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When I Was A Kid
You've carried a big burden on your shoulders for years - ever since you lost your mom's favorite bracelet you've denied you had anything to do with it. Tell us about it. Ashamed that you sucked your thumb until you were 12? Or are you ready to confess that it was you who threw your brother's comic book collection into the toilet?

Kids do all kinds of things, some well-intentioned, some quite purposefully mean-spirited. If you're ready to tell AdultConfessions.com about your embarrassing childhood acts, then post your confession now.

Important note: This section is not for confessions that involve sex with children or sexual situations where children were involved. Any such postings will be deleted immediately you sick twisted fuck.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was 11 years old, our neighbor man asked me if I wanted to make some cash helping him build and paint fence sections for his property, and I said sure! We worked pretty hard for the two weekend days, and on that Sunday he paid me what equalled $5.00 an hour for the 14 hours we had worked...I thought that was absolutely terrific!! It was summertime, so there was no school, so he asked me if I wanted to work on Monday as well. Sure!! His wife and daughter went on a shopping trip shortly after we began work Monday morning, and he said why don't we take a break...Come into the house and I'll fix us a sandwich and cookies...

    He went into the laundry room before making the sandwiches, and came out with a small pair of dirty panties that he told me were his 19 year-old daughter's...He asked me to sniff them and tell him whether or not I thought she was having sex...He said there was a guy she had been dating and that he and his wife didn't like him...They were hoping she wasn't letting the guy fuck her, he said...What did I think?

    Take a whiff of the crotch, he said, and lick and chew on them if you want to...I asked him if he was sure, and would he tell anybody if I did? He said yes, he was sure, and no..He wouldn't tell anyone...So I started licking and chewing on those fantastic smelling and tasty panties!! I of course got rock-hard, and he noticed it. He asked me to show him the way the panties made me feel by showing him my boner...I reluctantly pulled my pants down, as I still didn't fully believe this wasn't a trick and that he might tell my mom and dad about all this....But soon my pants and underwear were down revealing my hard 8 1/2 inch hard cock.. (yes, even some 11 year-olds have already measured their cocks! LOL)

    Just then, he asked me to close my eyes as I continued to chew on Lorie's panties, and I did. What followed next excited me, kind-of frightened me, and felt absolutely wonderful all at the same time...He had enveloped my cock in his mouth!! I had jacked off quite a bit by my age, but this new sensation was driving me absolutely crazy with lust!!! I even ended up asking him if I could suck on a pair of his wife's dirty panties as he sucked me off...He went and got me the pair she had worn the night before, and told me bon apetite!!

    He not only paid me for the work that day, but told me that the load of precious boy-sperm I had allowed him to extract and swallow from me was worth another $20.00...We continued our "whore and John" relationship for 5 years, ending it when I got me a good, steady girlfriend...We mutually agreed that it would be a good time to stop, as a good girlfriend could give me the blowjobs I needed, and neither of us wanted to take a further chance of getting caught by the girl....My parents never caught on, as there was always some genuine work to be done on the property, and he always paid well for the work...Even to this day, when i visit my local adult theater or an adult bookstore that has glory holes, I remenisce about that first time, as I sniff and chew either my wife's sister's panties or some hot hooker's panties as a guy gets on his knees and devours my cock and sperm.....

    #9170 — Comments (2) — Aug 16, 2010 at 12:59 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    i molested my cousins.

    #9168 — Comments (2) — Aug 15, 2010 at 10:55 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    when i was a kid my babysitter used to molest me, some years later i found myself getting hard and pulling my dick out for my cousins and such to see ( all around same age as me).

    #9162 — Comments (0) — Aug 13, 2010 at 10:04 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Back in the 70's when I was in elementary school, no one really worried about child molesters. When I was 8 back in '74 I met Harry (thats what he said to call him) in a park and he gave me my first blowjob and first orgasm. He showed me where he lived and I began visiting three or four times a week for sex for the next six years.

    There were at any time anywhere from one to four other boys and a few girls. Harry's daughter Crystal was there too, she was a couple of years younger than me, but we never saw a wife. We were like a secret club. Harry was a weird molester - he sucked guys but only got off with girls, but he encouraged guys to do things with girls and each other. My first girl was Crystal. I was one of four guys who did her that day not counting her dad who she sucked off. I met my first girlfriend at Harry's when I was 10 and we were together three years.

