Hey there currently you might be snuggled in your bed looking for a story to take you away somewhere else. well, this is my story and although it will take you somewhere I highly doubt it would be somewhere pleasant now buckle up and eyes on me (i really think banter is important). In my defense, I do think I am well versed in this kinda situation but ill let you be the judge of that. the year is 1998 and as a 15-year-old I have my fair share of crushes but let's not be fooled. these two crushes were not just two ordinary boys oh no you see they were two men who were brothers and well the younger one is called daniel and he was my first everything (i know that's corny but he really was). I like him a lot and he liked me a lot and well obviously for two people that like each other we did things lovers only know of. I touched his hands while he touched my heart. he was well off, came from the richest family in our village, he was very sweet, and yes of course very handsome. his jaw is not very well defined but you could see a bit of the man he is if you look closer, his beard is a bit scraggly because he just turned 19. his dad liked me very much, his mom on the other hand didn't and that's where the trouble began!