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YOUNGGAYBOYS: 15 but looked about twelve


Back in high school, I was a golden-boy. Small. Just five-foot-four in10th grade, and I think about 118 lbs. Dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, lean,lithe and supple. I had a tight, defined, muscular build even beforepuberty. I was good-looking, strikingly good-looking, and yeah, theconsensus was that I was cute and all that. Okay, I was still a boy, alate-bloomer, just a few grateful months into

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Keith walked down to the park to see if any of his friends were around.His mom had gone to work and he didn't feel like being in that big emptyhouse alone. When he arrived at the park no one was there. He sat on abench and thought about of life. His dad didn't seem to care about himand left when he was very young. His mom was always working and it seemedlike his friends didn't want him around.

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One week! A whole week! This will be awesome! Oh sorry, I shouldsay what I'm talking about. I'm on the bus on my way to Ottawa, we are on aschool trip for a week. It will be great. A whole week away from my parentsand brother, and the best thing is we all get tostay up as late as we wantin the hotel as long as we are quiet. Heh, who cares about themuseums? Iwanna sit up late playing poker with my

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I rushed down the stairs at the sound of the doorbell ringing. It wasprobably Young boy, Bad Boy was never on time. I couldn't remember one timeBad Boy actually came on time, but I didn't care. He was my best friend,and had been for three years since I moved to this town. Young boy was anothergood friend, but I hadn't known him very long. He just moved here over thesummer and Bad Boy and I gladly