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Of course one of the main points of BL, aside from the mutual joy it can bring, is to usher a boy towards, and into, manhood, and I have been lucky enough to have had the opportunity of playing a part in this process a number of times. Most recently with Jared. Jared approached me for the first time almost a year ago. It was beautiful Spring weather, and he had noticed that, at lunchtimes, I was always to be found sitting quietly at the same outdoor table, by an ill-kempt and sorry-looking pond in the local park, with my sandwich and flagon of tea, reading. Later he would tell me that he had circled me 4 days running (who's the predator here?!) before plucking up the courage to come and say hello. He asked me what I was reading (as it happened a rather clever book about existentialism for beginners, and luckily not the trashy thriller I was simultaneously devouring), and that led to a discussion about what philosophy was. I am absolutely no expert - indeed I am put to shame by several on this board who are far, far better read in that department than I - but I have perused the odd bit of Plato, waded through a little Wittgenstein, and even nervously nibbled at Nietzsche. Anyway, we had a really nice talk, all the better for being instigated by Jared, and he asked if he could join me again the next day to continue where we had left off. He did so, and these lunchtime meetings went on for a while as we slowly got to know eachother better. He was - and is - truly delightful company, and a month or so later he started to come over and visit me at home two or three times a week. He was, at the time, 'in love' (and sexually active) with a girl, and he asked my advice on a couple of things related to that sorry predicament (he is, and was, over 16 yo, the age of consent in my country). I explained that I was probably not the best person to consult on teenage heterosexual relationships, but he persisted, and seemed to value whatever general advice he managed to wrangle out of me. Suddenly, one day, a few months back, and after we had enjoyed a movie together at my house, he cautiously announced that he had split up with the girlfriend. That he had begun to find her a little shallow, and that he couldn't stand the amount of time she spent on her phone at the expense of properly communicating with him. He also became even more affectionate towards me, snuggling closer as we sat upon the sofa, my arm around his shoulders. It really was quite lovely... Our relationship went from strength to strength - but I also had known from the beginning that, eventually, he would be more man than boy, that the romantic aspect of my interest would, on that score, naturally wane, and that he would also just as naturally start to want to settle down with another girl. And that's basically what has happened this week, but I think, for both of us, it has been a properly organic progression - BL affairs are always going to be ephemeral experiences, although our ongoing relationship will, I hope, remain rich and rewarding into the future. I wish, of course, that I had met him at an earlier age, that I'd known him in his early teens as well as in his later teens, and that our time 'together' could have been longer, but I know this was a valuable interlude for us both and, at my age these days, one is really rather grateful for anything as enjoyable and intense! Good luck, Jared! |