****** Gay Man Raped by Vince ******
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Gay Man Raped


I'm a 42 year old male. I stand about 5' 8'', and I weight 170 pounds. Many of
my friends say that I'm a dead ringer for Bruce Willis. Bruce and I have the
same hair line, or lack of hair line. Furthermore, I am very fit. Very fit. You
see, I have been bodybuilding for twelve years. But that's not all. I'm also
very lean. I am a distance runner. I have run 10K road races, 1/2 marathons,
and of course marathons. I have toyed with the idea of running an ultra-
marathon, a 50 mile road race in Santa Barbara, Ca.; and now I'm ready to train
for this endeavor. I most be focused with a single minded purpose: complete
this grueling task in less than eight hours. Absolutely nothing will stop me...

Well almost nothing! There's this guy at the gym, a fellow bodybuilder, a huge
body builder. This guy is massive. His chest and back are so large, when he
stands sideways he is bigger than me standing frontal. And if that isn't
enough, his legs, specifically his quadriceps (thigh muscles to you pencil
necks) are freaky! His upper legs must measure 30 inches. Then there are his
arms. My God! Starting at the shoulder, going down to the biceps/triceps
complex, and ending at his forearms, these are the most muscular, vascular,
wonderful arms my eyes have ever seen.

Oh, I guess he stands about 6'2'', and about 220 pounds of solid muscle. His
long black hair, and boyish face are an anomaly. With a body like that you
would expect a rugged face. A face you would see in prison. A face with years
of anger, hostility, and revenge.

I had to approach him. Was he gay? Was he straight? I had to find his story.

In the gym, it is not usual to ask a person to spot you while you attempt to
lift a ton of weight. Us gym rats will only ask a person to spot us if he has
proven himself as an experienced weight lifter. If the spot is not done
correctly, one can get seriously injured.

On this particular day I was training my legs, and more specifically I was
doing squats: The granddaddy of all exercises. While setting up the squat rack
so it will be positioned perfectly for my height, I kept an eye on this muscle
god. The squat rack was in front of a mirror, and while I squatted my warm-up
sets, I can see the entire gym in the mirror, and of course I could see Mr.
Body.

Well warm-ups are done, and I started to add weight after each set. At the
fifth set, the bar was now holding 315 pounds of weight, I needed a spot. He
was on the other side of the gym doing biceps curls. His back was toward me,
but he could see me approach him in the mirror. I waited until he was done with
his set, and then asked him for a spot at the squat rack. He agreed.

This guy always wore spandex shorts that were at least one size too small. As a
consequence, he had a cock bulge that must have reached six inches. I could
tell also that his cock must have been smashed in those gray tight shorts. But,
those small and tight shorts did reveal the most perfect male ass I have ever
seen. As a reminder, I been a gym rat for over twelve years, and I've seen many
great male asses. I like to hang out in the locker room and watch men shower
and bend over as they dry them selves. While bending over, I can see their butt
holes. But that is another story.

I introduced myself to him: "Hi, I'm Vince".

"Mike", he stated without emotion.

I told him that I wanted to achieve 6-8 rep with this weight. I wanted him to
follow me down as I squatted with his hands at my sides at all times in case I
can't come up. As I went down for my first rep, I could feel his breath on the
back of my neck, his hands on my sides, just above my weight belt. I was
becoming aroused. As I continued each rep, I felt his stiff cock pressing
against my ass. His cock against my ass, his hands on my waist, his breath on
neck, I wanted him to fuck me. Fuck me deep inside my tight, muscular ass.

In subsequent days, Mike I had began to develop a kinship, a bond of similar
purpose: to attain big muscles. We had lunch together few times, we shared tips
on working out, we laughed, we became close.

Mike claimed to have a nice gym set-up in his home. He said he had weight
benches, plates, dumbbells, an assortment of bars, the whole works. Then he
invited me to home to train with him. Great! Fantastic! Wonderful! I thought to
myself. A chance for us to be alone.

That same evening, I arrived at Mike's home. I knocked several times, but there
was no answer. I went through his back yard and knocked on the back door. Mike
opened the back door and greeted me warmly. "Are you ready to train like an
animal", he exclaimed. "Sure am." I said nervously. As I followed Mike into his
back room where he kept his home gym, I noticed he was wearing a long tee
shirt. What was he wearing underneath? I wondered.

