When I asked her what she wanted to do she said, “chichar”.As I didn’t know Spanish, I asked what it meant. She said that she wanted to have sex...with me, to fuck me. As we were both in the fifth grade and I was only twelve, and she was eleven, I wasn’t sure exactly what to do. She then told me to come over to the chair. As I knelt by the chair, she lifted her skirt and showed me her panties. I was imprinted at that time and would always be crazy about girls wearing panties.She told me that she. The pain of the sudden invasion almost blinded me with pain. The only thingthat saved me was the fact that I had given myself an enema to clean out myass followed by a squirt of KY jelly before leaving for the park. By thetime my vision and mind cleared, I realized something else was probing myback door. Shorty was nice enough not to try jamming his entire cock intome in one thrust. But, until the head cleared my sphincter I thought he wasgoing to rip me in two. I grunted and tried to relax my. "We're in our own bed now." She pulled me down to her, wrapping her arm around me again. "Honey, you're shaking! Are you cold?" No," I whispered back, "I just got a fright when I woke up, that's all." What?" she asked, snuggling up to me."I realized you were in bed with me, and I thought we were still in the dorm." Oh."That single word told me she saw my fib for what it was, and I knew that if I wanted to keep her, I would always have to tell her the truth.I wriggled around till I could see her. But that was later--now, there was barely the slight soreness that signalled their impending growth.His appetite to love my body increased after we discovered my “condition,” and more so when outward signs of it began to show. I attribute his hunger, before and after, to the thick Scot’s blood flowing hot in our veins only two generations back--and the Scots always knew what to do with their spare time, and what the best way to keep warm in bed was.We didn’t try to tell our parents. We were.