I said No

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

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Once I was clean and dried off I went to get my clothes and he grabbed me, I instantly started shaking, and he said “calm down lil nigga, I just want to hold you”…….

“Did this nigga just say he wanted to hold me after raping me?” This was the unanswered question in my head. Not looking at him or even in his direction I responded “yo please just leave me alone and let me go home, I will walk.” He let me go and I took off running, I didn’t care if I had left anything I just wanted out of that place. I was probably a mile down the road when I heard someone blowing their horn and it was him, “nigga get in the car, ya ass ain’t walking back to campus like that”

I hadn’t realized but I had blood all on my white jeans. “Yo leave me alone before I call the cops”, ad I was reaching for my phone, I realized I didn’t have my phone. “Looking for this”, Rakheem was holding my phone in his car.  “Get in the fucking car before you make me hurt your dumb ass” that’s the last thing I heard before getting in his car and him speeding off in silence. “look nigga, I fucked up bad back there, and I apologize fo dat shit, but you dumb as fuck if you think I’m go let you walk away and trust you won’t report dat shit”, I looked at him and said “nigga I just want to go home and forget I ever met yo ass”.

By this time we had pulled up at cookout and Rakheem asked if I wanted some food, and I didn’t respond. He ordered his chicken strip tray with both sides Cajun fried and a huge tea, paid for his food and pulled into a spot to eat. “Look nigga you just go have to deal wit dis shit, I fucked you, big fucking deal”

After he ate his food, he pulled out a blunt and said “we can either go back to the trap and smoke or we can back to the trap and smoke”. It was then that I realized I was not going back to campus that night so I asked for my phone to let my teammates know I was sick but I was ok.

We pulled up and walked in his place and he told me to sit my ass down that He wasn’t going to hurt me. How fucking ironic is it for your rapist to say he won’t hurt you.  We smoked and talked and he told me shit about his life and asked questions, the one question that I couldn’t answer, was “why ya ass was moaning if you ain’t want this dick?” I really had no answer to this question because if I admitted that I started liking it He would’ve won. So I switched the topic to ask about his tattoos. Each tattoo had a story behind it and most of them I learned came from his prison stint. Turns out this nigga spent 20 years in prison for armed robbery.

By this time we are three blunts in and I’m high as hell. Oh I didn’t mention but weed makes me horny as fuck. I could still feel the emptiness from his big black dick. I just started crying out of nowhere and he grabbed me and put my head in his chest.  I don’t know what came over me but I asked I just snuggled up into this nigga. After a few of just holding me Rakheem leaned my head and kissed me, but this time I didn’t fight it, I actually needed it. We kissed on that couch for what felt like hours and eventually we were naked, then all of sudden he pushed me off him stood up grabbed me and carried me into his bedroom.

He laid me on the bed face down and I felt his tongue entering my sore hole, but I didn’t protest, I couldn’t because something deep down in me wanted him. He flipped me over and in one move my whole dick was in his throat. I damn near leaped off the bed as his throat massaged my dick. He came up off my dick “damn nigga what the fuck you do to me, I want you” all I could say is “I’m yours” in that moment I was in heaven my body was feeling shit I had never felt before. As he stood up, he lifted my legs and I could feel his massive dick penetrating me but this time it was slow until I felt his big ass balls slap my ass. With each stroke I moaned and moaned and all I could say was “fuck me nigga”

That was all the encouragement Rakheem needed because he started plowing into my ass in overdrive. As I lay it felt like I was bout to bust a nutt but nobody was touching my dick.

“Bam” and in that hard stroke I busted a nutt, “Damn nigga your pussy is squeezing my shit, fuck, oh fuck, nigga im busting”

Rakheem fell on me, and this time I lifted his head to kiss him. “Yo what was that for, ya lil ass was just hatin a nigga” all i could was smile and kiss this man who has my head spinning and mind wondering.

He got up to go get us a drink and I was getting up to go to the bathroom and I heard him yell “stay right there bae, I want you to sleep wit my kids up in you”

When he returned he had water and a blunt. We lay there smoking and he asked “what’s on your mind” I felt comfortable being honest so I replied “I’m confused as fuck, first you rape me, and abuse me, then kidnap me, but I feel like you just made love to me”. I wasn’t expecting him to respond but he grabbed me tight and pulled me close and said “let’s forget that rape shit, you needed to know I run this shit, so let’s get that straight first” I laughed and felt him choke me but it didn’t feel like I was in danger and Rakheem said “when I saw ya lil ass I wanted you and I get what I want nigga, so welcome home”…..