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To the man on here, who wrote about his experiences after r***** a child:
Please get in contact with me. I know you enduring 5 years of r*** in prison is torture and then to find a woman who you thought you could love only to have her s******* abuse and humiliate you is horrible. You said you didn’t even feel like a person anymore- just a thing for people to abuse. That made me cry. I talked to my brother about your situation, he is a plastic surgeon, and would be willing to do free reconstructive surgery to your a*** and genital areas to make you look normal again. It broke my heart when you said you didn’t even want to look down there because of the damage and how your body was trash. It isn’t. We would like to help you heal, so you can find a good woman to marry. We believe you can find happiness in this world and forgiveness and peace. God bless you and remember, there are always people who care about you.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.