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From what my parents told me about gay sex,
it's supposed to hurt.
But from what I learned from watching porn,
it not only hurts,
but it makes you into some kind of freak.
I learned later on,
that they were all wrong.

He's sucking on my neck now.
His lips are ice cold and I can feel his teeth against my throat.
He's still humping my ass too.
At least we're not in public anymore.

His hands are under my skirt,
and he's doing such wonderful things.
Now I understand why women wear these things.
I want to kiss his lips,
but he's biting at my jugular now.
I moan against his dark hair.
Who knew that someone that looked that weird could make me feel so good.

I'm not saying that I'm a virgin.
But I am.
I'm not saying that I have an oral fixation.
But no one else is afraid to tell me.
I stopped being innocent when I was thirteen

His eyes glow crimson in the dim light and his lips are the same red.
Blood from our rough kisses stains them.
That something so dirty should turn me on.
I can just imagine the lectures when do I go back to to my friends.

Obviously, my stranger hates being ignored.
He kisses me roughly and makes sure my eyes are on him.
So far everything has been above the waist,
but now the hand under my skirt has made my panties disappear.
My mother would be so proud of me if she could see me now.