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The Unintended Rape That Wasn't
by Peter Rock (peterrocks21@hotmail.com)
***
A college student gets revenge on his sister's ex-
boyfriend. (MMm, underage, nc, rp, forced-bi, 1st-
gay-expr, alcohol, bd)
***
Author's Note: The following story, as indicated by
the title, involves adult themes and rape. I do not
advocate rape as it is a sick crime and anyone who
rapes someone should be thrown in jail. This story is
intended for entertainment purposes only. Any
resemblance of characters or events depicted herein
is a coincidence.
If you feel you might be offended by the following,
stop reading now, or continue at your own risk. If
you are not of legal age to read adult entertainment,
then please leave. This is basically story about sex
between men, however there is an incidental sex scene
between a male and a female college student.
Constructive comments are welcome at the e-mail
address above.
This is copyrighted by the author, Peter Rock.
***
Steve Sears and I were both students at a large
university in the Midwest. We were also on the
football team together; he was the quarterback and I
was a cornerback. I never liked Steve's swagger nor
his bragging about his sexual conquests. I certainly
did not like my younger sister Melanie dating him. To
hear her talk about him it was obvious that she
considered him to be a catch, at least in bed. Not
only was he the big man on the team, being the
quarterback, but he was also king of the locker room,
with the largest dick and balls swinging in the
showers. According to Melanie he also knew how to use
it in bed. I'll have to take her word on that.
Even though I never cared for Steve, I didn't hate
him. He was a great quarterback and I have to admit
that his cocksure attitude on the field with
teammates following his lead did carry many games for
us.
Or I should say I didn't hate him until Melanie
showed up on my doorstep early one morning in tears.
At first all she could get out through her sobs was,
"Steve". I assumed he had unceremoniously dumped her,
which would not be surprising considering he liked to
brag about the numbers of girls he fucked. As her
story came out I was horrified. Steve had raped her
at a party last night. I was furious that something
like that could happen to my sweet sister. Yet
somehow I was not surprised that Steve was capable of
doing it.
Apparently Steve had gotten Melanie drunk. I know my
sister does not like to drink. In fact I have only
seen Melanie drink one or two glasses of wine at the
most at any party. She has told me that she has tried
beer before, but she doesn't like the taste or the
way it goes down. So she only drinks it occasionally
to be social when there's nothing else to drink.
To continue with Melanie's story... Steve was
pledging a frat that had a frat party last night. All
the pledges were, to use Melanie's words, "acting
stupid" and "competing with each other" to get in.
Each pledge was trying to outdo the other pledges by
coming up with the most outlandish stunts. Melanie
did not want to stay around Steve and his "asshole
friends". Steve pleaded with her to stay telling her
it was important that he make a good impression with
the frat so he could get in. Putting his arm around
her and flashing his famous smile, he also told her
that all the frat brothers liked Melanie and wanted
her to stay.
So Melanie stayed. And ended up drinking beer and
punch. The frat brothers considered wine to be too
"girly" for a frat pledge party so none was there.
Earlier in the year I had been to a couple of their
frat parties and knew from firsthand experience they
liked spiked punch to get girls drunk.
An hour or two later Melanie and Steve were sitting
on the couch talking with the president of the frat,
Matt, when Matt suggested they do shots. Melanie had
never done shots before and didn't want to get drunk,
but Steve assured her the shots had almost no
alcohol. He said the peppermint shot was basically
flavored water so she tried a taste and liked it. The
party was in full swing and Melanie saw some other
girls doing the peppermint shots which put her mind
(which was foggy from the spiked punch) at ease.
Believing she was drinking flavored water she quickly
had six or seven shots.
The next thing she remembered was Steve leading her
to a spare bedroom and to the bed where he started
groping her. She tried to push him away, but he
overpowered her and grabbed her arms. Before she knew
it her arms were tied from behind and to the
bedposts. She could not escape. In no time at all,
Steve had Melanie's jeans down. Not even bothering to
undress he simply unzipped, pulled his cock out and
plunged into her.
As Steve was fucking her, she heard someone telling
Steve to "knock the bitch up". It took her a second
or two to recognize the voice, but she finally
figured out it was Matt, the frat president. At first
Melanie she wasn't paying attention to Matt's words,
as she struggled to get Steve off her. But when
Melanie started paying attention to what Matt was
yelling, she realized Steve was not wearing a condom
(she had always insisted that he do so) and that this
was the worst time of the month for her; she could
very well become impregnated. After Steve shot his
fertile load in her, he just jumped up and grinned at
Matt.
