Let me give you some insight into the life I grew up with I am the second child in a large family So I grew up in a large family under a small rock and all was normal church on Sunday morning and fear God bless us all My grandma read the bible every night before bed
Mom was up at 4am to make Dad breakfast and lunch before you left for work at 5 am doing manual labor all day getting home at 6 pm so you get the gist I had everything that I needed not always everything that I wanted but what I needed
When I was in 6th grade Jorge moved to the neighborhood and that's when things started to change for me he was from the city and had different views of the world we became friends and he started to come over to our house love that one more kid made a difference there always 20 kids my mom didn't seem to care just one more kid we would run through the woods ride bikes all the normal stuff Jorge was a small boy with blond hair and he looked a lot like his older sister And she was very pretty all the older boys liked her and he was my new friend we had a lot in common like bikes and looking for things in the woods he had a lot to learn about the country and I had much more to learn about Jorge One day the younger kids were playing with cars and Jorge didn't want to play so he suggested that we try to find something more entertaining in the woods as we were leaving the yard he put his hand on the small of my back like my Dad did my mom
I did not think much about it at the time soon we were in the woods looking for bugs and things we had gone pretty far into the forest and that is when He took my hand and started to lead me deeper into the brush when we were away from the sounds of the other kids he asked me what I think about streaking I was kind of shocked when he started to remove his clothes but I didn't leave I just stood there watching him when he was full nude he said that it was my turn and for some reason I did as he said the next thing I knew he was inches away from my face he proceeded to kiss me on the mouth and I guess I kissed him back the next thing I can remember we were making out and he had his hand on my crotch and I responded the same way he started to get hard as did I we kissed again and I felt him get harder that is when I heard mom calling
