Here we are, after telling you my life story about how i become who i am and about how my father killed himself (Link ).
That time a gaylord molested me. I don't remember how old i was, i was probably around 11/13 years old and i went outside with one of my friends to play with the snow. We arrived at the park and decided to do a snowmen on the football field. When we arrived there there was this guy around 5/6 years older hanging around on this field, probably waiting for his friends. The little brat i was decided to throw a snowball at the guy, which became super furious and come over to kick my ass. Scared to be beaten i said sorry to him in my teenager cracking voice which thinking now was probably why he assumed i was a prick too. We started talking to the guy and we decided to go to a coffe shop near by and i sat at the table on the bench near the homo, while my friend sat at the other side of the table. My memory isn't great i don't remember what we talked about, what we ordered or anything else. The only thing i remember is that he took my hand and after a while he put it on his fucking dick. I didn't know how to react, i didn't even realized that it was his dick straight away, i just tought that his hand was warmer than the average.
My friend probably even didn't realize what was happening and neither did i.
We went outside an played with the snow again. Then i started freezing my socks were wet and i decided to go home. The gaylord offered to walk me home and fool autistic me i accepted. We got home and he forced kissed me even though he didn't even ask and i didn't wanted him to since i like girls. Then he on a note his telephone number and i got home.
After my brain finally kicked in, i realized what happened, that it wasn't his hand i was holding and that that kiss wasn't ok.
I tear apart the note he gave me and flushed the pieces down the toilet. I took a bar of soap and washed my mouth with it in order to remove the filth of that gay. And i said to myself that i wouldn't let any other homo take advantage of this fool.
And this is why, i recommend you should never trust a homo. As soon as you see the major distinctive signs you should prepare to react in case of and advance.
Note that the hate of gay people isn't related to religion, i'm an atheist. And no, it wasn't the lack of a father figure that didn't made me react, my father was still alive at the time.
That time a gaylord molested me. I don't remember how old i was, i was probably around 11/13 years old and i went outside with one of my friends to play with the snow. We arrived at the park and decided to do a snowmen on the football field. When we arrived there there was this guy around 5/6 years older hanging around on this field, probably waiting for his friends. The little brat i was decided to throw a snowball at the guy, which became super furious and come over to kick my ass. Scared to be beaten i said sorry to him in my teenager cracking voice which thinking now was probably why he assumed i was a prick too. We started talking to the guy and we decided to go to a coffe shop near by and i sat at the table on the bench near the homo, while my friend sat at the other side of the table. My memory isn't great i don't remember what we talked about, what we ordered or anything else. The only thing i remember is that he took my hand and after a while he put it on his fucking dick. I didn't know how to react, i didn't even realized that it was his dick straight away, i just tought that his hand was warmer than the average.
My friend probably even didn't realize what was happening and neither did i.
We went outside an played with the snow again. Then i started freezing my socks were wet and i decided to go home. The gaylord offered to walk me home and fool autistic me i accepted. We got home and he forced kissed me even though he didn't even ask and i didn't wanted him to since i like girls. Then he on a note his telephone number and i got home.
After my brain finally kicked in, i realized what happened, that it wasn't his hand i was holding and that that kiss wasn't ok.
I tear apart the note he gave me and flushed the pieces down the toilet. I took a bar of soap and washed my mouth with it in order to remove the filth of that gay. And i said to myself that i wouldn't let any other homo take advantage of this fool.
And this is why, i recommend you should never trust a homo. As soon as you see the major distinctive signs you should prepare to react in case of and advance.
Note that the hate of gay people isn't related to religion, i'm an atheist. And no, it wasn't the lack of a father figure that didn't made me react, my father was still alive at the time.
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