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Chapter 19A- The Journey Back
I had been back at school for almost two weeks. My memory of the attack was still blocked. I was still having nightmares. Life was generally unpleasant. Today is Friday. My dad is picking me up at 1pm to take me to have my leg cast removed finally. I was so excited. I wouldn't need my crutches or a boot anymore. I would be able to take a full shower.
I was pleasantly surprised at the outpouring of care and concern my classmates and teachers expressed when I came back to school. I was doing good in my classes. Having my homework allowed me to not fall behind. I had a private meetings with the Principal and the Vice Principal. They expressed concern and sorrow for what happened under their watch. I had to meet with the school Counselor three times a week. School officials wanted to make sure they were covered from being sued by my family. There was nothing to worry about. Mom and Dad had no interest in hurting the school. In my free time I had gone out to the maintenance shed a couple of times hoping it would jog my memory. It hadn't yet, but did leave me in tears when I saw the blood stains they couldn't get off the concrete floor. I could only imagine what I looked like hanging by my wrists from the ceiling or so it had been explained to me.
My nightmares weren't as bad when Alan was holding me. His parents and my parents agreed it helped and allowed him to stay at my house on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights. The rest of the week I woke up in a cold sweat from my dreams. It always seemed I was on the edge of remembering what I had been dreaming about. That was very frustrating. I was seeing a therapist twice a week. Dr. Furgeson was a very nice woman and she always made me feel comfortable. Every session we would work on unlocking my memory. After about four weeks of work I had managed to remember some of the more violent items about my attack. She was happy with the progress. Every time when I left she would say "Brent, remember that none of this was your fault. You are the victim. Take it and use it to make you a stronger person." Therapist babble was all I thought she said.
Anyway as soon as they were finished cutting my cast off the rush of fresh air on my very hairy leg felt amazing. The next thing we noticed was the odor of rotten cheese coming from my leg. Doc confirmed the smell was normal and encouraged a good scrubbing in the shower when I got home. The doc did a quick check up on me and my healed and healing injuries. He was happy with my progression. He pulled me aside as were were leaving and said. "I think you can try having sex with Alan in two weeks. Take it slow and don't let him pound you very hard. You can still cause damage to the lining and rebuilt sphincter."
"Ok doc, that's great news. We will take it slow. Thanks for all the help."
"It's no Problem Brent, I glad we had a good outcome from all this. You're doing great. Take care."
Dad and I left we had to ride with the truck windows down because of the stink.
"I'm sorry son, you're leg smells like dirty jock cheese."
""Oh my god dad that's gross."
"Tell me about it."
We talked the remaining way home and once back at the house dad said shower now dude. You stink. I didn't care if I stunk, I could walk freely without any help. It felt good to climb the stairs on two feet. Once in the shower I scrubbed down spending extra time on my leg. As I carefully wash my ass I put my fingers on it to feel around. I really hadn't touched it except to wash or wipe since before the attack. It felt different. It felt good, but different. I wondered what new sensations I would have when Alan and I fucked for the first time. After my shower I sat and did my homework. Alan was to be here around 6pm. We were going to dinner as a family to celebrate me getting my cast off.
Later that night we were watching TV with my parents. About 10pm they said they were going to bed and for us to not stay up too late. After they left the room Alan leaned in and kissed me. We started making out. I was horney as hell and could quickly tell he was as well. The bulge in his shorts grew very fast and large. I broke away.
"Let's go to my room. I want to get naked with you."
"Fuck ya, let's go. I'm so damn horney."
I shut off the tv and lights and we quickly retreated to my room. Once the door was closed we pulled and clawed each others clothes off until we were only in our underwear. I just looked at Alan. He looked so hot in his little black jock. It was barely holding his hard cock in place.
"Like what you see babe?"
"Yes I do sexy."
"I like your blue brief..wait is that a thong?"
"Yes it is."
He walked up and wrapped his arms around me. His hand coming to rest on the mounds of my ass.
"Oh fuck, I love this. So perfect, so fuckable."
"Hold on stud no fucking for two more weeks. Doc's orders, but I thought if you wanted to finger it you could."
"And maybe lick it. You know I want in there."
"Oh that sounds good Alan, but before we do this I guess I'm a little self conscience about my missing ball. I think it looks weird in the mirror not being there. I hope you don't mind the way it looks."
"Oh babe I don't care. I want you, it doesn't matter."
"Thanks that helps some. Just be patient with me."
"Ok no problem babe, now lay on your back. I will get on top. Oh let's get the underwear off first."
We unwrapped each other cocks from the underwear. We were both extremely hard with our cock sticking straight out in front of us. I laid on my back on the bed. Alan climbed on top and took the 69 position above me. His wonderful cock hung down over my face. It was drooling and a bead was ready to drip on my face. I leaned up and licked the tip taking the precum with me. He shuddered. His balls were tight against his cock. I gasped as he swallowed my hard cock. I knew I was leaking in his throat. He continued to suck on my dick. I sucked his dick into my mouth using my tongue to rub the head. I was driving him crazy. He stopped sucking me and pulled my legs up and used his arms to keep my legs pulled back. This exposed my hole to Alan. He took my lone ball in his mouth and sucked on it. He made it feel amazing. Once finished he dove in tongue first and attacked my ass lips. He was licking, flicking, and probing his tongue all around my hole. Alan was driving me crazy and that made me suck his cock deeper into my throat.
"Oh fuck babe that nice. Use your throat. Fuck you're going to make me cum."
He went back to my ass. And doubled his attack. At this rate I was going to cum without touching my dick. Then it happened his tongue pushed into my hole and the extreme sensation pushed me over the top. My cock exploded between my stomach and Alan's Chest. Apparently the feeling of my cum and throat was enough because his cock expanded and unloaded into my throat. I eagerly swallowed my treat from Alan. Alan climbed off the top of me and looked at the mess.
