Hommie's Rape


Keyword: mm+, rape

   BY ONEHEAVYHAND@hotmail.com



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   Hommie's Rape



   It was only natural that a 14 year old boy would go crazy when couped up
in a small two bedroom apartment.  The place felt like a prison cell with
the three of us 3 kids and our parents climbing all over each other.  Dad
had always been one to go from job to job so this was far from the first
such apartment we had been forced to live in.  Little consolation when your
twin older sisters were bitches straight out of the pages of Braum Stokers
Dracula.

   I lasted three days before I had enough, stuck listening to mom and my
sisters fighting about the heat, the food, the roaches, and anything else
they could think of.  I had to slip out to do a little exploring or atleast
get away from the constant fights.

   I was never one to be afraid of exploring new places.  You couldn't be
with a family like mine, always moving from one place to another.  Dad was
something of a migrant worker you could say.  It wasn't that he was a
illegal or anything like that, he just had a tendancy to get in the kind of
trouble that keep us moving.

   I had gotten seven blocks from the apartment when a group of older black
boys started following me.  There were five of them, all clearly part of a
local gang.  Having seen a few gang's I did my best to ignore them.  Most
of these street corner gangs would lose interest if I just kept walking. 
Still I kept an eye on them through the reflections of the store front
windows.

   I started looking for chance to cross the street or slip into a store
but found myself caught in the middle of the group, expertly herded down
the center of the walk as the boys started questioning me about where I was
going and how much money I had.  When I saw my opening I bolted between two
of them, race off down a side street with all five close on my heals.

   I didn't look back once, slowing only to make the first corner I came to
before putting everything I had into my escape down the dirty alley I found
myself.  I could hear the boys behind me now, the sounds of their footsteps
ringing between the walls.  In a last ditch effort to lose the boys I made
a quick left turn into what I thought was an outlet, finding myself instead
caught in the trash bay of some apartment building.

   I had a few seconds to look at the five as they took there time
surounding me.  Two of the boy's looking like brothers, both about 6 foot
tall and 200 pounds of muscle.  The leader of the group a short thin boy
with a pot marked face and a razor knife in hand.  There was a rather tall
one standing a good four inches taller than the rest and one that had I not
seen him do it I would have thought to fat to run more than a few feet.  He
only stood about 5'5 and weighed in an easy 250.

   Backing up till I had no place to go I put my hands out and begged the
five, "Come on guys, please I aint doing nothing."

   "Little Hommies like you gotta pay a toll to stroll down our street
fool." The shorter one said as the five moved in around me.

   "I don't have any money, I wasn't even supposed to be out.  I wanted to
check things out, you know."

   "What ya think Tyron, one of the brothers asked, "think we should let
him go."

   A moment later a fist was buried in my gut.  I fell to my knees with the
first blow, unable to breath or catch my breath.  I was sure the blow broke
a rib, the pain bringing tears to my eyes.

   "Little bitch cracker like you shouldn't be showin you're shit around
here." the little one said, "Clearly you don't know where you are".

   "Please" I managed as I tried to catch my breath, "I swear you won't see
me again."

   The fat one grinned, his white teeth showing through his black lips as
he pushed past the others.  "Well then guess we should get what we can now
then, eh DJ!"

   Tyron pulled me up straight by the hair as he chucked and said, "Hommie
wanna play da flute!"

   I knew what he ment the second the big black boy openend his fly,
pulling out what had to have been the thickest cock on earth.  I was scared
to death, my heart pounding.  I knew what was about to happen and had to
try and make a run for it.  Putting everything I had left into it I sprang
to my feet making it about an inch before being caught by my arms.  Tyron
and his brother twisting and lifting them behind me till I was on my knees
and bent slightly forward.

   DJ punched me twice more in the gut before pulling a razor knife from
his boot, shoving it to my neck as he growled "Fucking try that shit again
n I'll bleed your white ass right here." then steping back before
continuing, "Do Sam right bitch and maybe the boys and I will let you go
home to your mommy tonight."

   Sam didn't wait for an invatation, reaching down to grab a handful of
hair with one hand and guiding his cock to my lips with the other.  I
wanted to throw up, I wanted to breath, I wanted to be anyplace but where I
was.  Sam could have cared less what I wanted, pushing his thick member to
the back of my mouth and holding it there as I gagged.  I guess I could
have been thankful that he wasn't all that long and his belly kept him from
getting much deeper, not that I was thinking of how lucky I was at that
particular moment.

   "Suck it mutha fucker" filling my ears as Sam tried his best to force me
to swallow his cock.

   Hoping they would let me go I began sucking, my lips closing tightly
around his thick shaft as I tried to keep myself from throwing up.  His fat
belly slapping into my forhead adding to the nausia that threatened to
bring my dinner up any moment.

   Still sucking his cock, I was forced by Tyron and his brother to
straighten my legs.  Now standing bent at the waist with the big boy's cock
in my mouth pounding my mouth, unable to plead or fight as someone reached
under me and popped the button on my jeans.  All I could do was cry as my
pants were pulled down and tossed into the dumpster along with my underwear
and shoes.

   Sam was rocking his hips back and forth rapidly.  His cock only moving
an inch or two with each thrust, just enough to let me inhale after one
thrust and exhale the next.  The others jeering and laughing, talking about
how white my ass was and how big a slut I was going to be by the time they
finished with me.  I tried to move my ass away from them when I felt my
butt cheeks being spread apart, receiving a hard slap and another twist of
my arms that kept me off balance.

