Room For Rent
Chapter Two: Tony and Shawn
By: Wade Wright
"What!? What in the hell did you just ask me!?" Todd exclaimed more excitedly than any question he had asked in a lifetime. "What in the hell did you just ask? Am I top or bottom!? Jim, what in the hell are you asking?"
"Hey Todd, I've been around enough to know that gays are usually either a top, doing the fucking, or a bottom, the one getting it in the ass. Right? Well------am I right?"
"Yea Jim, you are right, but it's not quite that cut and dried. It's not always just the one way. Some guys do both. Jim, have you played around? Have you done some gay stuff before?"
"Hey Todd, I'd rather not come across as some guy that does everything, but yea, I will admit that a couple of times I kind of did the guy thing. If you have your friends over here and I am renting this room, I'm not going to be all shocked out of my wits with what happens. I've watched some other guys do some stuff that I've never done, but at least it's not like I think nobody, ever does that stuff. I kind of know some of the stuff that goes on."
"God Jim, you've got me all shocked here. You're married! Right? You've got kids! Right?"
"Yea and yea Todd, but like you already said, its not always just the one way. Yea I do admit that since I've been married, I've not done any of the guy stuff, but that does not mean that I think all of the guys have stopped doing it."
"Jim, when, ---uh----what did you do?" Todd so anxiously asked in his state of shock.
"Oh hell it was years ago when I was in high school and a few times during the construction schooling. Nothing big, but none the less, enough for me to learn what happens behind some closed doors, or maybe like one of my experiences, out in the back alley."
"Out in the back alley!?' Todd excitedly asked. "What in the hell happened in a back alley? Jim, tell me about it? Can you tell me? I'd like to hear it if you can tell me. Can you tell me?"
"Yea I guess so. It was all kind of a set up by a couple of guys that I knew in high school. They set it up so that they could, well what should I call it, ---they could do me."
"Jim, what do you mean, ---do you? What do you mean by that?"
"They fucked my ass!"
"Jim, please tell me, what happened. This was in a back alley? This was while you were still in high school? Jim, please, can you tell me what happened?"
"God Todd, I feel kind of funny telling you about this. I've never told anybody what happened that night. Even after the cops left I never told anybody. Todd this is something that I have lived with for like 8 years. I've had to hide what happened and I've never told anybody."
"Jim, from the way you are acting, maybe now is the time to finally get it off of your chest. Maybe you would feel better if you actually told somebody what happened to you.. What do you think? Hey man, look at it this way! Tell me about it, get it off of your chest and nobody but you and I will know you talked about it. OK? Can you do that?
"Maybe so Todd, maybe so! I've hidden that night from me and everybody else for so damn long, maybe I will feel better if I do tell somebody, just somebody about it."
Jim kind of stood there and got very mellow, and Todd stood beside him quietly encouraging him to share his experience if he wanted to and thought it would be good to do so.
"Todd, it was the last year of high school. I was working in a Pizza shop in our town after school at night. It was real late at night and like usual, after we closed, I stayed and cleaned up the place and took all the trash out and did that kind of stuff. We had closed up shop and the guy I worked with had left and I was there all alone. I went out the back door to take the trash out and a couple of guys attached me in the alley. One of them grabbed me, and the other one turned the button on the inside of the door and slammed it shut. That locked the door closed. Our shop was in the very middle of a very long row of stores in a shopping center. So to get back in the shop, if the back was locked and there was nobody inside to let you in, you had to walk all of the way around about 15 or 20 stores to just get back to the front. Well anyway, after they locked us out, they told me that they had looked at my ass in the locker and shower room long enough and they wanted it. They told me that some guy by the name of Sammy, whoever in the hell that was supposed to be, had told them that he had fucked me once, and they said it was now their turn. I had never been fucked, and that Sammy guy, I guess they were just making him up. Anyway, I did know both of the guys. They were juniors and I was a senior. They had always been a hell of a lot of trouble in school, and one of them, Tony, his father was on the school board, so nobody ever did anything about them. The teachers just let it all ride. Anyway, always doing whatever they wanted and getting away with it, they had decided they wanted to fuck my ass. And they did! In the dark alley, they stripped me, and while one held me down the other one fucked me. Then they switched and the other guy fucked me. Thank God they had done that either to each other enough or to other guys that they knew they would need some KY jelly. That part I was damn thankful for!"
