Almost had gay sex with my step-grandpa PART 3
So it has been a few weeks since my step-grandpa took my virginity. For the first few days after the experience, I was in pain. I couldn't sit down without being reminded of the assault grandpa took on me. I'd sleep at night and vividly would dream about the look in his eyes when he was using me. Thank anger and lust burned into my soul as he made every purpose to destroy me with every thrust. I didn't have much interaction with him in the weeks that followed, not alone at least. He was his same normal self when we were around others. This only fueled my lust for him with how nonchalant he was about it. He fucked his own grandson and went about his business like nothing happened. I jerked off into his dirty underwear a few times, taking a big whiff of his musk. Sucking on his pee stains and even cum stains on his underwear.
One night, I got up early in the morning, while everyone was sleep and I heard the sound of bead springs squeaking and a slight banging sound from my grandparent's room. I listened closely against their door and I could hear my grandfather slamming hard into my grandmother, calling her a slut and bitch, with a faint sound of her crying out as she got pummeled by him. I jerked off listening to them, jealous of my grandmother for having this whenever she wanted but also annoyed by her that she didn't willingly give grandpa this on a regular basis. I jerked off hard, trying to match his rhythm. When I heard him groan and hearing my granda cry out, I knew he was cumming in her. I couldn't hold back and shot one of the hardest loads I'd ever shot. I was light headed and weak in the knees, I accidentally hit the lamp next to their bedroom door, making a bang sound. The sound knocked me back to reality and I quickly skampered off to my room trying very quickly to not get caught. I got to my room just in time, but as I closed my door, I heard my grandparent's door open. At that moment, I realized, I left a big mess against their bedroom door and on the floor.
A few days has gone by and my parents and grandmother are now going out of town to attend my sister's college orientation. They're gonna be gone for about six days. My grandfather doesn't go because he's "busy with work", as he tells my parents. I'm happy he's staying behind because I'm hoping for another encounter with him. I've jerked off so much thinking about him, my cock is raw.
About an hour after everyone leaves the house, I'm alone in the house with grandpa. Shortly before everyone left, he gets a call on his phone and he says he has to take it, that it's work. He stays on the phone for quite a good amount of time. So now, I'm in the house with him. He doesn't say much to me as we're sitting in the living room watching tv. I'm nervous because I don't know what to say to him. We've never been particularly close. We'd converse like normal and he treated me like a grandson. This was our first alone time interaction since the incident a few weeks prior. I was also curious too since the night I almost got caught jerking off, whether he noticed my mess that I made? Just as I was about to get the courage to say something to him, his phone rang, which kind of startled me since I was on edge with nervousness. He was short on the phone, only saying "good, I'll be right there".
He got up off of the chair and went to the front door and went outside. I got up to see what was going on. When I got to the front door, three cars and a truck were in the drive way. My grandpa with a big smile on his face, shook the hand of each man that go out of their vehicles. I'm at an awe of each many that emerges from their cars. All the men were in their 50s if not 60s at least. Burly guys wearing jeans and boots. They all had some form of facial hair between beards and mustaches to heavy stubble the looks of someone who hasn't shaved in a day or two. I'm getting a little nervous because I'm reminded of my grandpa talking about his military friends and if this was the moment...