    I don't feel messed up and never had any relationship problems. Sexually I tend to be a bit more willing to experiment. I'm not bi but I don't mind dabbling. And I do not have any molester or rape urges.

    I did get in touch with Crystal back in '08 online. She's in sex addiction treatment, but she says she has not problems from her childhood activities except compulsive fucking.

    #9158 — Comments (1) — Aug 13, 2010 at 2:32 AM — That's Juicy! (17) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I wasn't very popular as a kid. Other kids gave me quite a lot of grief. There was this one girl in our primary school class called Susan. She had red hair and a pale skin. It appeared like there's something wrong with her. Everyone mocked her, and a whole sub-culture developed around the idea of "Susan germs". For example, the kids would draw mirrors on paper and put it up to "deflect the susan germs". Being a creative person myself, I joined in the act and actively contributed to the invention of new "susan germ deflectors". One day she turned around, and told me how much it was hurting her. For some reason I never thought that she minded. I felt so ashamed of myself. Having being mocked myself, I should have known better. I never did anything like that to her again, but always wished I had an opertunity to apologise to her. That oppertunity came on our 10th matric reunion. She turned quite beautiful. I wanted to go apologise, but one of my old friends told me not to open up ancient wounds, so I left it. Still, I wonder what might've happened if I did.

    #9152 — Comments (0) — Aug 11, 2010 at 9:08 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I got my first real kiss from my cousin by force. He was a sick pervert. He pinned me up against the frige, he threatened to rape me. He said that if we weren't related he would of had sex with me a long time ago. That's when I slap him then he put his hand around my neck. He was so much stronger than me. When I turned my face away he grabbed it with his other hand and...took away my first kiss, and he put his hands all over me (down my pants, around my waist, on my breast, ect.)He called my a bitch, a slut and a whore the whole time. He was so strong...I couldn't get away. This happened when we were 14. Even now when I see him occasionally he continues to harass me. He doesn't kiss me or anything but when no one's around he'll threaten me and he'll touch me. And I feel like I can't do anything about it. I don't want to start anything in our family. So I just try to ignore it.

    #9138 — Comments (1) — Aug 2, 2010 at 8:09 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was thirteen and my little brother was eight, whenever our mom wasn't home, I would walk around the house with nothing on. I told him that if he ever told mom that he saw me naked, that I would clobber him. He promised that he wouldn't tell. To me it was fun and exciting. I was starting to get breasts and I liked showing off my tities, and the fact that I was also starting to get pubic hair. I knew my little brother liked seeing what a naked girl looked like. He told me that it made his penis feel funny. I told him that he should take off his clothes too, and that it might feel better. When he did, I saw that he had an erection. It was actually first erection that I ever saw, outside of a picture that one of my friends had from a magazine. After that, we started taking our clothes off together quite a bit and we that for maybe the whole next year. Then one day he asked me if he could stick his dick in my pee hole. While he techinically got it wrong, he sure had the right idea of what to do with his hard little penis. I was kind of shocked. I thought that he was too young to get me pregnant, but after that we kind of stopped being naked together.

    #9118 — Comments (0) — Jul 21, 2010 at 3:47 PM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My best friend and I were pretty close. There was this kind of neat male-chemistry between the two of us. I suppose because we were both kind of shy, it just felt good to let those kinds of feelings sort of show between us. And with each other, it was special that we could be encouraging of that together as boys. I guess, that our friendship could have this "boy-friendly" quality about it.

    One day we were at my house, and my mother was at work. The two of us were sitting on the floor in the living room, with our backs against the sofa. We had both taken off our shoes and were barefoot, which was kind of fun and sexy, and put us both in a more uninhibited mood. Something that we were each feeling modestly aware of. Sort of being chummy, we put an arm around behind each other's shoulders, grinned about doing that. Then, I guess because it seemed like the thing to do, we slowly leaned close and let our lips touch. I don't know if it was just to show affection or to find out what that was like to do it with another boy. A little of both, I suspected. But it felt great being brave enough to do that, and quite exciting, too. After we did it the first time, we tried doing it again, this time making the lip contact a little more full and generous. Suddenly while we were doing this I felt myself getting an erection. A really stiff one. When we pulled back, I could the buldge showing in the front of his jeans, and he could see mine. We both blushed and grinned. Being accepting of the fact that it was aturn on, we went back to kissing, and while we did that, we let our hands slip down to feel the front of each other's jeans. Or rather, what was pushing up beneath.

