I've been aware of cblf's existence for a while now but I haven't had the guts to post until now. First of all I'd like to tell you all how glad I am to not be alone. There's nothing wrong with me, or any of us. It's how The Good Lord made us!

That said, I came here to tell you about my most recent experiences, in the hopes that my story will serve as a warning.

A few weeks ago I was in a chat room for young teens in the hopes of finding a cute new YF. It had been awhile since my last one and the loneliness was becoming debilitating. Imagine my happiness, my relief, when I found one! We'll call him H. He was 13 and a really awesome kid and we had a lot in common, and we even exchanged pics. He didn't mind me being so old and he looked just like Justin Bieber. We had long, meaningful chats and then I got up the nerve to suggest meeting in person. I cried tears of relief when he said yes! He gave me his address and even asked that I bring wine coolers and condoms and against my better judgment, I bought them at the store on the way over. He lived two states away but I didn't care. When I pulled up to his house he almost immediately came to the door and called me over. He looked similar enough to his pics from a distance. I got into his house and tried to give him a big hug but he stepped away and told me he was going to go take the brownies he made out of the oven and invited me to have a seat. I was confused. I didn't smell any brownies, but I took a seat over there anyway and waited.

When I heard footsteps I jumped to my feet and ran to the doorway, enveloping the person who emerged in a great big bear hug. He didn't feel as I thought he would but I was just so glad to have a boy's body pressed against mine that I didn't care!

But then the person I was holding said, "Why don't you have a seat over there?" and I finally noticed the camera crew...

I released the man I had been hugging, obviously middle aged and not the cute preteen I'd greeted just moments ago, and took a seat over there again. He introduced himself as Chris Hansen and I knew I was in trouble.

Long story short, he had the chat logs I'd shared with H. This is my last night at home for a long time. I start my year long prison sentence tomorrow morning, bright and early.

So that's my story. Please, brothers, be careful. Hide behind at least 7 proxies if you're able.