I.m 58 and have never spoken openly about an experience i had as a13 year old. I was young and confident a naughty lad very cocky thought i knew about life I was drinking and smoking usual teenage stuff.I met a man he would have been at a guess in his late 30's his name was Malcolm a local DJ he was friendly and after a while invited me to help him on an evening gig and as it would be a late finish stay at his place. The alarm bells didnt ring even when my Father warned me about certain men.
There was no gig we met he plied me with drink and excuses and back to his flat he encouraged me to get in to bed with him I still didnt think anything was wrong but when he began to touch me I froze with fear here was the reality I let him do what he wanted he put my hand on his now erect penis and he started to masturbate me he was kissing and touching me I laid still till he finished. In the morning I left I was terrified people would find out think I was gay.
It changed me I became quiet and withdrawn unable to concentrate I felt a failure.
It took me many years to come to terms with it I married and raised three children but the memory never left me.
I have since had gay experiences which i have enjoyed
Talking about it has helped
There was no gig we met he plied me with drink and excuses and back to his flat he encouraged me to get in to bed with him I still didnt think anything was wrong but when he began to touch me I froze with fear here was the reality I let him do what he wanted he put my hand on his now erect penis and he started to masturbate me he was kissing and touching me I laid still till he finished. In the morning I left I was terrified people would find out think I was gay.
It changed me I became quiet and withdrawn unable to concentrate I felt a failure.
It took me many years to come to terms with it I married and raised three children but the memory never left me.
I have since had gay experiences which i have enjoyed
Talking about it has helped