The ‘story’ you are about to read is actually true, unlike a lot of stories which are listed as a true story here. As you will find out I had very little education and my only exposure to writing/grammar was magazines and the very few books I found and hid away. If you would like to copy, amend and send back to me without errors that would be welcomed; if you are the grammar police I would suggest you get your thrills elsewhere. Please do not copy this text to any other sites without my consent, which I will give assuming you PM me and tell me where you want to post it. I also do not give permission for this text to be used for any institutes and/or research purposes.

This is not entirely intended as a story for people to masturbate to but if you can then I am happy that you found pleasure from mine.

I am submitting this story to a sex story website because, to me personally, it is erotic and I think that other people may find it erotic too. I will however tell you now, this story is about my life from a young age; you may see it as child abuse and even if that is true by your moral standards it is still my experience of life.
You will realise from this ‘writing’ that I have rather disorganised thoughts and I will move from one chapter in my life to another rather quickly and back again. I would apologise but within this retelling you maybe able to see the impact of a childhood with sexual activity.
Just for you homophobes, I am a guy and as a child, and beyond, I had sex with both men and women. If you do not want to read about children, i.e. me, having sex with adults you are forewarned.

This is the first part, I have written quite a lot more.