Gary's Choice

“This is the police report about your incident” said Nick to Robert. We were on the backyard deck of Nick’s lovely Staten Island house. We sat across from each other at a patio table on which ominously was a bottle of lube. Officers Wang and Duarte were sitting nearby drinking beers. It was a Sunday summer afternoon, about a week after Robert’s molestation. Nick had summoned us two days ago via text. The three young cops were wearing shorts and T-shirts. Nick held up a file.

“Every detail in writing is here. Officers Wang and Duarte followed procedures by the book. Even the part where ‘victim refused medical attention and left the crime scene.’ Robert, you really missed out on another memorable experience.”

“You would have been taken to the hospital, put in stirrups with your legs up like a woman. A trained female detective would have poked around your asshole to collect cum samples of your rapists. You would have been photographed. The best would have been issuing an official statement where you’d have had to tell everything that happened to you. Describing every facet of the case. Like, did the perpetrators’ penises have any distinguishing characteristics? Then repeating it all to a therapist. Months of repetition as the police attempted to catch your rapists.”

“Of course, the press would be interested in such a juicy story. Hotshot, clean-cut Ivy League young male attorney gets orally and anally assaulted by three brutes. At first, your identity wouldn’t be revealed, but that always comes out. You’d be famous! All your douchebro pals, colleagues, clients and your Mom and her fancy country club set would know that you got seriously dicked. Sure, they’d sympathize you, but you’d be marked as a punk. They’d never really get past the imagery of you being used that way. Maybe you could spin it as a tale of overcoming adversity when you run for the Senate!”

“Still, there’s plenty here for the record. Sometimes, a file gets misplaced and the information doesn’t get entered in the system. Like this one. It could stay misplaced or it could turn up anytime, in the records room. For as long as this file stays unreported, it’s like what happened, never happened. If you think your girlfriend would like to read it, I could make her a copy. I’m sure you’d agree that you have a lot to be grateful to us for.”

Robert was glassy-eyed and blushed as Nick stretched out his legs revealing a prominent bulge in his shorts. Robert robotically slunk from his chair and was on the floor in front of Nick. Robert slid down Nick’s gym shorts and then tugged his underwear. Nick’s large thick cut tool popped up surrounded by a bush of dark hair and his sizeable balls flopped out.

After opening wide, Robert took Nick’s pulsing dick in his mouth. I felt nauseous at the sight of my great proud son, now a cocksucker. Which is what Robert was with new found gusto. He paid tribute to his savior in this most intimate and profound way. Nick tossed his head back and sighed as Robert’s lips and tongue lavished his manhood with devotion. Robert eventually gobbled Nick’s balls. Soon, Nick pulled Robert off and looked in him the eye. Instinctively, Robert crawled away and over to Officers Wang and Duarte who by now had taken out and were stroking their dicks.  Wang’s was a long thin cut Asian rod, Duarte’s was a thick uncut Latin piece.

The two partners were being simultaneously orally serviced by my son, who did them to perfection as evidenced by their moaning. Robert eventually rose, took of his clothes, hopped up onto the patio table on his hands and knees. He pulled down his boxer briefs so that his ass was exposed, while his mighty package was encased in the fabric as he arched his back. He was a defeated gladiator about to be ravaged.

Nick grabbed the bottle of lube, sprayed his cock and then Robert’s ass crack. “Wonderful! You’ve healed nicely. Tight though accommodating!” exclaimed Nick as his cock inched its way into my son. Mercifully Robert was facing away from me, so I didn’t see his face as he was violated, emitting guttural grunts.

“Gary, you must be so proud on raising two sons who take it up the ass. I’m proud to have fucked both of them. Great to meet you, Dad!” laughed Nick as he continued his battering. Soon, his rugged face contorted as he came in my son.

“Just think, if you hadn’t over handed over your son to those pimps, I’d never have met him. We all wouldn’t be here now! Your pride and joy wouldn’t have gotten turned out by New York’s finest. With some more practice sucking dick, he’ll be as great as a whorehouse slut” remarked Nick as we watched Officer Wang and then Officer Duarte fuck Robert.

“Excellent!” said Nick. “Robert, really taken to your new role as a cocksucking bottom. Officers Wang and Duarte will be in touch with you  when they need relief. I’m sure you’ll be able to make time for them.” They all laughed and popped open more beers.

“Hey!” said a nude Timothy in a sensuous deep voice as he slid open the glass door to the deck from where he’d been watching his older brother’s mass defilement. “I want some of that!” he laughed as he took in the sight of his Robert’s gaping asshole leaking with three loads.