Gay Raped At 12!I am now 19, so this story goes back a few years. I was gay raped by a guy called Chris, who lived next door to us. He was 15 at the time and i was 12.
We both have younger brothers, and it first happened when the four of us where playing in a 'den' we had built in the hedge of a field. The four of us where there one day, and my and his brother went off somewhere, but as i gut up to follow, i remember Chris grabbing my shirt and pulling me back saying 'No, wait a minute'. He pulled me back and sat me on his knee, and practically stuck his tongue down my throat. My heart was pounding, and my mind just went blank. I just didn't know what to think. He was a much taller guy than me being well over 6ft. So i didnt even try to push him off. I wasn't gay then, and i'm not gay now, and i hated every moment of it! I never told my parents, as they where very good friends with his family, and didn't want all of the publicity if it got out into the media. And so, like a fool, i suffered in silence. He used to hang around our back door when we where going out in the eveings and ask if he could join us. My mum always said yes. He would then get into me at every oppotunity i was alone.
However, about 8 months of this happening, he was diagnosed with cancer and died about a year later. I was so relieved when i heard! I still to this day wonder if it was a co-incidence? Maybe the creater was watching over me more than i though....
I have only told two of my closest friends about this. I've never told my parents about it, as they have many happy memories with him. But it really hurts when my mum remembers him as a 'lovley, caring, thoughtfull young man'. I tend remember him as a 'Devious, diceptive, crook'!