"Pornography". At this moment in time, many people have fled and become incredibly British by ignoring me. "Gay pornography". Now, people have exited with frustration and total disgust so they have written into the Daily Mail claiming the homosexuals are poisoning our children.

For those not accustomed to gay pornography, it comes in three types. One is full of dirty, hairy old men aptly named 'bears' (grr) who pound of innocent young men with a certain amount of vigour. Another is high school 'jocks' whom sport a six-pack and if they are gay, I am Barry Manilow. The final one contains 'twinks'. They are effeminate young men with exceptionally large penises to create penis envy for the viewer and they moan and groan; even when someone just says hello. I understand, dear reader, the question you are practically shouting at the screen: how does one do their business without laughing hysterically at these ridiculous characters? The answer: With difficulty.

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Dom is a typical teenager and this was evident when he crept through his front door by-passing the living room with its inhabitants, his parents. He rushes upstairs trying not to make a sound although this is nigh on impossible. When he has completed this crash course, he takes residence in his bedroom where he farts and masturbates; in that order.

With the accuracy of a clumsy, bumbling mess, Dom flipped the lid of his laptop up and pressed the power button. A couple of strains and sighs from the machine was heard until the start-up screen appeared. He entered the highly predictable password of "Baxter" - his dog - into the bar and he was through.

Every teenager at some point masturbates. Be it your typical deluded, right-winged, bigoted Christian or your leftie, liberal thinking Guardian reader. Everyone has done it. Who owns up to it, is a different kettle of fish.

The words "Gay speedo porn" were put into a search engine and this revealed millions of results. Dom clicked on the appropriate result and sat back. The video of two guys wearing incredibly tight speedos started playing. This was Dom's favourite video clip and he knew the words to it which would be slightly un-nerving to anyone else but him. He slowly rubbed his crotch through his jeans. His penis was erect and he popped it out.

Dom was not well-endowed like the actors in the film. He would like to say he is average-sized but he has never really compared to other guys. A sneaky look in the PE showers but that was about it. He once attempted measuring his penis with a metal ruler but he slipped and let's say, pain is an understatement.

Without sounding too crude, Dom started - well - wanking. The usual routine was in order and progressed with the ordinary rhythm. Something was strange today. He was not concentrating on the job on hand (excuse the pun). He was watching the pornography but wasn't really taking it in; his mind was elsewhere. All he could think of is Chloe. This undermined the whole process of masturbation for him and he suddenly stopped.

Was he in love with her? Surely that is not possible. He knew for a fact that he did not want to have sex with her because he had stopped mid-drift. He had never felt this before. Someone whom he liked but did not want to have sex with them. This was strange.

The laptop was shut down and Dom redressed himself. The awkwardness of I, the writer and voyeur of Dom's life, talking about masturbation is over but something stirred in Dom. He had to sort it out and it needed to be done as painlessly as possible.

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Dom is gay. He has recently come out to family and friends which is a rather excruciating experience within itself. But, as stories always do, things change. The new girl at his college, Chloe, enters his life and slowly but surely changes his outlook.

Is it possible for someone to change their sexuality over one single person?

updated Mar 16 '11 by DanielMcLaughlin-TheFool