Title:  The Unintended Rape That Wasn't

By:  Peter Rock

Contact e-mail: PeterRocks21@hotmail.com

Tags:  A college student gets revenge on his sister's
ex-boyfriend.

Codes:  M/M, MM+/m-teen, M/F, nc, forced bi, rape, college,
alcohol, 1st-gay-expr, unsafe

Disclaimer: The following story, as indicated by the title,
involves adult themes and rape. I do not advocate rape as it is a
sick crime and anyone who rapes someone should be thrown in jail.
 This story is fantasy and intended for entertainment purposes
only. Any resemblance of characters or events depicted herein is
a coincidence. If you feel you might be offended by the
following, stop reading now, or continue at your own risk.  If
you are not of legal age to read adult entertainment, then please
leave.  This is basically story about sex between men, however
there is an incidental sex scene between a male and a female
college student.


Constructive comments are welcome at the e-mail address above.


This is copyrighted by the author, Peter Rock. The author allows
this to be reposted to other websites as long as it is free and
an e-mail advising me that it has been (or will be) posted is
sent to me at PeterRocks21@hotmail.com. No response is necessary
from me to repost.  The e-mail is simply to let me know which
sites this story has been posted to.


Story:


Steve Sears and I were both students at a large university in the
Midwest.  We were also on the football team together; he was the
quarterback and I was a cornerback.  I never liked Steve's
swagger nor his bragging about his sexual conquests.  I certainly
did not like my younger sister Melanie dating him.  To hear her
talk about him it was obvious that she considered him to be a
catch, at least in bed.  Not only was he the big man on the team,
being the quarterback, but he was also king of the locker room,
with the largest dick and balls swinging in the showers. 
According to Melanie he also knew how to use it in bed.  I'll
have to take her word on that.

Even though I never cared for Steve, I didn't hate him.  He was a
great quarterback and I have to admit that his cocksure attitude
on the field with teammates following his lead did carry many
games for us.

Or I should say I didn't hate him until Melanie showed up on my
doorstep early one morning in tears.  At first all she could get
out through her sobs was, "Steve".  I assumed he had
unceremoniously dumped her, which would not be surprising
considering he liked to brag about the numbers of girls he
fucked.  As her story came out I was horrified.  Steve had raped
her at a party last night.  I was furious that something like
that could happen to my sweet sister.  Yet somehow I was not
surprised that Steve was capable of doing it.

Apparently Steve had gotten Melanie drunk.  I know my sister does
not like to drink.  In fact I have only seen Melanie drink one or
two glasses of wine at the most at any party.  She has told me
that she has tried beer before, but she doesn't like the taste or
the way it goes down.  So she only drinks it occasionally to be
social when there's nothing else to drink.

To continue with Melanie's story..... Steve was pledging a frat
that had a frat party last night.  All the pledges were, to use
Melanie's words, "acting stupid" and "competing with each other"
to get in.  Each pledge was trying to outdo the other pledges by
coming up with the most outlandish stunts.  Melanie did not want
to stay around Steve and his "asshole friends".   Steve pleaded
with her to stay telling her it was important that he make a good
impression with the frat so he could get in.  Putting his arm
around her and flashing his famous smile, he also told her that
all the frat brothers liked Melanie and wanted her to stay.

So Melanie stayed.  And ended up drinking beer and punch.  The
frat brothers considered wine to be too "girly" for a frat pledge
party so none was there.  Earlier in the year I had been to a
couple of their frat parties and knew from first hand experience
they liked spiked punch to get girls drunk.

An hour or two later Melanie and Steve were sitting on the couch
talking with the president of the frat, Matt, when Matt suggested
they do shots.  Melanie had never done shots before and didn't
want to get drunk, but Steve assured her the shots had almost no
alcohol.  He said the peppermint shot was basically flavored
water so she tried a taste and liked it.  The party was in full
swing and Melanie saw some other girls doing the peppermint shots
which put her mind (which was foggy from the spiked punch) at
ease.  Believing she was drinking flavored water she quickly had
six or seven shots.

