I hung up the phone, opened my bedroom door, walked down the hallway into the kitchen with my head down, and started crying. All my anger left. All my...fear left. I felt exhausted, defeated, and vulnerable. In between sobs, I said, 'I'm gay.' The aftermath: I had less support than I realized i would have, which included a mock coming-out party, rainbow-painted cake, and a coming-out CD with Diana Ross' 'I'm Coming Out.'"To tell you the truth, My mom wasn't thrilled at the moment and it took her. After, some time she could not wait and took my assets in to her and wanted me to do it wildly though her face reactions. First I was doing faster as she guided and after about 25 mins I gradually reduced my speed and started caressing her boobs diverting my mind so that I will not cum so soon. She was enjoying and came down and started running her cunt through my hands for some time, which made her to moan loudly and she hugged me very wildly and caught my legs with her legs. Then I took her. Becomes you."You go on television today." There was the clattering of a metal tray being shoved under the bars, kicked towards me so that the cold hard rice was caught and tumbled off to flake on the floor.I scrambled for it, catching the rice in my broken fingers like a living thing and pushing it between my lips. He watched me. Not smiling, not frowning, just watching. There was fruit on the tray, four sections of whitish-orange jackfruit. I picked them up carefully, one at a time, sitting. After a few minutes she came back and sat opposite to us. I was looking at her interestingly. She was looking so sexy that I wanted to have sex with her.Shobha: Raghu I don’t you to go out for these two months. I don’t want you to be mad. Tell me what do you want?Son: Mom… I told you I love you….Shobha: You love me means, what you want…..I love you too as a son…what more do you want?Son: I want you to be normal mom.Shobha: I am normal son. It is you who is abnormal. Oh!!! You want me to sleep.