It called me
It called me before my time, at an early age
At a time when nothing was written but purity and innocence, other than that, blank was my page.
When I was unknowledgable and green as the newly born leaf in the spring
At that time going to church and singing was completely my thing.

It invited me to come in and to have a seat, lay back and prop my feet
And to make sure that I was fully persuaded it offered me something to eat.
For beyond my knowledge it had planned to get me there make me comfortable and keep me there.
So being impressed, curious,and with my interest sparked, what was in store I completely was unaware.

 So after taking a seat and falling face first into a plate of food to eat, It appeared I was hooked
All of a sudden it was as though everything started to crumble, fall and break as if the earth shook.
The nice polite host took off the mask and began to show his true face.
He said don't worry i won't hurt you but I'll take it at a slow pace.

 I felt this sensation that was weird and that I've never felt before and knew from within it was wrong.
And all purity and innocence was lost, never to be recovered and nothing could be forgotten, destroyed or made better as usual with a simple song.
I soon felt a hand rubbing my young body as if it were the prize of the day.
And this person had won me because the game he chose to play.

The rubbing soon became a slight tug and pull.
In my mind I felt because I ate the meal that I was given the meal ticket and was required to pay in full.
Sitting there I am afraid and wondering what the hell is going on here
but being verbally abused as a child I learned to develop a hard exterior and to never show fear.

He slowly unzips his pants as I see hi massize rock hard piece.
As soon as he unzips it falls out and I'm like he must have to use it, or piss atleast.
He said you have to like it before I stick it.
So I do what I was told but in my mind I'm thinking we must quit!

He pulls, i say no, he says yes, come on let me stick it in.
You would expect something like that from a stranger or enemy but never the family's long time friend.
So the pull turns into a push and down on the bed i go.
I say I'm getting up and he says just lay back and go with the flow.

So slowly clothes come off and legs spreaded and everything is exposed.
He obviously didn't pay attention to the sign on my ass that said “for entry this passage is closed.”
So as the sign is ignored, rules and regulations are disobeyed and the passage is entered.
He positioned me where he wanted me and made a perfect aim for the center.

Like playing a game of darts, he hit the bulls eye which was his ultimate plan.
With the entry and every back and forth stroke, pain was created, but being “hard” I just grab the covers and bite pillows cause I was determined to take it like a man.
In my mind I'm asking myself when is this going to end, when is he gonna stop this?
Cause my only knowledge of love was based on fantasy and things saw on tv, that showed you get the rubs of ecstasy and the intimate passionate kiss.

But wait a minute something is happening, he starts to moan louder than ever and I'm wondering what's wrong.
He takes it out and shoots this creamy white liquid on my back while his grip on my shoulder is strong.