I never thought something on GayBoysTube could make me cry, but that was just like my brother leaving for school in England many years ago. We were so close, I just felt abandoned when he went to school. You can call it incest, sick, or even being molested, but it actuality, our love was tender and beautiful even if I was a little young. Sadly, I never saw him again after the day he left. He was killed in some sort of street brawl and my first love was stolen from me.
