So I was "sexually abused" by my cousins when I was 10 (I'm 18 now). At the time they were already teens, that was the first time I had sex in my life. I still didn't knew how it worked and after I asked them in a weird talk (induced maliciously by themselves) they said they would show it to me how it was done, so I played along. One of them was a girl, and the other, a boy (they were siblings). So they "showed" me how to do it with both girls and boys in all possible ways. Although I felt weird (ok, maybe really weird) and a little painful at first, it was good later (ok, really good). After this first experience I had sex a ton of other times with them again and some other cousins (I had a lot at the time). By the age of 11 I was so used to women that seeing them naked didn't get me aroused anymore, this goes on until today. I never really gave much thought about this, but when I grew older I randomly remembered about that someday and realized I was probably raped... Then I did nothing, and nothing happened to me, except that I developed a weird sexual complex with my appearance.
And so I wasn't actually forced to do it but... well, the true nature of this events have always confused me a little.
And so I wasn't actually forced to do it but... well, the true nature of this events have always confused me a little.