"Jim, were you all alone in that alley? Nobody else around that you could yell to?"
"No, I sure was all alone, well except for Tony and his fucking hung buddy Shawn! God he was hung, and especially when he's aiming it toward a guy that has never had a dick up in his ass before. Anyway, yea---there was nobody even close to earshot that I could have yelled to. They damn well knew that too. That's why they got me in the alley and not in the pizza shop. I think they knew that to attach me in the shop could have been real bad for them if they were found in there, so anyway, they used the alley. I think maybe they were afraid that if they were in the inside, something could be seen through the front windows, since the place was pretty open, and not too many walls."
"Once they both got a hold of me and told me what was going to happen, then they stripped me down all the way. I was totally naked. Bare ass and all. Tony actually threw me down on my gut and the Shawn sat on my head while Tony rammed my ass. that was the first time I had ever been fucked and it hurt! I tried to yell, but Shawn kept me from yelling. After about ten minutes in my ass, it did kind of start feeling better, but I never let them know. I knew Tony was only the first one, and I had seen Shawn's rod in the school shower room, and it was a fucking monster. The whole time Tony was fucking me I was scared to death about knowing that Shawn was going to be pushing that damn thing of his up in my ass. Well it finally happened! They switched places and Shawn rammed me like he was fucking a watermelon or something. Damn he went in fast and far! And I knew it! Shit man, I really got fucked hard. I thought my insides were all torn up. I thought Tony made me feel full, but once Shawn got in me, then I knew damn well, I had taken as much as I could get in me. He fucked me for probably a good 15 minutes and then all of a sudden I knew he was giving me a kid, as he called it. He started yelling, here comes the kid, here comes the kid! Then he let out a big groan and really pushed his dick up in me and laid on me real hard and heavy. I could feel my ass getting full, but the way it felt I really wasn't sure if it was all cum or some blood with it. I really did think I was bleeding, from the way it felt when he first slammed in me."
"Oh God Jim, were you OK? Were you OK?" "Yea Todd, I decided later that I was OK, but I sure didn't think so right away. As soon as Shawn got done with of me, they both pulled their pants back up and told me that if anything, and they did mean anything, was ever said about what had happened, I could just as well forget about graduating since they knew how to get to the school records and they would change my records so that I did not qualify on time. They were such bitches! I knew damn well that since Tony's Dad was on the school board, Tony probably did have access to a key, kind of stealing it from his Dad's desk, and knowing those two, I have no doubt that they would do as they said they would. They wiped their drippy dicks on my bare skin, pulled their pants up, jumped into their car and sped off. I stood there all naked with cum on me, and dripping out of me. I had cum loads from both of those guys up in me right then. Hell after that, I felt like I was pregnant! And I will tell you, right then I sure as hell was damn glad a guy can't get knocked-up by getting fucked in the ass, or after what I went through that night, I'd probably had a litter of kids."
"Oh God Jim, What in the hell did you do? What did you do then?" Todd anxiously asked with total concern in his voice.
