I was abused by my aunt

Yes, I am a boy, 21 years old, and I was abused and forced by my aunt multiple times, until one fateful day when she was caught in act with her cousin by her husband and uncle in their own home.

So it all started when entire India was put into lock down by Central Government to stop the spread of Covid infection. Going out was restricted and in house stay was boring and stagnating. My uncle works in Shimla as a Tourism Specialist in a big firm and was stuck in Shimla when lock down was implemented. Rest of his family (my aunt and my cousin who is 2 years younger to me) stayed at our home during the entire lock down as he was away. That was when I got attracted towards her because she used to flirt with me when we both were alone at roof top or kitchen. At first it seemed okay as she looks very young for her age and I was also just out of my teenage and stuck at home with nothing to do. But then things started getting seriously wrong. One day she signalled me to come on roof top, we talked for a while, then all of a sudden she started dirty talking and eventually we made out. It was a very short kiss and I realised that what i am doing was not right and I backed out. That night I tried to confess to my parents but could not. Now I wish that I could have grown up some guts and shared the incident with at least my mother and things would have ended differently, at least for me.

Next morning, she was acting normal, as if nothing has happened. I was literally shaking while around her, fumbling and trying to keep my shit in control. In the evening, she called me up again, I went, and we made out again, this time I really felt relived and relaxed. This time I was not feeling guilty or nervous, but I actually felt like someone is interested in me, someone finds me attractive. Little did I knew that she was using me for her own benefits. Next evening same place she told she wanted to move further ahead and I denied. The moment I backed off, she became furious and threatened to disclose everything with my parents. I tried to take a stand as I knew I did not force myself onto her but she said that I knew my parents will believe her over me. She even showed me a phone recording of our make out that she had done WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE. It was clear that she had no feelings for me and I actually felt abused and oppressed. She gave me a night time to sleep over it and make up my mind.

I locked myself in my room and phoned up my best friend to ask for an advice. He said that I can either go with the flow and ruin my life eventually or steer clear of this shitty situation by confessing t my parents. I wanted to confess, but I chickened out. This, my friends, was THE wrong decision. Not only was I getting involved with someone double time my age but someone who was a close relative, already married, and someone who was clearly not intimate with me but only wanted to use me for her needs and pleasures.

So the next fateful morning, she passed me a smile while standing in our hallway and I smiled back. She understood that I had surrendered to her thoughts. That evening, we moved forward and I had my first sexual interaction in life. It felt good, and then there was no turning around. We used to meet often, sometimes three days in a week.

After a few days, lock down was relaxed and one of my uncles (my aunt’s cousin) paid her a visit. I was totally unaware of the chemistry between them. In the middle of the night, her husband and my uncle arrived. He had updated my earlier in the evening and asked to keep his visit a secret as he wanted to surprise his family. I kept it to myself as it was not a big deal and I was also feeling a little guilty being involved with his wife. He sent me message in the middle of the night that he is standing outside our home. I sneaked him in and wished luck. Little did we know knew that we were all in for a big surprise ourselves!. When he entered my aunt’s bedroom, he found her in act with her cousin who had arrived earlier in the day!.

Disturbing sounds of shouting swearing, hitting, screaming continued for around 3 – 4 hours and then my father was finally able to control the situation. Long story short, I had mixed feelings that night, could not sleep for many nights to come and had no one else to share this story as my best friend, who knew the entire story, passed away due to Covid. This is something that I cannot share with even my future wife, or anyone, except for this blog, or Qoura, where I can vomit my feelings without revealing my identity. Thanks for providing this platform for people like us, it really feels better after venting out.