   Sam was ready to blow his load, his moaning the only warning I had
before feeling his cum spray against the back of my throat.  The taste was
horrible, salty and bitter like nothing I had ever tasted.  I could feel
the bile coming up from my stomach even before he backed away, laughing and
telling the others "Mutha fucka must like black snake tha way he was
suckin." A moment later I nearly got his rebooks as my dinner came up, my
stomach heaving, replacing the taste of his sperm with the acidic tast of
bile as my belly emptied on the ground between us.

   I couldn't see much of anything other than the ground and Sams fat
belly, but I could feel the cock being pressed against my ass.  Whomever it
was didn't wait for me to finish throwing up, his cock forcing it's way
past my sphincter while the others egged him on with things like "Pop that
crackers ass" and "Pound that hommies ass, nigger!"



   My world was crashing down around me, my ass hole stretched wider than
any shit I had ever taken and my stomach cramping from the effort of
tossing Sams cum back at him.  I couldn't believe it was happening or what
I had done to deserve it.  All I could do was grit my teeth as the black
dick tore it's way deeper into my ass.

   DJ pushed Sam asside, telling me "Best not toss mine back up or I'll
slit your fucking throat bitch." as he pushed his bonner to my lips.

   He Feed his cock between my open lips, grabbing a handful of hair and
shoving his hips violently forward.  His cock head reaching my throat as I
tried not to gag or throw up again.  All I could do was cry, tears running
down my face as the boys stood around watching and waiting for their turn
at this piece of white ass.

   I couldn't breathe and I couldn't scream the head his cock pushing a
good inch or more inside my throat, the head bulging beneath the skin and
bone of my neck as I prayed for my life.  Everything turned bright white
before he pulled his cock from my throat, waiting for me to suck in some
air before thrusting it back in just as deep.

   "Take it all bitch" and "Fuck it good" were the only things I could hear
over the slapping sounds behind me.  I must have looked like a hood
ornament off some old car, bent at the waist with my arms twisted back like
wings.  I could almost imagine what it would have looked like minus the
dick's working their way in and out of each end.

   I had lost any fight I had left, no longer caring about the pain or
burning.  The need to escape this humiliation making me feel like I was no
longer in my own body.  I had so detached my thoughts from my body I could
have sworn I was watching some other white boy being fucked as I hovered
above.  My thoughts on which was the bigger dick, the one that in that pour
boys mouth or the one in his ass.

   DJ started fucking my mouth like I imagined I would a girl's cunt, the
head popping in and out of my already sore throat time and time again.  I
felt the dick slide deep into my throat and stop, realizing that the
bastard was cuming only after feeling the warm gooey liquid spurt from the
throbbing head of his meat.  I had no choice, I couldn't spit it out if I
wanted.  I swallowed hard around his cock, the putrid fluids emptying into
my convulsing stomach.

   Ten seconds or ten minutes I couldn't begin to say how long it was
befoer I felt what I can only describe as a wet spot form deep inside my
ass.  It was just a warm wet feeling that grew and spread with each thrust
of the dick until it felt like my whole shit pipe was soaked, a Twinkie
with cream filling.

   When the next dick was pressed to my ass hole I thought I was ready. 
Still the burning pain forced out a scream before my mouth was filled with
Tyron's dark black piece of meat.  My body bounced front to back as cocks
slid in and out of my mouth and ass like pistons in an engine.  I never
felt the guy in my ass cum, the fluids of the last guy still to fresh. 
Only realizing he had finished when he pulled out, a loud fart escaping the
open hole he had left behind.

   Tyron held on, holding his shot as my ass was fucked yet again before
pulling his cock from my mouth and shooting his load across my face.  A
huge smile on his face as he called out "Look out boy's, here comes the
money shot!"

   It felt like hours had past from when I was first trapped in the little
bay.  Each of the boy's fucking my ass hole at least once before the little
one decided I had been punished enough.  Or perhaps just unable to get his
dick up for another round.  Instead grabbing a coke bottle from the
dumpster and shoving it into my ass before The five lined up like riflers
at an execution, there limp cocks in hand there piss splattering over my
head and chest.  The rancid liquid running down my shirt and over my balls
before splashing to the ground where they had left me.

   "Don't fucking come back and don't even think about calling no fucking
cops." DJ threatened before stuffing his cock back into his pants and
waving for the others to follow.  "If we see you're ass again you best just
bend the fuck over bitch."

   I just lay there in the puddle of piss as they walked off, listening as
Tyron's brother joke about how my ass was looser than his mothers.

   When I could finally move again I tossed my piss covered shirt into the
dumpster, fishing out my pants and dressing before heading home, the taste
of cum still all to fresh and the wet feeling between my ass cheeks
reminding me why every step was a literal pain in the ass.

   I couldn't tell anyone what happened, I knew that as soon as the first
dick entered my mouth.  People would think I wanted it, I instigated it or
something like that.  And how do you tell your dad how you had just given
up and let it all happen.  Telling mom would be worse, as mom would try and
find the guys and probably end up hurt or worse.  My sisters could never
know, the two hated me as it was and would find some way to use it against
me.



   Each time I woke with my pillow soaked in sweet I told myself it was
over.  By Monday morning as mom loaded us in the car I was starting to
believe it.  I stared out the window as we passed the place I had first
seen the gang, the street empty of all but the store clerks ariving for
work.

   Four more blocks and mom turned into the school, my sisters grabbing
their bags as mom reminded us to check in at the administrations office. 
Then calling out the window as we walked off, "I'm picking your dad up this
evening, you'll have to walk home."

   "It's ok," I thought to myself, "You can go a few blocks around." the
sweat on my forehead visible, my body starting to shake as the nightmare
came back to me.  Aware of how I looked I followed my sisters closly,
hoping no one would notice the sweaty little nerd.  We had only gone thirty
feet however when I saw them, all five sitting on the rails leading up into
school.
   End OneHeavyHand