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I just wanna say this somewhere. I am a new driver and usually don’t ride without another driver with me, but today my Dad let me take his new car out alone, and I hit the bumper right next to the driver door, so it’s unavoidable. I fixed it too, like it wasn’t too bad and I could push it back into place, but there are a lot of scratches, and obviously the bumper doesn’t fit like it’s new again, unless he goes up close he won’t notice, and I’ll try to clean the scratches tomorrow when it’s day time. My Dad’s a perfectionist type person (hoping he’s running late or is too busy to notice the smaller scratches), and is impossible to please, so telling him will just invoke his distrust (he won’t let me take the car out again) and maybe a tiny bit of playful anger (he is mad but is laughing it off, cause he already expected that a new driver will probably hit their car at least once) and this isn’t a big thing to hide from him, I’ll definitely tell him it happened just not any time soon, maybe when I have my own car.

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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.