"Damn Brent you must have been horney. That's a lot of cum. What a mess."
With that he leaned in and started licking up my spent cum. His tongue felt good on my skin. Once finished he came up for a kiss and share. I loved taking my cum from Alan.
"Alan that was amazing. It felt so freaking amazing when you tongue slipped inside."
"I could tell. As I did it I felt your cock under me jerk and start cumming."
"I guess the docs reconstruction made it super sensitive."
"Ha ha, I guess he did. Did he give you a super pussy?"
"He he, maybe he did. We will find out in two weeks. Maybe it eats cocks now."
"I thought your pussy already did Brent. Hahaha."
"Ha you have a point."
We curled up and pulled the covers over our naked bodies. Alan pulled me into his body and wrapped his arms around me. As I was drifting off I hear him say. "Sleep well babe, I've got you. You're safe."
The next morning I awoke with my head on Alan's chest and I realized my morning wood was crushed painfully in between my crotch and Alan's leg. Half asleep I rolled on my back. I could tell it was morning as the light flooded into my room. I drifted back to sleep. The next thing I knew Dad was knocking on my door and opening it. What my dad must have thought as he looked down on us. Two fit young men sleeping side by side on their backs both sporting very hard morning wood. Our covers had slipped down and gotten intertwined in our legs, leaving us very exposed. As we came to I felt the weight of dad sitting on the edge of my bed. I quickly realised we were uncovered. Alan was coming to as well and quickly coming to the same realization.
"Uh dad...what are you doing?"
"I came to wake you up. Mom has breakfast ready. Wow guys, if I wasn't straight I think I be all over your dicks. I had no idea you both were hung so well."
"Oh my god dad, what are you doing?"
"I told you, came to wake you up. Um...you two aren't having intercourse yet are you?
"No dad...doc said to wait two more weeks before trying. Why are you still in here?"
"Ok good. Oh and don't be embarrassed of your manhood. Be proud, especially when you're hung with those pieces of meat. By the way it smells like sex and locker room in here. Better freshen the room before mom smells it."
"Ok thanks dad. Are you done? If so get out please."
"Ok ok, I will go. You two are beautiful young men. Breakfast is ready time to get up. Of course you already are. Ha ha."
With that he got up and left. We both groaned.
"Oh my god that was weird."
"Yes it was Brent. What was with your dad?"
"I have no idea. Come on let's get a shower before breakfast."
"I like the smell of a locker room, He he."
"I know right."
I looked out the door crack to make sure the coast was clear. My sister's room was open and empty. We quickly walked across the hall to the bathroom our piss filled cocks leading the way. We both pulled up to the toilet.
"You want to go first?" I asked Alan.
"No we can go at the same time." We both took a position and started pissing. Our streams crossed as we filled the toilet. Our dicks were slowly deflating. Of course watch the other piss had the reverse effect and we started getting hard again. Alan reached over and shook me off and I did the same to him. His cock was firm and getting harder. Mine was doing the same in his hand. We looked up and smiled at each other. Alan pushed me back from the toilet and dropped to his knees. He kissed my hard cock and licked it. He then sucked into his mouth. He did it so quickly it took me by surprise. It proceeded to give me a blow job in the middle of the bathroom. He was working fast using his tongue and his throat. I was quickly reaching the cliff and was ready to jump. His actions were so animalistic and raw power.
"Fuck babe I'm cumming." He grunted as I released my morning load into his throat. He continued to massage my cock until he collected all my cum. As I came down from my orgasm I knew I needed to blow him next. I pulled him up off his knees. We smiled at each other. He leaned in and kissed me. Pushing some left over cum into my mouth. We parted and a strand of cum and slobber strung from my mouth to his. We broke down laughing.
"Ok stud my turn to suck you dry." I said as I got down on my knees.
Alan stopped me mid kneel. "Babe you don't need to do me. I'm good. I just wanted to do that for you. You've been through so much and you deserve to be treated that way."
"What, no...that's not fair to you. You're hard as well. I need to get you off."
"No I don't. You don't need to do me. You can suck me off tonight while I finger your pussy. Ok?"
"Uh..ok, I guess if that's what you want."
"It is now let's shower."
We got in the shower and quickly washed the sex off of us. We dressed for the day and went down to breakfast.
The rest of the weekend went as expected and the school week proceeded. On Wednesday morning during announcements boys swimming was called out for Monday after school. That gave me butterflies and a lot of uncertainty. Will I be able to slide back into it. I've had a almost two months off and I was severely injured during that time. It was going to be hard work to get back on track. I needed to talk to mom and dad tonight.
Later that night at dinner I brought up the swimming issue. Dad was all for it. Mom was a little more hesitant and protective.
"Honey I think we need to call the doctor tomorrow and see what he thinks."
"Ok mom that sounds like a good idea. I know I've been out of the cast less than a week."
Friday evening when we all had gotten home. Mom asked Alan and I to came into the living room.
"Brent, I talked the your doctor this morning."
"And what did he say?"
"Well he was enthusiastic about you wanting to go out for this, but."
"But what. What did he say?"
"Calm down. He said that you should be able to do it because you are a strong young man. Although he had some concerns. He said your injuries were recent and he doesn't want you to over do it and reinjure yourself. He said it was a definite possibility. So we came to a deal. You can't for the first two weeks do a full practice. Week one has to be 45 minutes max in the pool. No weights. Week two one full hour in the pool and no weights. After that if you pass his examination then you can do full practice. We agreed that if you follow this course then you will avoid injury and be ready to go full power by the third week."
"Well I guess I don't have a choice if I want to swim with the team. Ok I agree to the terms mom."
"Oh and I also called coach to tell him about the conditions of your start to the season. He was very understanding and agreed to enforce the new rules for the first two weeks."
"Ok I guess it's settled."
