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I GOT RAPED!!!
I can't believe it. I was raped.
I hopped into a local porn shop and was browsing in the front when this big daddy leather man brushed by me.
Hell the isles were so tight and he had a big gut on him it was next to impossible not to touch.
But that touch wasn't just your normal, sorry I'm trying to get by as quickly as I can, that touch seemed to linger. Or was I mistaken. I looked out of the corner of my eye as he rounded the corner and I think I saw him looking back at me.
Was it my polo shirt and khaki slacks that he was mocking? Was it my almost smooth arms and very little chest hair? Was it just looking at anyone that would give him a second look?
I was horny so I followed him, nonchalantly, into the next isle. Picking up a dildo the size of someone's arm and then quickly putting it down. Looking aghast at the size of it. He giggled. Well sort of a gruff giggle as he saw me uncomfortable at holding the big dildo.
He kept looking at his choices. A ball stretcher. Some leather shorts that from what I could see were entirely too small for him and a medium sized butt plug.
I saw him head to the checkout and pay for his items and out the front door.
I would probably never see him again but a momentary fantasy is always fun.
I lingered on for about a half hour more picking up this, wondering what that was, but no more big bellied brutes to push me into the merchandise.
Was I a chaser?
Big men had never really turned me on before but there was something about him that excited me.
The shop wasn't that busy. It rarely is when I go in. So there were probably five other guys in the shop including the guy at the register when I decided to get a couple boxes of condoms and the freebie rags that are always at the door.
I walked out the front door and around to the parking lot at the back and there was that leather man sitting on the bumper of a big pickup truck and as I walked by he said: " I thought you would never get out here."
"What?"
"You were eyeing me weren't you!"
"Uh well yea. Sort of."
"What do you mean sort of?"
"Did you bump into me intentionally in there?"
"God, you're slow. Hell yeah."
Did he call me slow?
"So you wanna hook up?"
Straight to the point isn't he. I blushed.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Climb in I'll show you a good time."
"But my car!"
"It will be ok I know the owner I will make sure it stays put."
I am so torn. Should I go with this stranger and leave my car here? It's not the safest place. Or should I just go home.
"I'll follow you."
"Never mind!"
"Wait!"
"Well if your gonna come get in."
With that I hopped in the other side of the truck and we took off.
Here I got these for you put them on.
He tossed the bag at me with the purchases and I looked at him.
"Here?"
"There's some lube in the glove compartment strip and get those things on. We haven't got long before we are there."
"But..."
I saw him start to turn the truck around and I almost yelled "OK"
I stripped and as he saw my almost furless chest he started to rub my chest and said something about how he likes them nice and smooth.
I was naked and trying to lube up my hole and stuff that plug in when he hit a bump and bam right in all the way to the hilt. I think he hit that bump intentionally.
Ok that taken care of. Even though I was still seeing stars from the pain. The next was the ball stretcher. It was one of these metal ones you screw on and it was about an inch long. Now I thought I had long balls but it was a chore getting that on and not pinching the skin but after some time I got it on.
At that point I looked up. Was he driving in circles waiting for me to finish?
Or maybe he was just getting me lost. I had no idea where we were at that point.
"Keep going."
I reached down to pull the leather shorts on and I could feel the plug shift a bit in my bowels and the cock ring brushed up against my leg feeling very cold.
I pulled them up and laced them up the sides. I assume that he got them to lace up the side to hold everything in place.
One more thing. He opened the glove compartment and took out a gag. One of those ones that keeps the mouth open with a hole in the center and a leather mask.
"Put that on!"
I really wasn't sure about this but I had gone this far.
I strapped on the gag and slipped on the mask and he zipped shut the eye holes.
About fifteen minutes later we pulled up to the destination and he led me out of the truck and up some stairs. It sounded very quiet.
This big man then did something I hadn't expected. He lifted me up like a sack of potatoes and laid me down face first into something that felt like leather strapping.
My chest he positioned until my nipples were hanging out of two openings and my hips were supported by other straps. I could feel straps running down the side of me keeping the chest area and the hip area from coming apart around my six pack, yea I was in pretty good shape, not a big workout fiend but not bad. And then straps were put over the hip area around my butt letting my legs dangle and then again over the back area keeping my chest in place and my big burly leather man took off the mask.
"Lets have fun."
At that point I saw him undress and whip out his cock. Almost instantly it went down my throat to the hilt.
I could feel myself gagging as he reached over my back to start unlacing the shorts.
He just left his cock buried to the hilt as I was losing my breath but he seemed to know when to pull out enough for me to get a breath.
And then back down to the hilt and unlacing some more.
After half a dozen thrusts my shorts were off and then each thrust was extended as I got use to the onslaught and he was playing with the butt plug.
His dick never left the end of the gag but even if it had I wouldn't have been able to talk except to make guttural sounds.
He twisted and pulled and pushed the plug as my dick got harder and harder.
Soon my burly leather man came right down my throat not giving me the option of not swallowing.
I now had a load of him in my belly and he finally pulled out.
At that point he went around to my back end and popped out that plug and slipped his dick in.
I could hear him on the phone as he was filling my ass. Did I hear him say bring the gang?
A few more loads from my big burly leather man and I could hear someone turn on the music and there seemed to be a party going on and I was the party favor.
All of them were furry and most were fatter than my leather man. But boy did I get a ride when those black men came.
Now I had never had a black man in my life but that was the ride of my life. Not only were they wide but that dick must have gone half way to my tonsils when it was his turn at my ass.
I don't know when it happened but eventually I lost consciousness from exhaustion and fell asleep.
I would wake up ever few hours and feel guys still going at my ass and I am not sure but I think they only used my mouth while I was awake. But boy was I feeling bloated. I could feel my belly sagging in the harness and one guy or another would raise my legs to hold onto while they were reaming my ass.
The room was dark so I had no sense of time but I think I was there several hours when there seemed to be a lull. Not that my ass wasn't used every so often during that lull but not constant.
Eventually my big burly leather man unstrapped the sling straps and hoisted me down and I stood there. My big burly leather man steadying me as he finished lacing up the sides of the shorts. I could feel the plug lodged in my back end.
He tried to put on the clothes that I was wearing at the porn shop but the pants wouldn't shut and the shirt was riding high.
My nuts had been weighted down the whole time and the ball stretcher was now loose. My nipples had been pierced and were sensitive to the rubbing of my shirt.
I was so unsteady on my legs that my big burly leather man lifted me up like a man walking his wife over the threshold and he put me in his truck.
I fell asleep and when we stopped I found myself in my own car at the porn shop.
I drove myself home and took off my clothes and unlaced the shorts and pulled out the plug. Damn this was bigger than the one I started with.
As I dropped the shorts I could tell my balls seemed to stretch half way to my knees and my nipples had a ring in them the size of my little finger.
I had to go out and buy new clothes that day because I was so bloated and even after emptying my bowels I was still bloated I couldn't get a thing to fit but my sweat pants. And I didn't care.
I looked at the news and found I had been with my burly leather man for 3 days.
And I was waiting for our next chance meeting as I started to frequent the porn shops more and more.
This is a fantasy I would love to have come real. At least somewhat real.