Marcus takes it like a man
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Carol's husband Marcus was a foreman with a construction company. He was a solid man in his late thirties. Blond, stocky, muscular. The proverbial brick shithouse. The complete opposite of Carol's brother Dan who was gay and to Marcus, gays were beneath contempt.
Carol and Dan were close. He liked going round to her place. But eventually the abuse he got from Marcus got to be too much. So they'd meet in cafes. Go shopping together. Keeping in touch as best they could.
She would always find excuses for her husband's brutishness.
"He doesn't mean it," she'd say. "He's a good man but he lives in a world of football and beer and all his mates are the same. He's just not used to gay people. Give him time, he'll come round, I'm sure he will."
Dan wasn't so sure. But so long as Marcus was taking care of his little sister, that was OK.
Then one day the usually calm and unflappable Carol phoned her brother in a panic. She wouldn't say what was wrong but when she came round Dan eventually managed to get it out of her. Marcus had raped her. Anally. She'd begged him to stop. He hadn't.
Dan asked her if she'd thought of going to the police but she said she couldn't, she loved him.
But Carol's story had brought back memories for Dan. It was at high school - a jock called Mick.
"You're queer aren't you! Don't deny it. I've seen the way you look at me. Well I've got something you'll like..."
Dan had wanted Mick. To him Mick was the perfect specimen of muscular youth, the star of his sexual fantasies. But the reality was brutal. Dan remembered the sour smell of Mick's sweat, the alcohol on his breath. How Mick had made him lick his crotch clean while he called him 'queerboy, cocksucker'. And then the penetration. Dan's arse spasming with the worst pain he'd ever felt. "Now you know what a real man's cock feels like. Take it bitch!" Left Dan sobbing when he'd finished. "Tell anyone and you're dead meat."
Dan was angrier now than he'd ever been. The thought of his little sister being hurt like that brought up his anger towards Mick that he thought he'd buried.
"Well if you won't go to the police, we'll have to teach him a lesson," he said.
"Don't hurt him," she whined.
"He hurt you..." he reminded her.
"I don't want him hurt," she insisted.
"Alright," Dan agreed but he wasn't about to tell his sister what he had in mind.
Dan had mates who would enjoy helping. Len, a security guard who was an occasional fuck-buddy of his. Ex-army, in his forties, balding, a bit of a gut on him but fit. Could throw a mean fuck that could send you spinning. Dan told him the story and what he had in mind for Marcus. Len grinned and said he would help.
"Reckon we'll need three big blokes," he said. "Just to make sure things don't get out of hand."
So they invited an unsuspecting Marcus to an evening at Len's place to watch the match on his new high definition TV. He'd also invited a couple of his mates. There was Izzy, half Jamaican, half Nigerian. Tall, very black and not someone you'd want to argue with. He worked as a bouncer at the largest gay club in town and had been known to dally with the customers. Then there was Kyle, another security guard. Muscular, but wiry and angular. Dan had never liked Kyle. Something about him creeped Dan out. Later he'd find out that his intuition was correct.
The match wasn't going well for their team but things were going even worse for Marcus when the mickey they'd slipped into his drink kicked in and that was it. Out like a light.
Between them they carried Marcus's unconscious body down to Len's workshop in the basement and soon Marcus was stripped naked and strapped to the workbench.
"Nice," said Kyle in a soft voice, running a hand over the muscles of Marcus's chest and giving his crotch a squeeze. "We're gonna have some fun with you matey."
"Wait till he wakes up," Dan reminded him. "He's got to remember everything that happens."
"Yeh, whitey," Izzy said to the unconscious Marcus, "It's time you learn some manners."
"So that he doesn't do it again," Dan added.
"Yeh, right," Izzy agreed.
"And Kyle," Len added. "We just fuck him, that's all. No fisting, and no blood."
"Shame," said Kyle with a dreamy look in his eyes.
Marcus woke up and didn't know where he was. He could remember he'd been watching the match with his mates and then 'boof', he was naked on his back in a dark room and his knees were pulled up to his chest, exposing his arse. He could hear the sounds of the television coming from somewhere. He called out.
Moments later four figures came down the stairs. Kyle's voice: "Don't he look sexy all trussed up like that. Lovely muscles..."
"Let me go you fuckers! I ain't done nothing to you."
"Geez don't he look cute!" said Kyle. "We gonna debollock him like we said?"
"Maybe later," Len replied. "We gonna have some fun with him first then maybe later you get his balls."
Marcus feels Kyle's hand running over his chest, follows the treasure trail down his stomach to his crotch, takes hold of Marcus's hairy balls. They're damp and sweaty. Kyle feels the weight of them in his hand. "Nice!" he hisses.