Monday at school I had butterflies in my stomach all day. I was nervous about the swim season starting this afternoon. The day drug along until finally the 7th period bell rang. After a stop at my locker to drop books and grab my swimming back pack. One great thing about swimming, the equipment needed is very small and lightweight. I had a slight hesitation when I put my hand on the pool door knob. "Here I go." In I went and quickly spotted Coach over beside the pool. He saw me and came my direction. He walked up and pulled me into a hung. A little surprised I stepped back a little when he released me.
"Brent it's good to see you. I very glad you are still with us."
"Thanks coach, I glad I'm still here too."
"Ok, I talked all this over with your mom. She explained doctor's orders. I will be keeping you held to those rules. I want you to be a strong team member. Especially after the summer you had."
"Coach, I'm a little...no a lot worried about my performance after what's happened."
"Don't fret Everette. Just get in and work like you always do. Everything will work out in the end. We will review everything when you get the doctor's all clear in two weeks. Now go on get ready."
"Thanks coach."
I made my way to the locker room and claimed my locker. I quickly got undressed. As I was pulling my red and blue speedo up over my ass I heard Corey a sophomore say.
"Damn Everette, that's awful. You can clearly see the word faggot on your back."
Fuck I forgot about the scarring. When you don't see it everyday you forget. Wincing in pain at hearing that word I quickly grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it on to cover up. I suddenly got short of breath. I grabbed my goggles and ran from the room. God I think I'm having a panic attack. I ran down the hall and up the stairs that lead to the gym locker room. I sat on the steps and put my head between my knees. Trying to catch my breath.
"Brent are you ok?"
That was coach's voice. How did he know so quickly.
"I... I...I...can't...catch my ...breath."
"Ok ok slow deep breaths keep your head down."
He rubbed my back as my breathing slowly returned to normal. When I was able to sit up right coach said.
"Why are you wearing this shirt?"
"I...I..have to cover it."
"Cover what? Show me Brent?"
I let him lift the back of my shirt. "Fuck me, that's horrible. I'm so sorry Brent. This was a despicable thing to have happen."
"Thanks coach."
"Um can I keep my shirt on when I'm not in the pool?"
"Absolutely Brent, that's not a problem. Whatever makes you most comfortable"
"Ok."
"Right, if you feel good enough let's get back to the pool and start."
We made our way to the pool. Most of the team or guys hoping to make the team were sitting on a small set of bleachers at the end of the pool. I joined the team. Coach started his opening speech. I tuned most of it out until I heard my name. "I will not tolerate any nasty or derogatory comment towards Everette. I hear of one time and you are off the team. I don't want this to happen since we are down one of our top swimmers since he is in jail. Please help me keep this team the best it can be. Now in closing I count thirty-eight bodies. I have a roster of thirty bodies so if you are all still here at the end of two weeks there will be cuts. Best of luck to all of you. I assume since you are all here then you can swim. My guys from last year same lanes for now. New guys lanes 5 & 6. Let's get to it."
I made my way to lane one as that was my lane last year. We were missing of course Jason.That's who coach was talking about. I was in the process of taking off my shirt.
"Brent?"
"What do you want Corey?"
"Dude I am so sorry for upsetting you earlier."
"It's ok I guess. My skin isn't as thick as I thought it was."
"Well if you ever want to talk I'm a good listener." He brushed his hand over my forearm and hesitated while looking me in the eye and smiling.
"Um..ok I will keep that in mind."
I put on my goggles and jumped in. The water felt great on my body. In the water you couldn't see my scars. I felt comfortable here. Then it hit me was Corey hitting on me. He is cute, shorter but thick build with blond hair and a fading summer tan. The bulge in his speedo looked fairly good size. His eyes were blue as the sky. He was a catch definitely. I have a boyfriend and I don't need another.
At the 45 minute mark Coach got my attention.
"Everette your 45 minutes are up. Do 5 warm down laps and then out of the pool."
"Ok Coach, will do."
After practice I was heading to my truck when I heard a voice.
"Hey wait up."
I turned to see Corey jogging towards me.
"Dude, Brent wait up."
"What is it Corey? I'm tired and I want to go home."
"Brent my mom can't pick me up tonight. Can you give me a lift home."
"Seriously Corey?"
"Yes please. You know where I live. It's not far for your place."
"Uh...ok I guess so. Get in."
I unlocked the doors and he climbed in the passenger seat. I started it up and pulled out on the street.
"I really appreciate this Brent."
"Yeah it's no problem. Did you parents have something going on tonight?"
"Um yeah, they were both busy."
As we left the lights of town it got dark in the country. The only light in the truck was from the dash.
"Um Brent I really admire what you do in the pool. I wonder if you could give me pointers sometime soon. I would be great help."
"Yeah I could help you out."
"I um...hope you can help me out in another way."
As he finished the sentence he slid across the seat next to me and put his hand on my leg. I could feel the warmth of him through my jeans.
"Wo...Corey...what are you doing?"
"I thought we could help each other out." he said as his hand slid up my thigh.
"Corey stop it. I have a boyfriend."
"I know and he's not here is he?"
"I said stop."
By this time his hand was brushing against my dick. I can't lie it felt good and he look so cute.
"Dude we can't do this. It's wrong."
"How can something that feels so good be wrong"
He was now kneading my crotch and I was getting hard. Fuck it, it's Monday and I won't see Alan till Friday. I quickly pulled off on a gravel road that led to and abandon house and wooded area. I parked and looked at him. His eye showed what he wanted so I unbuttoned my jeans and opened them up revealed my bulge to Corey. His eyes grew big as he put his head in my lap. He sucked and licked my underwear covered erection. He came back up to my face.
"Can I have the real thing?"
"Sure but first come here." I grabbed his face and pressed my lips to his. He returned the pressure. I asked for him to let my tongue in. He parted his lips and our tongues tangled with each other. I pulled back and looked in his face.
"You are too cute Corey."
