Gabe & Brian

My name is Brian and I grew up in a small town on the Washington coast. Even at an early age I knew I wasn’t into sports. I was more into learning and educating myself. Because of this I was seen as a nerd and only palled around with the other nerds. Around fourth grade I realized I was really good at sprinting and throughout grade school and middle school I became quite good at running. I even held school and county records for the races I was into. In the seventh grade I came to the realization that I was gay. Having been with two boys before I just thought it was something young boys did. I didn’t know one could be gay. Being gay at that time, in the early 90’s, was frowned upon and as I was ending the eighth grade people started making fun of me for being gay, even though I wasn’t out of the closet yet. Luckily my friends Tiana and Becka stood up for me. At this point in my life I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up.

Going into my freshman year of high school I decided that I wanted to become a doctor. I had no idea, yet, what kind of doctor, I just knew I wanted to be involved in medicine. At the young age of 14 I attended my first CPR and First Aid class. I was in LOVE with the thought of helping people in need. Shortly thereafter I started volunteering for our local ambulance company. Everything in life seemed to fade away as I focused on my career decision. Everything except for my burning desire to be with another boy. Medicine and sex is all I could think about. I puttered my way through my freshman year, even joining the track team and excelling. I was a star at the school, but only during track season.

I spent the summer between my freshman and sophomores year of high school volunteering on the ambulance and learning more about medicine. I was no longer “involved” with the family things, but my parents were okay with it, especially since I was way more of an “adult” than my sister was at that point of her life. My parents were more than happy to leave me to myself and let me do my own thing.

As I returned to high school for my sophomore year I was approached by the football coach. He invited me to join the football team as the medical assistant, treating the injured players during practice and games. I was thrilled to be asked and I immediately, without hesitation, accepted the position. In this role I started making friends with all the jocks, especially the cute ones! I met Jason (more about him later), Matt (more about him later), Tony, Scott, Steve, and Gabe.