In January I will have to go back to my small hometown and face the people that abused me when I was young. It happened right after I graduated from High School. I was walking home from work one night from the local store when a care pulled up. It was four boys that went to our school who made my life miserable the entire time. I was smaller than most boys and not athletic.
They pulled up and asked me if I needed a ride, I knew better so I said no. They drove away and then as I walked past a dark alley two of them jumped me and pulled me into the car. I was wedged between them in the back seat as they drove me out of town to a very isolated spot. I expected them to just beat me but instead they said I had to s*** their dicks.
I told them no but I was forced to my knees and chocked until I opened my mouth and did what they demanded. Each of them made me s*** them until they finished and held my head so I had to swallow. They told me if I said anything to anyone they would come over to my house and make me pay. I was living alone with my mom and little sister and I know what they would done to her.
They left me there and I had to walk home. I never said anything but the next day I heard from a friend that they had told everyone I had done it willingly and I was just a f***** cocksucker. And I know most people would believe that.
I packed up what little I owned and left. My sister moved out of town soon after and moved in with an aunt. My mom stayed but I know she believed what those boys told everyone.
She just recently passed and I have to go and take care of things. I know those boys still live there and I am afraid but I know I have to face my fears and maybe get people to believe my side of the story. I suspect they have done the same thing to other boys but they come from big powerful families so I don’t expect justice.
