Most Romantic thing your Boyfriend Ever did for you (GAY MEN)

[B_Hung Jon]

My best friend kissed me when we were both 14 and told me he loved me. We were camping out in the backyard in my pup tent.

 

[yhtang]

It was a mad, sad, lovely gesture, but doomed. It was 5 days of wistful tristesse, beautiful but draining. I was trying all the time to run back to the room to call my boyfriend to reassure him without hurting Blaine's feelings and yet constantly feeling like I was cheating on them both (there was no sex in Mexico).

Anyway, I'll always remember him for that. And five years later, when he became sick, he moved back to NY and I took care of him until he died.

Sir, you might be the last few of a dying breed of gentlemen. That was both an interesting and touching story. I think it was honourable that you looked after your ex-boyfriend at a time when he needed you most. If am sure your partner at that time understood what you were doing. My hat off to him as well.

 

[XSILVER]

Mine isn't quite as earthshattering as Nick's (his was bittersweet), I fairly recently had a birthday and I get up MUCH earlier than my partner does for work. He basically almost always makes the coffee the night before so it's sitting there ready for me when I wake up. On this particular morning (birthday morning) I woke up to go to work and walked out to the kitchen to get my coffee. In front of the coffee maker was a note that basically said "I will always love you". Under the note was a small box with a ring that has 8 small diamonds in a row and the ring looked like an engagement band with the diamonds. The note continued under the box and said I hope you enjoy your coffee and I hope this makes you smile for your work and birthday! Wow, I was really taken back because the gesture was so very thoughtful. He also baked me a birthday cake (he's good at baking) and on top of the cake were two men in tuxedo's like what is on a wedding cake. OMG!! On the cake it said "Happy Birthday I Love You". We then went out to my favorite restaurant in the area here (dressy but not overly so) and had a really nice dinner. I'm not a wine drinker but he ordered two glasses of champagne and his toast was "To Your Birthday". He was eyeing me quite seductively after dinner and instead of going home after dinner he booked a hotel room and had our clothes unknown to me in the trunk of his car. He ordered room service later in the evening with candles and after that let's just say we proceeded to have a night of lovemaking to not be forgotten. I am lucky in my life to have found such a winner of a guy!

His birthday is coming.....how do I match that?

OMG.... so was it an engagement after all or just an amazing birthday?

 

[B_Nick8]

Sir, you might be the last few of a dying breed of gentlemen. That was both an interesting and touching story. I think it was honourable that you looked after your ex-boyfriend at a time when he needed you most. If am sure your partner at that time understood what you were doing. My hat off to him as well.

Oh, thanks. :redface:

My bf did deserve a lot of credit at the time. He was a little taken aback when I went out but he knew it was something I needed to do and he knew I loved him so he wasn't really worried much, although he knew how much Blaine and I meant to each other.

Those days in Mexico were filled with, cliche as it sounds, lots of naked days at the beach laughing hysterically (no one could make us laugh like the other could) and romantic dinners that frequently dissolved into tears or recriminations as we tried to explain things to each other. In a nutshell, in the years we were together, we both, as most do, wanted to reassure ourselves that we were attractive to others. Unfortunately, unlike me, Blaine had to actually have sex with people to know it (and he was gorgeous) while I was content with the occasional flirt. When I realized he was sleeping with half of NY, it was over.

I don't think he ever really believed it, though. He was forever popping up in the strangest places at the strangest times, restaurants, parties, never telling me he was in the city. We always remained close and talked on the phone every so often for hours; in fact when I'd get bored or depressed my bf would ship me to LA for a few days or a week just for the break.

When B came back to stay, I knew something was wrong although he didn't tell me for a while. And of course he had no medical insurance so I started supporting that whole thing too. I didn't leave the city for more than 24 hours for the next year and a half because he was such a flibberty-gibbet (I love that word) that I couldn't trust him to be responsible and take his meds or decide to rent a house he couldn't afford in the Hamptons or something as his health declined. The one time I did, when I went to visit my half-sister for the weekend on her tiny island off Brunswick, ME, I refused to let him come because it was too far from medical help in case he got sick and he was so furious he impetuously took a bus to Boston to see his mother. The next day he went into a coma.

When I got home, I got a call from his brother that he'd woken up, asked where I was, and shortly lapsed back. I flew up immediately. When I got there, his eyes were open but he couldn't speak although I thought he knew I was there. So I spent the next hour saying everything I thought I'd ever left unsaid. I remember ending by saying "Blaine, I don't know the real year you were born, I only recently found out that Blaine isn't your real name, and I'm not sure that's your real nose. But I do know that you love me and I know that I love you and that's all that ever mattered. And it's time for you to go now, honey." And I promised him I'd be back the next day. When I got home to where I was staying, the phone was ringing and he had died.

