Date: March 17, 2013
This week, I experienced a bounty of memorable moments…I’m not sure why, but I’ll accept them…
…N is a beautiful boy, who I’ve known casually for years…He’s certainly been high up on my attention list, ever since I first saw him…which accounts for roughly half of his life…
…N is no longer a little boy, much to my sadness…but he is every bit as adorable and sweet, now being well into his teens…I think fourteen…
…N comes from a family, where one wouldn’t exactly expect him to be rude, or to express “inappropriate” things…
…I couldn’t help but notice the other day…as N was with some age mates…It seems, they were hanging out…or going out, somewhere…and N walked by wearing this dark, heavy jacket…Nothing I’d seen him in before…and in large letters on the back it read, “Go Balls Deep”…having what looked to be a basketball, also imprinted on the back…
…I presume, that this is some current slogan of some basketball team…I don’t really know…I just know that I found it quite…hard to put into words, just what it is like watching a boy you’ve had a crush on for years, wearing that slogan on his back…
…I spent the rest of the evening, being haunted by the mental image of N…”going balls deep”…
…Wonder if his mom or dad knew he was wearing that…anyway…
This next boy…I don’t really know his name…but he is really cute…and all of about eight, maybe nine…
…He had an interesting choice of wardrobe, also…It consisted of a shirt, which made creative use of a phrase we all know well now…”I’m sexy, and I know it”…
…Again, knowing his parents…it’s kind of hard to say who said “okay” to this…and come to think about it, maybe I’m being set up…because they suspect I’ll post about all this, on a “pedophile chat board”?…Hmmmm…Now there is a deep contemplation…
…But I liked his shirt…and him…I had no idea, they were making “I’m sexy and I know it” t-shirts, in sizes meant to be worn by eight year olds…
…For the record, I support this trend…
“You’re sexy and you know it?”…Yes, you are…And I know it, too!…
My third and final recollection, came out of the antics of C…
…C is ten…and I’ve known C for several years, though not extremely close…C is very personable, and cute…I would say, C is beautiful in many regards, as I’ve had the opportunity to see a lot of C over the years…
…C hangs out with another C, who I am also very fond of…and who was also present at this interesting spectacle…In many ways [age, character, etc.], they are very similar…
…I happened across C and C in a small, local store…they having been driven there, by an older female…C was standing by the front counter, when he read out loud the slogan for Bic lighters…
…It made a few of us turn our heads, to look at C…the female saying, “What did you say?!”…To which C responded pointing to the Bic display, “Flick My Bic”…and then, “What?”…
…To which the female responded [and I personally, very sincerely concur], “It sounded like something different”…
…This caused both C and C to almost instantaneously launch into a fit of laughs, right there in the store…
…It was literally priceless, looking into C’s face and seeing this enormous “ear to ear” grin, as he laughed uncontrollably.
…It was humorous, but of course…I refrained from laughing…
…It is telling, just how quickly this whole thing clicked with the ten year old boys…out of nowhere, straight into that…and a sudden rampage of laughing…
If your own mind hasn’t pieced together what happened, then I must suggest that you’re not much of a perv…But then, I was right there…and I could have sworn C had said it, too…It sounded so clear, and deliberate…as though C were saying it to C [or somebody else present]…
…”Flick My Bic”…
…If I actually need to tell you this…then you are hopeless…Drop the F, and trade a D for the B, and you’ll generally have it right.
…I know this was not a boy induced hallucination, because at least one other person there herd it, also…
…I’ve had a hard crush on C, for years now…and I only wish I could have had a video camera with me, capturing this memorable moment…for a number of reasons…Not the least of which, his natural fun and beautiful reaction, to the implication that he told somebody else to “lick his dick”…This was completely priceless.
C may not be everybody’s image of a perfect fantasy boy…but I adore him, and I’d bet nearly everybody here would, also…In my eyes, he is perfect in every way that matters…And this made for a wonderful climax, of really intriguing encounters I had with boys this week.
…When it rains, it pours…
…Sometimes, I wonder if they aren’t secretly plotting to drive me crazy…
[Note: I should probably mention this great little conversation I had with a six year old boy…He was telling me about all the stuff he got, at the school fair…He’s insanely cute, and talking with him is effortless because he practically carries conversations himself…I’ve been bowled over by K, for a very long time now…Sweet, sweet, sweet boy.]
I don’t usually post about this sort of stuff, but there was such a huge concentration of unique encounters this week…I couldn’t help myself…Now let me click the “post” button, and put my hypothesis that this was all just random good fortune gravitating towards me, to the test…