Chris Bruyn’s parents, Jens and Maria, were Dutch. They had
emigrated in the early 90’s when they had first married
before they had children, after their friends had sent news of
this ideal place to raise a family. Two years later, Lena,
Maria’s sister, had joined them.
Jens and Maria were hardworking, and soon they had jobs, a house and three children; Mark, Annalise and then Chris.
The Bruyn’s had a large circle of friends who were mainly Dutch, but also included people like Lena’s new husband, Bill, who was an Australian. Chris really enjoyed the times when his parents and friends gathered together – particularly when they had barbeques on Sundays. There would always be loads of kids to play with and lots of attention from the adults. Often they would play cricket and Chris always made sure he was on his Uncle Bill’s side because he was a really good batsman. Chris admired the way his uncle could play sports so well and felt really honoured when Bill would give him some special cricket coaching.
When Christopher was 13, he started to become aware of his sexuality. This was a time of great change for him. He felt really good about it at times. It meant that he was becoming a man. He would no longer be a little boy. He had already started to grow hairs under his arms and around his penis.
There were times though when it was really embarrassing. He would get erections at the most awkward times. Quite often it would happen in Mrs Franklin’s class and it was if she would know when he had an erection because she always chose these times to ask him to come up the front to write on the board, and he felt sure that everyone was watching his crotch.
At other times, when it was not so public, he could find pleasure in his own body. Chris really enjoyed having long baths and examining the changes of his body, which seemed to happen daily. It felt so good to lie in the warm soapy water and masturbate.
Chris was aware that his friends were changing physically too. They talked about their sexual urges quite a lot and they began to experiment with giving each other pleasure as well. Chris always had the sense that sexual play with other boys was something he shouldn’t really be doing, but this added to the excitement and, wasn’t it just a game anyway?
Christopher was changing in other ways as well. He began to feel uncomfortable when his Mum and Dad gave him a hug or wanted to give him a goodnight kiss. It reminded him of his sexuality and that would make him feel embarrassed.
There were other important things happening in Chris’s life at this time. He was practising his cricket with determination and Uncle Bill said he would probably make the school team with some help. Bill and Lena hadn’t had any children of their own, and Bill spent a lot of time at the Bruyn’s home playing with the children, and Chris was his favourite. Bill often said that he wished he had children and told Chris that he thought of him as his own son.
So despite his occasional discomfort with his uncle’s attention, it seemed understandable to Chris when Bill wanted a hug. After all, he must be really lonely with just him and Aunt Lena living on their own – besides, his uncle did so many things for Chris, like buying him a new cricket bat, that he felt like he owed Bill something.
Christopher’s feelings of discomfort continued but he kept telling himself he was just being silly. One Saturday afternoon he was around at Uncle Bill’s place watching sport on TV. They were sitting on the couch and it was one of those embarrassing times when he got an erection for no reason. He crossed his legs and moved away a little so his uncle would not see it but Bill put his arm around him and pulled him close. Chris tried to concentrate on the TV but Bill’s hand was on his leg now, gently stroking. Then it was moving up until it was on Chris’s penis and he was rubbing it up and down through his shorts. Chris wanted to tell him to stop. He was so embarrassed and his erection wouldn’t go away. Bill kept saying ‘you like that, don’t you’, and how could he say he didn’t when his penis stayed erect.
Bill took Chris’s hand and put it on his own penis. Chris was shocked to find his uncle had his pants undone and he rubbed himself up and down with Chris’s hand. The turmoil Chris felt was awful; his stomach was doing somersaults and his body was frozen to the couch. He couldn’t say anything for a long time until the sound of Aunt Lena shutting the back door gave him a chance to break away.
The distress Chris felt continued for a long time. He was confused by the two different feelings he had: the awful cold feeling he had every time he thought of his uncle or was touched by him, and the sense that he still owed his uncle something for all the presents and coaching he had given him.
Bill kept paying Chris lots of attention over the next few months, and he would often set it up so he would be alone with him. Chris gave himself a hard time for letting it go this far. It seemed as if things were right out of his control now and had become too difficult to stop.
But then Bill went even further and made Chris lie down while he put his penis in Chris’s anus. It really hurt, the pain was terrible and he found he was bleeding afterwards. He thought he was going to die. Chris felt like he was on a speeding train with a madman at the wheel. He just wanted it all to stop so he could get off safely.
He had begun to feel really down. He wasn’t interested in playing cricket anymore. It made him feel worse to see all his friends so happy and full of energy. He only felt sad and heavy, and started to spend a lot of time on his own. He didn’t seem to have much to say to people any more.
He would often spend the whole weekend at home playing computer games while his family were busy doing things. Chris’s Mum and Dad noticed the change in him and tried really hard to find out what was making him so sad and quiet, but the thought of telling them seemed impossible. What would they think of him? They probably wouldn’t believe it anyway. He hardly believed it was happening himself. Besides, he felt so guilty, wasn’t it his fault that he had let it go this far?
