My Little BrotherMy youngest brother and I are super close. We frequently have "sleepovers," where he will come and stay the night in my room and we'll talk for hours. Usually it's just telling jokes, but every once and a while we have a serious conversation. He's 12 right now, and a few months ago he confided in me that he was gay. He told me about how there was a boy at school that he has a crush on. I comforted him telling him that he's my brother and that I will always love him no matter what.
I always kind of figured he was gay, even before he told me. He had too many effeminate qualities for me to think otherwise. He had too many flamboyant gestures and so forth for me to believe that he wasn't gay. After playing "dress-up" with him so much when he was little, his letting me put him in dresses, bras and other things, I would have a hard time believing otherwise.
I love my brother. I think the fact that he confided in me that he's gay actually brings us closer together.