I’m 28 now but when I was 9 my older brother started touching me while I was sleeping, masturbated me and rub his penis in my ass.
I suddenly changed personality, from an extroverted kid to a very introverted one, always in my room, no friends, almost all my puberty depressed, I tried to never mention his name again, just call him "the other one" (I have another brother) and trying to keep always an eye on my little sister, worry about he will try the same with her.
I don’t know if it was not obvious for my parents the change in personality and my strong reluctance to be in the same place with him, now I know these and other behaviors I had then, are clearly a sign of child sexual abuse, but my parents are catholic (we live in South America) and they had an excellent relation with their families, so, they would never thought in something like this.
My dad change, for him been a good brother is very important and he never understood why I start hating my older brother. Why always when he talked something about him, I did faces, and why I transformed in a crybaby loner.
My mom for the other side interpreted this as a behavior- adolescence issue and start overprotecting me even more. Cause I didn’t have a social life and was very quit she always put me like an example of discipline, academically and at home, and we - my mom and I- formed a strong relationship that all the others- included my dad and sister- feel alienated from it.
So, this maked even greater the distance between my father and me. For him, I just was a bitter and loner guy that hated my siblings and didn’t have friends.
When I start university I meet many people very similar to me and I try to take command of my life and not be sad anymore. I made friends for the first time, and had a pretty busy social and cultural life in the visual arts faculty.
But also I started my sexual life, and I actually had from the beginning some quite unhealthy patterns: anonymous sex in public places, sex with guys I just met in gay bars, sex in gay saunas, and never getting out of the closed. So I never had an emotional evolved relationship with a partner and I was playing with my life having unsafe sex on this AIDS age. I’m negative but I aware that my unhealthy sexuality had a big deal to do with the sexual abuse I had.
I'll apologize in advance for the long post, but I am bearing my soul, and sharing this for the first time.
When I was a young, curious, confused teenager (prolly 15 or so, maybe a bit older) I made the mistake of letting my curiosity get the better of me. Twice I felt my younger (by 2 years) sister's vagina in her sleep. I sort of touched around, by the opening and a little bit in the first time, but not the second (like to your first knuckle from completely outside, but she was still a virgin, and I don't think i was doing it right anyway, so i wonder if it was even penetration). I never tried to give her pleasure, to kiss, or to lick, never touched her clit, and I never jerked off or even played with my penis or touched her with it. The second time, she woke up and said "gross". I feigned starting awake from her response and asked what woke her, to which she just went right back to sleep.
Perhaps a year or two prior, we had both been curious about the other sex's body, so we would innocently show each other and do the same with our 2 best friends. Puberty makes kids do silly things. I did notice that she shied away from it first. Actually, we were pretty open with each other about our private parts as children, and didn't really see anything wrong with running around the house naked.
I am 24 now, and I have ever since been filled with guilt and regret over the whole situation. What made it worse was that both times were when we were sharing a bed on vacation. I feel like I have totally failed her and violated her trust - as a big brother, family member, and a friend - and have sullied the sibling bond.
I don't know if she remembers any of it, or how it's affected her; we'd always had a strained relationship as kids and I thought she didn't like me anyway before that, so any negative emotion was not particularly new. She has never confronted or talked to me about any of it.
We're both adults and graduated from college now, and it seems the our relationship has turned a total 180 in the past two years. I am very happy to get to connect with my sister and have a positive, mutual, respectful relationship with her that we've never had before. However, this incident lingers in the back of my mind always, and I feel like such a horrible person, brother, and man for doing it in the first place and for having never owned up to it and apologized to her. I have been working myself up to it and just putting it into the open with her.
I don't know what would happen because of that. I would not hope for forgiveness, but only an understanding that, curious teenage boy i may have been, I know what I did was wrong and am truly from the depths of my soul sorry for what I've done and how it might have affected her; that I've been truly sorry from the moment it happened; that, despite our strained childhood, i always wanted deep down for her to be my best friend; that I have always worried for her and loved her.
I don't know how sufficient this is, and I won't speculate to, as in the end, the judgement belongs to her and her alone. All I want to do is clear the air between us, to let the truth be told, to accept responsibility for my actions, and for the both of us to be able to move forward in life on higher ground. Of course, I want to keep my sister and our new mature relationship, and so I hope that she concludes that my self now is much different and truer than the me who did this to her in utter confusion and curiosity, but that is not my decision to make.