"Well I got some paper out of the trash can and wiped the cum off of me, and I kept checking my ass with the paper to see if I was bleeding back there or not. I must have checked that five times. I got dressed and started the long walk around to the front of the shop. I knew that once I got there that I could get in since I did have a front door key. I had a front door key, but nobody had a back door key. That door wasn't supposed to be locked if you were out back. Anyway, I walked. I even felt like I was walking funny. Kind of like I couldn't get my ass put back together completely. I felt like my ass hole was still wide open and pushing my ass cheeks apart. I was a mess. I know I must have looked like a mess. My shirt was out and hell my pants were probably on wrong side out. Just as I was about four stores away from the pizza shop, a cop car drove up and asked me what I was doing. I had to lie and tell them that I had accidentally locked myself out of the back door, and I was walking around to get back in. I had to prove to them that I had a key, and then after we got inside I had to show them my time card with my name on it to prove that I really did work there. I didn't tell them about me getting fucked in the alley. I knew that if I did, then I'd have problems with Tony and Shawn, and I decide, ---what the hell,--- I've already been fucked, and I can't undo that, and beside, I also did realize that the longer they were up in me, the better it started to feel, so I thought, well ---hell, if I was not all scared, then I may want to try that again some day, and if I tell on them, I know damn well I will never get fucked by either one of them, and I didn't know of any other guys that I could ask to fuck my ass. So I just kept my mouth shut. I was mad, but I guess my ass was trying to tell me to keep my mouth shut! As I look back, it's real weird. I was forced to get fucked for my first time by two guys that made me do it, it hurt, I was scared to death, I thought I had been ripped open inside, and yet I had these stupid feelings that maybe I would want to do this again sometime. I should have been feeling like never, ----NEVER will I ever allow any guy back up inside of my butt again. Todd, I never felt that way! My whole body had been completely used by those two guys, and I wasn't raging mad! I should have been real pissed and mad!"
"Well Jim, did you ever go for it again? Did you ever let either one of them fuck you again?"
"Yea, Oh yea!" Jim rather gladly said as he had a full grin on his face. "Yea, Tony's Dad lost the school board vote about four months later, and when that happened I knew damn well that Tony's and Shawn's scheme of redoing the school records had just come to a total end. After that happened, I kept letting both of them know that they had better tow the mark, or I was ready to let everything out. If either one of them was in the hall and it was just the two of us, I'd walk toward him, whichever one it was, and I'd grab my crotch and shake it to remind him that I remembered what had happened, and that he had better tow the mark as far as I was concerned. So, anyway, for the rest of the school year, I got fucked just about whenever and wherever I wanted. I'd plan times so that it was really inconvenient for them. I wanted them to be late getting home and have to try and explain why they were not home when they were supposed to be. I was trying to make it real rough on them, and at the same time, have some fun in my ass. I'd give the orders, and they acted. I found out eventually that I really did prefer Shawn's dick in me the best. That kind of pissed Tony off some, so I'd make him suck me off, which was something that he really did not want to do. He liked to fuck, but not suck. I just told him that because of the cops talking to me that night, and how they kept asking me what had happened to me, I could get backup to support my story about the alley, and they had better do what I wanted. They did! I got fucked about every three days by either one of them, or both of them. And Tony, well he's got more than just one of 'my kids' down in his throat."
"Man alive Jim, what an experience! You have never told anybody else about that night or how you then made those guys fuck you whenever you wanted?"
"No, not until right now! Todd, you are really the very first person that I have ever been around that I felt comfortable enough with to tell it to. Got to remember I'm really a straight guy, and now I'm married and have kids, so it sure is not something to talk about. But you know, like you said, now that I've said it, I do feel like a big load is off of my back. Keeping total secrets is rough. Thanks for encouraging me to spill that. Yea, I feel better! I have no idea now where Tony or Shawn are, but I do bet that they still wonder if I could come back into their lives and start something about that alley thing. You know Todd, I've been fucked by those guys since then, and it was when I wanted it, but you know, that night in the alley I was plain raped! If I had been a gal, there is no way anybody could have called that anything but a double rape! I wonder if they kind of keep an eye to their backs now."
"Yea probably do! See,--- that Tony was taking advantage of his Father's position, and I guess maybe he did not realize that would not always be there to protect him. Wonder if he is still fucking guys?"
"Yea I've wondered that often too, but more so than him, I've wonder about that Shawn. Now I've got to admit, that one maybe could be used again. He was hot and hung, well at that age anyway. Well I'm sure he's still well hung, but I mean when he was in high school he had one well built body. The night this all happened I could have cared less what he looked like or how he was built, but you know Todd, later when I was the one deciding that he was going to be fucking my ass, I started to kind of get turned on with how Shawn was built. I thought, well hell, if I'm going to have some guy up in my ass, he might as well be some hunky good looking guy that all the girls want to get fucked by too. I kind of felt like I was getting some of the really good stuff."
"Jim you mentioned earlier that you had done some goofing around during high school and while at construction school. Right?"