"Please guys. I don't know what this is about. I ain't done nothing to you. If you want money, I'll give you money."
"Shut up! Or I'll let him do what he likes with you," Len says. "He'll enjoy it but I'm sure you won't."
"Maybe we should gag him," Izzy says. "All that hollering giving me a headache."
"No! Listen guys..." Marcus starts to say but it's too late. Kyle has stuck a ball gag in his mouth. Now he can only grunt. For the first time in many years, the big man is afraid, staring in total terror at his captors. Is this a game? They're my mates for fuck's sake!
"Don't worry Marcus, we're gonna be nice to you," Len says. "You're gonna get fucked and fucked hard and it's gonna hurt at least the first half dozen times. In fact the more you resist, the more it's gonna hurt. And by the time we've finished you're gonna know what it's like to be fucked when you don't want to be. Nod your head if you understand what I'm saying."
Marcus nods. His eyes speak terror.
"We gonna use some grease on him?" Izzy asks.
"He didn't use none on her," Dan replies.
"Who? Who are they talking about?" Marcus thinks and then he realises. "Do they mean Carol? Is that what this is about?"
Kyle's on his knees, and Marcus feels a rough tongue between his legs, licking his hole, then one by one his balls are taken into his mouth and then spat out.
"Watch your teeth!" Len's voice says.
"Can't I just have one of his balls?" Kyle asks. "Just one please. He can keep the other one."
"We'll see. Maybe later." Len replies.
Marcus feels the tightness of his bonds as he struggles against them.
"Who's going first then?" Izzy asks.
"We usually let the smallest go first..." Len says.
Izzy interrupts. "Man, that's prejudice. I don't never get to have first crack at virgin hole in that case,"
"OK, lube yourself up good and use your fingers a bit first," says Len.
"No!!" thinks Marcus, "Not Izzy! He's massive! He'll rip me apart."
Marcus twitches as Izzy gets a finger in, then two fingers, then three. Loosening him up. Taking his time.
"Shit! I'm getting hard!" thinks Marcus. "What are these bastards doing to me?"
"Ain't that cute!" says Kyle. "He's starting to enjoy it. Do you reckon he might be a bit queer?"
"Yeh, man," says Izzy, picking up Kyle's lead. "We'll get you to enjoy it man. You'll be followin' us around like a little puppy, beggin' for a cock up you." And Marcus feels thick fingers being twisted around in his arse while another hand is wanking him, keeping him hard.
"Want me to go slow?" Izzy asks Dan.
"No, just shove it straight up him," Dan replies. "That's what he did to her."
And Marcus feels the stiffness of Izzy's cock lined up against his hole. He clenches, resisting with all his might but with a godalmighty push Izzy has breaches his sphincter with his massive knob; another push and his oversized cock is balls deep in Marcus's virgin hole. "Oh, yeh man, that's good pussy!" Izzy exclaims as he feels the heat and tightness of Marcus's arse. And the pleasure of knowing that his is the first cock to go there.
For Marcus, the pain is off the scale. He's sweating and trying to breathe. Trying to push the intruder out. Tossing his head from side to side. "Now you get fucked!" Izzy says and starts to pull out and shove back in using all the force of his powerful thighs to drive his dick into Marcus's no longer virgin hole.
Marcus has lost his erection, but he feels fingers squeezing his nipples, then another hand, someone else's? who knows, playing with his dick, teasing the top, wanking him back up to hardness.
And soon his full fat 8 incher is solid and pulsing again as Izzy's cock plunges into him over and over.
"Oh, that's nice pussy. All nice and open!"
The rest are cheering and clapping. "Yeh, man, fuck his arse. Fuck him hard man."
Izzy has got stamina and soon the basement is reeking with the smell of sex and sweat. The others are rock hard as Izzy gives a massive thrust and a final grunt and Marcus feels Izzy's cock pulse and knows that the bastard is pumping a load of spunk into his ravaged arse.
"There you go mate. Virginity all gone. Wasn't too bad now was it?" Marcus's eyes are closed and a crazy thought crosses his mind. "Why no cuddles? Why no affection?"
Kyle's voice: "You should see the cum dripping out of your hole mate. Lovely stuff."
"Ready for number two?" asks Len.
Marcus's eyes pop open. Number two?
And he feels Kyle's slim cock slide up him, easily, painlessly.
"Best lube in the world is another man's spunk," says Kyle.
"Black man's spunk, you can't beat it!" says Izzy as he cleans his dick on a rag.
"How's he feel up there?" asks Len.