Well, I soon found out. He pulled his tee shirt over his head to reveal only a
jock strap. A light blue, tight, jock strap. "I always train with a jock when
I'm at home", Mike stated. I made the presumption that I should strip off my
clothes and work out in my underwear. I laid down on the weight bench to do
barbell bench presses, and started doing some warm-up reps when mike stood over
my head with his legs spread. I could see his large scrotum, and his brown
hole. I racked the bar, and reach for his cock. Mike pulled his jock aside to
reveal a large, thick member. Mike wasn't circumcised.

He squatted down a bit so that the tip of his large thick cock was at my lips.
I received his penis with both of my hands. I pulled back the fore skin to
reveal the pink tip of his cock. His dick had the odor of perspiration and
urine. I sucked on the tip of penis wedging the tip of my tongue into his pee
hole. It was very obvious that Mike was being stimulated by my oral copulation.
His big cock became bigger, and filled my mouth until I gagged. As I choked,
Mike squatted down further making sure his thick cock was deep down my throat.
I tried to move from side to side hoping his big dick would pull out of my
mouth, but this made Mike more determined to shove that huge member down my
throat further.

Mike then leaned forward, this maneuver ensured that his dick wouldn't fall out
of my mouth, he reach into my tight underwear, and grabbed my cock and balls.
The strength of his hand gripped my cock and balls sending shockwaves of pain
through-out my body.

Finally, Mike stood upright pulling his cock out of my mouth, and releasing his
mighty grip from my cock and balls. "Turn-over", Mike said in an eerie tone.
Having felt his show of strength, I complied. I turned over on the weight
bench, having my arms and legs hanging from the sides while I laid on my belly
fearing what was going to happen next.

With force he pulled my underwear down, and then he took them off. Now, there I
was lying nude on my belly at the mercy of this over-powering large man. He
then reach under my pelvic area and lifted me up so my ass was exposed for his
torture. He then placed a rolled exercise mat underneath me. This ensured that
my asshole was high and easily accessible. I was frozen with fear and unable to
move. Furthermore, he bound my hands and feet underneath the weight bench so I
was unable to rise off the bench.

He then went to a phone, dialed a number, and started to talk. His back was
toward me, and he spoke softly so I couldn't hear the conversation.

"Oh God, I'm going to get raped". I thought to myself

What may have seem like days, Mike return from another room. He turned-on heavy
metal rock and roll from a portable radio, and placed the radio by my head. The
music was deafening, and I feared that pain was sure to follow.

As Job once said in the bible, " the thing I greatly feared has come upon me".
Mike opened my ass to examine my hole. I felt his thumb rubbing forcefully
against my butthole. His thumb dug deeper into my hole until it was fully
inserted. I asked him to use a lubricant because entering my rectum dry was
very painful. I guess the music was too loud, he didn't comply.

Mike, remove his thumb from my anal canal, and resume examining my asshole. How
could the man that I admired do this to me? He was causing pain to my rectum,
and to my cock and balls!

It was then that I felt a stinging and sharp pain about my hole. Mike was
pulling my anus hairs out. One by one he would pull them out. "God you're
hurting me", I cried. "Stop, that hurts".

The more I cried out, the more aggressive Mike became. He inserted the tip his
finger into my asshole. Then by curling his finger and raising it up, he would
pull more hairs out that were at the entrance of my asshole.

Finally, he stop pulling my anal hairs, he then started to aggressively massage
my sphincter muscle. Then he inserted his middle finger in me. I presume it was
his middle finger because he was so deep into my rectum.

I remember having lunch with Mike one afternoon, and I noted to myself how
large his hands and fingers were. This was a big man in every sense. I
envisioned those large hands holding my cock as his mouth sucked away. But know
those big hands and fingers were causing unbelievable pain to my rear end.

Mike continued to dig deeply into my anal canal with his large finger. Then he
took his finger out of my ass. He walked over to the radio and turned it off.
He then walked back behind me reached for my cock and balls, and again squeezed
them. This in effect would raise my ass higher. Again he inserted one finger
into my tight asshole. He would squeeze harder, and I would raise my ass higher
from the pain, and he would dig deeper into my hole with his finger.

Mike's finger began to move in and out in rapid motion causing unbelievable
anal spasms. "take it you fuck, take it", Mike commanded. Then he inserted two
fingers into my raw, unlubricated, and sensitive poop hole. His two fingers
were shoved very deep into my rectum. Never had anyone gone that deep inside
me. The pain was unbearable; I wept!

"Shit out my fingers", I was told. I tried to pass his fingers, but he
countered by shoving them deeper in my anal canal. "I said shit out my
fingers", Mike said as forced them even deeper in me.

