Sexual Exposure 7: Derrick The Rapist Part 1

I am having second thoughts about writing this post because I don't know if this is something I want anyone to know. I have never spoken or told anyone about this so writing about it on the internet where everyone can see it is difficult. But I thought if someone else might have experienced something like this then perhaps it could be comforting to know they are not alone.

When I first got to college, I thought that it would have been the start of a brand new beginning. And in a sense I was correct, It was the beginning of a brand new hell. I thought people would have been more intelligent and more accepting of homosexuals but as usual I was wrong. College turned out to be one of the worst experiences of my life. There was no difference between the people here and those living in the ghettos. Sad but true. I don't even want to remember half of the stuff that happened to me while there. Like the time my roommate moved out without telling me (only because everyone suspected I was gay) or the time they wrote my name on a goat and killed it at my door (That was scary).

Anyway, on my first day on the dorm I was required to attend a general freshman meeting in the common room. I was a little late for the meeting so when I got there all the chairs were taken, except for one seat in the back beside this guy. So I went and sat down beside him. Trying to be polite I said Hi, to which he responded, "Hi, I'm Derrick. What's yours?" I then told him my name was Dave.

Derrick was this very masculine and muscly guy. Infact he was the first person I ever knew who had so many muscles. He had huge arms, a nice broad chest, big pecs and of course the popping abs. He was also a very tall guy with a height of about 6 feet 2 inches, (I think). Derrick also appeared to wear alot of tight shirts as far as I could tell, because I never saw him in anything else. If he wasn't wearing a tight shirt then he would usually be shirtless, especially if he was walking through the halls on the dorm after classes. I guess he wanted to show everyone that he had a great body. Too bad he didn't have a brain to match. Derrick was also an international student from a country that was less uptight about the gay thing so he was a bit more accepting of homosexuals than most other people. Additionally, he was also a very good athlete in many of the sports he participated in so that made he somewhat likeable.

Anyway, shortly after the meeting started, Derrick then asked me if he could see something on my hand. I said sure and so he took my hand and started playing with it. Yes, playing with it. He kept playing with my hand for like 15 minutes and so I started to get uncomfortbale. I then asked him if I could get my hand back and he stopped. For months to follow Derrick started doing alot of strange things around me but not wanting to think anything of it I just passed them off as just paranoia. Guys did this stuff all the time, I thought. Just for the record, I lived a very sheltered life before college so at times when people would say or do certain thinks infront of me I wouldn't know if it was typical behaviour for college students. So as not to look stupid I never said anything.

A few of the weird thinks I noticed Derrick started doing was the fact that if he was passing me in the halls when no one was around he would lick his top lip slowly then bite is bottom lip. And he always did it so that I could clearly see. I knew it was sexual but I just thought he was playing around. On another occasion while I was studying for a test in my room he came in and asked if I was finished. Because I knew he was also doing the course, I asked him the same question. He said no but he was taking a break. After that he then went and lied down on my bed. He was in my room for a while so I took the opportunity to study with him. At one point during the study session he said he didn't understand something so I took the textbook over to him to explain it. I sat on the edge of the bed after which he said, "I like that your bed is so comfy. I think I am going to sleep here tonight" I then asked him where was I going to sleep. And he said right beside him. I laughed and told him it was never going to happen. He then placed his had on my hips and started massaging it. Once again he had made me feel uncomfortable so I got up and went back to my desk. He never slept over. Thank God.

On another instance, I told him I was going to audition for the choir. On the day of the audition he shows up and tells me that he is going audition too. Why was he doing this? He was an athlete, not a singer. He sat beside me and stayed throughout the entire audition but never did audition. When it was over everyone make a made rush for the door, including myself. The door was small so there was a bottleneck. Everyone was pulling and pushing each other to get through like little children. All of a sudden I felt like someone was really pushing me beyond normal as if they wanted me to fall . I didn't turn around to see who it was. The next thing I knew was that someone had nestled their cock right into my ass crack and was using the pushing motion from the crowd to grind his cock into my ass. I turned around and it was Derrick. He was smiling and I basically just turned around and walked away. Luckily I was at the front of the door at that time so I really didn't have to endure it much longer.

In the dorm, everyone usually shared the bathroom on the floor. I usually liked using the shower towards the far back because it was the only shower that had the soap rack still intact. These were big communal showers with just partitions and a shower curtain so there really wasn't much privacy or security. One day while taking my shower someone pulled my shower curtain away and I turned around frightened out of my mind to see Derrick standing there just staring at my naked ass. I immediately pulled the curtain back and asked him if he didn't see or hear that someone was in here. He then apologized profusely and said he didn't. Really? Wasn't my towel over the rack and running water enough to tell you that someone was in here?

I know many of you will think I was stupid for not seeing what was happening but I really didn't. I wasn't thinking of Derrick in a sexual nature and neither was he a bad guy. He was a friend and he never did anything for me not to trust him. I honestly thought that all these occurrences were just mere coincidences so I never thought twice about them.

This is getting a bit long so I think I'll continue it tomorrow.