Make what you will of this, I do not mind. It has torn me apart for the last decade (? I honestly can't recall a date when it happened), and putting it into words has to be the first step towards admitting my faults and righting my wrongs to her.
They're pretty cool.
shit guys, sorry, i thought I was replying to the thread about indians.
Mine is also a little long...
My little sister and I were also touched by our older brother. He is about 2 years older, and she is about 2 years younger.
I don't remember how old I was. 8, 11, I'm not sure. But I was young.
It usually happened in the form of a "game." A few times, when my parents were away, he had this game where the first person to make any sound had to take a piece of clothes off. In the end all 3 of us would be naked. I don't know if it happened the first time or not but eventually he touched us and had us touch him.
Being so young and stupid, the game seemed weird but I didn't know how wrong it was.
He also tried to get us to watch porn. I think that's the very first thing that happened. We found old porn in the attic and he turned it on. He would watch stuff on the computer in the living room when it was just us.
One day at a get-together with some of my parents friends, they had kids around our age. A boy my age, a girl my sister's age and another girl who was probably 5. Just to be silly we played 5 minutes of heaven. Everyone pretty much just sat in the dark in a closet for 5 minutes, no one even attempted to touch me any of the times. Kissing only happened when we played Truth or Dare, and that's the most that happened. I was distracted one of the times my brother was in there, but the other kids decided to play a joke and open the closet door early. Everyone says the girl he was with had her pants down. My sister swears to it to this day. The girl he was in there with was the 5 year old girl. I wonder to this day, and feel horrified about it.
My brother also pulled other boys into it. Back then my brother was the one I looked up to, before I realized what he had been doing. Once I wanted to hang out with him and his friends. He told me that in order to get into their guys club I had to let one of them touch his penis to my vagina. The boy was also young, a year younger than me. It only touched, didn't do any more than that, I wonder if it bothers him now, or if he remembers it?
He also humped me a few times. Once he was naked and I ran away and he chased me into my parent's room. I jumped into the covers and wrapped myself up really tight so he couldn't get me, and he just humped me through the blankets. He stopped doing things like this as I got older, but he would do things to my sister, like grab her boob. He did this once, right in the kitchen when my mom was right there with her back turned.
I am 23 now. I'm engaged and have gotten through alot with him. He knows about what happened to me back then, but it still causes problems sometimes.
My sister went through some really hard times. In middle school and early high school she did alot of bad things. She hated my dad and he thought she was a spoiled brat. I don't know what age we were when we started talking to eachother about what happened back then. Us being able to talk about it helped both of us alot, but we still haven't told our parents or confronted our brother about what happened. My brother is a bit of a shut-in now. He plays video games most of the time. I think it bothers him too, but I'm not sure.
I know some day I will have to say something. I want my brother to get help. He needs help, but I haven't been able to tell my parents. I don't know how to.
You're a piece of shit for telling him he should commit suicide and that he's a fag. What does it make his brother for molested him, I think what.needs to happen is you need to commit suicide for saying that. I had the same thing happen to me, this guys story is close to mine, but people accept my.brother.like he's somebody that's worthy of respect, and look at me like I'm a piece of shit for trying to seek help for the rage and anger I have inside toward him, it crippled me for years, the hypocrisy that people have made me hateful there were times I planner to commit murder, but god saves me right when I need him, every time I need him , and I'm not gay, I encourage the guy who posted this to be strong and be aggressive toward people who challenge you any Christians who tell you you're going to hell I would slap the fuck out of them, especially.if they are Christians who know you're.brother and he's going in o heaven.or treat him like he has a.legitimate chance of going, be strong and don't give up, never give up, at least you can stand before god and tell.him your service for him was that you didn't commit suicide.
