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The Sounds of Rape
by Ramrod (rammer300@gmail.com)
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A vignette: A father listens as one son rapes the other.
(bb, preteens, nc, rp, inc, mast, anal, voy)
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I shut the door to the bedroom shared by my two sons, 7-
year-old Andy and 11-year-old Jimmy. I wait silently
outside their door as the five-inch erection Jimmy was
sporting all night indicated what was about to happen
next. My own cock bulges underneath my pajama pants as
my heart skips in anticipation. I'm filled with shame at
my own weakness.
Sure enough, I hear a drawer slide open as Jimmy
retrieved the tube of lube that he hid inside. I hear
the wet sounds of Jimmy rubbing the lubricant over his
erect cock before he steps across the room, no doubt to
apply more to his brother's asshole.
My older son had been regularly raping his little
brother for a couple of months now. I first realized
what was happening when I heard the unmistakable sounds
of pleasure from my room. To my shame, knowing such an
illicit act was happening just two doors down was a
major turn-on and I shamefully fell into the habit of
eavesdropping on their incestuous acts like a pervert.
It soon became clear that Andy was not a willing
participant in his brother's games.
"Can't I just suck your pee-pee, Jimmy?" Andy begs, his
voice indicating he's on the verge of tears. "It hurts
when you put it in my butt..."
"Shut up!" Jimmy snaps quietly. "And keep it down. Dad
might hear. Do you want him to find out his sons are
fags?" Andy must have shaken his head because Jimmy said
"Good."
I hear the drawer slide shut. Andy's bed creaks as Jimmy
joins him in it. There's a moment of silence as Jimmy
lines his cock up with Andy's asshole. My erection
pulses with wicked pleasure at Andy's first pained moan.
Soon my older son builds up a regular rhythm and I hear
the wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh mixed
with my younger son's muffled sobs of pain and
humiliation.
It's happening. My older son is raping his brother.
Rape. Gay incestuous rape is happening on the other side
of the wall I was leaning against. I free my erection
from my pajama pants and lightly stroke it. I don't want
to cum just yet.
I hear Jimmy's thrusts speeding up as his orgasm
approaches. I quicken the strokes on my cock in synch
with his thrusts into my younger son's unwilling
boycunt. I hit the edge but stop myself from cumming,
wanting to cum along with my son.
"Gonna cum, bitch," Jimmy growled, apparently forgetting
his own command for quiet. "You want it in your ass? You
want me to rape a thick, creamy load into your faggot
ass?" Andy has no time to answer before Jimmy lets out a
guttural groan of pleasure. "Oh FUCK YEEEAAAH!!!"
I silently cum along with him, spraying five ropes of
cum against the hallway wall. As my climax dies down, I
enjoy a second of the afterglow before wiping up my mess
with my shirt and returning to my bedroom to sleep.
END