"I can't", I cried with tears of pain. The more I tried to pass his fingers
from my rectum, the deeper his fingers went. The harder I tried, the deeper he
went.

Then the unspeakable happened. Mike's constant probing of my hole now caused me
to release my bowels. Tied to the weight bench with my butt high up into the
air, I passed gas, then I pooped. Mike removed his fingers as I had a bowel
movement.

As my bowels were releasing, Mike opened my ass wide and watched as every
millimeter of poop exited my asshole. The odor was foul, my movement was soft
and liquefied. I was truly humiliated, but then the worst was about to begin.

I heard other male voices! "Oh my god there are others", I thought to myself. I
tried to turn around to see how many. Just then I was whipped on my back by a
leather belt, and told never to turn around again. It was these guys Mike had
called on the telephone! Could it be? He invited them over to gang bang me! To
abuse me sexually. To humiliate me! But why?

I'm going to be ganged banged. My asshole filthy with poop, opened by Mike's
incessant probing, and bound to a weight bench, my humiliation was about to
begin.

Two hands pulled my waist up. Then something was inserted into my asshole. It
was a cock. My feces was being used as a lubricant, and my asshole was being
pumped like a well oiled pussy. They all took turns fucking me in the ass. One
on the guys grabbed my cock and pulled on it in as I was being fucked. The pain
and humiliation was unbearable.

Finally, they stopped fucking my asshole, and released my cock. I was then
released, and lifted of the weight bench by Mike. He carried me as a Groom
would carry a Bride over the threshold. We went into another room were there
was a large plastic drop cloth placed on the carpet. There I was dropped,
literally!

I begged them to release me, but the more I sobbed, the more they laughed. Then
one of them urinated on me, as they all amused themselves at my humiliation.
Each man took turns peeing on my face and head. The last one was Mike. Someone
then lifted the back of my head, another forced my mouth open with both his
hands, Mike inserted his erect cock into mouth and pissed. When all the
urination was done, I vomited.

I must of passed out because I was being slapped in the face, and told to be
awake, "the best is yet to come", one of them threatened.

A very tight cock ring was put on me. It really hurt bad, because my cock had
no circulation. I cried from fear and pain, but to no avail. I was told to
relax, and receive my gift. It was then Mike stood over my face.

"Oh God!", I thought, "his is going to shit on me". Mike squatted down on my
face while his friends held my arms and legs down. Mike ass was moving back and
forth rubbing his hole against my nose and mouth. He passed gas. He passed gas
again. Then again. As he slightly raised his ass, I could see the tip of his
turd exiting his butthole. Then with a massive force, Mike took a shit on my
face!

Each man took turns pooping on me. One them pooped directly on my chest,
another pooped on my cock, and still another pooped on my head. I vomited
again!

I was lying in a pool of piss, shit, and vomit. One of the men had a large turd
in his hand, another of them forced my mouth open, and he shoved this large log
of shit into my mouth. Each of them took turns shoving shit into my month.
"Chew" Mike command repeatedly. My face and head were covered in shit, I was in
a pool of vomit and piss, but I could see that they were not done with me. What
were they going to do with that wine bottle?

I was told to turn over, and get on my hands and knees. A large cock was shoved
deep into my asshole. This person fucked me hard. Pounding my rear end so hard
that I could hear the wet flesh slapping with each deep penetration. Suddenly
he stopped. At first I thought he was cumming in my asshole, but then I knew he
was urinating in my anal canal. When he was done peeing inside of me, he
pulled-out immediately, and a plug was inserted into my hole to keep the pee
from oozing out.

"Stand up", someone commanded. Standing straight up a pitcher was placed under
my ass, and the plug was removed. I expelled the urine from my rectum into the
pitcher. When the process was done, the pitcher was set aside and I was told "
you'll need this for later.

While standing I got my first glimpse of the other guys. There was three of
them, not including Mike. They were all as big if not bigger that Mike. They
were rugged looking men. One had his head shaved and looked like a Aryan skin
head. Another, had long blond shoulder length hair. He had a large scar running
down from his lower eye lid to the bottom of his chin. The third looked either
Native American or Hispanic, but he was the larger of the four, and the most
frightening. He was the leader!

"How about a hot enema", one them stated laughing. "Get in the doggie style
position", another command. I tried to beg them to let me go home. That I won't
say a word to anyone. I cried real tears, pleading with them to release me. My
pleas went on deaf hears.

