Shota bread since the last one reached it's image limit. ;3

Shota bread since the last one reached it's image limit. ;3

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please stop

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Always needs more crying forced boys

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Unless it gets more shotas, then please continue.

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fuck you pedophile

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Stop masturbating.

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Wangdangle is best dangle.

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Very high quality dangle, yes.

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I sometimes find myself wondering, would it be possible to have too many shota butts on your face? Like is there a point you say "Woah, that's just way too many shota asses, no way i'll be able take them all"?

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Maybe if there is an option to turn them around :3c

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>Be three
>Parents are druggies
>They sell me, probably for drug money
>End up in a cult of sorts in the middle of nowhere
>Handful of pedos grooming young boys
>First few years are hazy
>Most early memories are me fighting off advances
>Learned quickly that I shouldn't do that
>Eventually settle in as much as I can
>Make friends with other boys
>Always being recorded doing lewd things
>Sometimes with boys, sometimes girls
>Sometimes men
>Get frequent visits from outsider men
>Treated nicely besides the sexual parts
>Gradually get completely broken
>Forced to watch/help while other boys are tortured
>Forced to do things with younger kids
>Our captors treated it all like some cheesy porno
>Lose a few friends who decided to end it
>I tried the same
>By the time I was ten, I wasn't much more than their personal toy

Reposting sad childhood greentext, might be able to console anyone else who went through abuse.

That is true. Thankfully i know me personally would be able to handle it, long as they're still to my taste.

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>Pedo cult ends up getting busted when I'm 10
>Playing outside when it happened
>Most of it feels like a dream, pretty hazy
>Get rushed to a police car by an older guy
>Covered up because I was naked, hot as fuck though
>Watch through the window as the scene unfolds
>End up breaking down in the back of the car
>Can't really describe my feelings
>I knew the guys were evil and I just felt liberated
>Car eventually moves but I'm out of it
>Next thing I remember was being with a man in the backseat
>He patted my back and told me I could take my time
>I eventually go inside with him
>Lengthy process begins
>Get questioned, medical care, cleaned, dressed
>Feel guilty about some stuff I was forced to do
>Tell them anyways
>This process lasts for what feels like months
>Eventually learn about the men, the other boys, my parents

The guys ended up in prison, from what I know. My dad killed himself to avoid punishment, my mom was arrested.

>Shortly after, I start therapy
>Split between a few facilities with other boys
>Get taught how to behave properly
>Deal with what I was forced to endure
>Never forget it
>Feel alone throughout it all
>Somehow get the go ahead to be released
>End up being adopted by a big Christian family
>Expect to be touched for the first few weeks
>Don't know why else they would want me
>Start homeschooling, still go to therapy
>I don't really fit in
>Brother my age was understanding
>Showered, slept, and sometimes cuddled nude
>Didn't feel dirty because I did it with other boys
>Deep down, I think I enjoyed it
>During all of the the abuse, it was the only affection I felt
>Eventually settled down because of him

Part 2/3

>About 13 at this time
>I love my new family but have anxiety around others
>Never really deal with it
>Hit puberty when I'm almost 14
>Go into an emo phase
>Mostly fueled by hormones
>Also by the fact that I was learning I'd never be normal
>Be by myself in my room most of the time
>Still homeschooled so it's not an issue
>This phase eventually passes
>Graduate at 16 because I didn't really have anything to to distract me
>Fuck around for a year until I go to college
>Still feel isolated, but I do well
>Start getting letters at this time
>From my mom, sent almost daily
>All of them telling me she's dying
>I'm a bad son for not visiting her
>Don't reply
>Stop opening them after awhile
>She died about six months after the letters start
>Feel nothing
>Continue college and make friends for the first time in years
>Start volunteering with young boys because it makes me happy
>Seeing them happy makes me think maybe life's worth it
>Also start looking at shota/loli
>Not attracted to them, but seeing them enjoy sex helps me imagine I felt the same
>Life is pretty good now
>Still live with the mark of my childhood
>Know if I ever really tell others about everything, a normal relationship wouldn't be possible
>Thought about ending it but I like to think I took that abuse so I could be compassionate to others
>Still don't know if I'll ever make a difference in the world
>But I know if I can help one person out of the hole I found myself in, it'll all be worth it

Final part.

pedophiles

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Dude..

