My cousin was about 14 years old at the time. He wanted to show me his cubby house, which was in a shed that had two bunk beds. Two of his friends were there. First they asked me what game did I want to play. I said doctors and nurses (I can't remember why) So they took off my clothes and started kissing me on my breasts. Because I was only a child, an adult undressing me was not a threat and the kissing part I didn't understand but I accepted as something adults do (to a six year old a 14 year old is an adult). They then made me lay on top of them as one by one as they put their penis in my crack (ok I know this is confronting but victims of child sexuall abuse have to deal with this). The whole time they were saying "isn't this a fun game" I went along with it because, well they were the adults, they were left in charge so they knew what was right. After a while some more of their friends showed up. I was only six and I could only count up to ten, so I don't know how many were there. My Cousin tried to get them all involved in this. Some did, some didn't. When I started to protest about it, my cousin said he could bring my brother into the cubby house and do the same thing to him. I remember looking out of a crack in the wall, seeing my older brother playing and not wanting him to go thru this, I kept quiet and put up with it.
Later when my parents picked us up and took us home, I didn't say anything because I felt I was a part of it. I remember that night I put all of my teddybear's and dolls around me in a circle because they were going to protect me. Now, If a man gets a glassy eyed look around me, I get scared. And this was so many years ago... My cousin, who now has a wife and children, lives a happy normal life, and I'm left as an untrusting, scarred freak. I think if I ever came face to face with him, I would kill him.