Most people don’t believe it because I’m a boy but it’s real and it hurts me.
When I was 13, I got my first girlfriend. I really liked her and I introduced her to my mom. My mom acted really weird around her like she didn’t like her but I didn’t care. One night my mom asked me if I ever had sex before. I didn’t think that was strange because I had these talks with her all the time. I told her no and left it at that. She leaned over and said do you want to and I said when I’m ready. She pulled me closer and said that I was ready and she started talking her clothes of. I walked away into my room and locked the door but she had the key for emergency reasons. She unlocked the door and throw herself on me. She was stronger then me and I couldn’t get her off. She got me in dressed and raped me. After I hated myself for letting it happen but it keep happening. At one point I gave up and let her do I. She would call me into her room to.
I’m not sure if this is a bad thing but I started to like it to. I would wait eagerly for her to call me and if she didn’t I would just go in there myself.
Now I realized that I need help and need to get away from her. What can I do.