The next thing she remembered was Steve leading her to a spare
bedroom and to the bed where he started groping her.  She tried
to push him away, but he overpowered her and grabbed her arms. 
Before she knew it her arms were tied from behind and to the
bedposts.  She could not escape.  In no time at all, Steve had
Melanie's jeans down.  Not even bothering to undress he simply
unzipped, pulled his cock out and plunged into her.

As Steve was fucking her, she heard someone telling Steve to
"knock the bitch up".  It took her a second or two to recognize
the voice, but she finally figured out it was Matt, the frat
president.  At first Melanie she wasn't paying attention to
Matt's words, as she struggled to get Steve off her.  But when
Melanie started paying attention to what Matt was yelling, she
realized Steve was not wearing a condom (she had always insisted
that he do so) and that this was the worst time of the month for
her; she could very well become impregnated.  After Steve shot
his fertile load in her, he just jumped up and grinned at Matt.
Matt gave him a high five saying, "Welcome to the frat, bro!" 
Then Steve zipped up and walked out laughing and joking with
Matt, leaving Melanie still tied to the bed.  She was exhausted
and too drunk to move and passed out.  When she came to her
restraints had been removed so she put her clothes on and made
her way home where she took a shower.  She couldn't sleep and
that's when she showed up at my doorstep.

As Melanie told the story, I was furious.  How dare Steve and
Matt play with people as though they were toys?  How dare they
harm my sweet and innocent younger sister!  And since it was a
frat pledge party who knew if someone else had raped her as she
lay passed out on the bed (though I didn't tell her that).

I suggested that Melanie report it to the police and go to the
hospital.  Melanie did not want to, feeling that it would ruin
her reputation and that the college would support the school's
star quarterback.  She felt powerless and humiliated.  As I
comforted Melanie sitting next to me I came up with a plan for
revenge on Steve.

First, I knew that Steve had a single in the dorms.  After a
little research I created a profile on one of the gay online
hookup sites aimed at the S&M and bondage crowd. I filled in a
profile with Steve's information.  I know that most people use
fake names, and stretch the truth when it comes to such things as
dick size, muscles, age, etc.  But Steve was a prime college
football quarterback and 100% hunk.  There was no need to make up
anything.  In fact I put Steve's real first and last names as
part of his login.  I thought, with some irony, that Steve's
profile must have been the only one on any hook-up site, gay or
straight, that was 100% accurate.  Since Steve was well known
around campus I easily found a half dozen of his pics from
several friends' social media accounts.  Under the guise of
typical male college locker room behavior, I was able to use my
cell phone to snap a few of him nude in the showers, mostly of
his ass, though I had a couple with both his big dick and face in
them.  It was a stroke of good luck that one full frontal came
out looking just like a picture someone would take for hooking up
online.

After I completed Steve's profile on the S&M/bondage site I would
sign in almost everyday (always at one of the many cafes near
campus with online access) over a period of a month and chatted
with the guys who were interested in getting together with a hot
college guy... and the pictures of Steve I had posted on the site
drew a lot of responses.  I finally settled on four guys with
profiles (and videos!) who were just what I was looking for.  It
was time to put the next phase of the plan into place.

One Wednesday about a month after Steve had raped my sister, I
was able to sneak into Steve's dorm room while he was taking a
shower.  Using his computer I logged into the S&M/bondage site
with the account I had set up for Steve's and sent a quick e-mail
to the four guys who were essential to the plan.  It was
essential to the plan that the e-mail come from Steve's computer.


Then on Friday night I was out with my football teammates,
including Steve, celebrating our latest victory at some local
bar.  My plan required Steve to be alone in his room so I ran
interference, making sure the star of the team didn't score with
any of the girls.  I watched Steve drink a lot and curse his luck
at not being able to find a hot girl to fuck.  By 2 am, when the
bars closed, Steve was stumbling just a bit.

