theantijock saidDid anyone ever fantasize Uncle Miltie?
OMG, Uncle Miltie and Aunt Cleo… damnn that was so far down the memory hole I'd completely forgotten (or repressed it, LOL).
In answer to the OP… The word "gay" hadn't been invented (or widely known, anyway) when I was a boy. In fact, it didn't become "the word" to use until I was a young adult. Prior to that, one was just a faggot, cock sucker, fudge packer, or homo. But I knew *very* early on… like before age 6. Didn't really think much about it until I was a teenager, though, and was *expected* to show interest in and date girls. That's when it began to become a "problem" for me.
I didn't know there WERE other gay people… I figured that out around age 16 while reading a magazine article about the "homosexual problem" in LA and it blew my mind. My god, there are other guys out there getting arrested for having sex in parks and public toilets!?!
Still took years for me to come to terms with it. I was fortunate to meet my first out gay man (30) when I was a freshman in college. He was a great guy, funny, intelligent, knew 'the scene' and didn't press himself on me (sexually) at all. Just sort of took me under his wing and showed me some of the ropes. Forever grateful for that.