Posted by Big Kid on January 30, 19100 at 04:48:07:
It is upon Dark streets of evil that us Monsters Doth
Lurketh. Streets of Dark, cities of evil that dwell inside us. The Promise does decay within us as we crush young
boys beneath our choking grasp.
We are evil, pathetic beings. Sad, sad creatures of pity
that prey on the innocence of beauty trapped in a young
boy's flesh. Seeking only our own pleasure and our own
arousing satisfaction of forbidden lust, our countenance
and demeanor suggesting the same, we troll the naked
streets of fire looking for the downtrodden and weary boys
that we stalk as our prey. Hoping and beckoning that they
yield their tired minds and little weary bodies to our
outstretched greedy arms.
And once snugly in place tucked away in our bosom will we
then do unspeakably evil treacherous things to forever wash the innocence of youth away from their clean minds and pure bodies.
Virgins as white as snow.
Become no more.
Once the boys of innocence find themselves trapped in our
lair. It is too late that they realize their is no turning back. Now they are ours. For us to do to them as we
please. Not even giving a second thought to what pleases
the boy or what he wishes. As long as we satisfy our own
insatiable and disgusting lust we will have succeded in
wreaking our house of evil upon these young and trusting
souls. Things of beauty. Objects of desire. Living
ornaments. They are ours for the taking! And powerless to say or do otherwise. They are ours.
------------------------------------------
Well, have I summed it up pretty accurately? This is what
popular opinion would have you believe you see if you would have had the opportunity to jump into a boylover's head.
You and I both know that nothing could be farther from the
truth.
So it is then, that I must postulate a different scenario
for the boylover haters to ponder and consider. The
scenario that is true to my heart. And all other boylov