The very first time you returned from the boarding school I noticed it was uncle Seun that brought you home I felt so bad because I knew it was going to be for me another night of pains and shame, for he had been molesting me prior to when you came in from school. He came in with a sanitary pad and asked you to go freshen up after which he would teach you how to fix the pad on your panties. You went in to shower and Sarah went to our room too, I was left with only uncle Seun in the sitting room, he beckoned on me to come and have me sit on his laps. While he carried me on his legs, I noticed he lowered his right hand into my shorts and was squeezing my penis. I felt so much pains and as I tried to scream he covered my mouth with the other hand while he continued his act. By the time you had finished having your bathe, he quickly brought me down and asked me to go to the bathroom and freshen up (so you would suspect nothing). Sissy, I was abused and started masturbating at the age of 10. Your first day at choir rehearsals, I wasn’t so happy. I felt uncle Seun was going to use you the same way he had been using me. I couldn’t bring myself to discourage you from joining the choristers because it was obvious that your mind was made up. When you came back home and told me that the choirmaster would like to see me at the next rehearsals, I knew what it was for. I knew it wasn’t for rehearsals. It’s been long since we last saw each other owing to his busy schedules so he had to change our meeting time and place to during choir rehearsals. I don’t know why he allowed the devil to use him, but sissy that day he left you with the piano and took me far away to another corner of the church with the guitar, we weren’t actually learning the guitar as a matter of fact I haven’t started my guitar lessons. Uncle Seun took me that far because he didn’t want you to see us, he was actually abusing me and rubbing his palm on my private part and what seems like a molten substance would pour out into my boxers. At a point that day he stopped rubbing me and asked me to do it all by myself, at first I hesitated but he threatened to beat me up and so I obeyed. He gave me a mirror to hold in my left hand, while I used my right hand to rub on my private part. As he watched me masturbate, he laughed hysterically (you hadn’t heard him because of the piano and the way he stroke the guitar to deceive whosoever was in sight), he said I was now a man. Sissy of a truth I felt dirty, my hands smelled of semen almost every now and then. I couldn’t bring myself to tell aunty Shade, I knew she would be disappointed, I thought it was something I could fight all by myself. One Friday after rehearsals, he asked me if I had ever tried having sex before, I was shocked to the bones as I wondered why my choirmaster would be asking a boy that wasn’t even up to 12 years that question. I shook my head in negation. He told me that the feeling sex gives is out of this world, he said I would enjoy it more than masturbation owing to the fact that it involves a female. By this point I had come to enjoy masturbating (I would stay in the bathroom for up to two hours while having my bathe; I made sure Sarah and aunty Shade had their bathe before me each day so that no one would hurry me out of our bathroom. While having my bathe, I would masturbate and I would moan too) I didn’t know that Sarah stood at the door of the bathroom and by the time I was done, she began to query me as to what made me waste time in the bathroom and while I was making strange sounds. I told her I would explain to her if only she won’t tell Aunty Shade, Sarah agreed. That night while I had my bathe again, I remembered the question uncle Seun asked me about ever having sex before coupled with Sarah’s question of why I was always wasting time in the bathroom and I made up my mind to have sex with my kid sister. Few minutes after I had undressed in the bathroom, I beckoned on Sarah to come in; I undressed her and right there and then I had sex with my kid sister. I watched her wriggle in pain and I began to wonder why uncle Seun told me that it was better whereas all I felt was pains, regrets and guilt……. to have sex than masturbate. Sarah bled for quite some time and she wept profusely too. I began to weep with my sister the moment I saw that she was in pains and never enjoyed the act. Uncle Seun had lied to me that I would enjoy it When I told uncle Seun that I had sex with my sister, he bought me a bottle of mineral and said I was now a grown up man. But he told me he had never had sex with anybody, he was into men. (This explains the reason why he stopped talking to Zina,)! ZINA: At this point in time, I was sitting on the floor and weeping profusely. My siblings and I had gone beyond control and yet our parents are ministers of the gospel. I
hated the church and all it stands for, I hate pastors, and I hate missionaries. The world would have been a better place if I was an orphan. If I had seen Uncle Seun, this very minute, I would have a knife pass through his stomach and surface at his back. I would make him pay for all he made my siblings go through. While I planned with my siblings on what to do next, aunty Shade came home and broke the news of her getting married to us!..............
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