Matt gave him a high five saying, "Welcome to the
frat, bro!" Then Steve zipped up and walked out
laughing and joking with Matt, leaving Melanie still
tied to the bed. She was exhausted and too drunk to
move and passed out. When she came to her restraints
had been removed so she put her clothes on and made
her way home where she took a shower. She couldn't
sleep and that's when she showed up at my doorstep.
As Melanie told the story, I was furious. How dare
Steve and Matt play with people as though they were
toys? How dare they harm my sweet and innocent
younger sister! And since it was a frat pledge party
who knew if someone else had raped her as she lay
passed out on the bed (though I didn't tell her
that).
I suggested that Melanie report it to the police and
go to the hospital. Melanie did not want to, feeling
that it would ruin her reputation and that the
college would support the school's star quarterback.
She felt powerless and humiliated. As I comforted
Melanie sitting next to me I came up with a plan for
revenge on Steve.
First, I knew that Steve had a single in the dorms.
After a little research I created a profile on one of
the gay online hookup sites aimed at the S&M and
bondage crowd. I filled in a profile with Steve's
information. I know that most people use fake names,
and stretch the truth when it comes to such things as
dick size, muscles, age, etc. But Steve was a prime
college football quarterback and 100% hunk. There was
no need to make up anything. In fact I put Steve's
real first and last names as part of his login.
I thought, with some irony, that Steve's profile must
have been the only one on any hook-up site, gay or
straight, that was 100% accurate. Since Steve was
well known around campus I easily found a half dozen
of his pics from several friends' social media
accounts. Under the guise of typical male college
locker room behavior, I was able to use my cell phone
to snap a few of him nude in the showers, mostly of
his ass, though I had a couple with both his big dick
and face in them. It was a stroke of good luck that
one full frontal came out looking just like a picture
someone would take for hooking up online.
After I completed Steve's profile on the S&M/bondage
site I would sign in almost every day (always at one
of the many cafes near campus with online access)
over a period of a month and chatted with the guys
who were interested in getting together with a hot
college guy... and the pictures of Steve I had posted
on the site drew a lot of responses.
I finally settled on four guys with profiles (and
videos!) who were just what I was looking for. It was
time to put the next phase of the plan into place.
One Wednesday about a month after Steve had raped my
sister, I was able to sneak into Steve's dorm room
while he was taking a shower. Using his computer I
logged into the S&M/bondage site with the account I
had set up for Steve's and sent a quick e-mail to the
four guys who were essential to the plan. It was
essential to the plan that the e-mail come from
Steve's computer.
Then on Friday night I was out with my football
teammates, including Steve, celebrating our latest
victory at some local bar. My plan required Steve to
be alone in his room so I ran interference, making
sure the star of the team didn't score with any of
the girls. I watched Steve drink a lot and curse his
luck at not being able to find a hot girl to fuck. By
2 am, when the bars closed, Steve was stumbling just
a bit.
A couple of the other football players and I helped
Steve up to his room. I went over to the small fridge
in his room and filled a large glass with some orange
juice. While the other guys were preoccupied with
getting Steve turned over on his chest, I slipped two
Viagra I had crushed earlier into the orange juice. I
knew that Steve, being straight, would not get a
hard-on for what I had planned for him later, but I
needed him hard. Before and after practice in the
locker room he had often bragged about taking a
Viagra when he wanted to fuck all night. Tonight he
was getting two.
We stayed a few minutes while I watched him drink his
spiked oj. After turning him onto his stomach so he
would be face down (in case he threw up) we left. On
the way out, one of the other guys said, "We should
leave the door unlocked in case we need to check on
him in the morning." My plan was going better than
expected. I didn't have to make the suggestion to
keep the door unlocked, which might throw suspicion
on me if anything went wrong with my plan.
One of the football players who helped put Steve to
bed was my roommate. As we walked together to our
dorm we expressed our usual concern towards Steve and
hoped he wouldn't have too much of a hangover the
next morning. When we got back to the dorm, our next-
door neighbor had a party going on in his room.
Knowing we wouldn't be able to sleep through the
noise we joined in the late night fun.
I slipped out of the party for a few minutes and made
my way to Steve's dorm room where I quickly sent four
short e-mails from Steve's computer reading, "I'm
drunk as hell and "passed out"... I'm ready. Come on
over and let's do it. Remember to follow the
directions from Wednesday's e-mail." I quickly made
my way back to join my roommate at the neighbor's
party so as not to be missed.