A couple of the other football players and I helped Steve up to
his room.  I went over to the small fridge in his room and filled
a large glass with some orange juice.  While the other guys were
preoccupied with getting Steve turned over on his chest, I
slipped two Viagra I had crushed earlier into the orange juice. 
I knew that Steve, being straight, would not get a hard-on for
what I had planned for him later, but I needed him hard.  Before
and after practice in the locker room he had often bragged about
taking a Viagra when he wanted to fuck all night.  Tonight he was
getting two.

We stayed a few minutes while I watched him drink his spiked oj.
After turning him onto his stomach so he would be face down (in
case he threw up) we left.  On the way out, one of the other guys
said, "We should leave the door unlocked in case we need to check
on him in the morning."  My plan was going better than expected.
I didn't have to make the suggestion to keep the door unlocked,
which might throw suspicion on me if anything went wrong with my
plan.

One of the football players who helped put Steve to bed was my
roommate.  As we walked together to our dorm we expressed our
usual concern towards Steve and hoped he wouldn't have too much
of a hangover the next morning.  When we got back to the dorm,
our next-door neighbor had a party going on in his room.  Knowing
we wouldn't be able to sleep through the noise we joined in the
late night fun.  I slipped out of the party for a few minutes and
made my way to Steve's dorm room where I quickly sent four short
e-mails from Steve's computer reading, "I'm drunk as hell and
"passed out".... I'm ready.  Come on over and let's do it. 
Remember to follow the directions from Wednesday's e-mail."  I
quickly made my way back to join my roommate at the neighbor's
party so as not to be missed.

Part 2

Within 20 minutes the four guys from the bondage site showed up
in Steve's room, as instructed in Wednesday's e-mail I had sent
from his computer. "Steve's" e-mail had instructed them to open
the door and walk in quietly, without knocking.  They were all to
wait until everyone was there before doing anything.

The first to show up was Rob.  He was in his late 20's, 6 feet
tall with a solid rugby player's build and blond hair with blue
eyes.  He had recently joined the S&M/bondage site and was a bit
nervous walking into a stranger's room.  But Rob had been around
enough to know that there were plenty of guys out there with far
stranger desires than anonymous sex and role play scenes.  The
thought of having sex with a hot frat boy in his dorm room was
what convinced Rob to go.

Second to arrive was 33 year-old Greg.  Like Rob, he had blond
hair and blue eyes, but he had a swimmer's build.  He had been
active on the S&M scene for about 10 years.  He loved realistic
rape role-play scenes.

The third guy, Mark, had thinning black hair, hazel eyes and was
in his 40's.  Mark looked like a regular guy and even had a bit
of a beer belly; but he also had a dark side that he fulfilled
from time to time when he found willing partners.  He liked
role-play with drunk guys, passed out guys and rape.  While in
high school and college he had been bullied by jocks.  He viewed
this as an opportunity to "get back" at the jocks who had bullied
him.

Last to arrive was Dante, a mid-thirties Latino with typical
Mexican-American features; dark hair, brown eyes and brown skin.
Dante had grown up in a rough area of Los Angeles, scaring a lot
of people just by the tough way he looked.  He also resented
"rich white boys" who seemed to think they were better than
everyone else and put down Latinos like Dante.

As the four guys arrived at Steve's dorm room, the scene was just
as "Steve's" e-mail had promised them; he would be "passed out"
from drinking, face down, ass up with his sweats still on.

The four guys looked at Steve's passed out body and began
thinking about all the fun they would have with him.  Steve's
instructions in his e-mail had said that if they followed the
e-mail, then there would be a repeat session.  After getting a
good look at Steve and discovering the e-mail was not a hoax or
trick, each of them was determined to follow the instructions so
they could repeat this hot scene with the university's star
football player.

Dante, pulling out a small camera, was the first to speak.  "OK
everyone have their cameras?"  The others all nodded reaching for
their own cameras.  Dante set his up on the dresser to the right
of the bed, aimed at Steve as he lay on the bed.  Rob set his up
on the desk, at the foot of the bed while Greg and Mark held
theirs.

