Starting on march 6th of this year, I've slept with 2 guys, making a total of three I've ever fucked. One of them was 13, I was 16 at the time. (His bday

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Starting on march 6th of this year, I’ve slept with 2 guys, making a total of three I’ve ever fucked. One of them was 13, I was 16 at the time. (His bday is 3/27/2003, mine is 3/24/2000) we’ve messed around a total of 6 times, 4 of them being regular+a*** s**. He looks like he could be 15/16, and that’s what he told me he was. We continued to mess around, the most recent being Tuesday of this week. I found out his real age after our 2nd or 3rd session of fooling around (which was probably around March 10-13). I know I shouldn’t say yes, as he’s the one that always initiates, but I always do because, I’ll face it, he has already hit puberty and has a nice d*** and is attractive, plus he’s pretty popular and I’m an outcast. I feel kind of guilty about it, yet I find it k****. I know, I’m a f****** creep. But I needed to get this off my chest.

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