Part 2
Within 20 minutes the four guys from the bondage site
showed up in Steve's room, as instructed in
Wednesday's e-mail I had sent from his computer.
"Steve's" e-mail had instructed them to open the door
and walk in quietly, without knocking. They were all
to wait until everyone was there before doing
anything.
The first to show up was Rob. He was in his late
20's, 6 feet tall with a solid rugby player's build
and blond hair with blue eyes. He had recently joined
the S&M bondage site and was a bit nervous walking
into a stranger's room. But Rob had been around
enough to know that there were plenty of guys out
there with far stranger desires than anonymous sex
and role play scenes. The thought of having sex with
a hot frat boy in his dorm room was what convinced
Rob to go.
Second to arrive was 33 year-old Greg. Like Rob, he
had blond hair and blue eyes, but he had a swimmer's
build. He had been active on the S&M scene for about
10 years. He loved realistic rape role-play scenes.
The third guy, Mark, had thinning black hair, hazel
eyes and was in his 40's. Mark looked like a regular
guy and even had a bit of a beer belly; but he also
had a dark side that he fulfilled from time to time
when he found willing partners. He liked role-play
with drunk guys, passed out guys and rape. While in
high school and college he had been bullied by jocks.
He viewed this as an opportunity to "get back" at the
jocks who had bullied him.
Last to arrive was Dante, a mid-thirties Latino with
typical Mexican-American features; dark hair, brown
eyes and brown skin. Dante had grown up in a rough
area of Los Angeles, scaring a lot of people just by
the tough way he looked. He also resented "rich white
boys" who seemed to think they were better than
everyone else and put down Latinos like Dante.
As the four guys arrived at Steve's dorm room, the
scene was just as "Steve's" e-mail had promised them;
he would be "passed out" from drinking, face down,
ass up with his sweats still on.
The four guys looked at Steve's passed out body and
began thinking about all the fun they would have with
him. Steve's instructions in his e-mail had said that
if they followed the e-mail, then there would be a
repeat session. After getting a good look at Steve
and discovering the e-mail was not a hoax or trick,
each of them was determined to follow the
instructions so they could repeat this hot scene with
the university's star football player.
Dante, pulling out a small camera, was the first to
speak. "OK everyone have their cameras?" The others
all nodded reaching for their own cameras. Dante set
his up on the dresser to the right of the bed, aimed
at Steve as he lay on the bed. Rob set his up on the
desk, at the foot of the bed while Greg and Mark held
theirs.
Rob and Greg each took a leg of Steve's sweats and
pulled them off. Mark took off Steve's underwear
while Dante cut off Steve's t-shirt with the
switchblade he always carried. Steve was still face
down, snoring and now completely naked. The four guys
looked at Steve's hard muscular jock ass facing them
and got harder than they ever had been before in
their lives.
Greg and Mark turned their cameras on and started
videoing the snoring Steve while Dante and Rob took
their clothes off in the background.
When all four guys were naked, Dante grabbed Steve's
shoulder and said, "Ok guys, let's roll him over onto
his back and get a look at this faggot boy's dick."
After they rolled him over, Dante, still taking the
lead asked, "Who wants to tie him up?" Greg pulled a
length of rope from his bag and approached Steve's
bed, tying his hands over his head. Then they put
another rope around Steve's chest, tying it on each
side of the bed frame to hold Steve down.
By this time Steve started to stir. Rob and Greg
adjusted the cameras, anxious to get Steve's reaction
when he "woke up." This marked the true beginning of
the fantasy Steve had wanted to act out in "his" e-
mail to them and he wanted them to capture his
surprise as he woke up on film.
Steve was now moaning, trying to make sense of what
was happening. Blinking he looked at the four
strangers around him. "Hey, what are you doing?"
Steve struggled to get up and realized he was
strapped down with a coarse rope and his hands tied
together. "What the fuck...!?"
Dante walked over to Steve and slapped him across the
face. "If you don't want to get hurt you'll do as we
say." Dante grinned in satisfaction, knowing that
Steve would put up a fight to make this as "real" as
possible. This was just what Dante lived for;
realistic role-play rape scenes.
Steve started struggling more but could not break the
rope. His face was red and furious. "What are you
doing?" he yelled. "Get out!"
