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I knew at twelve years old I was very different.
When I was twelve years old I was being molested by an older boy who was like nineteen years old. I weighed like 85 pounds and quite feminine for a boy. At first I was afraid and resisted his advances. The first time we were in the woods next to my house, he laid down next to a path and said come here and lay down with me. He said I didn't have to take any clothes off. He was offering me money if I can make him **, which I knew nothing about. He took out his ** which was way bigger than I knew a ** could be at that time. It was bigger around than my wrist by far. He was hounding me to put it in my mouth. I was being reluctant because I was really scared of someone coming down the path and seeing me doing that. He talked me into caressing it and gently stroking it. It only took like sixty seconds and he was gonna finish so he was trying to get me to put in my mouth so it wouldn't make a mess. I was like no, no ,no. He said "here gimmi your hands" and he ** into my hands. I was trying to keep it from oozing thru my fingers onto my pants but it got on me, he was like so nice afterwards. He apologized for getting it on my clothes and gave me five dollars and bought me a slurpee from the 7-11. To me it didn't feel like molestation, it felt more like a girl with an older boy trying to get in my pants. More like secretly dating an older boy. It fully progressed into a full blown secret relationship for about a year, till he moved out of state. I will never forget the feelings I experienced like the first time I held his ** and felt like a little feminine girl. The overwhelming feeling the first time he ** in my mouth. The smell and taste was so powerful it made me have my first **. Those feelings changed me forever. He got me and I can't undo it. I don't know if I would have ever been the way I am If he never got me to experience those feelings. I will never know.
You mean, you knew a putrid demon has been lingering around you and now attached. Good luck with therapy. Get right with Jesus
I had a similar experience, but I was the aggressor. When I was 14, I would go to a neighbor's house to hang out with their 18 year old son. He was so cool and so good looking. He rode a motorcycle and smoked weed. One day he was working on his bike and I came right out and asked him how big his ** is. He said it was "big enough." I insisted he show it to me. I don't know how I did it, but I convinced him to take it out. It was beautiful. I asked how big it got when it is hard. I then reached over and touched it. It grew right in my hand and was pretty big. I never did anything like this before, but I knew I wanted it. He was like, "Okay, now you know how big it is" and tried to put it away and zip up. I kept touching and rubbing it. He stopped resisting and let me play with it. I asked if I could see him **. He nodded yes, so I kept touching and rubbing it. He tensed up and let out a big groan as he squirted all over his garage floor (and my arm). He then zipped up and acted like this never happened. The next time I came over, I didn't even ask. I just reached over, unzipped his pants and took it out and played with it. This time i wanted to know what it's like to give a **, so I put it in my mouth and sucked. He came in my mouth and less than a minute. To be continued
We did stuff like this a number of times. One day he looked me in the eye and said, "You know I always liked girls, but you, man, you're better than any girl I ever had. You get me so hard and give the best ** and handjobs." I blushed, and he noticed. He told me I can play with his ** any time I want, and I did. he would give me rides on his bike to secluded areas where I would get off, reach over and get him hard and give him the best BJ I could. HIs eyes would roll back and he would breathe extra heavy while I worked his 18 year old ** to an explosive **.
I was a skinny nerd at 13 that was very passive. I had very few friends. A big friend that was about 50 lbs heavier and 6" taller than me bullied me. I took any attention as a plus thinking they liked me or would not do it. One day we were in the would playing cowboys and Indians. So, on this day, he decided to change things up.
He would capture me and let me go to chase me down and tackle me. A version of hide and seek. This time when he tackled me, he held me down and pulled my clothes off. Then he got naked. Told me that Indians need to be punished. He slapped my ** a few times, but then started ** me. He said he was showing me who was in charge.
The next thing he did was make me ** his **. It barely fit in my mouth. He pounded my face just before he came into my mouth, he pulled it out. Then he laid on top of me and started to penetrate me and I yelled when he got in. He told me to tell all I wanted because no one was going to help me.
I don't know why, but I liked him doing it. I had gotten an ** of my own. After that, every time we played in the woods, we played this new version.
I've been bottoming since I was nine with one older boy mostly cause other older boy's don't feel as nice for some reason? I ain't been with a man cause their penises are too scary kinda big like?