efore I begin let me just warn you that this very confusing and complex, so I'm going to do my best to try to make sense. I'm 28, unemployed, and I suffer from aspergers which messes up my whole social life. Well, I've been living in my house for two years when I was laid off from my office. My parents welcomed me back and I started to crawl into a deep depression, my days were filled with eating and surfing the Internet. I started to become heavier and my job search went all the way down. Not only did I bring myself into depression I brought my parents as well and this made them fight with eatch other every day. They couldn't handle me any more and gave me the worst news I could ever imagine.

They told me I was going to move in with my uncle that lives in NY, (I live in Maryland) this was the scariest thing since my uncle is known to be very creepy and well gay. He lives by himself and was married once but got divorced in the 80s and came out that he was gay. Nobody in my family likes him and they dislike him so much they disconnected from the family. Unfortunately my parents were desperate for me to move on so they knew he was the only one that would take me. My mom was against it at first but my dad talked it into her on how much my uncle change. The next month it's pretty much me fighting and refusing to leave but one day I went to the bank and when I came back my parents packed my bags. I had no choice so I had to move in with my uncle. Again my uncle is very gay, he talks in a lisp and has long curly hair pushed back, he's also old as fuck.

The first day was awkward and he tried talking to me but I kept listening rather than talk. At that same night when I went to bed I couldn't sleep so I decided to go to the bathroom and maybe have a wank. Right when I walk to the bathroom I hear a weird noice so I looked to the left and I was scared as shit. My uncles door was wide open and the room was filled with candles and the horror begins when I saw my uncle masterbating his penis while on those plug in dildos that vibrate. The creepiest thing was that he just smiled and stroked his penis slowly while going up and down his dildo slowly. I couldn't move for a few seconds because I was in shock. After a few seconds I ran into my room and locked the door.

The next morning my uncle makes breakfast and acts as nothing ever happend he even starts talking about his plants. I didn't say anything, I couldn't even look at him. So next night I knew I couldn't leave the room so I decided to stay inside my room no matter what. Well, as I was falling asleep I was wakened by a weird noise, it sounded like someone fell. I went outside my room to see the most horrific thing in my life, my uncle was on the kitchen table doing the same thing, riding his dildo and smiling while looking at me. The dildo was plugged where the blender usually goes. I then ran to my room and locked the door. Again my uncle pretends nothing happened. It's been one week and three days since I moved and I'm terrified as hell I always lock my room and hide under the blanket. I know my uncle is trying to lure me out like making loud noises, he even slipped a Hershey's bar under the door one night. I'm in fear every night and I tell my parents but they think its me lying to get back. When I tell my dad he laughs and hangs up the phone. What do I do? If anyone helps ill post a picture of my uncle.