Rob said, "Or what? You'll call the cops?" I'd like
to see you try that with your hands tied."
"No, I don't need to call the cops. They're
worthless. I'll just start shouting and wake up
everyone on this floor."
Dante took out his switchblade and flicked it open.
Using the flat part of the blade he lifted Steve's
limp cock. "We know you like dicks up your ass. Hard,
throbbing dicks pumping big loads of cum up your ass.
You don't know how to use your dick, and it's a nice
dick too. Such a waste. I should just cut it off now
and make you the pussy boy you really crave to be."
With the flat of the knife still under Steve's dick,
Dante started bouncing it up and down.
"Get that thing the hell away from me, man!" Steve
shouted in dismay. "I'm not a fag!" By now he was
sweating. "And I don't like to get fucked. If there's
any fucking going on here, I'm the one who's gonna
fuck you guys up."
Dante laughed and continued bouncing Steve's dick up
and down on the flat of the switchblade, watching the
dick swell at the stimulation. "That's what you
think, do you?"
Mark, nodding to Steve's dick said, "Hey faggot,
looks like you can't wait to get your ass filled with
our loads." Steve looked down at his own dick and
realized with horror he had a hard-on.
Steve shouted back, "Fuck you! You wouldn't dare cut
my dick off."
Dante scowled, looking like the street thug he was,
suddenly made a sharp jabbing motion with the
switchblade towards Steve's balls; drawing a small
amount of blood from them. "You don't know what I'll
do." Dante snarled. "You're the one tied up with four
naked guys around you, about to fuck you. And I'm the
one with the blade."
"Hey guys, let's get this started." Mark said,
grabbing Steve's ripped t-shirt from the floor and
approached Steve. Still defiant, Steve kicked with
his powerful legs and slammed his heel into Mark's
hip, throwing him off balance and falling to the
floor. Mark was sore. Rob grabbed Steve's legs and
held them.
"Let's turn him back over." Dante said. "I want to
see that pussy ass again."
Mark stood up and punched Steve in the side saying,
"I want to make him pay."
"What do you have in mind?" Rob asked.
"I have a couple friends who would love a chance to
tap this." Mark said, roughly grabbing Steve's ass.
Greg said, "Yeah, I know a couple people too."
"Nah, man." Rob looked at each of the guys. "He only
invited us."
Dante said, "Fuck that shit. I say we invite everyone
we know."
"This is a dorm, if we have any more people it will
get out of hand. The cops will come. I don't want to
explain what we're doing with the school's star
quarterback tied up and being fucked by a bunch of
guys, even if he did invite us." Rob said.
"Yeah... OK," Mark said reluctantly, still rubbing
his hip where Steve had kicked him.
"Shit man, let's just start raping his faggot ass,"
Dante said, looking at Steve's upturned ass.
As they went towards Steve he started kicking again.
Rob and Dante each managed to get a leg while Mark
and Greg loosened the rope on one side and turned him
over on his back. Mark and Greg each grabbed some
more rope and, looping the rope through the frame of
the bed, they managed to tie his ankles down.
They all looked at Steve's upturned ass. "Who's
first?" Greg asked.
"I'm first." Dante said.
"No way," said Rob, glancing down at Dante's cock
before raising his eyes to meet his stare. "You have
a monster cock and will ruin him for the rest of us.
I should go first. I was here first."
"If you're worried about Dante's cock size, then we
should go first in order of cock size. Smallest
first," Greg said.
They all looked at each other's still hard cocks. "I
guess that means I go first," Greg continued. For
once it's nice to be the smallest one in the crowd."
Turning red he quickly added, "Not that I'm small,
but compared to you guys..."
"Fine," said Rob. Let's go according to cock size.
That makes me second." Pointing at Mark he said, you
third and the Latino goes fourth.
"I'm gonna face fuck him while you guys fuck him.
Make sure he knows every inch of me real good." Dante
was stroking his cock, looking at Steve.
Without another word Greg stepped up to Steve's
upturned butt and started fingering him to loosen him
up.
"Just shove it in, man." Said Dante as he was taking
the gag out of Steve's mouth.
"When it's your turn you can shove it in if you
want," Greg said. "I'm gonna do it my way."
"If you don't hurry up then I'm going first and you
can go last. I came here to fuck him, not play with
his ass," Rob looked at Greg with a challenging
stare.
