A Collection of Gay Rape Stories – Part 2

Part 2
Jason smoothed back his twin brother’s shorts to reveal one pale cheek of his ass.
“What are you doing?” David asked gently.
Jason didn’t answer, just slipped his thumb into his brother’s crack.
“What are you doing?!” David asked, demanding this time.
“Just..let me.” Jason said vacantly, leaning his weight down to pen David with his other arm.
“Jason! Don’t.” David whined.
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“nuuuhh!” Brandon said almost incoherently, trying desperately to push away the naked thighs pressed tight against his buttocks.
But he was no match for the other boys. Brian’s significantly large cock pressed against the opening to his virgin guts, while Chris held his down, equally hard and massive dick slapping against Brandon’s face irratically.
“Fuckin’ whore. Fuckin’ whore.” Brian muttered as he sunk into the tight sphinctor, “You take it. You take it.”
Chris groaned deep in his throat at the sight, allowing Brandon one good flail before he held him down again. The scream is what made him plunge his cock into the unwilling mouth. It both turned him on beyond belief, and needed to be quieted.
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I fucked him hard, plungeing my ten inch cock into his ass as hard as I could. My fingers bit into the soft flesh of his nice butt and were sure to leave imprints. He babbled and whined the whole time, and with every thrust of my hips his voice raised an octive and then dropped back down again. He’d gone from begging me to stop, to just pleading that I wouldn’t tell anyone about it. It wasn’t like it even mattered, the stupid cunt was so drunk he couldn’t even fight back properly, let alone remember any of this tomorrow. I was a little surprised he’d stayed concious for this long. College parties are great like that.
Maybe he was enjoying it. Maybe he had fantisized about being forced into gay sex his whole life, and now he could just show some token resistance and then let it happen. And oh, how he was letting it happen.