ElySioNs
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He is my brother's best friend. They have been close since childhood and so we knew each other quite well. He has been learning guitar for a very long time and is really good at it. So when I was thinking of learning guitar and he was home for the college break, my mom suggested that I ask him. Everyone adores him, especially my parents.
I went to his home one day to learn. It started off fine. He said he would like to talk about the chords and strings before he starts on the guitar. As he was talking he started putting his hands on my thighs. I felt uncomfortable but I kept quiet because I thought I was just overreacting. I have been sexually abused before so I tend to be uncomfortable when guys get close to me. I gave him the benefit of doubt. I shouldn't have. He started lingering his hands and moving it a little further up. I froze. He then suddenly started kissing my neck. I asked him to stop and he just hushed me and told me to relax and it would all be over and that he needed this. I told him no but he kept on going while telling me it is ok and that he loved me. I got really scared. I didn't fight back or push him away or shout. I just kept saying no while trying to cover myself. I really started crying loudly when he entered me. It felt so unreal, I just wanted to be anywhere else.
He kept telling me I was a good girl. He made me cum. I don't care how my body reacted or how I felt but I didn't want that. I was so disgusted with myself that when he had finished I started crying again.
He just told me that it's would all be ok and that he would like to do it again sometime. I laid there in his bed for a little while trying to calm down before I practically ran out of the house and went home.
Until his break ended I kept making excuses to avoid him especially being alone with him. I couldn't tell anyone. One time, I didn't know he was at home, hanging out with my brother and he just came into my room. He asked me if I wanted to join them for a movie. He just stood there and I started shaking. It was horrible. He came closer and sat down. Then he proceeded to tell me that he knows I am avoiding him and that I was overreacting and we just had a "little fun". He also said that he knows I enjoyed it. I said that I didn't want it but he said that if I really didn't want it I would have stopped him. I know he is wrong but I feel like this was all my fault. I don't want to see him again. Ever.
There is no point even trying to tell anyone. They wouldn't believe me. Last year a girl, I knew had something similar happen to her at a party and she was labelled a sl\*t. I've heard guys talking about her in a really disgusting manner. I hated it and tried to get them to at least stop making jokes but they honestly didn't care. I stopped hanging out with them and even became distant with my brother.
I didn't intend to be this descriptive but I felt like I should get at least some parts of it off my shoulders. There is more that happened but I need some time to process it.
I went to his home one day to learn. It started off fine. He said he would like to talk about the chords and strings before he starts on the guitar. As he was talking he started putting his hands on my thighs. I felt uncomfortable but I kept quiet because I thought I was just overreacting. I have been sexually abused before so I tend to be uncomfortable when guys get close to me. I gave him the benefit of doubt. I shouldn't have. He started lingering his hands and moving it a little further up. I froze. He then suddenly started kissing my neck. I asked him to stop and he just hushed me and told me to relax and it would all be over and that he needed this. I told him no but he kept on going while telling me it is ok and that he loved me. I got really scared. I didn't fight back or push him away or shout. I just kept saying no while trying to cover myself. I really started crying loudly when he entered me. It felt so unreal, I just wanted to be anywhere else.
He kept telling me I was a good girl. He made me cum. I don't care how my body reacted or how I felt but I didn't want that. I was so disgusted with myself that when he had finished I started crying again.
He just told me that it's would all be ok and that he would like to do it again sometime. I laid there in his bed for a little while trying to calm down before I practically ran out of the house and went home.
Until his break ended I kept making excuses to avoid him especially being alone with him. I couldn't tell anyone. One time, I didn't know he was at home, hanging out with my brother and he just came into my room. He asked me if I wanted to join them for a movie. He just stood there and I started shaking. It was horrible. He came closer and sat down. Then he proceeded to tell me that he knows I am avoiding him and that I was overreacting and we just had a "little fun". He also said that he knows I enjoyed it. I said that I didn't want it but he said that if I really didn't want it I would have stopped him. I know he is wrong but I feel like this was all my fault. I don't want to see him again. Ever.
There is no point even trying to tell anyone. They wouldn't believe me. Last year a girl, I knew had something similar happen to her at a party and she was labelled a sl\*t. I've heard guys talking about her in a really disgusting manner. I hated it and tried to get them to at least stop making jokes but they honestly didn't care. I stopped hanging out with them and even became distant with my brother.
I didn't intend to be this descriptive but I felt like I should get at least some parts of it off my shoulders. There is more that happened but I need some time to process it.
