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"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much"

"And the girls?" Brian prompted me.

"Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls."

"Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's developing an eye for them now eh Carl?? I mean they weren't bad looking. So, apart from their style what did you think of them?"

I was together with Mike and Bryan and a number amongst many of my old school friends. The local pub had got in this group of country style singers.

I think in sexual relations it is sometimes hard to define the difference between consent and coercion. The reader will have no doubt that in the events which follow I was not always in full consent to what was happening, but I say this most passionately; if I had not been pushed that evening I may never have discovered my true self, sexuality and gender. It was the turning point of my life. I now know my body needed what was done to me even if I didn't realise it at the time.

So back to the events that evening. I had developed a knack of turning their teasing about my effeminate physique into light hearted banter but they never got tired of it and that evening they had pestered me to go out with them although I had planned to stay home.

"I sort of ... Yea they were OK." I replied then trying to be more forthcoming I added, "They almost seemed a bit masculine somehow!"

"'Takes one to spot one' that's what they say!" interrupted Jamie who had been facing the other way sipping his beer.

"What do you mean?” I protested. "I'm not a girl! OK I don't have big muscles and hulking great shoulders like you but surely I'm still male!"

Jamie leant over towards me and said in a low voice. "And so are they!!"

"Jamie that beer's going to your head!" said Bryan. "I'd fuck that lot any time, even the fat one!"

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