Greg took his dick in one hand, slid it up and down a
few times on Steve's hole. With the other hand he
stuck first one finger then another and another into
Steve to loosen him up. After he had three fingers
pumping in and out for a few minutes, he lined up his
dick on Steve's hole.
With the hand that had just been loosening up Steve,
Greg grabbed his camera, turning it on and said, "I'm
going to film this." He held his cock just above
Steve's hole and watched as his pre-cum dripped down
into Steve's still open hole, sucking down the pre-
cum. Squeezing out a brief flow of pre-cum he pushed
his dick down so it was just touching the Steve's
hole. Then he began to push very slowly into Steve's
butt, watching his dick slowly disappear.
"Owww!" Steve shouted, his mouth no longer gagged as
Dante was had his cock out wiping the pre-cum all
over his face and lips. "I'm not a fag!"
"This will shut him up." Dante said. "Now suck my
dick, faggot."
"That's hot, man," said Mark, aiming his camera to
capture the moment when Dante's dick went into
Steve's mouth. "How do you like sucking a fat Cholo
sausage, college boy? Does it taste good?"
All Steve could do was grunt around the thick meat in
his mouth.
"Yea man, nothing like a good blow job," Dante
grunted.
Greg was now buried balls deep in Steve's ass and
started pounding away. Rob walked over and started
jacking his cock over Greg's as it was sliding in and
out of Steve's ass. Steve was struggling to avoid the
double assault on his ass and mouth.
"Watch your teeth, faggot." Dante brought up the
switchblade to Steve's throat. "You don't want an
accident to happen, do you?" Steve stopped struggling
and tried to curl his lips over his teeth, just like
he taught chicks to do when they went down on him.
Humiliated and in pain he couldn't help but let out
some moans.
Dante said sarcastically, "Poor baby is hurting."
"Here's some lube," Rob said as he continued to jack
his dick with his copious amount of pre-cum oozing
down onto Greg's dick as it slid in and out of
Steve's hole.
Greg said, "This faggot has a tight hole. If I didn't
know better I would think this faggot is a virgin."
Greg started to slow down. "Keep up that precum, man.
That feels fantastic. I'm gonna blow." Greg stopped
and watched as Rob's precum continued to flow down
onto his dick. Greg started up again and pounded
Steve's ass; with a quick "Shit, shit, shit" he
unloaded in Steve's ass. Spent and keeping his dick
in Steve's ass Greg collapsed forward onto Steve's
back.
"Man, that was the best fuck ever."
"Move out of the way and let me in there," said Rob
still jacking his dick. Greg pulled out of Steve's
ass and watched as his cum started flowing out.
"You'd better plug that leak before the room is
flooded," Greg laughed. He moved back and Rob stepped
up to Greg's hole with cum still flowing out. As he
slid in he said, "Hot damn you're right that feels
good. I'm not gonna last long." True to his word,
less than a minute later Rob started dumping his load
into Steve's ass, coating Steve's insides with his
cum.
Rob pulled out with Mark quickly taking his place.
Mark rubbed his dick in circles around Steve's hole,
collecting the cum dripping from Steve's ass. Once it
was all collected on Steve's hole Mark slowly pushed
forward forcing the cum back into Steve's hole.
"I don't believe how hot that feels," Mark moaned
with his dick buried in Steve's ass, just holding it
there. "Oh my God, I think I could cum without even
moving my dick. I could spurt just like this." Mark
slowly pulled out until just the head was in Steve's
ass, then pushed back. After that slow in and out a
couple minutes Mark shouted, "Take my load, bitch!"
Mark just held his dick in Steve's ass as he began to
unload. He pulled out about halfway through his long
orgasm and shot two big spurts of cum on Steve's
balls before slamming back in and holding his dick
still until he finished unloading. He squeezed to
make sure as much cum as possible was drained from
his cock into Steve's ass.
Mark fell forward onto Steve's back.
"Outta the way," Dante said, pulling his dick from
Steve's mouth. "I'll show you haw a real fucking is
done."
Steve could only moan.
Dante moved off the bed and said, "I want to see his
face as I fuck him." Let's turn him over. He got out
his switchblade, "You better not try anything." Steve
could only give a quick nod while his rapists
loosened the rope and turned him over.
Once Steve was face up on the bed Dante moved between
his legs and sneered, "I knew you were a pussy boy
who only wants loads up his ass. You've got a big
hard-on from being pumped full of cum. Or are you
hard from thinking about my big man meat stuffing
your mouth?" Dante slapped his big dick on Steve's
throbbing hard-on and balls that were covered in cum
that had dripped from his ass from the three guys who
had fucked him thus far. "You white boy faggots don't
deserve a real man's meat. I'm gonna fuck you up real
good."
