WHILE I WAS STILL A VIRGIN, A GAY PASTOR ASSAULTED ME

   

        

The day was 12^th January, 2014 and I was in church it was 6:15am mass and you know they are one or two things you hear people say and it matches a word in your database concerning activities that have happened in your life in time past.

          So I heard the priest say the word  “Brethen” and I was like fair enough a guy can call me brethren without me been suspicious of his motive, perhaps he can also call me “Beloved” but that would be the limit cos if a guy calls me “Dear” I definitely will conceive in my mind that he is gay.

          And this drifted my thoughts to the time while I was still 19 years old, a young handsome boy and at the time I was still a virgin. I was just a year out of secondary school and still searching for admission into a university, I was not in Lagos which is my base state, I was in the east Nigeria, Anambra state to be precise and I was in my village because I had in mind to obtain admission to Nnamdi Azikwe University, Awka.

          The incident took place when I accustomed my grand mother to a distant farm of hers, being young and energetic I was some miles in front of her on our way to the farm and I was also a little bit tired, so when I turned back to take a view at her, I saw she was discussing with some of her friends on the way, so I decided to take a rest. I saw a pavement in front of a nice compound, I dropped my wheelbarrow and took a seat and was waiting on my granny.

          Unknown to me I was dressed in black top and black short and been alone there I was just in thoughts but suddenly a man just came out of the building and interrupted me in my thoughts, and looking at him he was young, tall and should be in his late 20’s. immediately he told me that something was disturbing my mind, that he has seen me in the spirit and everything is not alright, it was then that I noticed the Bible he had under his armpit. He didn’t stop there he told me he was a pastor and he began telling me about the exploits God has worked through him and he asked me to reveal the cause of my troubles to him, so I checked myself, I have attempted JAMB once and POST UME and I was not successful, so I reluctantly told him that I had admission problem and that was where the whole story began.

          The Pastor told me he is a graduate Anambra State University Uli and he also had some contacts in Nnamdi Azikwe University, Awka. He said he has seen me from afar and that the Lord has ministered to him to help me. He furthered told me he will be at a an overnight Church crusade that night in a distant village and I should come with him, that by so doing he would know I am truly serious to secure admission and that he would help me. He said I should come to the exact spot where we stood at 7:00pm and he would take me there. And I promised him that I would do my best, so he left and I was sitting and pondering if I would make it before my grandmother woke me up in my thoughts and together we walked to the farm.

          Yes, as you could expect all day I was thinking about the proposal of the Pastor, afterall as at then I was young and naïve and so I decided to tell my aunty about it, but I lied and told her that I would be back that night and she obliged me the visit to the Pastor without the knowledge of my granny.

          I met the Pastor at the spot and together we went to the crusade, however on reaching there I discovered it was no crusade, it was just a family he visited at their home to pray for them and from my observations that wasn’t the first time because they already had a room prepared for him. And so after prayers we had meal and from our discussion I observed he was a Pastor of God is still God inc and the owners of that house had so much respect for him, so ordinarily I thought I was in safe hands. But afterward I and the pastor was ushered into the same room, despite the comfort of the room, I couldn’t sleep because I was ,iles away from home and being with people I just met today for the first time I still had some little reservations.

          In the room the Pastor told me he would leave for USA in two weeks time and that if I am a good boy he would take me with him and the thought of USA was exciting to me so I said I will be a good boy. We were both lying on the bed when he said he had to pray for me, and I was waiting for him to say we should get up, but no all of a sudden he climbed on top of me I was sleeping back to the ground and facing the ceiling and so I concealed my body in order to refute such overtures from the pastor but he obliged me to open my body so he can pray for me and again I refused, it was then that his wife at the village at the spot where I saw him called him on the phone and was in a very loud voice that I could also hear her clearly, she said that boy you took away the aunty and grand mother is here and they are causing all sorts of trouble here, they are demanding for their child this night, “please don’t do anything to that boy” and she hung up, but those last words of her “please don’t do anything to that boy”

That confirmed my suspicions that the man was probably gay and I was not the first person he had attempted such on, and his wife was probably aware. When he hung up the call, he was livid with anger and said my relations wanted to spoil my chances of travelling to the USA with him but I didn’t reply him, I was just waiting on daybreak so I go back home.

          But that was not all and since I was in silence he thought I was in compliance with him and so he climbed on top of me again but I closed my body after he tried and was frustrated he practically masturbated himself on top of me and then he fell asleep. But I didn’t sleep that night I was alert all through the night. In the morning he prepared his sermon and had his bathe and was dressed in white suit like an angel and so we headed back to my village. He said he would keep in touch and I said ok.

          Now back to 12^th January, 2014 and I was thinking what if this pastor had had his way with me that night I would have been a Gay today, and this is not by my wish but by force, I would see a woman and I would not appreciate her. Being a Gay is not the worst thing on earth but before you are to make someone else a gay especially someone younger he should consent to it and not you trying to force him to oblige. Well I thank God for the experience cos I learnt from it and I applied hard work to myself and studies and I secured admission.