"All sloppy and open. Just right!" says Kyle as he starts driving into Marcus.
"Lovely muscles, lovely tight arse, nice fat bollocks..." Kyle is crooning to himself and he reaches down and gives Marcus's balls a vicious twist as he shags away.
"Easy on him, Kyle," Len says. "We know you want his balls. But let him enjoy them a bit longer."
"Yeh, alright!" says Kyle. "But you got to promise me. I get 'em when we're done with him."
"Let him shoot a load or two first," says Len.
And Marcus feels a hand wanking him as his arse is violated for a second time. Kyle's cock is slimmer, the pain is less intense, starting to turn to pleasure as Kyle speeds up, gives a last shove and dumps his seed in Marcus's bowels.
Then it's Len's turn. Now don't be confused by Len. He's got a bit of weight on him and his cock's like a beer can. But he's a master when it comes to the manly art of buggery. Likes to take his time with a bloke. Feel his arse give in to him totally as he fucks him senseless.
Marcus visibly winces as Len enters him. Stretching his hole as it's never been stretched before.
"Don't worry mate, a few more shags and you'll be loving it," he tells him.
Anyone who's taken a fuck from Len will tell you yes it hurts at first but he's considerate, once he's got it in you, he pauses to let you get used to it before he destroys you.
But this time it's slam straight in. Marcus's head jerks back and his eyes are streaming. Dan starts to feel sorry for Marcus and strokes his chest and plays with his nipples.
"Bloody hell, he's starting to push back for it!" Len says. "Yeh boy, you work that pussy on my cock, oh yes!"
"Told you he'd end up loving it." Kyle adds.
And true enough, Marcus is pushing up to meet Len's thrusts. At first he tells himself that it's to get Len to come quicker, to get it over with. But he can't deny that it's starting to feel really good. Len's cock is doing something to him, something he'd never thought possible. It's hitting a spot inside him that feels amazing, he feels his own orgasm building and he's shooting a massive load over his chest, gobs of his come hitting him in the face. The lads cheer as Len continues his relentless assault before adding his spunk to the sloppy mess inside Marcus's abused hole.
A couple of hours later. Len and Kyle have had him twice, Dan once, and Izzy three times and Marcus's hole is puffy and dripping with cum.
Len slowly removes the ball-gag in Marcus's mouth, expecting a tirade of anger and abuse that they would have to meet with counter-threats. But Marcus is strangely silent. He just lies there.
Dan speaks. "Now you know what it feels like Marcus. Now you know how my sister felt when you raped her."
But Marcus just lies there.
"You OK Marcus?" Len asks.
"Can I have some water please," he says finally in a quiet voice.
And Len gets him a glass of water, unstraps him and Marcus drinks it.
"Shower," he says weakly.
"I think we all need a shower," Len says.
"You OK?" Dan asks Marcus.
"I dunno," Marcus replies. "Reckon I'll feel better after a shower."
Dan takes Marcus upstairs to the shower room. Helps him wash the sweat and spunk from him.
"Thanks," Marcus says.
It's like he's totally beaten. He hangs his head, he slouches, won't make eye contact. It's like the cockiness has been driven out of him and all that's left is a shell.
"You OK?" Dan asks him again.
"I'll be alright," Marcus mumbles, barely audible.
"How about a whisky?" Dan asks.
"Nah. I don't think I'll be touching the booze for a while."
Dan watches as Marcus dries himself off, gets into his clothes, finds a cigarette, lights it, sits there smoking it.
Dan goes back down stairs to where the others are cleaning up.
"How is he?" Len asks.
"Like a beaten dog," Dan replies. "I've never seen him like this..."
"Will he be alright?" Izzy asks.
"Maybe I better let him know I was only joking about having his balls," Kyle says.
"No, leave it Kyle," Dan replies. "I don't think he needs reminding just now."
"He'll get over it!" Izzy says. "Getting fucked doesn't make you any less of a man. The amount of cock I've taken..."
"You?" Kyle says. "I'd never have thought ..."
"'Cos I'm so big don't mean that I don't like takin' it from time to time," Izzy adds.
"So what do we do with him?" Len asks.
Dan and Len ended up driving Marcus back home.
"Carol will look after him," Dan told Len.
"Even though he did what he did to her?" Len questioned.
"She loves him. She didn't want us to hurt him..."
Carol phoned Dan the next day.
"What's happened to him? He just sits there. What have you done to my Marcus?"
"We didn't damage him, I swear. He'll be alright."
"But what happened? He won't tell me!"
"We taught him a lesson. He won't try what he did before. He knows what it's like now."
Carol put two and two together.
