Life after Coach; Partner 6, Gerald
This story is part 2 of a six part series telling of my sex life after losing my partner who was my gymnastics coach.
When I graduated from college, I took a job in Texas working in a chemical lab for a manufacturing facility. I spent the first year pretty lonely. I lived in an apartment by myself. There were a few people near my age in the apartment complex. They were friendly, but we had nothing in common.
I made a female friend from work. We enjoyed spending time together and she would be my date for movies, theater and other events so I didn't have to go alone. She still lived with her parents at home.
One week, she had a friend from out of town come for a visit. She didn't have a place for him to stay at her house, so she asked if he could stay at my apartment. I had a double bed and a couch so I had space for him. I met him at Carol's house before I agreed to let him stay with me.
Gerald was eighteen. He was about 5'5" tall, with a baby face and brown curly hair. He was cute and had a fun personality. He was very obviously gay. This could be an enjoyable sleep-over.
After eating a wonderful dinner Carol's mother had prepared for us, I drove Gerald from Carol's house to my apartment. He had a small suitcase with him. I showed him into the apartment and he went straight into the bedroom and plopped onto my bed. He seemed to be making himself at home.
I placed his suitcase on the floor of the closet. When I turned back to Gerald, he was naked on my bed, smiling at me. It had been a long time since I had been with another man and Gerald was cutely attractive. I didn't need any encouragement to join him on the bed.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and dropped them onto the floor. My six-inch dick was already hard as I crawled across the bed to lie next to Gerald. For such a young, baby-faced guy, he was very experienced in man-to-man sex. As soon as I was close enough, he grabbed me by my erect dick and pulled me close to him.
Other than his pubic bush of curly, light brown hair, Gerald had no other body hair. His body was a little pudgy with baby fat. His cock was circumcised with a pointy cockhead and the end of a fat, nine inch shaft. Yeah, for a little guy he was well endowed.
Gerald immediately started kissing me and I returned his kisses. He definitely knew how to kiss. His tongue was in my mouth and mine was in his. It wasn't long before he sat up and moved to between my legs. He raised my legs and buried his face between my firm bubble butt cheeks. His tongue was pushing into my asshole as he wet me in preparation for the entrance of his fat, nine inch cock.
It had been a long time since I had been fucked, and I wanted it. Gerald pointed the circumcised head of his stiff cock at my anus and pushed forward. I inhaled deeply relaxing my sphincter. As I exhaled his cockhead slipped inside me. Additional breathing had him buried to his pubes against my ass. He was looking at me with his cute, baby-faced smile as he began to plow my ass with long strokes. My legs were resting on his shoulders.
Gerald's cock was hitting all the right spots and my prostate was pumping pre-cum from my hard six-inch dick. My hand was on my dick, jacking in rhythm to Gerald's strokes. Gerald's pace picked up and he was cumming inside me. I could feel the bursts of cum shooting inside my ass chute. His cock against my prostate set off my own orgasm and my cum was shooting onto my chest.
As soon as Gerald finished cumming, he pulled his cock out of my ass and lay on the bed beside me. I had enjoyed being fucked after my long dry spell. Although Gerald was not the physically athletic type I would normally be attracted to, I liked him and he certainly know how to use his over-sized manhood. His baby-face smile was very endearing.
What was to have been a few nights at my apartment became a few months. I was working so Gerald was at my apartment alone during the day. He wasn't working and didn't have a car, so I was basically supporting him.
Although the sex was good and I enjoyed every fuck, I learned that Gerald had a dark side. He could inflict pain if he didn't get his way and I wasn't into that. He was a spoiled child. His negative effect on me was apparent to Carol and she suggested I get rid of him. Together, Carol and I drove Gerald back to his hometown where we dropped him and his small suitcase off where he requested. The result was immediate relief for me from the stress he had been creating. Carol and I drove home and continued to enjoy each other's platonic company as we had before.
Several months later, I came home from work. I unlocked and opened my apartment door and saw my mail lying on the table by the door. My immediate thought was "how did the mail get there?" In that moment, Gerald stepped from behind the door and put a butcher knife to my throat.
He forced me to lie down on the floor and, using my neckties, tied my hands behind my back and my legs together. Using the butcher knife, he cut my clothes from my body so that I was lying naked on the floor, tied up. Then he stripped off his own clothes.
I was lying on my stomach, naked, as he offered his soft, fat cock to me. Using the butcher knife to encourage me, he pushed his cock into my mouth. Although I enjoy oral sex, sucking cock is not my favorite activity. I prefer to be fucked. But in this case I didn't have a choice. Gerald held my head, and face fucked me as his cock hardened to his full nine inch length When it reached the back of my mouth he pushed my head down onto his cock until the head slid down my throat. I was choking on his cock, but he continued to fuck my mouth.