"No way you're the hot one Brent."
"Ha...suck my cock."
I released my aching cock from my underwear. It stood up straight and proud. Corey went to work sucking it into his mouth. God his mouth felt good, hot and wet. Corey licked and sucked. He was pretty good for being a younger guy. I decided to have some fun as well. I slid my hand down his back. His loose fitting jeans had opened up in the back when he leaned over me. My hand easily slid into his jeans. I slid under the waistband of his underwear. His skin was warm and soft. When I rubbed across his hole he moaned out loud. "Have you ever been fucked?"
He pulled off my dick.
"Um...no, but I play with my ass and stick things inside it."
"Oh well that's a start."
"Do you want to fuck my ass?"
"Of course I do. It's so soft and virgin."
"I want you to be in me first. Where should we do it?"
"Get out and in the truck bed."
We jumped out. I went around back and put the tailgate down. I grabbed a blanket from behind the seat and put it over the hard metal. I grabbed him and bent him over the tailgate. I grabbed his jeans and yanked tham down to his ankles. His white ass shown brightly in the moonlight. I got down behind him and pulled his meaty cheeks apart. His exposed hole twitched in the cool evening air. I dove in with my tongue and started working his hole over. It slowly loosened up to where I could push a finger into him.
"Oh my god, that feels amazing. Fuck don't stop."
"You like?"
"Oh god yes."
I worked in a second finger and eventually a third. After that I knew he was ready for dick. I spit on my hand and lubed my hard cock. I lined it up with his hole.
"Are you ready for this?"
"Yes please let me have it, but don't hurt me please."
"Don't worry, I will take care of you. If I need to stop just tell me."
"Ok, go for it."
I applied pressure to his hole and I gave away nicely. The head of my cock slipped inside.
"Oh my...ouch, fuck fuck that hurts."
"Just breath and get used to it being in there."
I thought he was going to hyperventilate so I reach around and grabbed his hard dick. That made him gasp in pleasure.
"Breathe, remember to breathe. It helps with the discomfort."
"I tying, Jesus you're big. I think you are tearing my ass."
"No, no calm down. You are fine. I can already feel you loosening up."
"You can?"
"Yes, relax and enjoy."
I pushed a little farther into him. I kept at until I was all the way in.
"See not so bad."
"How..how much more?"
"Nothing, I'm all the way in."
"No shit, I took it all."
"Yes you did. Good job. Ready to fuck?"
"Um ok, be gentle."
"Don't worry, I've got you."
I pulled out to relube my cock. He gasped in relief once I was out.
"Let's try this again."
I pushed in. He was much looser and more accepting so I kept on going till I bottomed out. I started to rock back and forth. I started to get some moans out of him. I knew he was starting to enjoy my cock. His ass was tight and hot as fuck. The way it was squeezing my cock I wouldn't last long. This wouldn't be a long fuck so I doubled my effort on his prostate. When I hit his bump he let out a deep moan. I hit it two more times and then his cock exploded. He cried out in orgasm. As he did his ass flexed and clamped down on my cock. It felt fucking amazing and pushed me over the edge. I started cumming.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming. Take it take my loooooooad. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."
I collapsed on his back my cock still spasming in his hole. He was panting under me.
"Fuck Brent that was amazing. I didn't even touch my dick. I've never cum like that before."
"Fun wasn't it."
"Damn that was hot, but my ass is sore."
"Yes it will be for a couple days. I encourage you to rub and play with it to keep it loose. It will help with the pain."
My deflating cock slipped from his hole.
"Fuck am I bleeding?"
He put his hand between his legs to feel."
"No silly that's my cum leaking out. You've been bred. You now have a little tight fuck pussy. It's hot as fuck so use it."
"Really that's kinda hot."
"You bet your ass it's hot. You will have dicks lining up to use it. If you want."
"Wow you make it sound so easy."
"Well not easy, It takes a little work. The great thing about gay guys is they are always ready to fuck and you can get some straight cocks too. If their girls are not putting out then they are hungry and with some encouragement you can turn them."
"Thanks Brent I'm glad you could take my virginity. If you ever want my um...pussy again just let me know. You have a hot cock on you."
"Thanks Corey. Get dressed and I will take you home."
He sat next to me and laid his head on my shoulder till we got to his house. Once there he turned to look at me. I leaned in a kissed him on the lips. He returned a hot kiss.
"Night Brent."
"Night Corey, Have hot dreams. Oh and maybe try tasting some of that junk draining out of your pussy."
I gave him a wink and he gave me a smile. He shut the truck door and walked to the house. I backed out of the drive and headed home.
On the Wednesday of the second week I was in the pool during practice. I was about 30 minutes in when I stood up mid stroke and said "Oh my god, I remember." All the locked memories flooded into my mind. I walked to the edge of the pool. I leaned over the edge and let out a massive sob. The pain from that night was shooting through my body. The feelings, the visual detail, it was excruciating. My god how did I survive? Coach had noticed me at the edge of the pool.
"Brent? What's wrong?" He came running to where I was. "Talk to me what's wrong? Come on let's get you out of the pool."
He helped me out of the pool and walked me down to his office. He yelled for my teammates to keep going. He sat me in a chair in front of his desk.
"Brent, what happened out there?"
"Um...um...coach it all came back. I mean the memories from that night." Sob... "I can feel everything. I can see everything."
"Oh god kid. I'm so sorry. I'm calling your parents. They need to be here."
About 10 minutes after he called My parents rushed into the office. Mom saw me hunched and broken in the chair. She leaned down.
"Brent, sweetie, we are here. What happened?"
"Mom" sob... "I remember everything that happened to me. I can see it. I can feel it. My body hurts."
She pulled me into a hug and ran her fingers through my wet hair.
"Oh baby. I'm so sorry you're going through this. Let the pain out. Cry it out kiddo."
