Father son gay story

Gay stories, lgbtq+ stories, love stories That weekend was one of the most confusing yet strangely thrilling times of my life. It all began on a quiet Friday evening when Mum left for her trip.

It was my first camping trip ever, and one of the few times I spent a weekend with my boisterous, cowboy father. He had a crew of drifters he spent his time with, mostly in bars but often for.