07-13-2011, 12:36 AM
I'm usually in control of every aspect in my life but when it comes to falling in Love and passion. It all falls apart. I suppose this is not unusual.
There's a bit of dilemma going on in my life right now. I'm a young Brazilian man who happens to like older guys. Coming to think of it. it's very weird seeing me 25 looking 18 with a man almost double my age. Most of my young 'friends' don't tolerate, they find it rather bizarre but I actually don't take any notice,(or at least didn't used to).
7 years ago. I met an English Gentleman. At first we were just friends, he was more interested in me than me on him, but rapidly my love for him arrived and I became obsessed with his entire self; 45, at the time, 6.4' tall, turquoise blue eyes, soft blond hair, smooth, athletic; Perfect! 2 years after knowing M. we decided to live together, which was great! Alongside him I've experienced and learned probably most of the best things that makes myself to date and I wouldn't change that for nothing. We travelled to unimaginable places, made love in desert beaches in Brazil, Caribbean, and Maldives amongst others, wined and dined in the best restaurants, Partied with friends, made lots o money together, what else could a couple want ?
5 years on our relationship has deteriorated significantly, I suppose more from my point of view. Strangely enough before I never ever thought that age would be a problem. But now I see M. growing old and me blossoming. We've been fighting really badly recently and I often loose my patience with him quite easily and although I still love him so much I don't see ourselves more than just good friends. I just don't want to hurt him.
A couple of month ago. We had a rather aggressive fight. In the rush of an adrenaline moment I decided to just get lost finding myself one hour later in the middle of London wondering where to go and what to do. Booked myself into a hotel, and decided to go off with the first man in sight (how childish!). In a London sauna wondering like I had no purpose in life. This man approached me and asked why I looked so sad. Feeling shy when I finally focused my eyes on him all my dilemmas seemed to have evaporated; a dark looking handsome man, strong build muscles, hairy chest, black hair, nice lips, big green/bluish eyes. could never guess his age 35 -40? Feeling rather confident he hugged me. I then noticed how big his body was. My lean smooth body disappeared in his muscly pecs and arms and that gave me some kind of temporary comfort I've been craving for so long. People starred at us rather puzzled. We spend sometime hugged before we exchanged a few words. H. had found me and I found Him.
After that unexpected meeting in the Sauna I've seen H. twice, once in his hometown of Manchester and recently in Birmingham. Since then, I've learned that H. is a 35 years old Kurdish man, Bisexual living with his girlfriend. He likes to look after himself, takes gym seriously and lifts my 10.5 stones body to work his arms and back. He doesn't spare any emotion to show how deeply in love he is with me. He often makes comments that sometimes comes across as too intense making me feel the only person left in the world. He amiably calls me his kid and that he never ever loved anybody else like he does love me.
We just had a weekend of eat, love and pray in Birmingham, it was very intense, and magical. None of our partners knows about ours meetings. When he saw me in the middle of a rush hour New Street Station, his big green eyes stood out of the crowd looking at me and as if he hadn't seen me for years he runs and give me a long and passionate hug, he even kissed me on my chicks, which made me feel rather embarrassed, got over it quite instantly, for me it was only him and me in the middle of the crowd.
When I was just thinking everything was going to end up as an adventure for both of us we saw ourselves immersing in love and making future plans We didn't want the weekend to be over, but when it did, it was a huge coming down. He is unhappy with his life and girlfriend and believes life with me will be the most amazing thing that has ever happened to him. I on the other hand, feel that I also need a fresh start. At first I thought I should go single. Something I haven't experienced for the past 5 years but now there's an Intense love going on and I just don't know what to do next.
H. txt me everyday and night and feels sad when I don't txt him back. I never met a Middle Eastern man before. This is being a new experience in every aspect for me. Nobody has ever showed me love in this way, with very strong words and action that makes me sometimes speechless and scared.
I'm now just confused as to weather I should just follow my heart into this amazing loving moment we are experiencing and forget my life with M. and start a new life somewhere with H. He talks about living anywhere with me. Brazil, his country, Europe.
I know I dragged on a bit but please, if you ever been in the same situation, or have some nice words to comfort me, I more than welcome you thoughts. It's not being easy!!!!
