."
"What are you trying to say, son." dad said.
"I'm gay" I blurted out as I let out years worth of resentment and anger. What I had been wanting and needing to say for years had finally came out into the open. My mom didn't seem affected, but seemed more nervous about what my dad's reaction was going to be.
"That is the biggest bucnh of bull **** that I have ever heard, you go to your room and think about what you set here and told us just now. I will not accept that my guy, and my only son is a ******, I just will not accept that." he screamed. I stood up and when I did he jumped up off the couch and grabbed my arm and my mom jumped up and said.
"Devon, don't you dare hurt him."
"I'm not going to hurt him, but I will say this, if a boy ever comes through that door you will be beat, do you understand that" he said "Do you even relize how gross your sounding right now."
"I'm not sounding gross, dad" I said about to cry. "this is who I am"
"What a fag!"
"No dad, I just love differently, that's all"
"(No I just love differenlty, that's all.") my dad said in a mocking tone as tear slide down my face. He wiped it away, "Suck it up, your a man, men don't cry." he said still holding my arm hard.
"Let go of him Devon, your hurting his arm." mom said.
"Did you know about this Lauren"
"No, mom didn't know, leave her out of this dad" I said.
"It's ok, Jesse" mom said
"No it's not ok, I'm the one only one that was clueless about this."
"Jesse has never told me directly that he's gay, but I'm with him alot more then you are, I know more about him then you do"
"Great, I'm the last one to find out that my son's a fag."
"Quit calling him that, Devon."
"So now your defending this."
"No, I'm defending our son."
"You mean your son." dad said.
"You know why this has happened don't you?"
"What are you talking about?" mom said.
"It's because we don't go to church, and the Lord is punishing us for it." dad said. I was still setting in the living room listening to them fuss, crying quietly.
"Devon, don't be ridiculous" mom said. "The Lord has been so good to us, he blessed us with the best son we could ever ask for" as mom said these words, dad began to look for his keys and headed for the door once he found them.
"Where are you going dad." I said.
"Don't speak to me" dad said. "I'm getting the hell out of here and never coming back, I'm not going to live in a house with a ****** and a women that defends the behavior of it."
"Devon, don't be this way, what would you want me to do."
"What you should do is team up with me and stop defending his behavior, and get his *** in church where he needs to be."
"Devon, he is our son, we can not force him to be something he's not, it dosen't work that way, it never does."
"Goodbye, Lauren" and with that he left slamming the door behind him, and that was the last time I ever saw him.
"I am so sorry, mom." I said.
"Oh baby, you have nothing to be sorry about." mom said as she set down beside me and put her arms around me as I cryed into her shoulder.
"Jesse, it'll be ok, everything will be fine, mommy will always love you no matter what."
"Thanks mom for being so understanding, I love you."
"I love you too, Jesse."
that was good, sounds very realistic, nice :)
FAFSA Dependency Status Financial Aid?
I am 22 years old, moved out of my parents house, and I don't receive a single red cent from them. My dad is unfortunately, a well-to-do lawyer, and that apparently will suck when it comes to getting financial aid.

I moved out because I'm gay, and wanted to live with my boyfriend rather than my fundamentalist Christian parents who would rather I die than them being stuck with a gay son. They were also somewhat abusive in the past as well, even before they knew I was gay.

Is there any way to make my dependency status independent, short of waiting two more years till I'm 24, knocking up some woman and having to pay guy support, or getting married (kind of impossible for me and my bf at the moment).
Actually, you're probably totally stuck. The FAFSA is very strict on who is considered an independent student, and it sounds like you don't meet any of those criteria.

Dependency Overrides are almost unheard of now, except in cases of abuse - where the court has actually come in and removed you from the home. If there's no court papers, there's no chance.

Moving out on your own is a family choice, as is the choice of your parents to help you or not. The choices your family makes doesn't affect your eligibility for financial aid at all. So unfortunately, you will still need to include your parents' income. You could file a FAFSA without your parents' information, but at most you will be eligible for $5500 in Unsubsidized Stafford Loan for the academic year.

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