Rob and Greg each took a leg of Steve's sweats and pulled them
off.  Mark took off Steve's underwear while Dante cut off Steve's
t-shirt with the switchblade he always carried.  Steve was still
face down, snoring and now completely naked.  The four guys
looked at Steve's hard muscular jock ass facing them and got
harder than they ever had been before in their lives.

Greg and Mark turned their cameras on and started videoing the
snoring Steve while Dante and Rob took their clothes off in the
background.

When all four guys were naked, Dante grabbed Steve's shoulder and
said, "Ok guys, let's roll him over onto his back and get a look
at this faggot boy's dick."

After they rolled him over, Dante, still taking the lead asked,
"Who wants to tie him up?"  Greg pulled a length of rope from his
bag and approached Steve's bed, tying his hands over his head. 
Then they put another rope around Steve's chest, tying it on each
side of the bed frame to hold Steve down.

By this time Steve started to stir.  Rob and Greg adjusted the
cameras, anxious to get Steve's reaction when he "woke up."  This
marked the true beginning of the fantasy Steve had wanted to act
out in "his" e-mail to them and he wanted them to capture his
surprise as he woke up on film.

Steve was now moaning, trying to make sense of what was
happening.  Blinking he looked at the four strangers around him.
"Hey, what are you doing?"  Steve struggled to get up and
realized he was strapped down with a coarse rope and his hands
tied together.  "What the fuck...!?"

Dante walked over to Steve and slapped him across the face.  "If
you don't want to get hurt you'll do as we say."  Dante grinned
in satisfaction, knowing that Steve would put up a fight to make
this as "real" as possible.  This was just what Dante lived for;
realistic role-play rape scenes.

Steve started struggling more but could not break the rope.  His
face was red and furious.  "What are you doing?" he yelled.  "Get
out!"

Rob said, "Or what?  You'll call the cops?" I'd like to see you
try that with your hands tied."

"No, I don't need to call the cops.  They're worthless.  I'll
just start shouting and wake up everyone on this floor."

Dante took out his switchblade and flicked it open.  Using the
flat part of the blade he lifted Steve's limp cock.  "We know you
like dicks up your ass.  Hard, throbbing dicks pumping big loads
of cum up your ass.  You don't know how to use your dick, and
it's a nice dick too.  Such a waste.  I should just cut it off
now and make you the pussy boy you really crave to be."  With the
flat of the knife still under Steve's dick, Dante started
bouncing it up and down.

"Get that thing the hell away from me, man!"  Steve shouted in
dismay.  "I'm not a fag!"  By now he was sweating.  "And I don't
like to get fucked.  If there's any fucking going on here, I'm
the one who's gonna fuck you guys up."

Dante laughed and continued bouncing Steve's dick up and down on
the flat of the switchblade, watching the dick swell at the
stimulation.  "That's what you think, do you?"

Mark, nodding to Steve's dick said, "Hey faggot, looks like you
can't wait to get your ass filled with our loads."  Steve looked
down at his own dick and realized with horror he had a hardon.

Steve shouted back, "Fuck you!  You wouldn't dare cut my dick
off."

Dante scowled, looking like the street thug he was, suddenly made
a sharp jabbing motion with the switchblade towards Steve's
balls; drawing a small amount of blood from them.  "You don't
know what I'll do." Dante snarled.  "You're the one tied up with
four naked guys around you, about to fuck you. And I'm the one
with the blade."

"Hey guys, let's get this started." Mark said, grabbing Steve's
ripped t-shirt from the floor and approached Steve.  Still
defiant, Steve kicked with his powerful legs and slammed his heel
into Mark's hip, throwing him off balance and falling to the
floor.  Mark was sore.  Rob grabbed Steve's legs and held them.

"Let's turn him back over." Dante said.  "I want to see that
pussy ass again."

Mark stood up and punched Steve in the side saying, "I want to
make him pay."

