Kerry

Although this story is based on actual events, enough “poetic license” has been taken with names and descriptions of characters, merging of characters, locations, sequence of events, and the like, that it must be regarded as a work of fiction. As such, the following applies: This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

This is the story of the love between a young boy and an older man—how they met, how their relationship developed, and how it stands now. Although there was no sexual relationship between them in real life, and therefore none in this story, there were situations and conversations of a sexual nature which may offend some readers. Certainly there will be those who disagree with some of the ideas I describe here. If this kind of story is not to your liking, now is a good time to look elsewhere. This is the only warning you will receive.

As will become obvious to the reader, I do not believe that sexual relations between adults and children is ever appropriate. It is possible to have a relationship which is just as warm, loving, and fulfilling without any sexual elements. I know that some sexual relationships exist between adults and children, and I will concede that in a very few cases they may be based upon genuine love and affection for each other, but I contend that they are still inappropriate and can still lead to lasting emotional confusion and pain. I do not presume that my opinion alone will make any great amount of difference in the way such people live their lives, but I most earnestly urge you, if you are in such a relationship, please terminate the sexual aspects of it immediately! Believe it or not, you can still express all the love you feel, and can receive all the love that is offered, without sex, and your relationship can be just as fulfilling as it ever was, but it will be much less destructive in the long run.

This is the first, and probably the last, story I will ever write. I own the copyright, and all rights are reserved. Feel free to download it for your own personal use, but do not alter it in any way, or post or publish it elsewhere without my permission. If you like it, please let me know. If you don’t like it, I am still interested in your constructive criticisms. Like almost everyone else, I do not appreciate “flames,” and will joyously ignore and delete any that come my way.