I cried on her shoulder for what seemed like forever. I finally pulled away. Dad and coach were watching with tears in their eyes.
"Mom can we go home? I'm tired?"
"Sure we can. Go get dressed. We will be by your truck."
I went to the locker room to change. My parents stayed in coach's office to talk.
"Thank you both for coming so quickly. He was badly shaken up. I feel so bad for him. For what he's been through."
"Well thanks for calling us. I know it's painful for him, but at least now it's out and we can put this to bed."
"Luke you're right, but it's going to take a while before he's healed.
"I know Kathy. We just need to support him where he needs it."
When I got to my truck my parents were there. We drove back to the farm. That night after dinner which I just picked at. My appetite was non existent. The Sheriff came by to talk and take my official statement. Sheriff Dunham stated he couldn't talk for the prosecution, but imagined I would be called to testify in my case once it got rolling. He reiterated that all three suspects were denied bail and being held in the county jail awaiting trial so I shouldn't worry about my safety. I was leery that it was all over and everything was safe. Sheriff wanted me to focus on healing so I could be strong enough to testify against these assholes. He also gave his card.
"If you ever feel in danger and can quickly get to a phone call us. Myself or one of my deputies will come help in whatever way we can. This whole ordeal has rocked our community to the core."
At the end of two weeks The doctor talked to my parents and my coach. All agreed I was good to go. The following Monday Coach put me through the paces and worked me hard. He was happy with where I was and said I need to push myself a little to advance some more before Christmas. After the holidays the college scouts would be visiting. I already had Paxon's interest and wanted to keep it.
That Friday evening after the all clear Alan and I went out on a date. We had a quick dinner and we were going to do a movie but decided to head home. We were both ready to crawl out of our clothes. We were ready to fuck. Alan couldn't keep his cock down and my pussy was itching. It knew what it wanted. When we got back to my house we found mom and dad in their bedroom watching tv. As luck would have it my sister was spending the night at a friends house. We had the upstairs to ourselves.
I stuck my head in their room. "Night mom night dad. We're home."
"Oh ok son thanks for letting us know. Is Alan with you?"
"Yes he is. We're going upstairs." I think my excitement showed in my expression.
"Is it time son?" my dad asked.
"Um... yes we are going to try." I said blushing.
"Ok well keep it down up there and be careful."
"We will dad. Night."
I left and headed back to the stairs. I grabbed Alan's hand a led him upstairs. We walked into my room and shut the door.
"Alan I need you to be in me."
"Oh babe I want in that hole. I've been waiting a long time for this."
"I know you have. That's behind us now."
"I want to breed you so hard."
"That sounds awesome, but remember to be gentle. We can still damage it."
"I know, I will take care of you babe."
We started kissing and pulling each others clothes off.
"Babe your red thong is so sexy on your body."
"You like? I picked this color for tonight. I thought you would like it."
"You thought right."
"I like your black brief. It makes your hips look so sexy."
"You think so?"
"Yes and I like how your cock stretched across your hip."
I lowered to my knees and licked the length of his cock inside his underwear. He shuddered at the sensation. I grabbed the hem of the brief and lowered it on his hips. His super hard cock bounced up and out. It was at full attention. I took it in my mouth and sucked and licked. Alan was moaning and squirming. His hands were on my head as he started fucking my mouth. I pulled off and looked up at him. He looked down with a sexy smile.
"Alan I want you to fuck me now."
"You don't want to to sucked your cock?"
"No, just put it in me and breed it. It's been too long. I am craving a juicy cock."
"Ok babe get on your bed."
I complied and got on my back. He grabbed my hips and removed my thong. My hard dick flopped out on my stomach. I pulled my legs back exposing my hole to Alan.
"There's that wonderful pussy. Give it to me babe."
"It's your's Alan. Use it."
He wasted no time and put his cock at my entrance. He grabbed the lube off the nightstand and lubed himself and then my hole. He gently push his cock into my ass lips. The sensation was freaking amazing. It was so powerful my body was twitching.
"Are you ok Brent."
"Yes don't stop, fuck keep going."
He continued to push in until his pubes were against my ass.
"Is everything ok?"
"Oh my god yes it is. You feel amazing inside me."
"Your hole is unbelievable Brent. It's soft and hot and tight as fuck."
"Ok now fuck my pussy stud."
Alan stated sliding back and forth. He was very gentle and I thought maybe he could get a little rougher on me, but chose to stay safe for this first time. The sensations he was giving me were like nothing I had ever felt before. Before I knew it my orgams was there.
"Fuck I'm cumming. Fuck, oh my god."
My cock spewed cum all over my chest. There was so much of it. The orgasm was so intense that my hole clamped down on Alan. I had no control over my body.
"Oh fuck babe you're going to make me cum. Fuck that's tight. I think you're sucking the cum out of me."
"Breed the pussy Alan, breed it. Give me your cum."
"Oh fuck, fuck fuck it's coming. OOOOOOOH my god, take my load, fuuuuck so good."
Alan collapsed on me. We clumsily kissed as our bodies were rocked by our orgasms. We slowly came down. Alan's dick slowly slipped out of me.
"Alan that was unbelievable. I've never had such a strong orgasm."
"Can I get your doctor's name. I want to thank him for what he did to your pussy."
"Ha, ha, that's funny."
"Babe you came so much. I didn't think it would stop."
"I know it's the most I've ever released. Your dick and what the doctor did to me caused this." He ran his fingers through the pool of cum on my chest and abs. He lifted them to his mouth and sucked them clean. He kissed me a few times.
"Let's get you cleaned up."
We got up and went to the bathroom and washed each other clean. We went back to my room and climbed into bed. Alan spooned up behind me and we fell into a peaceful sleep.
