An embarrassing story, I'm still embarrassed to tell. You could say I was naive, too respectful minded, and embarrassed about anything to do with girls and attraction. Back in 7th grade, I was a nice, reserved kid, but nothing really worth noting. There was a girl who I'm still not sure if she liked me or was just messing with me. Either way, I don't enjoy looking back at those days. Here are a series of events I had to deal with throughout 7th grade.

After eating lunch, we have to go to the gym and recess, or whatever spend the remaining time of lunch period. I sat on the bottom bleacher as a hot girl jumped right down in front of me bending down as she showed her ass covered in denim jeans. I wouldn't realize what was going on until later.

During lunch, she and her other female friend would throw tator tots at me snickering all the while. In the gym, she would give wet willies, play with my hair, and she even threw a penny at me. (Ow!) Between periods she bumped her ass into me making me fall and drop my books rubbing her ass as she walked away.

In the gym with her friends, she sits by me and asks if she gives me a boner. Having not heard of that word, they just laugh at me when I asked. She explains what a boner is and starts rubbing my leg. I got up and left. Some of my female acquaintances tell me I should tell a teacher or someone about this because it isn't right. Yeah, just tell a teacher that a guy isn't enjoying being touched by a hot girl, right...

Another time in the gym, I ask her again why she keeps bothering me. She says it's because she loves me. She barely knows me, and I am to believe that?? I hated this. She wanted to fuck me. She actually told me once that I should fuck her.

I was at my school locker getting stuff for next period where she and her friend came by. She asked if she could grab my ass. I was tired of this shit. I just couldn't care. I told her she could if it would mean she would go away. So I let her grab my ass, but she wouldn't leave until I did her. I'll admit, feeling her ass was nice and probably was my big mistake because she kept on teasing me, bumping into me, etc.

Enough was enough. The supervisor at the gym one day was the vice principal. When she started teasing me, I told the VP what was going on, and it pretty much ended with telling her to stop. For the most part at least. She stopped bothering me, but teased me from afar. I was so happy to be a military brat, so I could move away from this school...and her.

Like I said, I'm not proud. I think many guys would be all over this chick if she was like this towards them, so what kind of man am I?? Perhaps, I was smart because a few years down the road I find her MySpace (yeah, back in these days). I discover she has a kid in high school.

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by Anonymous on May 1, 2014 at 1:19 PM

WOW! Am I the first and only one to comment? You asked "What kind of man am I?" My answer is, and I am only 19 years old, 6 years your junior, that you are a really weird kind of person. I'd guess that you are either gay or a borderline gay. At 26 you should know the answer yourself. Do you still shy away from girls? Do you become more aroused from thinking of boys more than girls?

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by Anonymous on May 2, 2014 at 4:08 AM

(OP) Those were my thoughts when I was in seventh grade. Don't get me wrong, part of me regrets not going after her. I was too naive and too much of a goody-two-shoes to want to be involved in that. I was too embarrassed and felt wrong for checking someone out back then for whatever stupid reason in my head. Anyway, I'm into guys, and I'm into girls. While I've only ever been with girls, I've always thought of myself as bisexual. It's fine if you would like to think otherwise.

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by Anonymous on May 18, 2014 at 4:42 PM

Don't feel too bad about this. When I was a freshman in high school two sophomore girls started to tease the hell out of me. They were both in my algebra class and art class and every time we had a class together they would touch me and molest the hell out of me and laugh and think it was funny giving me a hard on. But with me, when I got home I would jerk off imagining that they really wanted to have sex with me but I figured that in reality they were just teasing and mocking me for their own entertainment. I was never adept at figuring out true intentions of anyone. In 8th grade a girl had asked me out but it turned out to be a practical joke and she told me when I got to her party that she wouldn't date me if I was the only guy left on the planet and that she didn't know what I was talking about (in front of EVERYONE) when I reminded her that she specifically asked me out on a date. After having been burned like that I was a bit gun shy and distrusted pretty much everyone.