Many thanks for taking your time
XXXXXXXX
Young boy and his Kurdish Lover
There's a bit of dilemma going on in my life right now. I'm a young Brazilian man who happens to like older guys. Coming to think of it. it's very weird seeing me 25 looking 18 with a man almost double my age. Most of my young 'friends' don't tolerate, they find it rather bizarre but I actually don't take any notice,(or at least didn't used to).
7 years ago. I met an English Gentleman. At first we were just friends, he was more interested in me than me on him, but rapidly my love for him arrived and I became obsessed with his entire self; 45, at the time, 6.4' tall, turquoise blue eyes, soft blond hair, smooth, athletic; Perfect! 2 years after knowing M. we decided to live together, which was great! Alongside him I've experienced and learned probably most of the best things that makes myself to date and I wouldn't change that for nothing. We travelled to unimaginable places, made love in desert beaches in Brazil, Caribbean, and Maldives amongst others, wined and dined in the best restaurants, Partied with friends, made lots o money together, what else could a couple want ?
5 years on our relationship has deteriorated significantly, I suppose more from my point of view. Strangely enough before I never ever thought that age would be a problem. But now I see M. growing old and me blossoming. We've been fighting really badly recently and I often loose my patience with him quite easily and although I still love him so much I don't see ourselves more than just good friends. I just don't want to hurt him.
A couple of month ago. We had a rather aggressive fight. In the rush of an adrenaline moment I decided to just get lost finding myself one hour later in the middle of London wondering where to go and what to do. Booked myself into a hotel, and decided to go off with the first man in sight (how childish!). In a London sauna wondering like I had no purpose in life. This man approached me and asked why I looked so sad. Feeling shy when I finally focused my eyes on him all my dilemmas seemed to have evaporated; a dark looking handsome man, strong build muscles, hairy chest, black hair, nice lips, big green/bluish eyes. could never guess his age 35 -40? Feeling rather confident he hugged me. I then noticed how big his body was. My lean smooth body disappeared in his muscly pecs and arms and that gave me some kind of temporary comfort I've been craving for so long. People starred at us rather puzzled. We spend sometime hugged before we exchanged a few words. H. had found me and I found Him.
After that unexpected meeting in the Sauna I've seen H. twice, once in his hometown of Manchester and recently in Birmingham. Since then, I've learned that H. is a 35 years old Kurdish man, Bisexual living with his girlfriend. He likes to look after himself, takes gym seriously and lifts my 10.5 stones body to work his arms and back. He doesn't spare any emotion to show how deeply in love he is with me. He often makes comments that sometimes comes across as too intense making me feel the only person left in the world. He amiably calls me his kid and that he never ever loved anybody else like he does love me.
We just had a weekend of eat, love and pray in Birmingham, it was very intense, and magical. None of our partners knows about ours meetings. When he saw me in the middle of a rush hour New Street Station, his big green eyes stood out of the crowd looking at me and as if he hadn't seen me for years he runs and give me a long and passionate hug, he even kissed me on my chicks, which made me feel rather embarrassed, got over it quite instantly, for me it was only him and me in the middle of the crowd.
When I was just thinking everything was going to end up as an adventure for both of us we saw ourselves immersing in love and making future plans We didn't want the weekend to be over, but when it did, it was a huge coming down. He is unhappy with his life and girlfriend and believes life with me will be the most amazing thing that has ever happened to him. I on the other hand, feel that I also need a fresh start. At first I thought I should go single. Something I haven't experienced for the past 5 years but now there's an Intense love going on and I just don't know what to do next.
H. txt me everyday and night and feels sad when I don't txt him back. I never met a Middle Eastern man before. This is being a new experience in every aspect for me. Nobody has ever showed me love in this way, with very strong words and action that makes me sometimes speechless and scared.
I'm now just confused as to weather I should just follow my heart into this amazing loving moment we are experiencing and forget my life with M. and start a new life somewhere with H. He talks about living anywhere with me. Brazil, his country, Europe.
I know I dragged on a bit but please, if you ever been in the same situation, or have some nice words to comfort me, I more than welcome you thoughts. It's not being easy!!!!
Many thanks for taking your time
XXXXXXXX
Young boy and his Kurdish Lover