Sexual Relationships 
Sexual Health 
Submitted for the #GaGWritingContest "First".
Back in the older days of our world, sex was taboo. It was considered sinful, to be used purely for procreation. For a woman to even do so much as show a little ankle was thought of as shameful. Now, in our more modern society it's become almost like a contest, seeing who can lose their virginity fastest. People race to lose it as young as they can; 16, 15, 14, the younger the better in their eyes. I guess I can be crowned the champion then, because I lost mine at just six years old.
Before you get outraged or sickened at how young that is, let me explain. I would take it all back in a heartbeat if I could. I still consider myself to be a virging, as it wasn't entirely my choice. To be more specific, I did choose to do it, but only because I was six and didn't really know what I was agreeing to. If I had been just a little bit older, had just a little more knowledge on what exactly it was I had just said yes to, I would have never agreed. But anyway, enough of my rambling. Let's get on with the story.
I was just six years old, sitting in my aunt's house waiting for the school bus. The bus didn't pass my house, so every morning before leaving for work, my parents would drive my brothers and I over to my aunt's and we would wait there with my cousins until the bus came. My cousins were Susan, who was about nine, and Jerry, who was around 13. Those aren't there real names obviously, those are just fake names I've given them. Y'know, privacy reasons and all.
Anyways, one day Jerry told me to come to his room. He told me he wanted to show me something cool, and little six year old me would never turn down something cool. So I followed him to his room, where he told me he wanted to try something. Maybe it's worth mentioning here that Jerry had been doing a lot of things lately that I found a little... strange. Usual family hugs and kisses had turned into slightly longer ones, some of which I swore I could feel just the slightest bit of tongue in. Sometimes he'd ask me to sit on his lap and rock back and forth or bounce up and down. I didn't think anything of it at the time, but eventually I realised.
But back to the present. He said he wanted to try something, so I said okay. 'Think about something that feels good', he told me. Looking back now, I'm sure he meant it in a sexual sense, but at six years old I didn't know that. So I thought of the fuzzy velvet pencil a friend had shown me the day before. At the same time I felt his hand slip down my pants. I thought it was kinda strange, but I was six and he was twelve, he was older than me so he had to be smarter. I was sure he knew what he was doing. Eventually he stuck a finger or two 'inside me', for lack of better words. It didn't feel very good, but he was older and smarter and it didn't hurt too much so I didn't say anything.
Thankfully, it wasn't long before we heard my aunt calling out to say it was time to start waiting for the bus. He told me to make sure I didn't tell anybody what happened, so on my way out I grabbed their pet cat. and When my aunt asked me what I was doing in their, I told her I was getting the cat and when she asked why it took so long I said he wouldn't come out from under the bed. That wasn't the last time something sexual happened between us, and eventually it escalated into full on penetrative sex. It wasn't until fifth grade, when we were all just finding out where babies came from and how sex worked, that I realised what exactly he was doing. Once I found out, I wasn't sure what to think. It was hard for me to even see him when all our cousins came over to visit. My view on him had been changed.
To everybody rushing to lose their virginity so quick, I hope they get a message after reading this story. That message is, don't worry about rushing. Take it slow, don't worry about losing it before somebody else. I lost mine far too young, and I've spent so many years wishing I could change that. The way I viewed sex changed. Even in my life now, ten years later, I feel I'm far more sexual than I should be and I've always thought that experience might be a large contributing factor. Point is, don't worry. If you happen to choose to lose it at a young age, your choice. But don't worry about losing it as quickly as you can, just focus on making it as enjoyable as you can because in the end, achievements can be forgotten and memories can fade, but once it's lost you can never get your virginity back.
Most Helpful Guy