エフェボフィルの告白

First-person accounts of my lifelong attraction to younger men and boys. There is no pornography or illegal material here.

Altar call

Of all the weeping boys on their knees, at the front of the campsite hall seeking the Holy Spirit, at the height of a dusty Indiana summer, I chose the brownest boy there. I didn’t know then what I was doing or why. Looking back, it seems obvious.

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