"You mean you did that to him? Oh I see!"
"He'll be alright Carol. He's tough. He'll get over it."
But a week later and he still wasn't over it. Despite taking some time off work. "Tell'em I've done me back in." And apparently he'd gone off sex completely.
Then to Dan's total surprise Marcus comes round one evening.
"Marcus! Come in." And Marcus slouches in. It was his first time in Dan's place.
"I should be worried!" Dan thinks. "He might try something." But his intuition tells him that it wasn't the case, that Marcus hasn't come round to beat him up.
"Nice place," Marcus says. "Any chance of a cuppa?"
"Look I'm sorry..." Dan starts to say.
"No I'm the one to say sorry," Marcus says. "I've been a cunt to you all this time. I wanted to apologise."
"We shouldn't have done to you what we did Marcus. It was too much."
"It's alright Dan," Marcus replies, his big hand on Dan's thigh. "What I did to Carol was wrong. I've learned my lesson now. Shake?"
And as they shake hands Marcus pulls Dan into a hug and just holds him.
"Thanks Marcus," Dan replies.
They pull out of the hug.
"We were worried about you..." Dan continues. "You know, worried we'd gone too far. Kyle with all his talk..."
"Yeh that was a bit of a wind-up. But I've still got my balls," and he laughs.
"I'll let the lads know you're OK then," Dan went on.
"Yeh and tell 'em no hard feelings."
"Will do," Dan replies.
Marcus drinks his tea.
"I've been thinking about it a lot," Marcus went on. "You know, what happened. And the crazy thing is I get hard thinking about it. That's what freaked me out more than anything, that fact that I was starting to enjoy it..."
And Marcus has got a hand to his crotch and he's playing with himself.
"Yeh, gets me really hard man," he goes on. "I've never come like that. Without touching myself. That was something else ..."
And Dan stares as Marcus pulls his jeans down over his thick thighs, gets his cock out and sits there stroking it.
"Nice fat cock isn't it," Marcus says. "Nice heavy balls as well. I got a week's load of spunk backed up. Wanna help me with it? You know, now that we're mates and that."
And Dan goes and sits next to Marcus and takes his cock in his hand. "Oooh, nice," Marcus says. "Someone else's hand always feels better."
And Marcus slips his hand around under Dan's bum.
"Nice bum," he says. "Bet that's taken a few cocks."
"A few..." Dan replies.
"Reckon you could take mine?" Marcus says. "I like shagging a nice tight arse."
"And if you can't have Carol's, you'll have a go at mine," Dan replies.
"That's right," Marcus replies, "Sort of keeps in the family... So how about it? A nice friendly shag from your brother-in-law."
"Upstairs?" Dan offers.
"No, here," Marcus replies.
"Let me just get some lube," Dan says and when he comes back Marcus has stripped off and is standing there in all his broad-shouldered, well-muscled glory.
"Phwooarr," Dan says with a grin.
"You like the muscles do you?"
And Dan is sucking Marcus's tits, "Oh yeah man, suck 'em good. That's it. Now get some lube on my cock and I'll show you what I can do with it."
Dan lubes himself with one hand while he slathers the lubricant all over Marcus's cock, bends himself over the sofa and Marcus slides in like an expert. Dan moans.
"Oooh, that's a lovely tight arse," says Marcus. "I'm gonna fuck it good."
And Marcus pumps deeper into Dan's body, feeling him open.
"Yeh, nice and open for me..."
Dan feels Marcus's body pressed against his back, Marcus's cock plunging in and out, deeper, slows it down so Dan can feel every ridge and vein as it rams into him. Marcus's balls slapping against his arse. Dan has never been fucked like this. "These straight guys, they really know what they're doing!" he thinks.
And Marcus fucks till Dan is almost screaming from pleasure.
And till he feels Marcus freeze, his breath changes and with a powerful shove he's unloading his spunk pulse after pulse into Dan's ravaged arse.
"Leave it in me. Don't pull out!" Dan says.
And Marcus waits till his dick softens and slips gently from Dan's body
"C'mere mate," Marcus says as Dan pulls himself up and feels Marcus's strong arms around him pulling him into a hug. "Thanks, I feel tons better now," Marcus says.
"Any time mate!" Dan says.
"You mean that?" Marcus asks.
"I sure do!" Dan replies.
"Great! I love fucking arse and if Carol won't, then you'll look after me won't you," and his hands are squeezing Dan's buns again. His cocky attitude is back.
"I said I would," Dan replies.
"Keeps it in the family," Marcus says.
"Fancy one for the road?" Dan asks, feeling Marcus harden again.
to be continued ...
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