My Introduction..please respond *warning - explicit; probably huge trigger*
StrangerInAStrangeLand
Registrant
Hello to all. This is my first post, and I can't decide what I want to talk about, so I guess I'll just tell my story and take it from there. My name is Chris, I'm 16 years old, and last year in August was the time of the worst day of my life. I was walking home from a friends, and a middle-aged man in a black car was sitting in a parking lot just past my street. Realizing I'd gone too far, I looked up, and he said hi. I said hi, and he replied "wanna get high?" Naive as I was, I decided that this was a good idea. He told me to get in the car, and we drove off. He mumbled something about a pipe at his house. On the way, I attempted to make small talk, but he was strangely quiet. We pulled up to a nice little rambler in a suburban neighborhood. We got out and stepped into his room, which was a perfect den of debauchery. I can see it and smell it as I'm writing. There was drug paraphanalia everywhere, and raunchy porno mags on the table. He proceeded to pull out a strange-looking pipe that I didn't recognize. After a few seconds, I realized this was becuase I had never seen a crank pipe. This was the moment I became really scared. I thought I was here to smoke some pot and just chill. He passed it towards me, and I waved my hand in a dismissing motion. After hitting it a few more times, he again handed it to me. I hesitated, wondering what would happen if I refused. I took it, and did my best to mimic his motions. This continued for a few more minutes, and I asked him if he had any pot, desperately trying to change the situation. This question seemed to stump him. After a minute, he said he could get some. After a phone call and more hits of that chlorine-tasting stuff, he mumbles "I'll give you a 20-bag if you let me suck your dick." I tried to say no thanks, but he kept staring and asking again. The look in his eyes paralyzed me. I decided it would be best to go along with it. I picked up a porno mag and sat down next to him. He started fondling my groin and proceeded to suck me off. After I pulled up my pants and had some more fucking crank, he says "You suck dick?" I put up little resistance. At this point, I was absolutely terrified. Of what, I don't know. I just kept thinking that If I just "went with it," things would be okay. I was afraid he might even kill me, although he had made no threat of harm. When I was doing it, I wanted his cum more than anything in the world. I thought If got him to orgasm, he would be done and I could finally get out of there. But after a while he commanded, "roll over." I did, and he raped me. It was the most excruciating physical pain I have ever felt. This cycle repeated again for another hour and a half, after which he finally acquiesced to my comments about needing to be home soon. Before I got out, I made sure he gave me the 20 dollars. I just wanted some small compensation for whatever it was just happened. That is my ultimate shame. There were so many opportunities for me to avoid it all. I could have kept walking home. I could have ducked out the back door of his house. I could have protested more strongly. And afterwards, he paid me like some kind of whore. Well, I have to go, and writing this has been emotionally exhausting. Please respond. I hope to become a part of this online community. Perhaps it will help me find strength.
P.S. If mods, etc. find this post too explicit, please do not delete it. Move it or something. This was very hard to write and I don't know how else to say it.
P.S. If mods, etc. find this post too explicit, please do not delete it. Move it or something. This was very hard to write and I don't know how else to say it.
Chris, i'm sorry to here that happened to to you. A similar thing happend to me when i was 14-i'm now 21. I cant stress enough that it was a really brave thing you did telling yur story. i still cant tell mine. it is the first step to puting all this shit behind you -so i hear.