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TIFU by kissing my same sex partner infront of my homophobic parents

Hello ! A little backstory about me and my family. I'm 23 year old, male and come form a slavic county. I'm unnaturally tall and skinny, kind of like slenderman

My family consist of my dad, my mom, my sister and my brother. My brother doesn't even give a fuck about me and my sister is supportive. However my parents are extremely homophobic and even slightly racist.

Alright, so even from a young age i have always known im am sexually attracted to both females and males, but i never got to explore the latter attraction due to obvious complications

I come from a poor slavic county where the concept of LGBTQ+ is kind of new and not very well received. I lived there for 18 years, until i graduated 12th grade and got the chance to go to study abroad, which i gladly took !

First i was off to Germany where I found a gal, but it was nothing serious and thus i moved on, going to Spain for a 2 years working my ass off to even survive, however I did not like it there and moved to England where I currently reside, working as much as I can to stay afloat.

Through my journey i have met a lot of people, but none as interesting as...uhhh...Miami and Josh (those are not their names, this is all for privacy reasons). Those two were best friends with Miami being a native and Josh being a foreigner like me. I met the two at my workplace and soon discovered that Miami and i were going to the same college. From there the three of us became best friends, they were quick to let me in their group and began doing things with me all the time

And spending so much time together i learned a few things about them. Where they were from, their lives, their goals and aspirations all the good things, and the more time we spent together the more I realized Josh and I are the perfect mach for eachother, with Miami always pushing us to be together

One day we caved in and decided to give it a shot saying "It's just something temporary"....well it has lasted 2 years now and it's still going. But there was always a lingering problem in the back of my mind...my family.

And as the stars aligned they decided to come over from the holidays and visit me. Worst part is i had told them "i had a partner" before because they were awfully pushy, but i always kept it vague so they wouldn't figure it out

Both Miami and Josh knew about my parents homophobic and racist tendencies and realized that telling them i like Josh (who is a black man so whoohoo double "im-fucked" bingo) was not going to work. Together we came up with a plan....

It was simple, Miami would pretend to be my girlfriend for the holidays while Josh and I don't show any feelings towards eachother. The plan was good...ON PAPER !

The moment my family stepped out if the plane and i greeted them things went sour as i was holding Josh's hand. Then during dinner i was constantly talking to him and giving him attention. And to Miami's credit she did try to smear and cover things up, with my sister catching up sooner than expected and helping me too

But then it happened. The plates were empty and all that was left was dessert. Josh, being the nice "friend" he is decided to go get the desserts and bring them over...oh, how i wish I was the one that brought that cursed chocolate cake over. That was because when Josh got up to get the cake he tripped over and fell on his face, everyone laughed but i was horrified and rushed over to check on him. I picked him up, checking if he was hurt and dusted him off, all the while gazing in his eyes. And then emotions took over him and he kissed me saying "I'm alright, don't worry about me"

"Fuck....me..." i though as the entire family put two and two together. I HAVE NOT SEEN A CROWD THIS MAD EVER ! It was a bloodbath of yells and cries. My father jumped up and tried to beat my boyfriend for kissing me, my mother cried in shame and my brother...well he was fueling the fames by whispering "How could you..."

It took my sister, me, Miami and Josh 2 hours to PHYSICALLY push my family out if the house, all the while they were telling about what a disgrace i was and how they disowned me. Upon kicking them out and waiting out for them to stop kicking my door screaming, i collapsed and cried myself to sleep.

It's been 2 days since the incident. Josh can not stop apologizing, though it was not his fault, my sister is trying her best to calm me down and Miami we'll she is helping bother me and my bf get through this. As of today i have officially been exhaled from the family. Which told me to never set foot in their house, MY house

(I apologize for my bad english at times, it's not my native language and also sorry for the stupid names like Miami and Josh but i want their identities to remain confidential)

TL,DR: I was supposed to act non gay for the holidays infront of my family but failed and now I can not return home ever again

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