    We both agreed about how turned on we were, and we proceeded to open the fly on each others jeans to bare our erections. We were pretty evenly matched, both about six inches, and really, really stiff. Recklessly, we went ahead and felt each other penis, reaching the conclusion and saying how good it felt to be doing this with a friend. He was the one who made the suggestion on how we could take our clothers off, and I had no objections, only saying how it might be better if we went into my bedroom. So we got up and went there. We got out of our clothes and were proudly showing off the boners we had. We jumped on the bed and into each others arms, went back to kissing, now using our tongues and being quite passionate about it, and masturbating each others boner while we did that.

    I don't know exactly what possessed me to say what I did, but I said something about how I could stick my boner into his butt. He said that it would be OK with him, if I wanted to. We kissed some more, and I went and got a bottle of hand lotion and I laid on the bed while he squeezed some out and slicked my stiff penis with it. We were all grins over our horny fun. Playfully, he climbed on top of me, and started to rub my boner with his buns. Then, he grabbed my cock and, to my surprise, he started to ease himself down on it. It felt my boner slide into his warm, tight depths, going all the way into his anal sheath. He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut, and he started to ride up and down, fucking my erection. It felt so good that I never wanted him to stop. He kept going, riding me, sliding my hard length in and out with a steady motion. As he was doing, that he suddenly ejaculated. I watched as his creamy semen started squirting out, pulse after pulse. Seeing that suddenly made me ejaculate, too. I felt my boner pulse inside of him. I could hear myself grunting and I pushed my hips up against him, thinking how fantastic it felt putting my sperm into him, and having the overabundance of his all over my stomach.

    For both of us this was just the most incredible moment imaginable. We had just finished fucking and making love to one another as friends. It was great. To us, as it undoubtedly does for so many friends, it seemed so entirely natural. Neither of us actually becamse gay because of our experience, but for the next several years our relationship was definitely one of friends and lovers. The way it should be.

    #9117 — Comments (0) — Jul 21, 2010 at 3:34 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was 15, I had to get my tonsils removed. Even though most kids had them removed when they were young, my doctor didn't get around to recommending it until I was 15. So the surgery was scheduled and my parents took me in. Even though they were only operating down my throat, I was still forced to undress and wear only a gown that tied in the back. I couldn't even wear my underwear!? I was given a pill to sedate me and then later an orderly came in to my room with a gurney. The nurse and orderly helped me move from my bed to the gurney and then I was covered up with a sheet.

    I was feeling pretty out of it by then and I remember my mom squeezing my hand and faint conversations as the orderly wheeled me out of the room on the gurney. The orderly was this black guy in his 20s and he kept talking to me but I was only half awake and don't remember what he said to me. I do remember him wheeling me into an elevator and he had to stand with his back to the door.

    That's when he molested me, at least I think he did. When I was 15, I was small for my age, probably 5' 1" and 110 lbs. I don't remember him doing this, but what I do remember is that somehow he slipped his hand under the sheet and under my gown and felt his hand groping my penis and testicles. I remember this fingers being strong because he spread my legs a little more by just expanding his hand. Once my legs were spread some, it felt like his middle finger was tickling my butthole too while he was squeezing the shaft of my penis.

    I think I must have gotten a little bit of an erection because one of the last things I remember is him lifting up the sheet and gown to look. I remember this because I felt the cooler air below my waist. I heard the elevator bell ding and remember him removing his hand and he lowered the gown and sheet again, even tucking the sheet into the gurney like it had been.

    I didn't remember this until I got home a few days later. It seemed like a dream but also like it really happened. Isn't that what sedation does to you? Anyway, ever since then I fantasize about it happening again but I want to be fully awake this time.

    #9106 — Comments (0) — Jul 11, 2010 at 7:18 PM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I always hate a weird... embarassment fetish. It always turned me on when when i wet myself or pooped myself. I always walked around naked and in my underwear when no one was home. I wore tighty whities only because it was embarrassing. I even dug holes in the back yard to poop publicly. I masturbated all the time. I wore diapers and male guards to wet myself freely. I stole tighty whities from my uncle. I was at a water park in the changing room, and saw a pair of tighty whities on the ground. I took them. When I was 11 I contracted lice and my mom gave me a bath with special shampoo and I was in my tighty whities.

    #9101 — Comments (0) — Jul 9, 2010 at 10:07 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This. ( * )
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