"What do you have in mind?" Rob asked.

"I have a couple friends who would love a chance to tap this." 
Mark said, roughly grabbing Steve's ass.

Greg said, "Yeah, I know a couple people too."

"Nah, man."  Rob looked at each of the guys.  "He only invited
us."

Dante said, "Fuck that shit.  I say we invite everyone we know."

"This is a dorm, if we have any more people it will get out of
hand.  The cops will come.  I don't want to explain what we're
doing with the school's star quarterback tied up and being fucked
by a bunch of guys, even if he did invite us."  Rob said.

"Yeah... OK."  Mark said reluctantly, still rubbing his hip where
Steve had kicked him.

"Shit man, let's just start raping his faggot ass."  Dante said,
looking at Steve's upturned ass.

As they went towards Steve he started kicking again.  Rob and
Dante each managed to get a leg while Mark and Greg loosened the
rope on one side and turned him over on his back.  Mark and Greg
each grabbed some more rope and, looping the rope through the
frame of the bed, they managed to tie his ankles down.

They all looked at Steve's upturned ass.  "Who's first?"  Greg
asked.

"I'm first." Dante said.

"No way" said Rob, glancing down at Dante's cock before raising
his eyes to meet his stare.  "You have a monster cock and will
ruin him for the rest of us.  I should go first.  I was here
first."

"If you're worried about Dante's cock size, then we should go
first in order of cock size.  Smallest first."  Greg said.

They all looked at each other's still hard cocks.  "I guess that
means I go first," Greg continued.  For once it's nice to be the
smallest one in the crowd."  Turning red he quickly added, "Not
that I'm small, but compared to you guys...".

"Fine," said Rob.  Let's go according to cock size.  That makes
me second."  Pointing at Mark he said, you third and the Latino
goes fourth.

"I'm gonna face fuck him while you guys fuck him.  Make sure he
knows every inch of me real good." Dante was stroking his cock,
looking at Steve.

Without another word Greg stepped up to Steve's upturned butt and
started fingering him to loosen him up.

"Just shove it in, man." Said Dante as he was taking the gag out
of Steve's mouth.

"When it's your turn you can shove it in if you want," Greg said.
 "I'm gonna do it my way."

"If you don't hurry up then I'm going first and you can go last.
I came here to fuck him, not play with his ass," Rob looked at
Greg with a challenging stare.

Greg took his dick in one hand, slid it up and down a few times
on Steve's hole.  With the other hand he stuck first one finger
then another and another into Steve to loosen him up.  After he
had three fingers pumping in and out for a few minutes, he lined
up his dick on Steve's hole.  With the hand that had just been
loosening up Steve, Greg grabbed his camera, turning it on and
said, "I'm going to film this."   He held his cock just above
Steve's hole and watched as his precum dripped down into Steve's
still open hole, sucking down the precum.  Squeezing out a brief
flow of precum he pushed his dick down so it was just touching
the Steve's hole.  Then he began to push very slowly into Steve's
butt, watching his dick slowly disappear.

"Owww!"  Steve shouted, his mouth no longer gagged as Dante was
had his cock out wiping the precum all over his face and lips. 
"I'm not a fag!"

"This will shut him up."  Dante said.  "Now suck my dick,
faggot."

"That's hot, man," said Mark, aiming his camera to capture the
moment when Dante's dick went into Steve's mouth.  "How do you
like sucking a fat Cholo sausage, college boy?  Does it taste
good?"

All Steve could do was grunt around the thick meat in his mouth.

"Yea man, nothing like a good blow job," Dante grunted.

Greg was now buried balls deep in Steve's ass and started
pounding away.  Rob walked over and started jacking his cock over
Greg's as it was sliding in and out of Steve's ass.  Steve was
struggling to avoid the double assault on his ass and mouth.

"Watch your teeth, faggot."  Dante brought up the switchblade to
Steve's throat.  "You don't want an accident to happen, do you?"
Steve stopped struggling and tried to curl his lips over his
teeth, just like he taught chicks to do when they went down on
him.  Humiliated and in pain he couldn't help but let out some
moans.