In the middle of October we received communication for the County DA. It asked for a series of meetings with me and my family leading up to a November 10th start of the trials for my attackers. I was a little worried about the coming events. I didn't want to relive the attack and I knew it would be brought up in front of the Jury. It was painful and embarrassing to me. I discussed it with my Therapist at our weekly meeting. My Therapist thought this was going to be good closure. It would be painful. I was assured that the gruesome details of my attack would be made public. It would probably make it to the papers as it was revealed in court. Up to this point the graphic details had been closed by court order. Once the trials were complete the information was fair game. My nightmares started coming more frequently. My subconscious was working overtime.
The following week we went to the courthouse in town to meet with the DA and his team. My parents and I we shown to a conference room. It was what you would expect with heavy wood walls and comfortable leather chairs around the largest table I had ever seen. Soon three men and one young woman entered the room. They came around introducing themselves. The lead County DA was Bill Hicks, this two deputies were Jace White, and Steven Weston. The young lady introduced herself as the intern, Jessica Willas. We all sat and began.
Bill Hicks started, "First of all welcome. Brent I want to say how my heart breaks for what you've been through. We will do our best to nail your attackers to the wall with the fullest extent of the law. What they did was an atrocity and they should each spend a long time in prison for their parts they played. My team here are going to pour through every detail that's been written, recorded, and everything you remember so we can craft our argument. If you don't mind I want to send Brent with my three assistants to another more comfortable office and do a download of what's in his head. Mom and Dad stay here and talk with me."
My dad said, "Ok sounds good. Brent I know this will be hard. If you need one of us to be with you let us know or one of these guys come get us."
"Um...ok we can try this."
Bill Hicks said, "Brent take your time I understand this is hard and painful. Anything you can give us is helpful."
I left with the other attorneys.
Back in the main Conference room.
"Mr. and Mrs. Everette, you have an incredibly strong son. He is so brave considering what he's been through. I expect this will not be a kind trial. He is going to hurt when this is done, but I hope for all the hurt we pull this to a close for him."
Kathy spoke up, "Thank you for your honesty. The sad part is Brent doesn't know half of what happened to him. He was unconscious for the majority of the incident. He doesn't know what he looked like hanging lifeless in that garage."
Kathy broke down sobbing reliving her own memories. Luke put his arm around his wife and held her.
"Mrs. Everette, I can only imagine what a horrifying sight that must have been for both of you. No parent should have to see that. Know let me add, I know full well and expect the defense to get nasty with Brent when he's on the stand. Mr. Butchard is a known homophobe. He will try to turn the story on Brent and say that it was Brent who threw his gayness at the boys hoping for sex. He will also say that the act of being out at school was fuel to make the boys uncomfortable. Then once he came onto the boys they snapped and took care of the problem."
"You don't honestly think the jury will fall for those lies?" Luke stated.
"I hope not, but they are free thinking people. Everyone of them will have a varied life experience. I intend to have every crime scene photo enlarged as big as possible. I want them to see every graphic inch of Brent's beaten body. I know for a fact that he has not seen these photos yet. It will be very hard for him. I advise you have his therapist available in the courtroom throughout the proceedings. He will no doubt need her."
"Thank you Bill this is terrifying but very helpful. I want to ask you, what is your greatest fear for this trial?"
"That the attackers will get off with a mistrial or a plea of insanity."
Kathy said, "Mr. Hicks, I notice you always refer the the other boys as the attackers?"
"Yes you will never hear me use their names. Brent is the victim. This helps reinforce it and it make them less human."
"I see, very clever sir."
"Ha ha, that's why they pay me the big bucks here."
They all chuckled.
In an office on the other side of the facility Brent sat with the three assistants.
"Brent let me start by saying we don't want to hurt you and at any time if you need to stop or take a break feel free to. Also I wanted to personally say that what happened was beyond horrible. My boyfriend and I were just torn apart that this could happen in our community. I am happy to be working on this case. I have a vested interest in putting these monsters in prison."
"Did you say boyfriend?"
"Yes I did. I'm gay. I met my boyfriend in law school. His name is Adam and he is defense attorney for a private firm." said Jace.
"Wow that is so cool. I'd love to meet him sometime."
"Yes I think he would like to meet you as well. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes I do his name is Alan. He goes to the neighboring school system. He's a Junior also."
"Very cool, I'd like to say that you are very brave to be out in highschool and to have a boyfriend is even more amazing."
"Well I didn't have much choice. Jason, the one who attacked me, outed me and my boyfriend Jake at the time."
"I see, this kid sounds evil."
"Yes he hates me. They all hate me for some reason. They have made my life a living hell since 8th grade. Long story short. Jake's parents found out about us and they sent him to a military school. He just disappeared. I didn't see him again until I was in the hospital after the attack."
"Wow, I don't know what I would do in that situation. I just know that every experience make us stronger people. Now let's get started. I want you to start back at the earliest remembrance on one of these four guys bulling you."
"Four?"
"Yes even though he is dead he is still part of the equation." "Ok."
I started recounting my junior high and high school memories and 30 minutes later I arrived at the beginning of the attack."
"Wow Brent that is just staggering. I think we've done enough for today. Thank you for telling us the story. We will work with Bill to develope the best course of action. We will review certain things about the story when we meet next time. For now you are free to go."
"Thank you Jace, You made it very easy to talk to you."
That evening I went to my room and laid on my bed and cried and sobbed. I don't know how long I laid there but I could feel some of the pain leave my body. I was sure there was more and there would be a lot more during the trial. I eventually fell asleep. When I woke up it was dark outside but my alarm clock only said 8pm. Then I realized Alan was curled up behind me. His heavy breathing told me he was asleep also. I rotated a little and that woke him.
"Hey beautiful. How are you doing? Your mom and dad said this afternoon was rough with the attorney."
"Alan I'm so glad you are here. How long have you been here? I didn't have a nightmare."
"Oh I got here about 5:30. You were already asleep. Your parents thought you may have fallen asleep. So I came up to keep you company."
"Thank you for that. I must have sensed you near me. I was pretty rough when I got home. The memories today brought up were very painful."
