A gay fractured fairy tale...

Once upon a time... there was a child born into war...

His family were mostly rebels in one form or another, his father died before he was born, and his grandparents raised him, because his mother worked very hard.

And he had a mess of aunts who protected him, and sometimes used him after the war was over... because they were occupied by four foreign countries. One would go to tea dances in the park with an officer, and he was the watch dog, for instance. An ice cream, and he would be distracted.

An ice cream for a child then was like getting a pound of gold.

His grandmother was adamant about him getting 'culture'.... mostly in the form of movies.

His grandfather didn't particularly like it, was more interested in FKK, nudist culture, and socialism.

'You're gonna make the boy weak.'

The child loved them both, and he loved the arts.

He was in a boarding school, had a really bad stepfather later on and reacted so badly he was sent there. And did his time in the military, but was so charming, he had it easy.

During that time, he met a very beautiful woman, an actress. And she seduced him as only such a woman could. She was married, her husband was gay and a film producer. He was nineteen, and got really confused. He loved her, but, it wasn't enough.

He played tennis and got his license as a teacher in two countries, but it was mostly to meet beautiful women, and be pampered.

He got into accompanying theater people to really rich parties and soirées. Tall, handsome, and very available. And one night, he was watching a play, and saw Luis. Had to meet him, Luis was gorgeous. So he did.

And he fell in love. Just like that. The theater world can go to your head and make it spin like a top. And he was on his way up the social ladder.... it didn't matter where you came from, it was what was in your head, and his was a veritable sponge.

So he was with Luis for a few years, and they were both so handsome, they should have been on Soaps. Luis contracted a fatal disease, and died a few years later. I don't think the child ever really got over it.

However, the child had so many contacts, he went to another, bigger country, and met the most legendary actors, actresses, and directors on his continent. And basically whored himself out, and had many adventures, and became enriched in his knowledge of the arts, and everything connected with the scene, and found that men would advance him way beyond what women would do, he didn't like anyone clinging to him.

And then tragedy struck, and his mother became deathly ill. So he returned to his homeland, to take care of her. He was stricken.

And it turned out he met a shy, very uncertain young man in his workplace, who felt very sorry for him, and what he was dealing with. The uncertain young man was fairly well educated, and the child dazzled him with his knowledge of what was a new world for him, and the uncertain young man had enough knowledge to keep his weight, intellectually. And was fascinated, and sad for the child and what he was going through.

The child's mother died. And the uncertain young man wanted to help, and all he could think to do was invite him over to eat, because he could sorta cook well. It was friendship, and empathy.

At first. It became a routine, and they spoke of so many things, and ONE day... the uncertain young man realised he had fallen 'in-love'. He hadn't expected it, it was just there. All of a sudden.

He knew that the child wasn't adverse to being pampered, and his background.... but the uncertain young man didn't think he could be attractive compared to all the stellar people his friend had known.

And ONE day, in the uncertain young man's efficiency room, the uncertain young man gathered up his courage, sat on the child's lap, and kissed him on the cheek. And the child said, 'I WARN you...' And the uncertain young man said, 'DON'T.'

And yes, those were lines from a film, and it was life imitating art, but... it was something spontaneous.

And the uncertain young man was beyond happy, and the child probably felt some comfort and bond... And surprisingly... the bond held. There were rough spots, and drama, and revenge sex, like on the Soaps... but mostly, they were happy.

And it lasted for 38 years...

But fairy tales sometimes don't have a happy ending. The child grew up to be an adult, and then became gravely ill, in that he became a real child again. And the uncertain young man ended up questioning what it was all ABOUT....