I run back to the living room and sit on the couch, almost out of breath and my heart is racing. My grandpa walks into the house and that smile and spark in his eyes that he had when he was outside saying hello to his friends disappeared. His friends all walked into the house and came into the living room. My grandpa just looks at me and in a cold tone just says, "I told ya boy, I had buddies that tear boys like you up. You're gonna be a toy for them to use, ya hear?" It's almost like time stopped, but things went by so fast. Before I knew it, two of the guys grabbed me and held me down on the edge of the couch and yanked my shorts down. One man stuffed my shirt that he removed over my mouth while the other man started to unbuckle his belt. I hear my grandpa and some of the other men in the room egg on the man unfastening his belt to "r**pe me hard". I get a glimpse of this man, he lifts up his shirt over his head and I see a forrest of dark salt and pepper hair on his defined belly. I see a very thick uncut piece of meat. This man looks to be Hispanic or Middle Eastern. One of the other guys in the room, walks up me to and spits on my ass. Then the man walks up behind me and shoves his cock in me with one thrust. Every thrust knocks the wind out of me. The guys are laughing and calling me names while giving each other shit about not fucking me hard enough. The first man doesn't finish in me, each one unzips and shoves their cock in me, not even bothering with lube. The goal it seems is to fuck me into submission. Time has no meaning at this point. Each man, including my grandfather has taken their turn ripping my guts to shreds. The pain was so much after awhile, I lost consciousness. Last thing I remember was laying on my back, my grandfather climbing off of me and his even bigger 6'6" 300 lb bulldozer friend climbing on me and slapping me in the face before ramming his meat in me for the third time.
I don't know how much time went by, but when I woke up, I was in my bedroom, on my back, with my hands tied to the bed post. My mouth was tapped shut and another one of grandpa's friends was on top of me. I woke up just as he was finishing in me for God only knows how many times. I felt a burning sensation in my stomach and a hand on my throat. I opened my eyes and I still see that angry look in my grandfather's eyes just full of lust and rage. My legs are numb, my asshole feels open and on fire. I don't know what happened between the living room on the couch and everyone, now naked, in my bedroom standing around and jerking off watching one another take turns inside of me. As I'm looking around, whatever fear I had was now gone and it was replaced with submission. I was defeated and used, but something about looking at my grandfather and seeing the look on each one of his buddy's faces as they pleasured themselves at my expense, I got a weird spark of confidence. These men needed me, these men saw me as an object to drained their balls in and satisfy themselves. Each man had a wedding ring on their fingers, so I knew, they weren't getting what they truly desired at home. What they needed was a boy they could emasculate and make themselves feel like real men. Men who didn't apologize for wanting sex. Men who just wanted a hole to abuse and drain their seed in. As I watched my grandfather and eventually started getting pleasure from the assault that took place, my cock started to get hard, which didn't go unnoticed. I never. touched myself, nor did the other men, but the smells in the room, the sounds, the voices, the feeling of my insides coated with their DNA. It was all too much for me to handle. When my grandfather's friend, that I found out, his name was Sam. Sam started to groan that he was gonna nut again, I didn't take my eyes off of my grandfather and as Sam pushed deep in me, I started to groan and shot my load all over my stomach, chest, and the headboard of the bed. My orgasm was SO intense, I damn near lost consciousness again.
At this point, I noticed that it was dark outside. When we started, it was high noon, now it was really late into the night, early morning. After Sam pulled out of me, that's when my Grandfather tells the guys that's it for the night. The guys laugh and babble on about work stuff and prior fuck toys they destroyed. The big burly bulldozer man walks up to me, and unties me. As he's untying me, he's telling me about his son who's a little younger than me. He says we look alike and how like him, I'm one of the few people who can handle him. While giving me a pat on the ass, as he's standing me up. I barely can stand up. My legs feel like jelly. My asshole is numb, but I know in a few hours, I'm gonna be in a ton of pain. I struggle to leave the room, by this point, all of my grandfather's friends are dressed and getting into their cars saying goodbye.
After they drive away, I hear my grandfather come back into the house and close the front door. I hear his footsteps down the hall approaching my room. When he gets to my room, that angry lustful look in his eyes is gone and I see a look of love and a sense of being proud. He smiles at me and asks me how I was doing? He tells me thank you for taking care of him and his buddies. He tells me of their deployment together during Desert Storm and how they'd pay a few bucks for a boy they'd take turns in... Telling me it was like old times. He told me to follow him to his room, where we took a shower together, him being oddly kind and gentle to me. He washed me down and gave me a massage that night. I fell asleep to a whirlwind of emotions. I awoke the next morning face down with my grandpa thrusting hard inside of me, with him telling me to "take it" and "shut up"... This is how it went the entire time my family was gone. His friends would come over, r**pe me, and then he'd treat me nice for a few hours before he needed to drain his balls again inside of me. This is what my grandpa told me I was gonna do for him and his friends from now on.
