My story - finally opening up about it
At the time i was 15 and he was too, there were many moments when he would do things to me such as grabbing my breasts when i said stop but it didn’t stop at that.. after about 2 months of our relationship we went to explore an abandoned mansion and when we were in the basement he tapped my shoulder and pulled out a condom. I said I wasn’t ready and he kept asking over and over i eventually got tired and said sure while tears ran down my face and he pushed my onto the dusty, dirty, glass shattered, and cold concrete floor and tried to get himself into me but luckily he couldn’t.
Then a few weeks later he was at my house, we were chilling on my bed and he started to put his hands under my shorts. I jumped up nervously and said “lets do something else” i suggested we went for a walk he agreed but told me not to wear undies under my shorts i was stupid enough to listen to him. We went down to a little cave we found while walking in the bush and moments later i dissociated i came back to after a few minutes and my face was being held down in the dirt and he was trying to get inside me again.
The final time… about 3 and a bit months in he invited me to go to stay at his family’s holiday house for new years for a few nights. While his family were out on the boat for the day he kept asking me to have sex. I kept saying I wasn’t sure and kept suggesting we do something else but he would not stop. Once again i gave in but then he said he didn’t have a condom! I said no absolutely not but he just kept on pressing i asked him if he could find one in his dads room because at this point i knew it was going to happen and I would rather it happen safely. He still couldn’t find one i started crying and told him he better pull out in time and he pushed me over the couch and had his way with me. This time he did manage to get inside me. About 15 minutes later he yelled “oh shit” followed by “i c*med inside” when my mind computed what he had just said I wobbled to the shower now being able to move properly to wash it out the best i could. He followed me in and from behind he aggressively shoved his fingers into me and told me he is helping scoop it out.
There was many more times he sexually assaulted me but not by sex just grabbing and touching when i said no and stop.