"Oh that! Yea, well that's not quite the story as the alley thing is. At construction school I had a roommate and he drank a lot. He's be out for the night, and come back to the room completely plastered, and I guess maybe he's got some true gay tendencies, since when he'd come home all plastered, he'd start laying across me, and then start calling me his little doggie and how he loved his little doggie and eventually, he'd end up fucking my ass. After the Tony and Shawn thing, yea I do admit that I decided that getting it up in the ass was pretty good, so since Bob was drunk and never remembered anything the next day, whenever he tried to get to me, I'd just let him do it. If I really did not want to do it that particular night, then I'd just push him off and he'd usually lay on the floor for a few hours before he woke up enough to get up and go to bed. I guess it all depended on what kind of a mood I was in. A couple of times he fell asleep on top of me, well,---- I should say in me, and we slept that way for probably three or four hours until one of us moved enough to kind of separate. The next day, he'd always ask me what time did he get home and when did he go to bed. He could never remember what he did the night before. He'd keep asking me if he brought some gal home with him. I'd just tell him no, you came home by yourself. I've got to admit that after he asked that question a couple of times, I wondered if maybe he just kind of remembered fucking me and he was trying to figure out if he fucked some gal that night, or was he just imagining things. I just never told him what really happened. I've always wondered if when he was actually fucking my ass, while he was drunk, did he think he was fucking some gal? Hell man, he was always so far out of it, he could have thought he was fucking some gorilla. Well, I was enjoying it, I was actually having fun letting some guy fuck my ass that never realized what he was doing, and I was kind of afraid that if I told him, he'd deny it and also quit doing it, or move into some other room. I was liking the fuckings that I was getting, whenever I decided I wanted it. And with his drinking problem, I could have been fucked every night if I wanted.
Well Jim, how often did you let him fuck you? How long did this go on?"
"Went on for almost the whole 10 months that I was there. Started the week right after we moved in together. He and I went out for a drink at the local bar, but I left before he did. I went back to the room to do some reading, and he showed up later. Much later! He was so drunk I was surprised that he could find the room. He came in and flopped himself down on the little settee that was in our living area. I was sitting there reading one of the school books. He fell over against me, and started calling me Little Rover and kept pawing at me like I was a dog. Well, that night I sure didn't know what in the hell was going on, but I just played along some, so that I did not sound mad. Anyway he did start playing kind of roughly and kept pawing at me, and finally did slide his hand down inside of the under briefs that I had on. I immediately wondered if maybe he was gay, but when I tried to ask him, he denied it, but he was so out of it, I'm not sure he even knew who he was playing with, let alone if he was gay or not. I'm not even sure he understood the question. And maybe the answer should have been "Yes", and he just did not want to admit it. Maybe he was afraid that I'd leave if he admited it. Well anyway, it had been quite some time since I had let Tony or Shawn play back there, so maybe I did encourage his hand go slide down between the cheeks of my ass. I hadn't been groped back there for way too long, I guess. I know it sounds kind of sick, but I finally asked him if he wanted to fuck his Little Rover puppy and he kind of said yes."
"I guess I was pretty horny after all of his rubbing on me all over. I helped him get his clothes off and that was the first time that I had seen his dick. I was shocked! Man, he did not need to act drunk to use that thing on me! I pulled my briefs off and ran into the bathroom and grabbed some Vaseline that was in there and pushed some up in my ass. I know it's not what you are supposed to use, but I figured it was better than letting him and his 8" dick go up in there all dry. I came back in the living room and I got down on all fours and told him to come and get it. He did! Todd, he was so damn hard and stiff I wondered at that time if he could really be drunk, but seeing that thing and knowing that I was about to get fucked by it, I sure was not going to make him quit acting drunk if he really wasn't. I fucking wanted that dick up in me! Seriously Todd, and I'm kind of ashamed to admit it, but that night I did feel like I was a bitch dog getting fucked. I was down on all fours on the floor and he was back there pawing around and sniffing my ass before he finally got his dick in it. If he wasn't really drunk, he sure as hell could play the part! And if he was really drunk, he sure as hell can fuck like a master when he is drunk!"
"God Jim, for straight guy, you sure know how to get your ass fucked, don't you?"