Dante said sarcastically, "Poor baby is hurting."

"Here's some lube," Rob said as he continued to jack his dick
with his copious amount of pre-cum oozing down onto Greg's dick
as it slid in and out of Steve's hole.

Greg said, "This faggot has a tight hole.  If I didn't know
better I would think this faggot is a virgin."  Greg started to
slow down.  "Keep up that precum, man.  That feels fantastic. 
I'm gonna blow."  Greg stopped and watched as Rob's precum
continued to flow down onto his dick.  Greg started up again and
pounded Steve's ass; with a quick "Shit, shit, shit" he unloaded
in Steve's ass.  Spent and keeping his dick in Steve's ass Greg
collapsed forward onto Steve's back.

"Man, that was the best fuck ever."

"Move out of the way and let me in there," said Rob still jacking
his dick.  Greg pulled out of Steve's ass and watched as his cum
started flowing out.

"You'd better plug that leak before the room is flooded," Greg
laughed.  He moved back and Rob stepped up to Greg's hole with
cum still flowing out.  As he slid in he said, "Hot damn you're
right that feels good.  I'm not gonna last long."  True to his
word, less than a minute later Rob started dumping his load into
Steve's ass, coating Steve's insides with his cum.

Rob pulled out with Mark quickly taking his place.  Mark rubbed
his dick in circles around Steve's hole, collecting the cum
dripping from Steve's ass.  Once it was all collected on Steve's
hole Mark slowly pushed forward forcing the cum back into Steve's
hole.

"I don't believe how hot that feels," Mark moaned with his dick
buried in Steve's ass, just holding it there.  "Oh my God, I
think I could cum without even moving my dick.  I could spurt
just like this."  Mark slowly pulled out until just the head was
in Steve's ass, then pushed back.  After that slow in and out a
couple minutes Mark shouted, "Take my load, bitch!"  Mark just
held his dick in Steve's ass as he began to unload.  He pulled
out about halfway through his long orgasm and shot two big spurts
of cum on Steve's balls before slamming back in and holding his
dick still until he finished unloading.  He squeezed to make sure
as much cum as possible was drained from his cock into Steve's
ass.

Mark fell forward onto Steve's back.

"Outta the way," Dante said, pulling his dick from Steve's mouth.
 "I'll show you haw a real fucking is done."

Steve could only moan.

Dante moved off the bed and said, "I want to see his face as I
fuck him."  Let's turn him over.  He got out his switchblade,
"You better not try anything."  Steve could only give a quick nod
while his rapists loosened the rope and turned him over.

Once Steve was face up on the bed Dante moved between his legs
and sneered, "I knew you were a pussy boy who only wants loads up
his ass.  You've got a big hardon from being pumped full of cum.
Or are you hard from thinking about my big man meat stuffing your
mouth?"  Dante slapped his big dick on Steve's throbbing hard-on
and balls that were covered in cum that had dripped from his ass
from the three guys who had fucked him thus far.  "You white boy
faggots don't deserve a real man's meat.  I'm gonna fuck you up
real good."

Dante rubbed his dick, both the head and the shaft, up and down
Steve's hole and balls, until Dante's entire dick was covered in
a mixture of his own precum and the cum of the other three guys.
"I think you need to taste what you're getting."  Dante reached
over and with his right hand he stroked Steve's throbbing dick
until his fingers were covered in Steve's pre-cum.

Dante moved to Steve's face.  "You're going to do as I say,
right?"

Steve could only nod.

"Say it.  Say 'Yes sir, I will do what you want."'

"Yes sir, I will do what you want." Steve looked utterly
defeated.

"Tell me that you want me."

"I want you."

"What else do you want?"

Steve didn't know what to say.  Mark leaned over and slapped
Steve across the face.  "Tell him you want his load."

"I want your load."  Steve managed to get out, then quickly
added, "Sir."

