It Started Here

This is a true story which involves sexual situations involving a minor. So as not to cause any offence, if you find this distasteful, please leave and search for a story that is more to your taste.

The story is about myself and started when I was a boy 8 years of age.

Family life for me was not the best, with a single parent alcoholic with no real time for me, so I took every opportunity to escape and by this I mean looking for affection wherever it was to be had. This meant that I would do errands for most of all the elderly people in my immediate area, shopping, collect their newspapers, walk dogs etc. and even help prepare meals for them.
I had no real friends and found it very difficult to make them, especially those of my age, so when an older boy began to take an interest in me I was so happy and flattered that he would treat me like a member of his peer group.

My father would often park me with an other family in my block when he wished to go on a bender or go off with some woman and this is where I met the older boy. There were three brothers, John 17, the other two were Iain 12 and Stewart 8. The two younger boys just looked at me as an intrusion in their lives but as already mentioned the eldest treated me as an equal and when I stayed there, shared his room.
He was very well built and had a job as an apprentice bricklayer so to my young eyes was a replacement for my fly by night father and a role model to look up to.

At first I was shy when I had to share with him as he made attempt to hide himself when changing, either from his work clothes or getting ready for bed. He would just strip off right in front of me and his brothers, if they were in the room. The first time this happened I didn’t know where to look or what to do and fealt the burn of the blush on my face. It was the first time I had seen somebody totally naked and being so young with no idea of what could happen to a boys body, was a bit confused but at the same time a little excited.
He could see I was looking at him and a smile appeared on his face which somehow put me at ease.

“What’s up with you”? he said.
“Nnnnnothing” I stammered.
“Something must be wrong as your as red as beetroot”?
“Wwwwell it’s that I have never seen anyone naked before”.
“ Don’t worry about it, as it is quite normal in this house and you’ll see more than just me naked”.
He was right on that one as both his brothers did nothing to hide themselves when they’d change or have a bath and so on.

That first night as I usually did at home, put on my pj’s and was already in bed when in came John and proceeded to strip off.