First and foremost... my youth pastor isn't a fool.
He knows what he speaks of.
How many abstract thoughts does one have at age 11?
Well... I had none... all my thoughts where concrete so when someone says... hey it's okay to do this... I go along. It goes along with th analogy.. at that time in age.. if someone told me every day of my life that I was a duck... I eventually might have believed it. I am not sacrificing my friend for Jesus... I am making sure in every possible way that no thought, feeling, actions that could cause either one of us to fall takes place! I thought this through... I didn't make things sound worse than they really where. The blame is not a piece of this puzzle. My body was used. I was used. Whether or not I said yes, or no. The abuse of my body took place. i wasn't raped or beaten but ABUSE DID HAPPEN. No questions asked. I abused my body with another boy. I was abused.