Mike's brother, Ben, was telling Mike about getting pussy and how fucking worked.Mike was only 3rd grade and I was in 6th grade.We lived in a rural ar...a so Mike really didn't have anyone to share this new exicting information withduring the summer when he started telling me of what his brother was telling him. Ben was able to borrow his dads truck on occasion to go out or to the store even before getting his driverslicense. We suppose this is how he got his porn mags.A week or so after Mike. I was wearing two guns, so I could claim that I had used both of them and that the bullets had passed through one body to strike another, which actually happened in some cases. However, for the moment, they were all so surprised to see that I was the only one left standing that they gave no thought to the details of the event.The bartender was truly awed. There was no town marshal to call, so the question never came up. Ann and I stripped the bodies of valuables, and I gave the swamper a dollar. When I was 8 going on 9, he made me shower with him because, he said, the water bill was too high. He would wash me with a cloth, rubbing every part of my little boy body and making sure that he got his finger a little in my asshole 'to be sure I was clean.' At first I didn't like it but after awhile it felt kinda good. Sometimes his finger went in pretty far. He made me wash his private parts because he said I could reach them better. When I did his dick got hard and stood out. He wasn't. "Guys, this is Candy. Told you she was sexy, didn't I?" All three nodded their agreement. J and I stood there like that for a few more seconds then he started rubbing my arms and eventually moved his hands to my hips. J pulled me back against him firmly so that I was fully aware of his large cock ready and waiting. He slid his hand down the front of my boy shorts and found his way to my clit. I leaned my head back in ecstacy, I loved the way J touched me. He kissed my neck as his finger slowly.