I was 15 and to young to know what r**e really meant. For me getting harassed was something older boys did to younger ones just for fun. Always thought getting bullied was a boy thing and something every boy had experience. I myself got harassed countless times and saw other boys go through the same thing. Living in a bad neighborhood infested by gangs and drugs didn't help either. Hanging out in the streets with friends, avoiding was the first line of defense. I was walking home through the park when a group of rowdy boys dragged me into the public park bathrooms. I remember one of the four girls that were with them, telling them "make him take his clothes off" I ended up stark naked, humiliated and forced to jerk off in front of a bunch of laughing girls. I remember them telling me to spread my legs, keep my free hand in back of me while waiting to watch me squeeze out my load. The experience was totally degrading and sexually abusive and could never work up the courage to tell anyone about it. Years latter I realized it could have been a lot worst, but still kept it as my biggest secret of the worst bullying I ever went through.