Re: No feces (said wetly)
Submitted by Once a Boy on December 19 2000 15:46:30
In reply to No shit....(said very dryly) submitted by Sprite on December 19 2000 00:03:34
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Your P.S. said, "IF you wish me gone, say it, and then let it be done." By no means do I think you should go. Debate is good! I agree with much of what you say. Indeed holding love back is not a good thing. I think my name is engraved on many hearts and their names are on engraved on mine. Love exist and is great! I think many boys have loved me deeply, but his does not mean they want sex from me. For sure only one boy wanted sex with me - Joe, the kid I have talked about many times in my posts. We met when he was 11, and our love grew until we fell in love with one another, when he was 14. Joe and I crossed a line we shouldn't have crossed, and he wanted sex very much. Indeed, we could have continued down that track, but I am glad we didn't. Today, at 22, Joe still says we're "tight." We are close, in part, because we did not go down the sexual road. We're forever "tight" because the love will always be. Sex is not love. Looking back, a part of me wanted to get sexually involved with Joseph, but I know we had (and still have) a deep love for one another. There was no need to jeopardize the relationship for sex. There have been at least 6 other boys who have loved me as deeply as Joe, but I really think they see (or saw) sex with me in the same way I saw it with Joe, all those years ago. It would be a temporary thing - a high like a drug. I would be there supplier; they would become dependent on me for this high. Is this love? One of the very things sex does is bind two people together - to make them become one - to make them become dependent on one another. As a child moves through adolesence, the goal is to become more independent, not dependent. My goal, my dream, for the boys I come to love is for them never to "kill" the child inside. To not stamp down the pain of growing old with temporary things like sex, drugs, ect. Indeed, we all find escape in things, but my dream is for those I love to flourish, to rise up despite the fiery ashes of their "abused" paths. My dream is for the ones I love to shine on depite the darkness all around. My hope is that for the ones I love to take more steps forwards than backwards. And my dream for myself is that God use me to build people up and not tear them down. Indeed, I have failed many times in life, and I will fail in the future. However, That is my deepest desire. ~Once a Boy |
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