He Was Raped By Fellow Boys Because Of His Feminine Voice
I have a very nice handsome friend who talks exactly like a beautiful girl. You will be dazed therefore, when you hear his voice and turns ...
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I have a very nice handsome friend who talks exactly like a beautiful girl. You will be dazed therefore, when you hear his voice and turns only to see a strongly built young man.
At first, I had thought it was simply a trait that ended like that and because I loved the way the boy was sociable, friendly and active, especially with the way he always made us his friends laugh by his unending jokes, I made him one of my closest friends.
It came as a shock therefore, the day he told me out of desperation that "I am Gay and I am very disturbed about it. I am sore afraid of my future with this kind of lifestyle"
"Jesu Kristi" I shouted " How come? Are you joking? Please, simply tell me it's a joke. Tell me it's April-fool!"
But the guy was damn serious. So, when he calmed me down, he began to narrate to me a pathetic story of how he had fatefully fell into wrong hands in a Polytechnic in Abuja where he did his ND.
In his own words, " I was simply logged in into a room of four boys in the hostel just like other boys unknown to me that save for one of them, all the boys were Gays. I didn't understand how to all managed to get themselves into one room since the school allocated hostels randomly to students. I learnt later that the original boys who were allocated the rooms sold off their bed space to interested buyers when they learnt of the lifestyle of the other first boy and the interested buyers happened to be his colleagues since they knew each other. I learnt of that however, after the other non-Gay boy had left like the others and after I had been abused and put in this condition.
"I became a victim because I have a feminine voice. So, the first day I came into the room, the three boys were so excited to see me and hear me talk and it was not long before they began to tell me about sex because they thought I was one of them. Shocked in fear, I told them that I had never done that and was not interested and would never do that. But they would never take that.
So, on a fateful day when the other non-Gay was away, they rounded me and having locked the door very tight, forced out my trousers from me and raped with all their might. I could not shout because one person will have to cover my mouth while others performed the act in turns. In fact, they raped me until I almost passed out. Two days after the event, the other non-Gay packed out of the room having sold his bed space also to another interested buyer and warned me to also act fast.
I was emotionally disturbed for days and in a bid to bring justice to myself, I went and reported the issue to one of my lecturers. As though I was all the while directed by the wrong spirit, it turned out that the lecturer was also one of them and once he heard my voice, he re-scheduled our meeting.
The meeting ended up finally in his house and he ended up sleeping with me, warning me seriously never to mention it to anyone. Afraid then and convinced that almost all the men in the school were Gays, I decided then to keep the issues to myself and I continued committing the ugly act with my room mates until I left the school and came over to this place for my degree.
Now, I am totally disturbed, mentally worried and very afraid of the whole situation. I entered that school as a virgin but this is the way my life has been messed up"
My mouth which was agape all the while he told the story only closed minutes after he finished the pathetic story.
"But do you still hate the act?" I asked him in a bid to know how to start helping him
"I can't categorically say yes or no. Let me say I am indifferent for now. At first, I hated it but as time went on, it seemed I began to enjoy it gradually. I think there is a spirit that controls it. However, I am so worried about my fate. I spend most of the times thinking of what the future holds for me with this kind of lifestyle. For, instance, how is my marital life going to look like?"
With this as his answer, I just had to start by presenting Jesus to him as the best option since as a Christian, I believed it was the first and highest thing he needed at the moment.
The problem is, he is a Moslem and he says he cannot listen to any solution related to Christianity.
Friends, I don't know how the Moslems treat the issue of Gay and how else this guy can be helped. He is too nice and promising I can't overlook him in this pool of mess. Please, what is your candid advice.
The young man in question is presently a 200level Economics student in one of Nigeria's prestigious Universities.
At first, I had thought it was simply a trait that ended like that and because I loved the way the boy was sociable, friendly and active, especially with the way he always made us his friends laugh by his unending jokes, I made him one of my closest friends.
It came as a shock therefore, the day he told me out of desperation that "I am Gay and I am very disturbed about it. I am sore afraid of my future with this kind of lifestyle"
"Jesu Kristi" I shouted " How come? Are you joking? Please, simply tell me it's a joke. Tell me it's April-fool!"
But the guy was damn serious. So, when he calmed me down, he began to narrate to me a pathetic story of how he had fatefully fell into wrong hands in a Polytechnic in Abuja where he did his ND.
In his own words, " I was simply logged in into a room of four boys in the hostel just like other boys unknown to me that save for one of them, all the boys were Gays. I didn't understand how to all managed to get themselves into one room since the school allocated hostels randomly to students. I learnt later that the original boys who were allocated the rooms sold off their bed space to interested buyers when they learnt of the lifestyle of the other first boy and the interested buyers happened to be his colleagues since they knew each other. I learnt of that however, after the other non-Gay boy had left like the others and after I had been abused and put in this condition.
"I became a victim because I have a feminine voice. So, the first day I came into the room, the three boys were so excited to see me and hear me talk and it was not long before they began to tell me about sex because they thought I was one of them. Shocked in fear, I told them that I had never done that and was not interested and would never do that. But they would never take that.
So, on a fateful day when the other non-Gay was away, they rounded me and having locked the door very tight, forced out my trousers from me and raped with all their might. I could not shout because one person will have to cover my mouth while others performed the act in turns. In fact, they raped me until I almost passed out. Two days after the event, the other non-Gay packed out of the room having sold his bed space also to another interested buyer and warned me to also act fast.
I was emotionally disturbed for days and in a bid to bring justice to myself, I went and reported the issue to one of my lecturers. As though I was all the while directed by the wrong spirit, it turned out that the lecturer was also one of them and once he heard my voice, he re-scheduled our meeting.
The meeting ended up finally in his house and he ended up sleeping with me, warning me seriously never to mention it to anyone. Afraid then and convinced that almost all the men in the school were Gays, I decided then to keep the issues to myself and I continued committing the ugly act with my room mates until I left the school and came over to this place for my degree.
Now, I am totally disturbed, mentally worried and very afraid of the whole situation. I entered that school as a virgin but this is the way my life has been messed up"
My mouth which was agape all the while he told the story only closed minutes after he finished the pathetic story.
"But do you still hate the act?" I asked him in a bid to know how to start helping him
"I can't categorically say yes or no. Let me say I am indifferent for now. At first, I hated it but as time went on, it seemed I began to enjoy it gradually. I think there is a spirit that controls it. However, I am so worried about my fate. I spend most of the times thinking of what the future holds for me with this kind of lifestyle. For, instance, how is my marital life going to look like?"
With this as his answer, I just had to start by presenting Jesus to him as the best option since as a Christian, I believed it was the first and highest thing he needed at the moment.
The problem is, he is a Moslem and he says he cannot listen to any solution related to Christianity.
Friends, I don't know how the Moslems treat the issue of Gay and how else this guy can be helped. He is too nice and promising I can't overlook him in this pool of mess. Please, what is your candid advice.
The young man in question is presently a 200level Economics student in one of Nigeria's prestigious Universities.
