The first pious gay

Hello, this memory that I want to share goes back to a few years ago when I was XNUMX years old. I am a beautiful boy with a hairless and white body. He wanted me to go from there because I was not very arrogant, I could not go and find someone for myself. I did not hate him, I did not say anything until he took his hand in my shorts. Well, I accepted, provided that I do it first. He fell asleep. I also spat for a while. I spat up a few times. I did not hate anythingI did not say, I saw that he got up, he rubbed the cream on my hole, when he did this, I was repentant. Another post