So it all started in the summer of 2017, my parents decided to leave me with uncle G for the month of July because they wanted to go on a solo vacation for their 10 year anniversary. The first night was normal nothing crazy. Same thing with the second and third night. But on July 4th, 2017 at 7:23pm everything became trauma. Earlier that day, uncle G left me home alone from 6am-7pm. When he finally came home, you could see how drunk he was that I was lowkey worried about it but I stayed in my room. At 7:14pm I heard him watching sexual content on his phone. At 7:20pm he yelled my name, I stayed quiet and pretended I was asleep, and at 7:23pm he slammed my door wide open.
I was frightened as a sat up trying not to cry. At the door was uncle G with porn still playing on his phone on his right hand and a flesh light on his left hand. I started crying at that moment because he was walking towards me. “Don’t start crying now, I haven’t even touched you yet,” he said as he stood in front of me. Even if I screamed, at this point the fireworks were being lit and the explosions of them would cover up my screams. Uncle G started to undress me pretty quickly and I tried my hardest to fight back but a hard punch from him straight to my head made me surrender.
After that punch he told me, “Good boy son, let uncle G see how your body is doing.” I cried as he ran his hands over my tummy and to my thighs. When he reached my thighs, he spread my legs to give him a visible view of my dick and balls. He played with the tip for a couple of seconds before he flipped me over. Once I was in my tummy, he got a belt to tie my hands to my back and grabbed another belt to spank my bare butt. For five straight minutes I screamed and cried hoping to be heard even though I felt like this was my final moments of life. I remember screaming for my mom and hearing him laugh. When he stopped, there’s about three minutes of silence and just noice of the fireworks and him getting fully undressed. Till this day I still remember hearing his zipper being unzipped and his pants being removed from his body.
After those three minutes, he grabbed my ankles and started rubbing my feet on his dick. I was like a size 5 or 6 at the time and uncle G was enjoying rubbing his tip between my toes. At some point he started licking my feet. It was roughly around 9pm when he stopped, I was still crying and hoping that I could be heard since there wasn’t that many fireworks going off anymore. But uncle G had everything planned. He used a durag to cover my mouth. After putting the durag on my mouth he got on top of me and started rubbing his tip between my cheeks. I was crying and trying to wiggle away from him but he had me pinned down.
He stood up and pulled me to the edge of my bed where my toes barely touched the floor. He knelt down and slowly spread my cheeks open. “Look at this little hole, you’re so pink and tight Justin. Just how your uncle likes it,” uncle G said. I felt his tongue touch my hole and started to cry again but some moans came out of me while crying. He licked and spat on my hole making it as wet and moist as possible. He stood back up and said, “This is going to be your best night ever.” And right after that he penetrated my virgin hole raw making whine. I tried to get him off but I was very much weak at that point. Uncle G proceeded to rape me until I fainted. As much as I can remember, he raped me for about 15-20 minutes before I fainted. After that it’s unsure how much longer he went raping while I was fainted.
When I woke up the next day, July, 5th, 2017 at 11:34am, I was still naked and tied. My uncle was passed out beside me like really passed out. I started crying quietly because I of course remembered everything that happened to me. I cried myself back to sleep and woke back up at 1:09pm because my uncle woke me up. As he removed the durag off my mouth I remembered screaming and crying to him, “Please don’t hurt me stay away from me.” I was panicking because he literally left me traumatized. He tried calming me down but with him touching my shoulder was having me panic even more.
He got annoyed of my panicking and smacked me in the face and said to shut the fuck up and to stop moving. I cried quietly as he untied my hands and setting me free. Once I was freed I got the furthest corner of my bed and uncle G left my room and closed my door. He slipped a piece of paper under the door and it said; “What happened last night never happened. You were only dreaming no matter what you say to anyone there’s no proof of it. I love you.” I started crying and stayed the whole day in my room.
Fortunately for me nothing else happened the rest of the time being there. But the awkwardness and silence was so unbearable and I was desperate to leave. I wish I had a phone at that time to call for help but I was literally stuck with no phone. Uncle G made sure I was eating. Till this day I still have that letter he gave me. I have yet told anyone about this and I’m probably never going to tell anyone. Because who’s going to believe that a little boy got raped by his uncle. Uncle G talks to me like nothing never happened. In 2021 he tried to convince me that I should let him fuck me but this time he gots my consent to do so. I said no and that I don’t have no respect for him anymore. He tells me I’m so delusional and to get over.
But yeah this is my story of me getting raped my uncle. For those who like there stories I hope you enjoyed this. I’m now 21, I’m still having trauma attacks from that night. But I’m still alive and I’m happy to be alive.
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