>>3982812
My first crush was a brown haired boy around my age at the time who was staying with his family in a rented two-story building above my family and we'd go to the beach together and play or hang out in the small town around us all day, every day. I was in bliss around him and eventually, while laying around in bed, not knowing what to do (this was before kids had smartphones attached to them at all times) we just fooled around until we feeling each other up then started kissing and then things escalated from there. It was purely innocent carnal desire and affection. But we weren't so young not to know a thing or two so we kept it hidden. Every day was pure bliss, like the sun never stopped shining for a second. It was love, pure and simple. But then something happened and he and his family cut their vacation short and left. Mine didn't stay long after that. I could never find him (again, this was late 2000's) and he became just that one beautiful summer memory of mine that has kept me from necking myself ever since. I got back home and my life of hell commenced right after, as if God gave me a period of peace just to prepare me for a lifetime of hell. I got molested/raped by girls in school which fucked me up badly then beaten badly by a group of their guy friends for ratting on them and then I quit school and never finished it and I'm now a skeletal wage slave with a shopping list of mental disorders and live alone. But I still have that one heavenly summer to reminisce.