But he did want it to stop, somehow. Sometimes when his parents were out he found he could make the awful feelings stop with some of the sleeping pills from the medicine cabinet or some whisky. But when he woke up the feelings were there again.
Jens and Maria were hardworking, and soon they had jobs, a house and three children; Mark, Annalise and then Chris.
The Bruyn’s had a large circle of friends who were mainly Dutch, but also included people like Lena’s new husband, Bill, who was an Australian. Chris really enjoyed the times when his parents and friends gathered together – particularly when they had barbeques on Sundays. There would always be loads of kids to play with and lots of attention from the adults. Often they would play cricket and Chris always made sure he was on his Uncle Bill’s side because he was a really good batsman. Chris admired the way his uncle could play sports so well and felt really honoured when Bill would give him some special cricket coaching.
When Christopher was 13, he started to become aware of his sexuality. This was a time of great change for him. He felt really good about it at times. It meant that he was becoming a man. He would no longer be a little boy. He had already started to grow hairs under his arms and around his penis.
There were times though when it was really embarrassing. He would get erections at the most awkward times. Quite often it would happen in Mrs Franklin’s class and it was if she would know when he had an erection because she always chose these times to ask him to come up the front to write on the board, and he felt sure that everyone was watching his crotch.
At other times, when it was not so public, he could find pleasure in his own body. Chris really enjoyed having long baths and examining the changes of his body, which seemed to happen daily. It felt so good to lie in the warm soapy water and masturbate.
Chris was aware that his friends were changing physically too. They talked about their sexual urges quite a lot and they began to experiment with giving each other pleasure as well. Chris always had the sense that sexual play with other boys was something he shouldn’t really be doing, but this added to the excitement and, wasn’t it just a game anyway?
Christopher was changing in other ways as well. He began to feel uncomfortable when his Mum and Dad gave him a hug or wanted to give him a goodnight kiss. It reminded him of his sexuality and that would make him feel embarrassed.
There were other important things happening in Chris’s life at this time. He was practising his cricket with determination and Uncle Bill said he would probably make the school team with some help. Bill and Lena hadn’t had any children of their own, and Bill spent a lot of time at the Bruyn’s home playing with the children, and Chris was his favourite. Bill often said that he wished he had children and told Chris that he thought of him as his own son.
So despite his occasional discomfort with his uncle’s attention, it seemed understandable to Chris when Bill wanted a hug. After all, he must be really lonely with just him and Aunt Lena living on their own – besides, his uncle did so many things for Chris, like buying him a new cricket bat, that he felt like he owed Bill something.
Christopher’s feelings of discomfort continued but he kept telling himself he was just being silly. One Saturday afternoon he was around at Uncle Bill’s place watching sport on TV. They were sitting on the couch and it was one of those embarrassing times when he got an erection for no reason. He crossed his legs and moved away a little so his uncle would not see it but Bill put his arm around him and pulled him close. Chris tried to concentrate on the TV but Bill’s hand was on his leg now, gently stroking. Then it was moving up until it was on Chris’s penis and he was rubbing it up and down through his shorts. Chris wanted to tell him to stop. He was so embarrassed and his erection wouldn’t go away. Bill kept saying ‘you like that, don’t you’, and how could he say he didn’t when his penis stayed erect.
Bill took Chris’s hand and put it on his own penis. Chris was shocked to find his uncle had his pants undone and he rubbed himself up and down with Chris’s hand. The turmoil Chris felt was awful; his stomach was doing somersaults and his body was frozen to the couch. He couldn’t say anything for a long time until the sound of Aunt Lena shutting the back door gave him a chance to break away.
The distress Chris felt continued for a long time. He was confused by the two different feelings he had: the awful cold feeling he had every time he thought of his uncle or was touched by him, and the sense that he still owed his uncle something for all the presents and coaching he had given him.
Bill kept paying Chris lots of attention over the next few months, and he would often set it up so he would be alone with him. Chris gave himself a hard time for letting it go this far. It seemed as if things were right out of his control now and had become too difficult to stop.
But then Bill went even further and made Chris lie down while he put his penis in Chris’s anus. It really hurt, the pain was terrible and he found he was bleeding afterwards. He thought he was going to die. Chris felt like he was on a speeding train with a madman at the wheel. He just wanted it all to stop so he could get off safely.
He had begun to feel really down. He wasn’t interested in playing cricket anymore. It made him feel worse to see all his friends so happy and full of energy. He only felt sad and heavy, and started to spend a lot of time on his own. He didn’t seem to have much to say to people any more.
He would often spend the whole weekend at home playing computer games while his family were busy doing things. Chris’s Mum and Dad noticed the change in him and tried really hard to find out what was making him so sad and quiet, but the thought of telling them seemed impossible. What would they think of him? They probably wouldn’t believe it anyway. He hardly believed it was happening himself. Besides, he felt so guilty, wasn’t it his fault that he had let it go this far?
But he did want it to stop, somehow. Sometimes when his parents were out he found he could make the awful feelings stop with some of the sleeping pills from the medicine cabinet or some whisky. But when he woke up the feelings were there again.
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