1. My Charlie


    Date: 5/13/2018, Categories: Gay, Author: 007Lover, Source: LushStories

    His name was Charlie and I’d known him forever, or so it seemed. We were kids when we first laid eyes on each other; only just entering adolescence and for about ten years or so, we remained very much in love. I can’t begin to describe the closeness and affection that grew alongside us all those years ago, and I can only put to words the affirmation of this and hope dearly that you’ll understand what it means to truly love someone, as I did Charlie. We were in love, yes, I’ll say it again and again and I’ll even put emphasis on the word we, because I know he loved me too and nothing or no one can ever convince me otherwise. But we grew apart, you see, like all childhood friendships do in the end and this devastated me to the core. He went away one day and though he assured me that he’d never forget to write, he forgot me altogether. The last time I’d heard of him was seven years ago; he’d come back to his old town to visit his old folks and guess who he ran into? His old friend and lover. He looked too gorgeous for words and I doubt very much my description will do him justice. When we were growing up, he’d suffered from bad acne and he was scrawny and small for his age and even so, I loved him and saw no flaw in his appearance, but when I’d encountered him years and years after he left me, I saw right away the change of air did him some good. He’d grown taller and gained a few pounds which, I could see clearly through his tight jacket, were transformed to muscle. He still ...
    wore glasses, but they were fashionable and went well with his stylish clothing. He still had that eye of mystery about him, but it was tinged with a haughtiness I could not comprehend, until I spoke to him. His entire persona was changed and disappointment gripped my heart. We spoke nothing of the beautiful past we’d shared, just the present and strangely enough, I wasn’t interested in what he had to say about it. We didn’t see each other for a very long time after that chance encounter and when we did, once again his character was altered, but this time, for the better. I saw Charlie once again, seven years after the encounter I described, and like before, I was wonderfully confounded by his beauty. We were both in our mid thirties now and my appearance was worsening with age and stress, whereas Charlie’s was enhanced with striking maturity. His hair was combed straight back and partly curling, especially at the ends, and his sideburns were long and streaked with a little grey. As always, he wore glasses, and his bright blue eyes glared intensely behind these, lit with the fire of fine life and happiness. I felt embarrassed to meet with him after so long, a little resentful too, but once I saw him, I couldn’t stay mad at him. He looked incredible, better than he did those seven years ago; fresh faced and young. He was a man now, and how I wished, how I yearned to call him my man. He was back in town for a short while, but the real reason behind his visit was a mystery to me. ...
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