So ... bizarre.I couldn’t remember any event in my life directly involving me where I’d felt so abused and utterly misguided, outside of Cub Scout..., forced to do something that just seemed so obviously wrong.The woman who was our cub scout den mother had decided on a very strange routine for us to perform at a big Scout Clamorama gathering in the city. Little eight year old boys didn’t question, gave our utter trust to the adult whose house we met at each week. As it turns out she must have. Hector hasn’t noticed that I almost left so when he ends his call I’m still there watching him with a smile.Now we make them hurt.Really? You are going to make them hurt?Just because I don’t attack the body doesn’t mean I won’t scar them. I can hear the cars coming, I have my eyes closed and am listening as what can only sound like a small army has arrived and I can hear them moving around me. I almost laugh a little as I open my eyes and see Lupe is now well protected by several of Carlos’s. I became a withdrawn child and lacked interest in life. By the time my father finally worked it out, a year of weekly rapes had past. Uncle Steve was beaten up by him and I never saw him again. Jimmys cock was feeling like a baseball bat deep inside my ass. Jimmy fucking my ass hard, and the immense pain from his cock, was equaled to this time. I was then made to see a school counselor, after school almost every day. A family friend would pick me up afterwards and take me home. Also I had to. . fair enough... so we slowly got around to the most beautiful sight in my life... I tell you, man.. her pussy sliding down over my face from up there.. and I looked at that pussy for a long time before I got my first taste... I guess I never took the time to really look at that, and shame on me... but her beautiful slit coming down to my lips, the sight... the smell.. the taste... my thoughts were going off the charts.. and when her lips and tongue touched my cock head.. uh, oh.. .