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Bobby Needs Your Advice
When I was five I stole a ripe apple from our neighbor, Mr. Smith. My Mother told me never to do that again. But a week later I saw that there were many ripe apples there and I thought, "Mr. Smith will never notice if I take a few more." And they were really delicious, My mother was just silly!
When I was eight I was an altar boy and I learned where Father put the wine away after Mass. So one Sunday I helped myself to a cup, even though it might be a big sin, It tasted wonderful, sp I found ways to have some every Sunday and never confessed.
When I was eleven my friend Joey showed me his penis, which was much bigger than mine and asked me to lick it, saying that I would really like it. Even though I knew it might be a big sin, I did lick it and did like it and didn't confess it. It was our secret which I wanted to keep up.
Now that I am thirteen Joey has started telling me about fucking and has promised to show me how to do it without hurting me. What should I do? Every time someone tells me not to do something, I find out that I like it!
Am I a pervert?
No, you are not a pervert. Go for it. You are gaining experience which I had to wait a few more years for. Enjoy.
What a hilarious anecdote - just love it!