The hardest addiction I was able to get rid of was masturbation.
Then, I don't sleep until I do it.
It became part of me.
It wasn't my fault though, I tried looking for a girlfriend maybe that would help cure my sexual urge but again, I prefer older ladies to young girls.
It's what I really got used to and wasn't my fault.
Sis Dara was a Nurse, a beautiful young lady in our street back then, she was one of the top educated youths and was in her early 30s. I was around 7-8years old.
During summer break, we are always asked to go to her house
For summer lesson as she was cheaper than school summer lesson.
The first day an incident happened, we were just two who came for the lesson, it's always in her room.
Charles was sleeping off in class, but his bad habit was to put one hand in his short playing with his penis
While leaking his tongue while sleeping, when Sis Dara saw her sleeping, she slapped his hand and asked him to take it off.
Some min later, Charles did it again.
She instructed Charles to stand up and pull off all his clothes while raising his hands.
It was a funny scene
Charles was wide awake as he was serving his punishment, I looked at him and giggle, and that was how sis Dara said I should do the same thing since I knew how to laugh at people.
Me that I had no shame, I stripped straight up while reciting the multiplication table she was
Teaching us.
She made fun of how my penis was bigger than my age and just said things to get at me so I would feel the punishment.
When stubborn Charles couldn't hold it anymore, he took his clothes and ran off 😂.
Sis Dara knew Charles mum wasn't that well cooked.
She knew she would be in trouble if Charles explains what just happened to people, so she asked me to wear my things and begged me to lie about everything that just happened.
She gave me a biscuit, and I joined her team.
When Charles started telling our parents, I kept saying
"Aha! Charles! That's a lie."
After a few days in the summer break, Charles stopped coming so it was only me.
She wasn't in the room when I came in but her room was opened.
I sat on her bed that was on the floor at the upper right of the room.
She came in with a towel around her
She was coming from the bathroom as she was living in a shared apartment ( Face me I face you)
She didn't really see me at first when she came in as she was replying someone from their passage.
She locked the door and turned around naked.
She saw me and didn't look surprised.
I was innocent, and it was my first time of actually seeing a naked woman that close.
She asked me if I know what her boobs are called, I said yes.
She asked me to touch and raped me.
I was so young, and she probably thought I wouldn't remember.
She did it multiple times
She would ask me to perform oral sex on her and all.
I had no idea what I was doing.
It all stopped when she moved out of the street.
But then, I was left with the experience, looking for what to do with it and who to do it with.
I didn't see anyone.
I grew up learning how to pleasure myself, dating older girls since I find them more attractive than my age mates.
It took me a long time to be able to share with my friends and see if anyone could come up with help or something.
They were saying I enjoyed it and laughing
I couldn't tell my parents as they were a bit strict.
There was no platform for that type of conversation.
It was an alone struggle.
No therapist, no parenting advice, nothing.
Sis Dara, If you are reading this, just know you destroyed my childhood and a big part of my life.
To everyone reading, there is nothing like a man enjoying a rape.
Rape is rape and should be treated as a crime that it is.
Child rape is common and required necessary awareness it deserves.
Don't be mute, speak out, Sọ̀rọ̀sókè and share your story for others to learn

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