My Mom raised me and she was totally into the church and forced me to attend all the time.She volunteered for everything and volunteered me also.I mowed the lawn of the church and parsonage and anything else they needed.A new minister came when I was around 13,He was young and very handsome and took a liking to me imediatly.He would always hug me and tell my Mom what a handsome young man I was. One day after II had mowed he ask me to come to the parsonage ffor a cold drank. He started asking me about girls and dating which I had not done. One day he called me in and told me that Mom had ask him to explain about s** and she didnt want to kknow when he talked to me so I shouldnt say anything to her.He ask me all kinds of questions than siad do you M*********? I didnt know what to say and he said its natural.He ask me to see my P**** so he could tell if it was normal and just reached out and pulled my basketball shorts down and took my c*** in his hand and started explaining the head of the p**** and the balls and feeling it and I started getting hard in his hand,He smiled and said its ok and just started stroking it.I didnt know what t do but knew I was getting close to c******.I said sir you better stop and he said its ok just close your eyes and relax. I shot the biggest load of my young life I wwas embarresed it was all over his hhands and the floor but he assured me it was ok and ask me if it felt good and I said yes.This became and everyday thing and about a month in he gave me my first b*******. It remained a secreet and we were lovers until I graduated from High school. It matured to the point I was having a*** s** with him also.He taught me so mmuch.I later married and never have had g****** since