He had once asked me to scatter his ashes on Fire Island (where we had met) but it took me a couple of years to get around to it. I didn't know exactly where he wanted me to do it: The Pavillion or the house he stayed in with friends or the special place where he went to think or, god forbid, the Meat Rack or what? So, I just didn't do anything. Finally, I had this inspired idea. What we'd loved most to do was travel together and we'd been all over. His last grand gesture to me had been a trip. So my mother's neighbor picked me up in his little private plane in Connecticut and we flew to Long Island and quite illegally scattered Blaine's ashes just off the coast of Fire Island Pines, where he can roll in over the beautiful boys forever. I think he'd like that.

 

[tominatlanta]

I'm crying. Seriously.
tom

 

[B_Nick8]

I'm sorry, tom. Although there are very happy memories associated, it's actually a difficult story for me and I very rarely tell it. It wasn't my intention to go quite so far; my apologies.

 

[yhtang]

I'm sorry, tom. Although there are very happy memories associated, it's actually a difficult story for me and I very rarely tell it. It wasn't my intention to go quite so far; my apologies.

I believe it is not easy to pen down such an emotionally roller-coaster tale, and I thank you for sharing it, and I admire your will to describe the events to clearly and succinctly.

I think it was great the way you decided to honour his last wishes. I too, would like my ashes scattered but I have not decided upon a place. Your relating of the events had reminded me that I need to be more precise in leaving instructions, especially when I know fully well I would not be there to help clarify my intentions!

And as a final note, I think the trust between your boyfriend and yourself is enviable. I am sure not that many people have enough faith in each others' love to be unruffled when one party goes to nurse an ex-partner.

All in all, allow me to thank you for relating this romantic event - albeit the ending is not all fanfare and fireworks. Personally I feel the ending enhances to romantic mood of this chronicle.

 

[DavidXL]

My best friend kissed me when we were both 14 and told me he loved me. We were camping out in the backyard in my pup tent.

Sometimes the simplest of things can be so sweet. This touched me (and so have other posts in this thread).

 

[belowaverage1]

Cheat on me.

 

[avatarng]

He paid for my trip to Thailand when I did not have a job back in 2009. I went to clear my head for 3 weeks. It was what I needed and when I got back I was ready to fine a job and did it.

 

[tater_tot_man]

Snorted blow of my cock and fucked me silly in between courses in the bathroom of Il Cielo.

 

[shard38]

My boyfriend/best friend (things are kind of complicated between us) once went to the hospital and asked my doctor to test him for a bone marrow transplant to cure my cancer. He didn't know I didn't need a transplant, he just reacted to the cancer scare. His exact words were: " Where a match in everything, our cells must match too" Never felt so loved in my life as when he told me that.

 

[NCbear]

He (1) has taken care of me every time I've been sick the last seven years and (2) supported me while I was out of work for five months in late 2010-early 2011.

And he tells me in many ways every day that he loves me.

NCbear (who's obviously still in love after seven, almost eight years :smile

 

[AM_092]

Still waiting for a decent boyfriend

 

[SyddyKitty]

Same here. :c A romantic boyfriend could be a nice change.

 

[tulsabyla]

he left me, because he knew he would eventually break my heart because he could'nt stop cheating. he left before he infected me with HIV as he has been.

 

[fldan1978]

One time had a bf who bought a dozen or so long stem roses in different colors and covered my bed with them. Single for 10 years now :frown1: can't wait until a real man comes and sweeps me of my feet!

 

[SuckmeNOW]

No exactly my boyfriend but thats the reason why it IS romantic. I was ill with the flu about a year ago and my best friend came round for a chin wag, jack-off (not each other - he's straight) and few ciggies (our normal chill out thing really) however i wasnt in the mood for the latter 2 due to the flu so we just led in the bed chatting and cudled up till i fell asleep. According to my mum he was there for about 2 hours after i fell asleep, bless him.

I hate his guts now but that is not so much a different story as a different film franchise...

P.S He says he's straight not me HA!

 

[NY4Curious]

Flys me to Paris and other exotic cities for unexpected long lavish weekends. That keeps the juices flowing for many years.

 

[Russ311]

Most romantic thing my boyfriend did for me was when I had gall bladder surgery. First I got sick at his place and puked everywhere. Not only was he cool about it he cleaned it up. Then he took me to the ER and stayed with me all night until I was taken to surgery. When I came too he was still there waiting for me, and he was nice enough to help me shower so the nurse didnt help me. The best part is this was before we were even dating, i knew he loved me then though!