Thomas' Rape

“Dude, you got to stop showing me up!” said Thomas’ friend Brian, he was shorter, thin and wore glasses.

“Huh?”

“We all had to watch you and Christine practically getting in each other’s pants the other night at the club. Then Janice was after me, ‘Even though you’re not as hung as Thomas, you can still try be more like him.’”

“Sorry Brian, we were just being in the moment” laughed Thomas. “I didn’t know that my dick size was a topic of conversation.”

“Not that I care about it. Janice and Christine are tight and talk about everything! Girls talk that kind of stuff like guys do. Then I have to hear about it! Since we moved in together, it’s all the time. You’re smart by living apart.”

“Well, I can’t help you out with getting you a bigger dick, but if you ever want lessons on how to work with what you have let me know, let me know” guffawed Thomas. Brian and Janice were part of their school social circle.

Thomas, Brian and some of their Georgetown study group buds were out at a sports bar. There was a standing reservation for them to have a private party room with its own bar and adjacent restrooms.

It was a periodic friendly gathering among these young straight nearly all white privileged men, but there was always an undercurrent of competition regarding grades, future opportunities and of course sex. Thomas basked in this heterosexual admiration and on being anointed a cock of the walk. In addition to Brian, Kyle and Dean also remarked on his behavior at the nightclub. Thomas excused himself and left the room to make a phone call to Paul where it would quieter. He passed a man carrying two margaritas.

“Officer Perez!” exclaimed Thomas.

“Hey, I’m not on the force anymore. Call me Louis.” Indeed, Louis, formerly Officer Perez, wasn’t in uniform. He was wearing crusty jeans, a grimy T-shirt, an orange vest and mud splattered work boots. “Hey, join me and my cousin. We can catch up.”

Thomas followed Louis out to the patio to a table with another hot Puerto Rican dressed similarly. The two drank their margaritas and smoked cigarettes.

“Oh man, Assante and Gigante were up to shady stuff and got complaints.  There was a big Internal Affairs investigation of everybody. They got split up and put on suspension. Michaels and me got grilled about stuff. Michaels got reassigned and I was forced to resign. For now, I’m working construction with my cousin here. Julio, this is Thomas.”

“Pleased to meet you” said the mustached Julio as he stood up and offered his hand to Thomas. Thomas felt Julio’s firm grip as they shook hands, gazing at the noteworthy bulge in Julio’s worn jeans.  

“We all had to be careful and watch our step cause IA was keeping track of us. We had to stop contact with you. That’s why you haven’t heard from any of us, in case you were wondering. In case you missed us” grinned Louis.

“Oh, I just figured something just happened. That’s all.”

“So, you’re the famous maricon” said Julio.

“That would be me” laughed Thomas.

“We had a long day and could use some relief. Up for taking us on?” said Louis.

“I could help you guys out” smiled Thomas as he rose. “Meet me outside.” The two cousins nodded. Thomas went back to his friends and said goodnight. He was ribbed about whether he had picked up a girl.

The cousins were now wearing their helmets outside and were even more intoxicating to Thomas when met them. On the walk to his apartment, Thomas stopped in a liquor store and bought a bottle of tequila.   

Thomas had gone to Catholic school, then to Notre Dame and now Georgetown. His family belonged to an exclusive Indiana country club. There he was now on his living room floor unlacing the filthy work boots of the Puerto Rican construction worker cousins who sat side by side on the couch. Then it was on to rolling off their sweaty socks and rubbing their feet.

“I heard how good you are. Show me” said Julio to Thomas who was between his thighs.  Thomas went for Julio’s belt and rapidly undid it, unzipped him and was holding and stroking a prime cut big young Puerto Rican dick.

“Fuck, man you weren’t bullshitting” gasped Julio to Louis as Thomas was devouring his sweaty cock, “He sucks dick like a fucking street ho.” The two cousins high-fived. Thomas was soon switching off between the cousins’ meaty Puerto Rican cocks and balls with his mouth.

The main event took place in Thomas’s bed with him on his hands and knees as the cousins took turns ramming his ass with their manhood. After the trio each came, there were showers, shots of tequila and hanging out.