Life goes on and it always moves forward. In third grade my cousin and I met Nathan. He's basically our service mate that can be categorized as a shy, flamboyant, silent guy. We use to bully him like taking his pants down to show his ass and all those parts but it eventually stop until he showed up in my class. We kinda like groping each other inside the classroom and performing mutual masturbation inside the restroom and yes; believe it or not, we are at an all-boys, Private, Catholic School. It continues the whole year round until he reported it to his mom. We were at a salon having my haircut with my cousin and his father. Suddenly a fuming mom entered and ask us you are ***** right? Then we answered yes. He exploded and started talking shit about us and luckily Nathan only reported the bullying part. We basically out of due respect made our apologies but my cousin told her we're not the one responsible for it, it was another service mate of ours. And after she left, every person on the salon were laughing in disgust about the mother. The owner told my uncle who would make such a serious scandal at my salon about your kids "stealing" candy from his. Everything stopped then and in fourth grade we were not classmates. The next school year, he transferred to another school. But this year was also an interesting year for me because I met Mark. Mark was not really a handsome guy but I can say he's cute. At are annual movie viewing at the school auditorium, we were sited next to each other and at the middle of watching the movie, I don't really know how it happened or I already forgotten how it started but at the end of it all, we were performing mutual masturbation in that auditorium. And by this time we already have an idea what the fuck are we really doing. During our afternoon break we even have the courage to perform it in our school's bathroom and we were like there the whole time standing side by side stopping when somebody else will enter. At sixth grade he was not my classmate anymore but here in this class will I meet my future best friend who is up to now is mine.

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