Well around th he time I was 4-6 my moms, friends, daughters, brother made me his girlfriend. At that time I was very young and thought of it as a game. I am 11 and almost 12 now and still remember a lot of it. I was really gullible and he'd say to close my eyes, and that he had a "lollipop" for me and told me to stick my hands out. He'd then place his # on my hand and i thought it was gross and would let it drop out of my hands. At that time we visited a lot! There wasn't really anything sexual tho. He'd give me kisses when people weren't around. And we usually hung out a lot. His age was around 10-12 at the time. One day when I was a bit older I got sick of all the kisses and his #. And told him "I don't like it I'm sick of it and that I think it's disgusting" I never said it as a breakup tho. He did stop for sure tho and nothing really happened after. Yet I somewhat feel bad cause ever since then he'd look at me sadly, act as if I'm not there, I haven't even talked to him since then even after all the times I've gotten to be near him. I never talked to him either tho. Of course I didn't know that what I had been doing was bad and thought it was some type of game or like tv where people had gf's and bf's. I've never told anyone about this at all. And I'm not planning to. It was a small thing and not worth telling my family. If I told my friends soon enough it would get all over the school and for the people who knew what a slut was they'd be calling me that for sure. I just thought I should share this with people who don't know me at all. I live in wisconsin if u wanted to know... but I guess that's really all...
Well around th he time I was 4-6 my moms, friends, daughters, brother made me his girlfriend. At that time I was very young and thought of it as a game. I am 11 and almost 12 now and still remember a lot of it. I was really gullible and he'd say to close my eyes, and that he had a "lollipop" for me and told me to stick my hands out. He'd then place his # on my hand and i thought it was gross and would let it drop out of my hands. At that time we visited a lot! There wasn't really anything sexual tho. He'd give me kisses when people weren't around. And we usually hung out a lot. His age was around 10-12 at the time. One day when I was a bit older I got sick of all the kisses and his #. And told him "I don't like it I'm sick of it and that I think it's disgusting" I never said it as a breakup tho. He did stop for sure tho and nothing really happened after. Yet I somewhat feel bad cause ever since then he'd look at me sadly, act as if I'm not there, I haven't even talked to him since then even after all the times I've gotten to be near him. I never talked to him either tho. Of course I didn't know that what I had been doing was bad and thought it was some type of game or like tv where people had gf's and bf's. I've never told anyone about this at all. And I'm not planning to. It was a small thing and not worth telling my family. If I told my friends soon enough it would get all over the school and for the people who knew what a slut was they'd be calling me that for sure. I just thought I should share this with people who don't know me at all. I live in wisconsin if u wanted to know... but I guess that's really all...
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I'm 15. My brother is 16 and he comes in my room at night most nights. He saw a video of me going down on 3 guys at a party. He thinks I'm a Slut. First time he did it I cried while he squeezed my ass and jerked off. He's never fucked me But he will say shit like I'm so glad my sister is a Slut. I'm going to Fuck you. Your so got. All the boys say you love to get fucked. He's never tried but now when he does it I get wet and I've Evan touched my self. I don't like feeling this way. I should be disgusted that my brothers hands are feeling up my tits and ass. How can I keep him from making me Fuck him
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I'll try to keep this simple since I'm posting from a phone and if I tried to cover everything it would be a book. But I'm 34 yr. Old mal and when I was 6 or 7 I think I was molested by my brother. The reason I said think is it's a big deal and I've always worried if I just came out with it I don't want to ruin his life just because I had a vivid dream and began to think it was real. The first time I talked about it was with a really good freind and I was scared to tell him but fortunately I had really good friends and he kept the secert and shared a similar story with me. I told him it might had been a dream and I wasn't sure. He asked how old was I when I stareted to think about it I told him immediately after within days. He told me it happened because I was too young to come up with that on my own and that made since to me. I started to think more about it and around the same time he tried to sodomize me we watched this movie severaltimes called the accused where a guy or a few i can't remember forcibly sodimize this girl. So I started to think I could have got it there. I mean he didn't penetrate me though So I brought up this movie to my brother and he said he didn't remember it. I let it go. The next time we saw each other he said he watched it and he didn't remember it. He then said he wasn't saying I was lyeing but he didn't remember it. At least I got that. But I come back tl that he also abused me. When I was in about 3rd grade w lady came to my school and talked to my entire grade about abuse I thought about telling her the whole hour and was sacred but I stayed back after everyone had left. I told her my brother had been abusing me. She wanted and example and I told her that my brother would sit on my chest with my arms under his sheens and tap on my chest with two fingrs.she asked how old my brother was I didn't know so she settled with that. He is 7 yrs older than me. She explained to me sometimes old brothers picked on younger brothers. And asked did he do anything else I told her that if I screamed he would cover my mouth. I didn't say this but I usually started hyperventilating. I did tell her that he would tell me to breathe out my nose anr as soon as I did he would jam his fingers up blocking my nose so I couldn't breath back in. She lead me back to that's big brothers several times and then asked if I thought that could b it. I started to back peddled I was scared. I didnt get to the wet towls over the face or when he hit me in the temple and I got a blood blister aittle bit smaller then a ping pong ball cig burns. I never got mad at him it just made me sad I oftten times tried hummor to defuse It which worked some when the temple thing asked me he beged me not to tell dad because he would kick the shit out of him. I didn't say anything thats another thing my father was abused and he hit my brother so the males in my family had anger issues I understood this really young. I hope that's enough to give some perspective. Also they put me in special education specifically for behavior reasons " excessive talking. I was always trying to make freinds.
