____________________________ | | /)| KRISTEN'S BOOKSHELF |(\ / )| DIRECTORIES |( \ __( (|____________________________|) )__ ((( \ \ > /_) ( \ < / / ))) (\\\ \ \_/ / \ \_/ / ///) \ / \ / \ _/ \_ / / / \ \ o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o The Bookshelf Directories offer a very wide variety o o of stories. They have been submitted by people from o o all over the world. Also from alt.sex.stories (News o o groups). There is no particular order other than o o offering them to you in alphabetical directories. o o o o All works are copyrighted to the author and may not o o be used for profit without obtaining the author's o o permission in advance. o o o o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult o o entertainment and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o The Sounds of Rape by Ramrod (rammer300@gmail.com) *** A vignette: A father listens as one son rapes the other. (bb, preteens, nc, rp, inc, mast, anal, voy) *** I shut the door to the bedroom shared by my two sons, 7- year-old Andy and 11-year-old Jimmy. I wait silently outside their door as the five-inch erection Jimmy was sporting all night indicated what was about to happen next. My own cock bulges underneath my pajama pants as my heart skips in anticipation. I'm filled with shame at my own weakness. Sure enough, I hear a drawer slide open as Jimmy retrieved the tube of lube that he hid inside. I hear the wet sounds of Jimmy rubbing the lubricant over his erect cock before he steps across the room, no doubt to apply more to his brother's asshole. My older son had been regularly raping his little brother for a couple of months now. I first realized what was happening when I heard the unmistakable sounds of pleasure from my room. To my shame, knowing such an illicit act was happening just two doors down was a major turn-on and I shamefully fell into the habit of eavesdropping on their incestuous acts like a pervert. It soon became clear that Andy was not a willing participant in his brother's games. "Can't I just suck your pee-pee, Jimmy?" Andy begs, his voice indicating he's on the verge of tears. "It hurts when you put it in my butt..." "Shut up!" Jimmy snaps quietly. "And keep it down. Dad might hear. Do you want him to find out his sons are fags?" Andy must have shaken his head because Jimmy said "Good." I hear the drawer slide shut. Andy's bed creaks as Jimmy joins him in it. There's a moment of silence as Jimmy lines his cock up with Andy's asshole. My erection pulses with wicked pleasure at Andy's first pained moan. Soon my older son builds up a regular rhythm and I hear the wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh mixed with my younger son's muffled sobs of pain and humiliation. It's happening. My older son is raping his brother. Rape. Gay incestuous rape is happening on the other side of the wall I was leaning against. I free my erection from my pajama pants and lightly stroke it. I don't want to cum just yet. I hear Jimmy's thrusts speeding up as his orgasm approaches. I quicken the strokes on my cock in synch with his thrusts into my younger son's unwilling boycunt. I hit the edge but stop myself from cumming, wanting to cum along with my son. "Gonna cum, bitch," Jimmy growled, apparently forgetting his own command for quiet. "You want it in your ass? You want me to rape a thick, creamy load into your faggot ass?" Andy has no time to answer before Jimmy lets out a guttural groan of pleasure. "Oh FUCK YEEEAAAH!!!" I silently cum along with him, spraying five ropes of cum against the hallway wall. As my climax dies down, I enjoy a second of the afterglow before wiping up my mess with my shirt and returning to my bedroom to sleep. END