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The meer word "BOYS" makes my heart jump and my....DAMN, Time for cold shower again. BG.

What can I say, I love the look of them, I love the smell, the touch, the smile. I love the innocence in their eyes and look. I love the way they walk, with a little bounce in their step. But most of all I love the way they love.

I too love boys. My fondest memory was when we used to go swimming back at my lake. I would take my three young friends back to cool off after a day of hot labor in the yard. Of course, they never brough swimsuits and would end up skinny dipping. I would watch them for hours, their beautiful young golden bodies diving off the dock and playing games in the water. They were 14, 12 and 9 , I was a young 41 at the time. My wife couldn't figure out why I had them over to mow the yard twice a week

I agree with everyone about boys, but for me, it is more a admiration of their beauty in the visual sense. Also, I am fascinated with observing the way a group of young boys interact with one another. I make it a routine to go to the YMCA at 4 pm for an hour work out in order to be in the locker-room when the 9-12 y/o boys swim practice is over at 5 pm. Although the boys show little effort to conceal involuntary erections while showering with their speedos on, they are, on the other hand, very modest during the moments of necessary nakedness before dry undies are put on.

In just under three years I will be fifty years old, and I am sure that boys will be playing a prominant 'feature' in my life.

I do not have to go out of my way to see boys. They are EVERYWHERE. They are on the underground when I go to work. They are walking around the streets when I am working, and are still around when I am enjoying my leisure time. In fact it would be true to say that there is no getting away from them!

When I see a boy that I am sexually attracted to, there is a brief period of time when I am aroused. I will stop and think for a few moments about the natural beauty of the boy in question. Then it is time for me to get back to my life.

Sadly, there will always be the 'label' that is attached to us. In society's eyes, we are 'monsters' who have no right to live.

I have been 'fighting' with my thoughts and feelings about this matter for many years, and it was only when I was convicted of a sexual offence against two boys, that I have been able to bring myself to look at the 'fuller picture'.

I know that I will always be a boylover. It is a part of me. In fact, I would go so far as to say that it is my 'destiny' to be a boylover.

What makes people do the things they do? You see in the news of people who have committed mass murder, people who have used violence against people in order to achieve their aims.

I know that there has been the debate on the 'difference' between a boylover and a paedophile. I don't like to use the word paedophile. It cunjours up horrible images of evil, twisted old men. I know that it is simply the case that boylovers are not fashioned in this mould, despite whatever pictures society wishes to paint of us.