When he finished with my mouth, he pulled out and went behind me. He pulled my hips up so I was on my knees with my face on the floor, and my hands still tied behind my back. Holding my hips, he rammed his hard, fat cock into my ass with no foreplay. It hurt like hell!. My ass reacted by forcing his cock out, but he just rammed it back in again.
Gerald was fucking my sore ass hard. He wanted to hurt me and was enjoying the pain he was causing. My face was getting carpet burns from being rubbed against the floor. After my ass had adjusted to the abrupt intrusion, my prostate began to respond to the massaging it was receiving from his fat cock sliding back and forth against it. I began to leak precum. My own dick was hard. The need for sex, from the several months Gerald had been gone, was beginning to take over.
I was beginning to enjoy the abuse he was giving my ass. I wanted his hard, fat, nine-inches to plow inside me as far as it could go. I wanted to meet his thrusts with my bubble butt cheeks, but the pain of the carpet burns on my face prevented my active participation.
Then, I could feel Gerald's cock pumping his cum load into my sore ass. My own dick began to pump cum on to my apartment carpet. Somehow the pain seemed to intensify the orgasm. When Gerald's orgasm was complete, he abruptly pulled out. I fell over onto my side.
Gerald left the room and went into my bedroom. When he returned, he had a huge dildo. It just have been twelve inches long and three inches in diameter. He proceeded to force it into my ass. I have always felt like I couldn't get enough when I'm being fucked, but this was too much. Gerald had a can of Crisco from my kitchen which he wiped on the dildo and onto my asshole.
He didn't waste any time preparing me. He just shoved the dildo into my ass. I have never felt such pain. I felt like he was tearing me apart. He continued pushing until the base was between my butt cheeks. He then produced a roll of duct tape and applied it across my butt cheeks and around my hips, taping the dildo in place.
Then he went back into my bedroom. I could hear him going through my closet and chest of drawers. He came out with a small suitcase which he placed by the apartment door. He retrieved my keys which I had dropped on the floor when he attacked me from behind the door. He took the suitcase and left the apartment, locking the door behind him.
I immediately began trying to free myself. I tried raising my legs toward my butt, but I couldn't reach the bindings to untie them. I was unable to free my hands from behind my back.
Then I heard keys in the door lock. Gerald had returned. He untied my legs, and pulled me up from the floor, onto my feet. Holding the knife against my throat and his hand on one of my arms, he forced me to walk out of the apartment.
I was still naked. I had carpet fuzz stuck in the cum from my orgasm on my stomach, and a dildo duct-taped in my ass. As embarrassed as I would be for one of my neighbors to see me, I really hoped someone would. Unfortunately, we were able to walk to my car in the parking lot and didn't see anyone. Gerald put me in the passenger seat and fastened my seat belt. He retied my legs.
He then walked around the car to the driver's side and got in. He began driving. I don't know where we were going. He took back roads.
We had been on the road about an hour when he stopped at the back of a country service station because I had to go the the bathroom. He untied my legs and hands and led me, naked, into the restroom. He held my limp dick and aimed it at the urinal while I pissed. He led me back to the car and put me back into the passenger seat. He fastened my seatbelt around me. He didn't retie me this time. My hands and legs were free. The dildo was still taped inside my ass.
It was getting late when we drove through the next town. I knew it would be a long time before we were anywhere with people, so I had to take a chance. He stopped for a traffic light and there was a busy, well-lighted service station at the intersection. I placed my right hand on the door handle and leaned across to try to take the keys from the ignition. Unfortunately, the keys won't come out while the car is in gear, but I managed to turn off he ignition. I reversed my motion and pushed the car door opened and jumped out. I ran to the car behind us begging for help.
Of course, no one wants to assist a naked man running beside their car. The light changed and Gerald took off without me. I ran across the street to the service station and ran inside.
"Call the police," I begged. "I've been kidnapped."
The store clerk immediately called 911. He was probably anxious to be rid of the naked man standing in his service station. I stood there, trying to cover my privates with my hands, until the police arrived.
They gave me a blanket to cover myself and took me to the police station. Someone helped clean me up and I was able to remove the dildo from my ass. It became evidence. I was provided some clothes.
With the information I gave them on my car, they were able to stop Gerald at the next town. My car was brought back to the police station. I don't know what they did with Gerald, but I do know he was eventually released. No charges were filed against him because we were both gay. It seems sexual abuse and kidnapping of a gay man are acceptable. I never saw or heard from Gerald again, and I hope I never do.
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Bllly