The next week we rehashed my story to make sure there were no variances in it. They didn't want the defense to find any holes. Bill explained to me what he thought the defense arguments would be. I was horrified. This had never occurred to me. Bill was confident we would have a positive outcome.
We met two more times before the trial started. On the last meeting day Bill worked directly with me. He pretended to be the defense attorney. He grilled me hard and found every possible hole in my story. He had me rattled and in tears a couple times with the terms he used and things he said. Once finished he apologised to me but stated it could be that bad and he wanted me to be prepared for what may come my way. The trial was scheduled to start on the following Monday.
Sunday night I tossed and turned in bed. I couldn't sleep. My mind wouldn't quiet down. When morning finally arrived I got up and showered. I was the first one up in the house. Eventually my parents emerged from the bedroom.
"Morning sweetie, what are you doing up so early."
"Morning mom, I couldn't sleep much last night."
"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry. Are you worried?"
"Worried and scared mom. I have to see the boys that did this to me today. I haven't seen them since August."
"I know sweetie. Try not to worry. Today will be hard for you I know that. Remember you will not be alone. Your dad and I will be there. Dr. Ferguson will be there to talk too. The police will be there and your course the legal team. We are all there to protect you. Just focus on telling your story to the Jury and answer questions the way Mr. Hicks showed you."
"I will try mom, thanks for everything. I love you."
"Oh sweetie I love you so much. I'm just so thankful you are still here with us."
We hugged and cried a little. Dad came in and we parted.
"Are we ready for today?"
I just groaned. Mom answered for me. 2 hours later we were in the courtroom waiting on the judge to enter. I was sitting with my parents and to my surprise Alan took the day off school to be here with me. That gave me warm feeling. That was until the my three attackers were led into the room in handcuffs. All three were dressed in suits. Each one looked at their families on the other side of the aisle and then turned to shoot me an evil hate filled glare that turned my blood ice cold before sitting down at their table. As soon as they were settled and uncuffed. The bailiff called all to stand. We stood behind the the prosecution. All four attorneys were at the table. Jace had turned to look at me and gave me a knowing smile. I like him, he's a nice guy. Once the judge entered and called court to order she told us all to be seated. The Jury was brought in. I didn't know any of them even though we live in the same county. I guess they planned it that way. The defense went first. For the first two days they called upon several professional psychologist and mental experts. They talked about the brain and triggers. They talked a lot about supposed phobias. From my limited understanding it sure sounded like they were heading for a mistrial by way of insanity. The attorney also started to hint that I was to blame by way of teasing and throwing myself at the other boys. I was horrified. Later after court I was sitting with Dr. Ferguson. She reminded me that this is what Mr. Hicks warned me about. In her mind it was a desperate plea to get the boys off or reduced time in jail. It was the only direction that the defense could go. It didn't give me a good feeling. Jace assured me that it was only the beginning and when Mr. Hicks got in there he was quick to dismiss the witnesses testimony. The tone of the trial would change when the prosecution started. I was scheduled to testify on Wednesday. I felt like I was being led to the slaughter.
Wednesday arrived, it was a cold rainy day. It felt fitting given my mood today. I was nervous, freaked, and scared of what was coming. When we got to the Courthouse I was surprised at the amount of people. There were a lot of reporters. They were trying to get our attention. My parents on each side of me ushered me into the building, but not before I heard from behind me. "Burn in hell faggot". That cut me to the core. So much hate. I didn't understand how people could hold so much hate in their hearts. Once inside Mom looked at me.
"They are wrong baby. God loves all of us, all of our differences."
"Mom I don't understand how people can be ok with being so mean."
"I know sweetie, I can't explain it. Some people are just taught to be that way."
We entered the courtroom. It was noticeably more crowded today. It all started very quickly. The Judge called court to order. The defense attorney got up and talked for awhile and then called me as his first witness of the day. My dad put his hand on my shoulder and looked in my eyes. They told me to remain calm and that everything would be ok. I got up and walked towards the stand. Once seated I was sworn in the attorney approached me. He was a tall graying man. He had a devious look in his eyes.
"Good morning Mr. Everette. How are you this morning?" "Fine, thank you." "Let me ask you do you recognize the young men sitting at the table?" He said pointing at my attackers. "Yes I do." "How do you know them?" "I go to school with them." "In fact one is on the swim team with you correct." "Yes Jason is." "So it's safe to say you leered at his penis in the locker room."
"OBJECTION your honor." "Sustained counselor. Mr. Butchard watch where you are going with this." "My apologies your honor."
I watch the exchange between them. I could see Mr. Hicks was mad.
"Brent, yes or no you are in fact a homosexual?" "Um...yes I am." It was hard to answer. It was so blatant and raw in it's context, but it was true. "So it's safe to say you enjoy looking at naked boys in the locker room?" "Of course." Everyone kinda chuckled to themselves. "Seeing Jason in the pool everyday in his little speedo must have gotten you excited. So excited that you lusted after his friend Chad and the the other boys. Making them feel uncomfortable." "No, I have never wanted any of them. They have always been mean to me." "Mean because you drove them to those actions." "OBJECTION your honor. Leading the witness." "Sustained counselor. Mr. Butchard reframe or withdraw the question." "Sorry your honor." "Mr. Everette, do you think the act of being out at school could make these boy uncomfortable to the point of acting out against you?" "No." "But actually it could and you did drive them to the anger that cause them to act out against you." "I don't see how that could be possible." "It is and experts have testified that this is possible."
He continued to paint me in a negative light. I was a demon boy bent on turning other boys gay by seducing them to my will. Mr. Hicks objected everywhere he could and tried to keep the damage to a minimum. When he had battered me to the point of tears I was released. I looked at the Jury as I got up. They had looks of disgust on their faces. I couldn't tell if it was at me of the attorney. After court that day I had a long talk with Dr. Ferguson. She had me feeling a lot better after our session.
