I was 9 years old when four boys I knew invited me in for a soda. This was nothing new for any of my friends so I didn’t think anything about it. Once in we had a coke and began to shoot the breeze. What happened next was not expected.
All four boys grabbed me and tore my clothes off and held me down while one boy put his penis in my mouth. I wasn’t smart enough to bite it, I was too scared. I screamed and wiggled around while boys held me down and then, they were down.
I put my clothes on and went home. I never told anyone, my mother is the last person I would tell. She would say I instigated it.
For many years I didn’t think it was rape because I wasn’t penetrating but that is not what rape is. Being sexually assaulted is being forced or pressured to endure any sex act. I’ve never written about that day but have been feeling very raw lately and want to share to help someone else.
Sexual assault is an act in which one intentionally sexually touches another person without that person’s consent, or coerces or physically forces a person to engage in a sexual act against their will. Wikipedia
National Sexual Assault Hotline