I grew up close to my cousin. His father was a banker and made lots of money. Every Saturday night he and some friends stayed up late playing cards. I spent lots of nights with my cousin.
Later on, after high school I was hanging with some friends and one of them suggested we go cruise the gay bars. We were sitting in the car watching the men stop to pick up gay kids and to my surprise I saw my uncle. He talked to this one kid and the kid got in the car with him, so we followed him. They went to this motel on the bypass, parked in the back and they went into the room for a while. They came out and we followed my uncle back to where he picked the kid up and dropped him off.
I was shocked, but it all made sense to me. Those men that played cards when I was young were all gay. They had a gay club right under the nose of my aunt and cousin. As I got to know the gay scene they were the older generation paying for sex with young kids. My uncle caught me one night and he laid down the law on me. I walked out of that motel room with hurt and wet asshole. I learned my lesson and became part of the gay club, sucking off my uncle and his friends and getting my ass fucked.
I never squealed or told my cousin about it. It was my secret too, being gay wasn't something you admitted to.