But later that year as a freshman I went to a school dance with a couple of buddies. It was called a dance but it was mostly a band covering Led Zeppelin and all the kids hanging around with a lot of them sitting in dark corners feeling each other up and a handful slow dancing in the middle of the dance floor. My buddies and I just went for the music with zero expectation of ever actually dancing with a girl or doing anything else with a girl. We were after all, shy freshmen.

So I was sitting in a chair by myself with the chairs on either side of me empty since my buddies both had gone off to the boys room to relieve themselves when the two girls I spoke up sat down on either side of me and asked why I was always avoiding them. I told them it was because they were always teasing me and pretending to like me. That pissed off the more aggressive of the two, Angela who grabbed me and looked me in the eye and said "We're NOT pretending, we really do like you, a LOT! and we want to share you!" With that the two girls leaned into me a bit and I thought they were going to both kiss me on the mouth but instead they kissed each other on the mouth, open mouth, tongue in each other's mouths an inch in front of my mouth and I felt two hands, one from either side slide down to my crotch and massage my package until I got hard. That was my very first sexual encounter (not including masturbation).

They stopped kissing then Angela took my face into her hands and kissed me full on the mouth and I could taste Linda's mint flavored gum on Angela's tongue. The hands remained on my crotch and the kissed lasted about five minutes. Then it was Linda's turn to kiss me. She spit her gum into my mouth and tucked it under my tongue with her's and we made out for about the same amount of time. My buddies came back from the Men's room (I never did find out what it was they did that took them about 20 minutes to accomplish) just in time to catch Angela and Linda double kissing me. In a space of ten minutes I had my first kiss, my second kiss, my first two girl double kiss, got felt up for the first time by two girls no less and getting brave grabbed my first and second handfuls of tit. All at the tender age of 13. I was young for a freshman, I started out in a school district with different rules so I started kindergarten a year earlier than most kids ( think my parents were eager to get me out of the house as soon as possible) and Linda and Angela, I found out later, both stayed back a year so they were both 17. Compound this by the fact that I was small for 13 and not especially masculine in looks. The kids in school knew I was a boy but pretty much every where else people thought I was a girl or at least kind of girly in the looks department but almost all guys back then had long hair (it was the 70's) and I had longer than usual even for the time. Angela told me they thought I was cute and adorable and they didn't like overly manly macho men but preferred softer younger feminine girly boys. This while they brushed my hair and put it into pigtails at the dance. I stopped caring. Two girls were taking turns making out with me and feeling me up and let me touch them anywhere I wanted to. When you are 13 and shy and self conscious with low self esteem and a pair of beautiful teenage girls with big tits and the habbit of kissing each other let you put your hands inside their panties and feel them up, you pretty much don't care even if they are just mocking your and it's a big joke (which I eventually came to realize it wasn't). The only thing you care about is the two handful's of pussy and the warm wet sensation surrounding your fingers and the perfume and the tongues in your mouth and feeling fingers running through your hair.

It is too late to tell you go for it. That time is passed. Personally I didn't have a choice. These two girls very aggressively forced themselves on me and I am grateful they did. They just had to break through that barrier of trust and convince me that it wasn't a joke and I wasn't the butt of their joke. It took a while but by December of that year after going on a three way date with them to five school dances and a multitude of dates to the movies (Angela had a license and a car) I at first just stopped caring if it was a joke because if it was the joke was on them and then after a while I realized it wasn't. They proved that the day a bully, a junior, started to bully the crap out of me in the school yard while waiting for the doors to open and start the school day. They pounced on him and beat the crap out of him knocking out a tooth, and rupturing one of his testicles. He never came within a hundred feet of me after that and that was when I finally was convinced they sincerely liked me.

I spent three years in that three way relationship. They graduated, barely and moved on to other states and I never heard from them again. But they did me a wonderful service. They boosted my confidence and made me much less shy and they reversed the damage done by the Kunt who played that practical joke when I was in middle school.

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by Anonymous on Oct 27, 2014 at 11:13 AM

holy shit 3 write us a novel

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