First Few Experiences Pt 1

These are true experiences from growing up. I did not actually mess around with another guy till my early 30's. I regret not acting in these situations but was not attracted to men at the time. When I was around 8 my parents had just divorced. I was sent up to stay with my uncle of lived on a farm in the middle of nowhere for a week. I loved it as it was truly free. I could go wherever I wanted whenever I wanted. My uncle had a friend who rented out a room in his farmhouse. My uncle's friend also had his nephew staying with him. This kid was 16 and was sent to the farm because he couldn't stay out of trouble at home and where I'm from when that happens they put you to work. So I remember on my 2nd day I was roaming around the huge farm house. As it was so big it had rooms that were just filled with junk and nobody used. So I am digging through the junk on a treasure hunt when the 16 year old says "come here". I go into his room and he has a stack of Hustler magazines that he stole from his uncle. He starts showing me the naked women and I remember as he is turning the pages that some are stuck together. We looked through a few magazines and then I left as I hadn't hit puberty yet and didn't want to get caught looking at naughty magazines. So then the next day after lunch I go outside and start climbing around the old machine shed. The 16 year old is there also telling me about the women in the magazines. He then says "Hey, want to see something? Follow me." He then walks right into the center of a giant patch of ditch weed. I follow him. He then unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. It shocked me as I had never seen pubes on a guy before and his penis was much bigger than mine. He then starts stroking it while staring at me. When he got fully hard he asked me if I had ever seen somebody else's cock before. I said no, he then takes a few steps closer and starts talking about the women in the magazine again. He strokes a few more times and then stops and gets to within a step of me. He tells me about how women suck on them. Then he tells me to touch it. I don't do anything. Then he tells me to touch it again. At that point I turned and ran back to the house as fast as I could and avoided the kid for the rest of my time there. On his last day at the house the kids uncle checked his bag and found all of the Hustler magazines that the kid was trying to steal from his uncle. Then the kid tried to tell his uncle that I stole the magazines- at that point the uncle proceeded to beat the shit out of the kid for blaming it on me. This was just my first of many strange experiences , more to come.