"Yea, I guess, but it's only been Tony, Shawn and Bob. I don't go out looking for it and I haven't done it since I got married."
"Jim, don't you really think this Bob guy really did kind of know what he was doing? Don't you think maybe he was playing a little more drunk than maybe he really was? Did he ever say anything or do anything that might have made you kind of wonder if he really did remember fucking you?"
"Well there were only a couple of times that I kind of wondered about some of his comments, but I decided not to ask him, for fear that I might be wrong. One day the instructor was talking about our carpentry tools and how to take care of them. When he was talking about our hammers, Bob was beside me and he started laughing. I looked at him, but he then tried to stifle the giggling that he was doing. Well when the instructor made a comment about keeping our tools in our tool box and not letting them lay around, Bob kind of like leaned over and just said, Yea, like my hammer! Then he looked straight at me and kind of winked! I just looked back at him with a very quizzed look on my face, and then he said something like, I'll take care of my tool, and do whatever I want with my tool! When I want to use my hammer, I'll use it however I want to us it!"
"Jim-oh Jim! I realy do think Bob was trying to tell you something, don't you?"
"I really don't know! It was all so weird and strange. He just kind of maybe got close to the subject, but I was still too afraid that he really was not meaning that, and I was just putting thoughts in my head. He'd make stupid comments once in awhile, and that time, I really was confused."
"Well what other stuff did he say that maybe made you think he knew?"
"It was again during a class, when of course we can't talk to each other, just make comments under our breath, and all of us were standing around the instructor in a circle listening and the instructor was talking about getting something tight. Something like nailing a board tight. I swear Bob leaned over and very, and I do mean very softly said something like, Yea, like nailing your tight ass. I looked at him and asked, What!? He never repeated it. He just laughed but then when we left that class that morning, he did reach over and slap my ass, which was the only time he ever did that, and said something like, Come on man, let's go nail it tight! I looked at him to see what his expression was, but he had turned his head and was looking the other way. I really still do not know if I was reading too much into his comments or not. I pondered that all that day!"
"Well what happened that night? Did he ever say anything later?"
"No, everything was as normal, and like usual. He did go out drinking again that night, but the way he drank, that really was every night. He came home plastered again. He came in and fell across the coffee table. I helped him get up and helped him get undressed and laid him down in the bed. He kept pawing at me like he did the night he called me Little Rover. He kept telling me to lay down and help him stay in bed. I guess he was afraid that he was going to fall out of bed. So shit man, by this time, with all of his pawing at me, and me getting him all undressed and into bed, I'd gotten kind of ass hungry since I now had him all undressed and once again saw that dick of his, so I got undressed, grabbed some KY, which by that time I knew to always kept on hand, slammed some of it up in my ass and got in his bed beside him. He kind of acted like he knew I was there, but not really. I decided that if I was going to get fucked by him that night, then I needed to get his dick hard, so I jerked him off a little and it got hard right away. Then out of, I guess desperation, I asked him if he wanted to fuck his Little Rover puppy again. He always seemed to know what you were talking about if you talked about his little doggie. So anyway, I still don't know if he was totally drunk or playing, but I got up on my all fours on the bed, and helped him get back behind me. We fucked that way for only about a minute and then I had to lay on my gut to keep him up on top of me and not falling on the floor. He fucks good when he is drunk, unless he was playing more drunk than he really was. He fucked his little Rover good and strong that night! I had felt like a dog the first time, and I did again that night since I really was the one that made it happen. That night I was actually the aggressor since I do think that if I had not gone for it, and had not gotten him into it, he would have just fallen asleep and slept the rest of the night. Other than the first night, that was the only time that I actually kind of made him fuck me when maybe he had not intended to. I was his puppy doggie again that night! Those were the only two nights when I acted like I was his puppy dog."
"Oh God Jim, I can not imagine you doing that! God man, look at my towel, it's not hanging down very well! You are getting this guy all hot and bothered here, hope you realize it."
As Jim looked down at Jim's tented towel, he grinned, looked up at Todd, reached up, pinched his left nipple and replied, "Hey maybe I should play like Little Rover today?"