Your Stories #4: male
When I was fourteen or so, I answered a phone call from a man claiming he was from the government, and he just had a few questions he needed to ask me… They started off general and innocuous and gradually got more personal. What did I look like? Um…I dunno. Well, was I small, medium, or large ? (like French fries).
Finally he asked me if I had had sex before, and if I knew how to masturbate. “Masturbation is very healthy,” he said, “it relieves tension.” He proceeded to attempt to teach me how. I don’t know why I let him lead me on. I might have figured out at any moment that he was hardly a government official, but I was rather sheltered. Anyway, of course I understand now he was looking for phone sex, but at the time, I was completely baffled. I made an excuse and hung up about the time he started moaning into the phone.
Afterwards, I knew I had participated in something unsavory. When I told my parents and friends about it and realized that, no, he was not from the government, and no, he really had no business asking me those questions, I felt really stupid. But the worst part wasn’t even that he had done anything to me. It was that I participated. I answered his questions and I stayed on the phone with him for way too long, because I was intensely lonely and curious about my sexuality.