(Continued) But after being in special education my whole education it effected my education. None of this was relized at the time. My brother and I wss at his aptment when I was 12. And my dad kept tring to page me I seemed annoyed my brother said I shouldn't act like that. Whenever he called the house my father just past the phone to my mom that dad hated him I told him that dad didn't hate him I thought it was guilt. I talked to my dad and after that my brother asked if I said something to him because out of nowhere he asked how he was the last time he called. I told him I hadn't said anything. I am surprised I understood relationships so young. So at about 25 I started reaching out to my siblings I was depressed and my night terrors and sleep apnea returned I had to explain to my brother what the terror thing was. They just stopped answering after that. started thinking of suicide and two years after that I turned to herrion right after that I purposely od. they dont know but my parents had to give me cpr for about 3 mins to bring me back. I talked to my parents and told them about the depression and heroin. Now im clean but none of it matters im a recovered heroin addict and if I went to my brothers and sisters well I hate to say but shadenfreuden. I haven't talked to my brother and sisters in a little over 6 years. That night terrors and overwhelming feeling of despair is why. I choose not to have kids even though I know I would never let them be harmed I'm extremely emotional. Like cry at cartoons and commercials emotional so they Would probably get messed up one way or another.
fucking sick brothers mine has lung cancer and i hope he dies for what he did to me 😁
i use to touch my cousins breasts and vagina, rub my dick with her ass. It gives me pleasure sometimes she shake a bit but most of the time she dont. what should i do?
Dear molester,
Whatever you said, the past is still the past which means whatever happened is still there. The scars that you fucktards left. The nightmare that you create for us is completely unacceptable. Don't say that you feel so sorry about what happen. Don't say that "we" seemed to enjoy the pleasure.Since most of us got molested while we're unaware and careless. Since we are too innocent to think that you assholes would not do anything to harm us. Since we believe that you're brothers or sisters that take responsibility to protect us. However, you turned to be the fucking cruel monster that we cant forgive for the rest of our lives. You,who molested others, are not deserved to be called Human. Because human know about norms, they know about what is right to do and what is not right to do. Unlike you, you know clearly that its not right to do and you dare to let fucking hands puting on our vaginas or penises. What makes you want to do that? There is no gold in that place. There is game putting over there. Or you think that our vaginas or penises are yours that you can barge in anytime? You son of a bitch will never ever grow up! You're the worst of worst of all monster! Ah I see it's because you ate shit everyday that make your brain full of shit! You are the dirtiest dirt that we human need to get rid of. I believe that what comes around goes around. You hurt us and later on you trash will be hurt million trillion times than us! You scums! Stop posting that "I molested my cousin and she seems to like it blah blah blah" cause know what? No one likes it! You molested her when she dont even know what molest is? She dont know how that place used beside pee! You son of a monster! I bet I'd your mother knows that you will become a molester she will choke you to death since the day she gave birth to you or she will probably push you back into her vagina to make you motherfucker rethink again if you were born in the right planet! Last but not least, you fucker molester go to hell! Eat your own dick! Nobody likes you! You're the dirt of human! P.S. : You will know how it hot to be in hell. The hell that you create for us might be hot and unbearable. But the hell that created from your sin is completely different you flea of the society!!! Dont die peacefully!
holy shit what the fuck is wrong with you freaks
if you got fucking raped tell your parents
now you're gay mentally ill faggots hahahaha just end your life hahaha