"Good boy."

"Taste this." Dante said holding up his fingers covered in
Steve's precum to Steve's mouth.

Steve had never tasted his own precum and looked disgusted but
opened his mouth to taste himself on Dante's fingers. Dante
shoved his fingers into Steve's mouth.  "Clean all your messy
precum from my fingers."  Steve continued to lick.  "Now suck on
each finger."  Dante gave him one finger at a time.

Dante, satisfied that his fingers were clean, pulled his fingers
out of Steve's mouth.  Humiliated, Steve turned his head, not
able to look at anyone.

"Don't turn your head away from me."  Dante slapped him across
the face with his now clean hand.  "Look at me."

Steve turned and looked at Dante, who was now waiving his
cum-covered dick in Steve's face.

"Open up again.  This is the best part for a pussy boy like you.
See that cum on it?  That's the cum of the three guys who fucked
you mixed with my pre-cum.  This is the cum that leaked out of
your ass.  You should never let good cum go to waste."

Dante rubbed the head of his dick around Steve's closed lips,
smearing the cummy mixture around.

"Open up." Steve just turned his head away from the huge dick
smeared with cum. Dante picked up his switchblade and repeated,
"Open up."

Steve turned his head and slowly opened his mouth.  Dante grabbed
Steve's face and pushed just the head of his dick into Steve's
mouth, letting it rest on his tongue.  "Now just suck the head. 
And work your tongue into my skin."  After a few minutes of
cleaning Dante's uncut head Dante pushed a little bit more in,
"Here some more of my snack for you."

Satisfied that his dick was clean, Dante pulled out of Steve's
mouth and said, "We've saved the best for last."  Dante went
around to Steve's butt and rammed his dick up the cum-filled
hole.

Dante, feeling the cum around his dick grinned at the other three
guys in the room, "You guys had a party in here.  I can tell it
was quite a party."

With that Dante picked up speed and began fucking Steve hard. 
Rob and Greg took turns fucking Steve's mouth.

Mark eyed Steve's throbbing cock and said, "I've always wanted to
be fucked by a hot college jock."  Not receiving a response from
the other guys, Mark climbed onto the bed, straddling Steve while
Dante continued his fucking.  Mark had already lubed himself up
so he just slowly lowered himself down on Steve's big cock.

Steve could not believe he was being fucked by a guy, he was
sucking two more dicks and he was fucking another guy... all at
the same time.  He wondered what he could have done to deserve
such abuse.  But he was even more confused by his own hardon and
how good it felt in another guy's ass.

Dante shouted, "Here it comes, bitch!  Take my load," and
continued to pound away.  "I'm gonna knock up your pussy, boy." 
He speeded up even more.  "Ugh!  Ugh!  Ugh!  Here it comes!" He
shouted as his balls began to crawl upward and his big fat long
dick pumped his huge load deeper into Steve's guts then anyone
else had.

Just as Dante was cumming up his ass, Steve could feel his balls
tingling with that sensation he loved so much, letting him know
that he was about to cum.  When Steve felt the first powerful
spurts of Dante's cum hitting his insides it set him off and he
unloaded into Mark's ass.  Mark slowly climbed off of Steve,
relishing the feel of a hot jock's cum in his ass.

Dante pulled out of Steve's butt and came over to watch Greg and
Rob face fuck him.  "Ok guys, move over."  Dante stepped up to
Steve's face up holding his dick, which was covered in everyone's
cum from Steve's ass.

"Pussy boy, open up."  Obediently Steve opened up.  "Now this is
good to the last drop, so remember don't waste.  Suck me all the
cum leaking from my dick.  I want it clean."

When Dante decided that Steve had gotten every last drop of cum
out of his fat monster, he moved over to let the other guys take
their turns fucking Steve's face.

After all four shot their loads down Steve's throat they dressed,
picked up their cameras, loosened the bindings holding Steve and
left.