The defense continued for another day and then it was Mr. Hicks turn. I wasn't quite prepared for what was coming next. He lined of experts that supported our side. He was trying to put a negative spin on this new term I was hearing. The term hate was being replaced with homophobia. The testified that it was real and it had profound effects on people that hated homosexuals. They stated that I was not sick or deviant. I was not predatory towards other boys. Then to my shock he called my doctor to the stand. I hadn't seen him slip into the back of the room. He gave me a smile as he went by. When the poster board mounted images of me were brought out to be seen I let out an audible gasp. Mom held me tight. Mr. Hicks had the doctor describe the injuries shown in the photos. I could see some members of the Jury didn't want to look at my battered body. The one that got me was of me hanging by my arms from the ceiling of the maintenance shed. It was horrifying to see. I started to sob. Dad moved to my other side and they both held me as I witnessed the horror of what happened to me. Mr. hicks continued with my doctor for the remaining part of the day. Tomorrow I was to take the stand.
The next morning Mr. Hicks called me to the stand. The Judge reminded me that I was under oath.
"Good morning Brent. How are you today?" "I'm ok thank you." "I'm sure yesterday was painful for you. I know you hadn't seen those pictures before." "Yes it was hard and no I hadn't seen them before." "It's hard to believe anyone can do that to another human being. Brent are the three young men sitting over there the boys that attacked you? "Yes they are." "How can you be sure? Weren't you inconscience?" "I was for part of the ordeal." "Oh, well what do you remember?" "Well Chad was the one talking to me when everything went dark. When I came to in the shed the blindfold had slipped down and I could see Jason talking with Chad. The other two were there as well. Chad was behind me when the searing pain happend in my rectum. I remember Chad punching my several times. I can see Jason kicking me in the balls. The pain was so bad I tried to give up. I believe all three were kicking me and it was Chad tha stabbed me. That when I think I passed out." "Thank you Brent. Did you feel like you were going to die at their hands?" "Yes I did. I actually wished for death. Anything to stop the pain. Especially when Chad carved the word on my back." "Yes, here is an image of the word carved into your back. It says `faggot'. Do you still have scars?" "Yes I do." "Would you mind lifting your shirt and showing the jury."
I did and turned around. I was starting to let the tears fall. That picture was to painful.
"People of the jury you can see although his injuries have healed the scarring left behind is a clear reminder of this heinous act of cowardice. You can put your shirt down Brent. Thank you." I did and turned around showed my tears. "Brent just a couple more questions. What other terrible injuries did the boys give you?" "Um..they stabbed my. I lost a kidney. The kicked my and cut my penis. They ruptured one of my testicles and it had to be removed. They fractured my arm and broke my leg." "Brent do think you were targeted because you are gay. Different from them and therefore hated?" "Yes absolutely." "Thank you for your time Brent. You were a big help."
The Judge spoke up. Mr. Butchard your witness.
"Thank you your honor. Thank you for being here again today."
I just look at him.
"Brent do you think or can you remember if you ever did anything in front of the boys a that would cause them to act out and hurt you?" "No." "Really, don't you think Jason catching you and your then boyfriend Jake making out in the locker room, in each other's arms and with erections in your speedos could make him uncomfortable to the point hurting you?" "We didn't do anything to him." "Or one of them catching you and Jake having anal sex on the locker room bench during lunch one day could cause them to be upset?" "What how did...we were alone that day." "But were you. I believe you have continued to temp and offend this group of boys throughout high school to the logical conclusion of you getting hurt for your deviant and unnatural behavior. No further questions your honor."
"You can go back to your seat Mr. Everette. Mr. Hicks continue."
Mr. Hicks continued. I went back to my seat and both of my parents hugged me. I couldn't help it, I just sat there sobbing. Mr. Hicks continued for two more days. Once the final arguments had been laid the judge excused the jury for deliberations. They took two and a half days. I was a nervous wreck at school. Time in the pool couldn't even calm me down. On the third day I got a note from the main office saying that my parents would pick me up at noon. Shit it's time. My nerves went into overdrive. The ride to the courthouse was quiet.
Once we were all assembled in the courtroom the Judge singled to have the jury brought back in. I noticed Chad leering at me and then broke into a smile. I suppose that fucker thinks he's getting off. Shit what if he does. what if they all do?
"All rise." "Foreman please hand the verdict to the bailiff."
She read the paper and gave it back to the man.
"Foreman has the jury made a decision?" "Yes your honor, in the case of the state versus Chad Marks, Jason Vasser, & Scott Downs the charges of attempted murder, bodily harm, kidnapping, and theft we find the defendants guilty as charged."
The slight roar in the room caused the Judge to pound her gavel. She called the court to order. I felt such a wave of relief pass through me.
"In the case of Scott Downs we find him guilty of a second count of attempted murder for his actions in the hospital room following the original attack."
Holly shit, I wondered if they would do anything about the attempt at the hospital.
The Judge set a date for sentencing and then it was over. The guys would be sentenced in one week.
We went back to our lives on the farm. Between school, swimming, and chores my time was consumed. It was getting damned cold outside as we moved into mid November. We didn't go the sentencing but we did get a report from Mr. Hicks office. Chad as the ring leader got 25 years for his actions, Jason and Scott each got 20 years. Scott got an extra 7 years for his part at the hospital. I was floored. I never expected those kind a sentencings. I wonder if it's because we have a female judge. Guess we will never know.
When Alan inserted himself into me on Friday night I was at complete peace. I thoroughly enjoyed being with Alan that night. He noticed a difference and we chatted about after he dumped his load in me. We went to sleep in each other's arms and slept soundly.
That's the first half of Chapter 19. Look for part B next. The story got too long so I split it. Hope you enjoyed. Brent finished a milestone in his current circumstances. Thanks for reading!