I accepted my new purpose in life.
One night, I got up early in the morning, while everyone was sleep and I heard the sound of bead springs squeaking and a slight banging sound from my grandparent's room. I listened closely against their door and I could hear my grandfather slamming hard into my grandmother, calling her a slut and bitch, with a faint sound of her crying out as she got pummeled by him. I jerked off listening to them, jealous of my grandmother for having this whenever she wanted but also annoyed by her that she didn't willingly give grandpa this on a regular basis. I jerked off hard, trying to match his rhythm. When I heard him groan and hearing my granda cry out, I knew he was cumming in her. I couldn't hold back and shot one of the hardest loads I'd ever shot. I was light headed and weak in the knees, I accidentally hit the lamp next to their bedroom door, making a bang sound. The sound knocked me back to reality and I quickly skampered off to my room trying very quickly to not get caught. I got to my room just in time, but as I closed my door, I heard my grandparent's door open. At that moment, I realized, I left a big mess against their bedroom door and on the floor.
A few days has gone by and my parents and grandmother are now going out of town to attend my sister's college orientation. They're gonna be gone for about six days. My grandfather doesn't go because he's "busy with work", as he tells my parents. I'm happy he's staying behind because I'm hoping for another encounter with him. I've jerked off so much thinking about him, my cock is raw.
About an hour after everyone leaves the house, I'm alone in the house with grandpa. Shortly before everyone left, he gets a call on his phone and he says he has to take it, that it's work. He stays on the phone for quite a good amount of time. So now, I'm in the house with him. He doesn't say much to me as we're sitting in the living room watching tv. I'm nervous because I don't know what to say to him. We've never been particularly close. We'd converse like normal and he treated me like a grandson. This was our first alone time interaction since the incident a few weeks prior. I was also curious too since the night I almost got caught jerking off, whether he noticed my mess that I made? Just as I was about to get the courage to say something to him, his phone rang, which kind of startled me since I was on edge with nervousness. He was short on the phone, only saying "good, I'll be right there".
He got up off of the chair and went to the front door and went outside. I got up to see what was going on. When I got to the front door, three cars and a truck were in the drive way. My grandpa with a big smile on his face, shook the hand of each man that go out of their vehicles. I'm at an awe of each many that emerges from their cars. All the men were in their 50s if not 60s at least. Burly guys wearing jeans and boots. They all had some form of facial hair between beards and mustaches to heavy stubble the looks of someone who hasn't shaved in a day or two. I'm getting a little nervous because I'm reminded of my grandpa talking about his military friends and if this was the moment...
I run back to the living room and sit on the couch, almost out of breath and my heart is racing. My grandpa walks into the house and that smile and spark in his eyes that he had when he was outside saying hello to his friends disappeared. His friends all walked into the house and came into the living room. My grandpa just looks at me and in a cold tone just says, "I told ya boy, I had buddies that tear boys like you up. You're gonna be a toy for them to use, ya hear?" It's almost like time stopped, but things went by so fast. Before I knew it, two of the guys grabbed me and held me down on the edge of the couch and yanked my shorts down. One man stuffed my shirt that he removed over my mouth while the other man started to unbuckle his belt. I hear my grandpa and some of the other men in the room egg on the man unfastening his belt to "r**pe me hard". I get a glimpse of this man, he lifts up his shirt over his head and I see a forrest of dark salt and pepper hair on his defined belly. I see a very thick uncut piece of meat. This man looks to be Hispanic or Middle Eastern. One of the other guys in the room, walks up me to and spits on my ass. Then the man walks up behind me and shoves his cock in me with one thrust. Every thrust knocks the wind out of me. The guys are laughing and calling me names while giving each other shit about not fucking me hard enough. The first man doesn't finish in me, each one unzips and shoves their cock in me, not even bothering with lube. The goal it seems is to fuck me into submission. Time has no meaning at this point. Each man, including my grandfather has taken their turn ripping my guts to shreds. The pain was so much after awhile, I lost consciousness. Last thing I remember was laying on my back, my grandfather climbing off of me and his even bigger 6'6" 300 lb bulldozer friend climbing on me and slapping me in the face before ramming his meat in me for the third time.