Dante rubbed his dick, both the head and the shaft,
up and down Steve's hole and balls, until Dante's
entire dick was covered in a mixture of his own pre-
cum and the cum of the other three guys. "I think you
need to taste what you're getting." Dante reached
over and with his right hand he stroked Steve's
throbbing dick until his fingers were covered in
Steve's pre-cum.
Dante moved to Steve's face. "You're going to do as I
say, right?"
Steve could only nod.
"Say it. Say 'Yes sir, I will do what you want."'
"Yes sir, I will do what you want." Steve looked
utterly defeated.
"Tell me that you want me."
"I want you."
"What else do you want?"
Steve didn't know what to say. Mark leaned over and
slapped Steve across the face. "Tell him you want his
load."
"I want your load." Steve managed to get out, then
quickly added, "Sir."
"Good boy."
"Taste this." Dante said holding up his fingers
covered in Steve's precum to Steve's mouth.
Steve had never tasted his own pre-cum and looked
disgusted but opened his mouth to taste himself on
Dante's fingers. Dante shoved his fingers into
Steve's mouth. "Clean all your messy pre-cum from my
fingers." Steve continued to lick. "Now suck on each
finger." Dante gave him one finger at a time.
Dante, satisfied that his fingers were clean, pulled
his fingers out of Steve's mouth. Humiliated, Steve
turned his head, not able to look at anyone.
"Don't turn your head away from me." Dante slapped
him across the face with his now clean hand. "Look at
me."
Steve turned and looked at Dante, who was now waiving
his cum-covered dick in Steve's face.
"Open up again. This is the best part for a pussy boy
like you. See that cum on it? That's the cum of the
three guys who fucked you mixed with my pre-cum. This
is the cum that leaked out of your ass. You should
never let good cum go to waste."
Dante rubbed the head of his dick around Steve's
closed lips, smearing the cummy mixture around.
"Open up." Steve just turned his head away from the
huge dick smeared with cum. Dante picked up his
switchblade and repeated, "Open up."
Steve turned his head and slowly opened his mouth.
Dante grabbed Steve's face and pushed just the head
of his dick into Steve's mouth, letting it rest on
his tongue. "Now just suck the head. And work your
tongue into my skin." After a few minutes of cleaning
Dante's uncut head Dante pushed a little bit more in,
"Here some more of my snack for you."
Satisfied that his dick was clean, Dante pulled out
of Steve's mouth and said, "We've saved the best for
last." Dante went around to Steve's butt and rammed
his dick up the cum-filled hole.
Dante, feeling the cum around his dick grinned at the
other three guys in the room, "You guys had a party
in here. I can tell it was quite a party."
With that Dante picked up speed and began fucking
Steve hard. Rob and Greg took turns fucking Steve's
mouth.
Mark eyed Steve's throbbing cock and said, "I've
always wanted to be fucked by a hot college jock."
Not receiving a response from the other guys, Mark
climbed onto the bed, straddling Steve while Dante
continued his fucking. Mark had already lubed himself
up so he just slowly lowered himself down on Steve's
big cock.
Steve could not believe he was being fucked by a guy,
he was sucking two more dicks and he was fucking
another guy... all at the same time. He wondered what
he could have done to deserve such abuse. But he was
even more confused by his own hard-on and how good it
felt in another guy's ass.
Dante shouted, "Here it comes, bitch! Take my load,"
and continued to pound away. "I'm gonna knock up your
pussy, boy." He speeded up even more. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Here it comes!" He shouted as his balls began to
crawl upward and his big fat long dick pumped his
huge load deeper into Steve's guts than anyone else
had.
Just as Dante was cumming up his ass, Steve could
feel his balls tingling with that sensation he loved
so much, letting him know that he was about to cum.
When Steve felt the first powerful spurts of Dante's
cum hitting his insides it set him off and he
unloaded into Mark's ass. Mark slowly climbed off of
Steve, relishing the feel of a hot jock's cum in his
ass.
Dante pulled out of Steve's butt and came over to
watch Greg and Rob face fuck him. "Ok guys, move
over." Dante stepped up to Steve's face up holding
his dick, which was covered in everyone's cum from
Steve's ass.
"Pussy boy, open up." Obediently Steve opened up.
