How funny our faces would look as that happened. Then he took his small penis in one hand, and proceeded to urinate all over us....directing the spra... so it covered both of us, including our shocked faces. Both of us were now thoroughly humiliated and broken in spirit. In the square, we begin to notice some of the booths and "party favors" that are being sold for the festivities. "Squishpuffs", or pastries with a pink cream filling that squirted out when bitten, were the most popular. . My clothes didn't last nearly as long as poor Jens did when she was forced to crowd surf. The hands grabbed at my cowboy boots and they were gone in no time. Pulled right off. The sea of hands continued up my tanned firm legs like a wave. Some squeezing others massaging me. I didn't know how many people tugged and grabbed at my shorts. I heard guys screaming that they wanted to see that sweet ass under the denim. I was on the big video screen. I tried to hold on to my shorts but too many. Serena was flexing her fingers back and forth on top of Karissa’s pussy lips and rubbing her palm into the other blonde girl’s hairless mound. That left only my little sister that was not being played with, so I cautiously placed my hand over her small pussy, completing our masturbation circle. Serena’s pussy felt warm and soft, not something I expected since I get hard when excited. I thought maybe she didn’t enjoy playing but she was making that weird breathing that told me she was. Also her. Was I supposed to make out with girls? Shouldn't Iget myself a boyfriend? Was I gay for thinking that way? Or was I gayfor making out with girls? I was so confused.But puberty is supposed to be confusing right? That's what they sayeverywhere, that's what's written in all those youth magazines. And Ikind of hoped they would go on the transgender topic someday. I hopedthat it might help me to seek help. But they never did. Or I missedit.Time went on further, I was 15 when I got another.