I don't remember how old I was, but our class had more boys than girls, so some pairings were boy with boy sometimes. And I was paired always with girls in dances and other stuff, however, once I was assigned with boy, and when I was holding his hand and dancing with him...oh my, that was something different. I felt myself so lost, so weird, so good. USSR was very homophobic, so I was not sure what it was, but I found myself so much more ingaged when around boys and when looking on boys, that I knew something is different with me. At first I thougt somethign is wrong, but illegal radiostation "Voice of America" once spoke about gay men and that it is normal, that was when I realised I am gay.