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My Confession to My Friend, a Minister, Part 3
by Tom Hanks
We laughed. Okay, Mike, I will try. Mike said, "Thanks Bill."
I found I wasn't as sleepy as I first thought, so I knew what I had to do. I explained to this minister, I mean, 'Mike' what I was convulsing.
"Mike," I said, "I was sexually molested for a number of years since age 8. I have been to doctors, to psychiatrists and I am better now, but still very apprehensive and when I am touched, sexually, mentally and emotionally, I am thrown back to my childhood."
Mike held me tighter than ever and...we both because aroused, but we neither mentioned it…and I felt safe.
Mike interrupted, "Damn it! Damn him to hell!" Mike raised his voice. "Mike!" I said, in unbelief, "You are swearing?" We both blushed. Mike continued, "Sorry, Bill, I am also a man and very human and I cannot stand hearing about child abuse. Did you report him to the police, Bill?
“No, Mike, it was several years ago when to talk about such things were taboo. I was considering the ministry myself, but felt tainted afterwards. At any rate, I begged my mother not to report this as I did not want my picture plastered in the papers and television. She agreed. So I moved out and lived with my grandmother. He died a few years ago and I was set free or so I thought.”
Mike asked, "What do you mean Bill?" Well, I don't mean to make excuses, but the repeated abuses made me promiscuous and acting out."
"What do you mean, acting out, Bill?" I said, "I have found myself with other young guys my age and we would get in a circle jerk, or one on one, and we have made out."
In the dark, I could not see Mike's face, but I could hear the genuine concern and tenderness in his voice. “Bill,” he said, “no one has a right to hurt another person, or have the do anything against their will' You are safe with me, Bill.”
Through tears, I said, "Mike, I have never felt safer than in your arms." Mike snuggled up next to my face; his cheek to mine. Then he gently hugged me in tighter...and passionately kissed the corner of my lips and I couldn't hide my excitement.
Mike told me, "I love having you next to me and feeling your body, as well as your breath on my neck,' but we do not have to do anything but this....it is whatever you want?"
Our hearts pounded in unison. Our souls were knitted together. What love! What beautiful, manly love! I responded with a kiss and our hands became familiar with each other and there was no fear and there was no reservation. It was beautiful and I made my own vow...I will please this guy...and I did!
Mike, must have made the same vow. Because it was very conscious of my feelings and sensitive to my pain and past hurts... as he willing and tenderly kissed away my hurt and gently kissed my nipples.
As we made love, our bodies were intertwined, as we became one. It was so very beautiful feeling so complete and satisfied as I made this beautiful guy complete with me.
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