Can we get greentext stories about serial killers when gore threads pop up?

About as relevant.

All I can say is thank you.

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Honestly it's the happiness the pics portrayed in the shotas i like among the most as well. Not like the real thing at all because that's the point, a fantasy outlet where things are better and not like an actual scenario would likely play out.

Didn't really post because it's relevant, I posted it because I know a lot of anons in these threads were touched as kids and I like to let them know that they're not alone.

No problem, friendo.

I know where actual pedos lurk and I've reported a few times but nothing's been done

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Maybe because unless they actually do something illegal, there's nothing they can do? At least you'd think anyway, i hear it varies from state to state.

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That's pretty much why I look at it. I'm not really attracted to them, but seeing happy shotas doing lewd things helps me trick my brain into forgetting how myself and other boys really felt.

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fuck you pedos

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dad and his friends fucked me from when i was 3-ish (thats my earliest memory of it but idfk if he was doing it longer) until i was 14 when a teacher noticed a bruise on my wrist and i fucking unloaded on her.
dad was the onyl one to get in trouble even though i told them some of the names of the other guys but one less pedo is good enough i guess
went to live with my grandparents after. still in therapy and on meds but im in a similar situation. it honestly weirdly calms me?? like in a "me too" kind of way idfk if thats weird

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So I wasnt sexually abused as a kid but I was very sexual with other friends starting as young as six.

I have a gf whom I love very much and see myself being with forever but somehow I look at these threads and its a warm reminder of those memories which weren't always bad.

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>>But I know if I can help one person out of the hole I found myself in, it'll all be worth it

But user, I thought it was the men that found themselves in your hole.

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My story is similar to yours except I identify as gay and have a boyfriend now.

I just choose to see the happy of those memories and move on.

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Oh to be one of them, just so happy and playful and carefree.

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>tfw

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>Be eight, early 2000s.
>Single dad so I'm alone a lot
>Hot as fuck summer
>Dad gives me money to go to the water park
>Ride my bike because dad trusts me/doesn't care
>Go inside the park and go into locker room
>Don't see anyone so I slip off my clothes and put on speedo
>Light blue so I probably looked like a faggot
>Older boy walks out of a stall and talks to me
>He was probably fapping in there
>He talks to me, pretty nice, says he is 14
>Asks me if I'm alone and shit
>After a few moments he asked if I had ever seen an adults cock before
>Pretty blunt but I'm retarded and don't know what he means
>Don't remember exactly how, but the point eventually got across
>Tell him no and he asks if I want to
>I say sure
>He takes me into a stall and says he has to see mine first
>Whatever, wasn't shy anyways
>Pull down my speedo, he pushes it down more
>Little dick is free, probably not even 1.5 inches soft
>He says he needs to make sure it's real
>okay.jpg
>He sits me down and starts rubbing me
>He gets more intense and I try to tell him to stop
>He doesn't listen
>I orgasm after a minute or two
>He kisses it "to make it feel better"
>That was fun
>After I'm done freaking out, he says something along the lines of "check this out"
>He pulls down his speedo and his cock pops out
>Cut, probably five inches, small bush of hair
>What the fuck?
>He makes me rub him and he explains puberty and shit
>Rub him for a bit
>He is horny and I'm not fast enough, so he finishes the job himself
>Cums in under a minute
>All over me
>I screech, he puts his hand over my mouth and says its okay
>Tells me about jizz
>Pretty awestruck at this point
>He rubs his sperm into my skin
>Says it'll wash off in the pool
>Pull speedo up and go out
>Spend the rest of the day with him casually fondling me underwater

Not very exciting, but it was my first gay experience. No shota to share so enjoy my contribution.

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