I stood there naked with chucks of shit on my face, head, chest, and cock.
Chuck of vomit too, and soaked in piss. Crying and pleading to stop this
humiliation. Then I received a blow to the head that knocked me down back onto
the plastic tarp. "Get in the doggie style position NOW", I was commanded.

I turned over onto my belly. I then raised my ass up high as I got on my knees.
A hand held my face down on the plastic in a pool of pee. "Don't raise your
head off the ground for any reason", I was told.

Then I felt the catheter being inserted deeply into my rectum. It was shoved in
me with force. The pain made me scream and cry out. "Shut the fuck up you cry
baby", came the command. Then the hot fluid began fill my bowels.

As the fluid filled my rectal canal, I felt a severe cramping in my colon. The
need to expel became overwhelming. The catheter was removed, and the plug re-
inserted. I was told that the plug was to remain in my hole until the water
bottle was re-filled. This was to prevent any anal leakage, and involuntary
expulsion.

Once again the catheter was inserted, and my bowels filled again with
additional hot fluid. The pain was intense, and my colon was stretched to the
limit by the over abundance of hot enema fluid. The catheter was remove, and
the plug was again inserted to prevent leakage.

"Stand up", came the command. I was unable to stand erect because of the
intense stomach pain, and cramping. Mike had the pitcher in his hand that
contain his urine that I expelled from my rectum earlier. He positioned the
pitcher underneath my asshole, and remove the plug. One of the men grabbed the
back of my neck and forced to me to bend over slightly. I expelled all the
fluid into the pitcher. The sound of the water being expelled from my colon
disgusted me. This awful torture caused me to have uncontrolled farting as the
pitcher was filled and then over flowed. The men laughed as my anal fluid
poured onto the plastic drop cloth from the pitcher. Then poop began to ooze
out of my rectum and into the pitcher causing even more of an overflow. The
poop was very liquefied from the enema, and I was unable to hold it in. It felt
like I had a severe case of diarrhea.

While still being held by the back of my neck, and being forced to bend over, a
penis was shoved into my asshole. I was fucked hard by the man who held me in
this position. "This guys asshole is fucking hot", the rapist exclaimed to his
perverted partners. "You guys have to try this" he continued. So I was put back
on my knees with my face on the plastic sheet as each man took turns fucking me
in the ass. Surprising, this did not hurt because my hole was very well
lubricated by the fluid I just passed. In addition, my hole was very open due
the abuse I was receiving.

The big guy, the dark skinned one, brought the pitcher to me and held it to my
face. The fluid in the pitcher was a cloudy brown with fecal matter floating on
the top and down at the bottom. "Drink this" I was ordered. "I can't, please
don't make me do this", I cried. He slapped me in the face and exclaimed "if
you don't drink, I'll beat the shit out of you", he said angrily. I took the
pitcher from him and started to drink. Fluid was running down my face and neck
as I tried to drink as much as possible. Then this pervert reached into the
pitcher and took out a piece of fecal matter and forced it into my mouth. "Eat"
he said. "Eat your own shit".

Furthermore, I was commanded to lie on my belly, and to open my legs as wide as
possible. I obeyed this command. The others held my arm and legs in position. I
knew something terrible and painful was about to happen.

Mike showed me the wine bottle, and said, "I'm going to stick this bottle all
way up your asshole". I felt the tip of the bottle pressing against my
sphincter, and with a forceful twist, the thin neck was in me. Then with
another forceful twist, I felt my hole open, and the bottle was inserted into
my asshole. The pain was now unbearable. I laid there while they took pictures
of me. I was lying in piss, shit, vomit, enema expulsion, and a large wine
bottle in my ass.

The bottle was remove and re-insert several times while they photographed my
humiliation. I sobbed from the pain of a large object being forcefully inserted
into my rectum . I sobbed from the humiliation, and torture I was enduring.

Finally the bottle was remove, and Mike handed me my clothing. "Get the fuck
out of here", he ordered. While I was dressing, still soaked from the body
fluids that covered me, I was told by Mike the reason why this awful thing was
done to me.

"Every time one of you queers comes on to me, me and my buddies rape you so
that you know that you fuckin' homos will learn a lesson. We don't like homos.
If you tell the cops, others like us will track you down and rape you again".

You see, there are networks of gay bashers who find gay men, lure them into
their homes and rape them. They post the pictures on the Internet detailing the
episodes, and sharing their stories.

I was so ashamed, that I have never reported the incident to anyone -- until
now!

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