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When I was growing up, all the other boys lusted obsessively

When I was growing up, all the other boys lusted obsessively

My group of friends were fierce and often violent adversaries

My group of friends were fierce and often violent adversaries

Having always been tiny and sensitive in my boyhood, it would

Having always been tiny and sensitive in my boyhood, it would

Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friend was a

Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friend was a

Having grown up with a single mother, not only would I be exposed

Having grown up with a single mother, not only would I be exposed

Being not only the smallest and most sensitive, but also being

Being not only the smallest and most sensitive, but also being

“Follow Greg and his best friends, through the ups and downs

“Follow Greg and his best friends, through the ups and downs

Being the only boy at school with long hair, I had to pretend

Being the only boy at school with long hair, I had to pretend

For the longest time, I so feared that it would happen. That

For the longest time, I so feared that it would happen. That

Like all the boys, I so dreamed about being in the army. But

Like all the boys, I so dreamed about being in the army. But

If you would have seen us at school, you would think we shy,

If you would have seen us at school, you would think we shy,

  “A rhythmic gymnast and a hockey player mysteriously swap

“A rhythmic gymnast and a hockey player mysteriously swap

When I was a kid, me and my friends knew of a small, quiet boy

When I was a kid, me and my friends knew of a small, quiet boy

When as a shy, small young boy, you trusted all the boys and

When as a shy, small young boy, you trusted all the boys and

wxhluyp: In my schoolboy days, it was a time when many parents

wxhluyp: In my schoolboy days, it was a time when many parents

For weeks following our entrance into high school, we boys from

For weeks following our entrance into high school, we boys from

In my schoolboy days, it was a time when many parents began to

In my schoolboy days, it was a time when many parents began to

Fond memories of boyhood sleepovers. Bodies entwined, kissing

Fond memories of boyhood sleepovers. Bodies entwined, kissing

Mortified by my mother’s delight of dressing me in girl’s

Mortified by my mother’s delight of dressing me in girl’s

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Mother’s erotic romance novels always made me so uncomfortable.

Mother’s erotic romance novels always made me so uncomfortable.

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Things you can relate to when you grew up with a single mother

Things you can relate to when you grew up with a single mother

The smile mother forced from me for the camera, masked a boy

The smile mother forced from me for the camera, masked a boy

Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friend was a

Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friend was a

Being the only boy in my class raised without a father, it was

Being the only boy in my class raised without a father, it was

Bizarre to me, mother always appeared to delight in anything

Bizarre to me, mother always appeared to delight in anything

I remember the first time my father witnessed my mother, so excited

I remember the first time my father witnessed my mother, so excited

The anxieties of a delicate, sensitive boy at school. Intimidated

The anxieties of a delicate, sensitive boy at school. Intimidated

Greg couldn’t believe the situation he had found himself in.

Greg couldn’t believe the situation he had found himself in.

Having had countless sleepovers, my friends never could have

Having had countless sleepovers, my friends never could have

Growing up with a single mother, I would watch countless of her

Growing up with a single mother, I would watch countless of her

As a teen, I was naturally drawn excitably in defiance, to all

As a teen, I was naturally drawn excitably in defiance, to all

Son: “Mother, why are all those boys staring at me?”Mother: “Why

Son: “Mother, why are all those boys staring at me?”Mother: “Why

Over the last year, progressively having almost alienated himself

Over the last year, progressively having almost alienated himself

Oh youth…..We shy boys, so fearful of what our friends

Oh youth…..We shy boys, so fearful of what our friends