"Now this is good to the last drop, so remember don't
waste. Suck me all the cum leaking from my dick. I
want it clean."
When Dante decided that Steve had gotten every last
drop of cum out of his fat monster, he moved over to
let the other guys take their turns fucking Steve's
face.
After all four shot their loads down Steve's throat
they dressed, picked up their cameras, loosened the
bindings holding Steve and left.
Steve was able to work out of the bindings but the
rapists were long gone. As he lay on his bed he
realized he was still hard but couldn't understand
why. His ass was sore and he wanted to puke until all
the cum was out of his stomach though his cock was
throbbing. Still lying on his bed, Steve reached
around and felt his ass, hoping he wasn't permanently
damaged. He felt something wet dripping out of his
ass. Fearing it was blood he brought his hand up and
realized there was no blood, just cum. Steve was sure
he was bleeding so he felt again with his hand,
getting more cum on it as it ran out of his ass.
Remembering that the thug had pricked his balls with
a switchblade Steve sat up in bed to examine his
balls. While he was tugging his balls around,
examining them he got cum all over his balls and
dick. At first he was repulsed by the thought of the
cum from four guys on his dick and balls but he was
too tired to get up and wash and wanted to rest a
minute.
He started to doze off and while doing so he
reflexively started to jack-off his hard cock which
ached for another release. He came fully awake with a
start when he realized he was jacking off with the
cum of four other guys! But he was so close to
cumming and the feeling of the cum on his cock was
just too pleasurable so he shot his load.
The next day he went to the police station to report
his rape. He was referred to the hospital where the
doctors and nurses examined him and swabbed him for
evidence of the rape. He was even more humiliated
over the procedure at the hospital then what had
happened the night before, but he was determined not
to let those faggots get away with it.
The first of the four guys to be arrested was Dante.
The police had found his fingerprints in Steve's
room. Dante, having had run-ins with the law before,
was in the fingerprint database. While in custody
Dante told the police that he had met Steve through
the internet and Steve had invited him over as part
of a rape role play scene.
The police went back to Steve's dorm room and
collected his computer as further evidence. Going
through his e-mails they identified and arrested the
other three guys. Their stories all matched up.
About two months after the rape Steve's attorney
called him to tell him the police were dropping the
charges against all four men. When Steve had calmed
down enough after hearing the news, the attorney said
there wasn't any evidence to suggest a rape. Yes,
there was rough sex and the DNA of the four guys
matched the samples the hospital had taken from
Steve; but with the cameras and footage the four guys
had taken, the police thought it was consensual.
The attorney went on to say that the police, using
Steve's computer had found his profile on a S&M
Bondage site, furthermore on Wednesday, two days
before the alleged rape, Steve had sent e-mails from
his own computer with very detailed invitations for a
realist "forced rape" role play session to the four
guys. The details included what he would be wearing
and that he would be face down on his bed. The
pictures and video the men had made supported
everything detailed in the e-mail.
Steve was flabbergasted and insisted there must be a
mistake.
When Steve asked the attorney about the cum in his
ass, the attorney said that is exactly what Steve had
wanted in his e-mail. The clincher was that they
found Steve's own cum mixed in with the cum of the
other four guys. The police felt Steve's cum was
evidence that he had enjoyed the sex with the other
guys. They believed Steve had some reason for wanting
to put them in jail, though they didn't know why, but
suspected he was a closet homosexual, exhibiting
extreme homophobia.
The police eventually did press charges against Steve
for making false statements to them, there was a jury
trial, which brought out all the evidence the police
had accumulated. Steve was very humiliated when
portions of the sex tapes were shown in a packed
courthouse with him getting fucked by these four guys
and asking for Dante's load.
The prosecution had felt it important to show some of
what occurred because of the lengths Steve had gone
to frame them. The whole courthouse was shocked that
Steve had sent e-mails and had conversations with
these guys specifically wanting to make videos to put
online. The jury found Steve guilty, sentencing him
to two years in prison.
On his first day in prison he befriended the toughest
inmate, Julio, believing he would offer protection.
In fact Julio did offer protection and made it clear
no one was to harm Steve. But Julio also had other
plans. Beginning the second week Steve was in prison
enjoying the safety Julio offered, Julio whored him
out for the next two years to all the other inmates,
of all ages and races. Julio only felt it right that
he make money off Steve for protecting him from being
beaten up by the other inmates.
Karma.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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