Steve was able to work out of the bindings but the rapists were
long gone.  As he lay on his bed he realized he was still hard
but couldn't understand why.  His ass was sore and he wanted to
puke until all the cum was out of his stomach though his cock was
throbbing.  Still lying on his bed, Steve reached around and felt
his ass, hoping he wasn't permanently damaged.  He felt something
wet dripping out of his ass.  Fearing it was blood he brought his
hand up and realized there was no blood, just cum.  Steve was
sure he was bleeding so he felt again with his hand, getting more
cum on it as it ran out of his ass.

Remembering that the thug had pricked his balls with a
switchblade Steve sat up in bed to examine his balls.  While he
was tugging his balls around, examining them he got cum all over
his balls and dick.  At first he was repulsed by the thought of
the cum from four guys on his dick and balls but he was too tired
to get up and wash and wanted to rest a minute.  He started to
doze off and while doing so he reflexively started to jack-off
his hard cock which ached for another release.  He came fully
awake with a start when he realized he was jacking off with the
cum of four other guys!  But he was so close to cumming and the
feeling of the cum on his cock was just too pleasurable so he
shot his load.

The next day he went to the police station to report his rape. 
He was referred to the hospital where the doctors and nurses
examined him and swabbed him for evidence of the rape.  He was
even more humiliated over the procedure at the hospital then what
had happened the night before, but he was determined not to let
those faggots get away with it.

The first of the four guys to be arrested was Dante.  The police
had found his fingerprints in Steve's room.  Dante, having had
run-ins with the law before, was in the fingerprint database. 
While in custody Dante told the police that he had met Steve
through the internet and Steve had invited him over as part of a
rape role play scene.  The police went back to Steve's dorm room
and collected his computer as further evidence.  Going through
his e-mails they identified and arrested the other three guys. 
Their stories all matched up.

About two months after the rape Steve's attorney called him to
tell him the police were dropping the charges against all four
men.  When Steve had calmed down enough after hearing the news,
the attorney said there wasn't any evidence to suggest a rape. 
Yes, there was rough sex and the DNA of the four guys matched the
samples the hospital had taken from Steve; but with the cameras
and footage the four guys had taken, the police thought it was
consensual.

The attorney went on to say that the police, using Steve's
computer had found his profile on a S&M/Bondage site, furthermore
on Wednesday, two days before the alleged rape, Steve had sent
e-mails from his own computer with very detailed invitations for
a realist "forced rape" role play session to the four guys. The
details included what he would be wearing and that he would be
face down on his bed.  The pictures and video the men had made
supported everything detailed in the e-mail.

Steve was flabbergasted and insisted there must be a mistake.

When Steve asked the attorney about the cum in his ass, the
attorney said that is exactly what Steve had wanted in his
e-mail.  The clincher was that they found Steve's own cum mixed
in with the cum of the other four guys.  The police felt Steve's
cum was evidence that he had enjoyed the sex with the other guys.
 They believed Steve had some reason for wanting to put them in
jail, though they didn't know why, but suspected he was a closet
homosexual, exhibiting extreme homophobia.

The police eventually did press charges against Steve for making
false statements to them, there was a jury trial, which brought
out all the evidence the police had accumulated.  Steve was very
humiliated when portions of the sex tapes were shown in a packed
courthouse with him getting fucked by these four guys and asking
for Dante's load.  The prosecution had felt it important to show
some of what occurred because of the lengths Steve had gone to
frame them.  The whole courthouse was shocked that Steve had sent
e-mails and had conversations with these guys specifically
wanting to make videos to put online.  The jury found Steve
guilty, sentencing him to two years in prison.

On his first day in prison he befriended the toughest inmate,
Julio, believing he would offer protection.  In fact Julio did
offer protection and made it clear no one was to harm Steve.  But
Julio also had other plans.  Beginning the second week Steve was
in prison enjoying the safety Julio offered, Julio whored him out
for the next two years to all the other inmates, of all ages and
races.  Julio only felt it right that he make money off Steve for
protecting him from being beaten up by the other inmates.

Karma.