I don't know how much time went by, but when I woke up, I was in my bedroom, on my back, with my hands tied to the bed post. My mouth was tapped shut and another one of grandpa's friends was on top of me. I woke up just as he was finishing in me for God only knows how many times. I felt a burning sensation in my stomach and a hand on my throat. I opened my eyes and I still see that angry look in my grandfather's eyes just full of lust and rage. My legs are numb, my asshole feels open and on fire. I don't know what happened between the living room on the couch and everyone, now naked, in my bedroom standing around and jerking off watching one another take turns inside of me. As I'm looking around, whatever fear I had was now gone and it was replaced with submission. I was defeated and used, but something about looking at my grandfather and seeing the look on each one of his buddy's faces as they pleasured themselves at my expense, I got a weird spark of confidence. These men needed me, these men saw me as an object to drained their balls in and satisfy themselves. Each man had a wedding ring on their fingers, so I knew, they weren't getting what they truly desired at home. What they needed was a boy they could emasculate and make themselves feel like real men. Men who didn't apologize for wanting sex. Men who just wanted a hole to abuse and drain their seed in. As I watched my grandfather and eventually started getting pleasure from the assault that took place, my cock started to get hard, which didn't go unnoticed. I never. touched myself, nor did the other men, but the smells in the room, the sounds, the voices, the feeling of my insides coated with their DNA. It was all too much for me to handle. When my grandfather's friend, that I found out, his name was Sam. Sam started to groan that he was gonna nut again, I didn't take my eyes off of my grandfather and as Sam pushed deep in me, I started to groan and shot my load all over my stomach, chest, and the headboard of the bed. My orgasm was SO intense, I damn near lost consciousness again.
At this point, I noticed that it was dark outside. When we started, it was high noon, now it was really late into the night, early morning. After Sam pulled out of me, that's when my Grandfather tells the guys that's it for the night. The guys laugh and babble on about work stuff and prior fuck toys they destroyed. The big burly bulldozer man walks up to me, and unties me. As he's untying me, he's telling me about his son who's a little younger than me. He says we look alike and how like him, I'm one of the few people who can handle him. While giving me a pat on the ass, as he's standing me up. I barely can stand up. My legs feel like jelly. My asshole is numb, but I know in a few hours, I'm gonna be in a ton of pain. I struggle to leave the room, by this point, all of my grandfather's friends are dressed and getting into their cars saying goodbye.
After they drive away, I hear my grandfather come back into the house and close the front door. I hear his footsteps down the hall approaching my room. When he gets to my room, that angry lustful look in his eyes is gone and I see a look of love and a sense of being proud. He smiles at me and asks me how I was doing? He tells me thank you for taking care of him and his buddies. He tells me of their deployment together during Desert Storm and how they'd pay a few bucks for a boy they'd take turns in... Telling me it was like old times. He told me to follow him to his room, where we took a shower together, him being oddly kind and gentle to me. He washed me down and gave me a massage that night. I fell asleep to a whirlwind of emotions. I awoke the next morning face down with my grandpa thrusting hard inside of me, with him telling me to "take it" and "shut up"... This is how it went the entire time my family was gone. His friends would come over, r**pe me, and then he'd treat me nice for a few hours before he needed to drain his balls again inside of me. This is what my grandpa told me I was gonna do for him and his friends from now on.
I accepted my new purpose in life.
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