Author: Alex, from Portugal E-mail: port_pass@hotmail.com
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This story may have non-consensual sex between males. Don't read it if you're not legally allowed to or if it might disturb you.
Part 24
As soon as we were alone, Luis turned to me, grabbed me by the throat and uttered a stark warning: "Listen faggot, if you ever tell anyone about this, I'll kill you!"
I found his attitude so stupid. It was obvious to me that I had just as much reason as he did to be embarrassed about this entire shameful incident and to want to keep it a secret, even though I had in fact been dragged into it, while he seemed to have been there quite willingly. In any case, I tried at once to reassure him, though I couldn't help being a little sarcastic, in spite of his threatening attitude. "Don't worry, Luis, we're in this together. It's not like I'm going to go around telling everyone how a dozen construction workers fucked us and pissed on us like two whores!".
Luis's response to my words took me totally by surprise. He went into a rage, pushed me back against a concrete pillar and barked on my face "Don't you dare ever compare me to yourself, you sissy faggot! We are NOT 'in this together'. I'm a man, you hear me? And you're nothing but a girly freak!"
His violent reaction frightened me. He could sense my fear and seized the opportunity to reassert his manhood, certainly a lot more to himself than to me. "Get on your knees where you belong, you bitch!" he yelled, at the same time forcefully pushing me down. He grabbed my head by the hair and pressed my face against his crotch, making me feel the hardening cock inside his jeans.
All along, he kept ranting about him being a man. "I'm going to feed you my hard male cock, faggot. I'm going to show you what a man I am and what you are good for, you bitch". His cock was already rock hard when he opened his jeans, fished it out and repeatedly slapped it on my face. "Open that mouth-cunt, whore", he commanded, and forced his cock all the way in.
His 15cm [6"] dick was far from being the biggest one I'd had to handle that afternoon and he tried to fuck my face as hard as he could to make up for the smaller size. All the while, his ranting never stopped. He was obviously very self-conscious of his dick size. "Is that cock not big enough for you? At least it's a man's cock, not a pathetic little clit like yours!"
I endured his assault the best I could, already worn out by the long demanding afternoon I'd had on the bus and in the basement right beneath us. I just wanted it to be over quickly, but a blow-job wasn't enough to reaffirm his manliness. He suddenly pulled me to my feet, pushed me face-on against the concrete pillar and yanked my trousers down. "I'm going to show you how a man fucks", he whispered in my ear. For a moment, he just slid his hands over my meaty, round hips and rubbed his hard, spit-lubed cock in my arse-crack. He laughed and said, "You could never be a real man with a girly arse like this. You're just a bitch with the wrong kind of clit, and you're made to be fucked".
Then, like he wanted to make his point, he slammed his hard-on deep up my loose, unresisting cunt. I bit my lip to contain a yell of pain, afraid it would only attract the men from downstairs and unclench again their raping lust. After the long and brutal gang-fuck I had suffered, my hole was far from tight, but now that my swollen arse-ring had cooled off, such a vicious penetration even from a smaller cock was extremely painful.
Luis was just as violent fucking my arse as he had been using my mouth, but again I had no choice but to bear it the best I could. Moreover, I couldn't help feeling the added humiliation of being raped and talked down by a boy that had just been beside me taking cock on both ends from any horny fucker that wanted him, and loving it. He was the real faggot, but for as hard as it was for me to admit it, what he said was true: even he was still a lot more man than I would ever be.
When I thought things couldn't get worse, they did. In the middle of his obscene ranting, he suddenly said something that made my heart freeze. "Oh yes, take my male cock in your hot, juicy cunt, Alexandra! That's what your brother calls you when he makes you his girl, isn't it?"
I don't think anything I had gone through that day hurt me nearly as much as when I heard him talk about Carlos and me. With tears rushing to my eyes, I only managed to stammer "H... how do you... k... know that...?!"
Feeling the effect of the blow, he cruelly went on to explore the subject. "How do I know it? He brags all the time about how good his little sister bitchs for him every night! I bet you wait for him with your legs apart, begging your own brother to fill your pussy with hot cum before you go to sleep. Did you like his surprise when he showed up with Vitor the other night? How does it feel having your own brother pimp you to his buddies?"
I couldn't believe Carlos had gone around telling people about how he made me his girl! Having him share me with Vitor had been so shocking, and now it was even worse to know they bragged around about it. How I hated Carlos right then. And hated myself for not being able to stand up to him and to all the others that forced me to do all these disgusting things. And hated myself even more for my body not hating what they did as much as I knew it should...
Luis brought me painfully back to the harsh reality by pinching my nipples with his fingers at the same time he whispered maliciously in my ear, "Does Carlos play with your titties like this too, Alexandra? You love it when he pinches your beautiful purple buds, don't you? Oh fuck, it does makes your cunt squeeze sooooo good!" Right then it was my sensitive, lustful nipples that I hated more than anything in the world, as they made my arse clench and my small pecker stiffen hard, throbbing for relief.
All this talk about Carlos fucking me like a girl only got Luis even hornier and in a short minute he was getting close to shooting his load. Still, I wasn't spared the ultimate shame of orgasming even before he did, the few drops of fluid that leaked from my little knob once again signalling my disgraceful surrender.
Luis then pulled his cock out, pushed me back on my knees and, in a few strokes, jerked his hot teen sperm all over my face and hair, reminding me all along that "This is what you are good for, you sissy whore".
As if that wasn't enough, he then told me to open my mouth wide and get ready for his final 'reward' for my services. "You better drink fast, you filthy bitch, unless you want to go home with your sissy clothes soaked in my stinking piss", he laughed. On my knees, with my mouth wide open, I served once more as a human urinal. I did do my best to swallow it all, in spite of how disgusted it made me, but I still couldn't avoid getting plenty of his smelly urine on my face and hair, as well as on my shirt and trousers.
Only then did he finally consider himself satisfied and zipped up his jeans. Before he left, he still warned me once again, "Remember, bitch: keep your pretty mouth shut, unless you have to open it for sucking a cock!" I heard his mean laughter as he walked away and disappeared through the fence.
Exhausted and shattered, I slumped to the dusty floor and cried for a few long minutes. Then, I eventually managed to pick myself together and get up. As I walked past the pile of bricks and made my way to the street, I couldn't help reminding myself of how, hours ago, I had gone gotten myself into a brutal gang-fuck by all those sweaty, drunken men in the basement and to the final degradation by Luis.
The only thing I could think of was how Carlos had gone around bragging about our relationship. The last foolish illusions I still had about my romance with my strong, virile brother were shattered, making me feel more helpless and lonely that ever.