Boy victimized by Women Rapist

More often than not stories are surfacing of rapes of young boys. Not just stories involving the church. But  of  boys being victimized and  betrayed by women closest to them. Women they trust or even love.  For myself it was a family member. At the age seven I learned far too much about the birds and the bees.  It was of the most descriptive nature. I was shown and expected to do things I was afraid to do and knew were wrong .  What I didn’t know, I was taught and threaten if I told anyone. The “affair” went on for some time. Until I was finally separated from my abuser. This incident would mark and distort my view of sex and my own sexuality forever. We try and teach our sons to treat women with respect and that they are not pieces of meat for our pleasure. What of our daughters? This “affair” would be only the first of many  encounters with sex abuse I would have by men and women of all ages. Until this behavior became as normal to me as ridding a bike. In turn my thoughts would dwell on this and the beginning of my own string of sex abuse victims at the age of ten. Sex  can easily be abused or even turned into an addition and ruin lives forever. With the introduction of the Internet it couldn’t be easer. In my town there is a sex offender list and someone moves with in a mile of my home I get e-mailed. The number would scare you of how many there are. Both men and women. I have a wife who I have shared everything with. I don’t hate these people for what they did to me, maybe pity but not hate. I understand and have gotten help from other victims.  In many , many years of marriage I have never cheated on my wife. The fact is the world is a sick place and getting sicker by the minute. When you can find web sites showing people how to steal a child there’s a big problem. But for other victims of sex abuse who don’t get help the future may be grim. Often times I would bury my sham and guilt , in drinking and drugs Thinking some how it was my doing.  It never helped the pain was still there. Until I decided to deal with it. If you have been a victim of sexual abuse get help , No one causes someone else to abuse them. What do I think should be done with all sex abusers? I let you make up your own mind.  

The crackling sound of thunder could be heard for miles ..

The crackling sound of thunder could be heard for miles as a blinding flash of light illuminates the night sky. Clutching onto his little brother for dear life , Steven slowly makes his way up the razor sharp cliffs. “Hold on I see the light house! Billy did you here me?” Steven yells at his little brother, his voice shaking with panic. Billy fights to be heard, his voice is  silenced by the deafening sound of the pounding rain. Oh god I am slipping  Steven screams in his head, his fingers numb from the cold. He can hardly feel the rocks anymore.

Looking at his bother, seeing he is crying and frightened. “How could I let this happen?” Steven questions. It only takes a few seconds  for Steven to imagine hearing his father’s  scolding  voice, “Steven why did you let the boat get too close to the rocks? What where you thinking?”

Images of his mother crying over his brothers body replaced his thoughts of his father . (Crack!) another flash of lightening went racing across the heavens and Billy’s scream a woke Steven from his vision .

Feeling his grip on Billy’s jacket slipping; Steven commands, “Grab my arm!”

 Billy is froze like a statue, “I can’t I am too scared. ”

Desperate to save his brother, Steven lets go of the ledge above his head and slides down the sharp rocks beside his brother. Grabbing him in his arms Steven tries to comfort his seven year old brother. “ It’s going to be alright ..Billy you’ll see,” Fighting back is own tears with ever word he spoke.

(Splash!) The two brothers gasp for air; “ (cough! ) Come on ! have to get to higher ground. I’ll start and you hold onto my belt, you got it? ” Steven waits for Billy’s acknowledgement.

“ I..I.. got it Stevey,” Billy replies still shaking uncontrollably.

“O.k. here we go,” Said Steven trying to convince himself to move. In the blackness the two survivors  inch their way up the cliffs again.

 “Stevey I am scared!”

“Just keep moving Billy,” Steven shouts back. Blindly searching for his next grasp on the jagged rocks. “ahh!” Steven cries out in pain before he could stop himself.

 “What is it? What’s wrong?” Billy asks in his most urgent voice yet.

 “ Nothing , I am all right keep climbing,” Steven replies .

The blood is making it harder to hold on , Steven thinks to himself with his right hand throbbing.  “Billy I see a place to rest, hold on tight,” Steven announces to his younger sibling, who is growing more tired with each passing moment..

“Give me your hand Billy and I will pull you up…a little more, good, now move back under the cliff, out of the rain” .

Thinking how much better it felt to be out of the pounding of the rain. Steven moves closer to his brother and puts his arm round him. “ There is that better?”

Billy turns  struggling to make out Steven’s face in the blackness  whispering “Stevey we are going to …make it, right?”

Steven replies in a reassuring voice that only  a twelve year old big brother  could use. “ Yes of coarse silly, member the time we got stuck in that old tree house?” “ That was way worse then this”.

Billy adds, “ Yeah and dad came and put the ladder back up and saved us .You think dad will come for us this time?”

“Look don’t worry about that close your eyes and get some rest,” Steven instructs. There, the two brothers huddle together , cold , alone and frighten. the storm raging all around them . “Must stay awake.in case..,” And Steven fades to sleep with his brother resting his head on his chest.

“Steven!…Billy!,” yells a voice from below. It takes Steven a few moments to realizes he’s not dreaming.  “Billy wake up there’s somebody calling for us!”

Still in the blackness of night Steven cautiously feels his way to the edge of the cliff.  “Steven…Billy are you there?” The voice asked again sounding more desperate.

 

Steven shouts into the darkness, “Yes over here, we are over here!”

Billy now at Steven’s side, “Is it dad? Has he come for us?”

“I think it is Billy , I think it is” Steven tells Billy in a most optimistic tone. For the first time all night Steven feels real hope for their rescue.

“ Just stay there and we‘ll come to you, ”The voice instructs the boys.

 Their eyes filling with the bright light of flash lights moving in all directions. After a few minutes of listening hard to the soggy sounds of rubber boots stepping on wet rocks. Making a noise like a seal clapping at something funny .And the grunts men make when working hard. Then they see a figure of a man standing in front of them.

His flash light racing back and forth between the two tired wet little faces. In one giant sweep of his arms the man hugs the two brothers tightly.

“ Oh I thought I lost you both,” the man confesses  as tears start to stream down his face.

“But dad , the boat  I wrecked the boat,” Steven tells his father in his best grown up voice. Expecting for his father to lecture him right there.

“I don’t care about the boat Steven …only you and your brother,  that’s what matters to me,” Steven’s father says in a whisper of a voice.

Steven grabs his father around the neck and hugs him tightly .

 “ I love you both so much …let’s go home,” Said Stevens father.