Bike ride

This happened to me when I was just 15 . I was different, though I was gay but after this happened it changed me and I’m no longer gay . I’m now married to a woman and have 2 kids .

Unlike many young boys my age, my body was no growing taller, or stronger. I had a very feminine frame and somewhat weak for my age. Where many guys had muscles, I had curves and guys always made fun of me in the shower saying I looked like a girl with my smooth tiny little cock and balls and hairless chubby body. For this reason, I was a loner, and basically kept to myself as I started embracing and experimenting with my feminine side.

One thing I enjoyed was riding my bike. Earlier in the summer I purchased a girl’s bike to the disbelief of my parents, after that, my father called me a “faggot” every time he saw my face. If he would have seen all the girly clothes I had hidden in my room he would have kicked me out for sure! As soon as my parents were off to work, I put on my bright pink riding shorts with white stripe down the side, pink sneakers, sports bra (which made my chubby little chest look like I had a C-cup), a white top and put my hair in a ponytail. I looked so cute! Grabbing my iPad and ear buds then hopping on my bike I started riding down our dusty country road away from people and their ridicule of me.

The ride was liberating, besides for dressing up in my girly clothes in the privacy of my room when my parents were gone, I was free to be me. I rode past a road construction crew doing some ditch work and really enjoyed them as they whistled and yelled out a few lewd comments. Wow, they think I’m a girl! After riding for a few miles, I noticed a second work van following me. I moved over to give them plenty of room and took out my ear buds. The now gravelly road had narrowed and there wasn’t much room between the road and the ditch. The van slowed to match my speed and someone yelled out the window “Damn that’s a fat ass!” in a hard ghetto tone. I tried to give the truck room again but the it stayed behind me. “Hey baby, can me and my friend give you a lift?!” another voice laughed out. It whistles were pleasing it first, but now it was getting scary. The truck pulled alongside of me and I noticed it was not the same guys as down the road. It was just two jerks in an old, beat up white van. WTF, the passenger actually reached out to grab my ass!

When I slammed on the brakes in an attempt to quickly turn around and peddle towards the real construction crew back down the road, the van swerved, blocked my path and I almost fell off my bike. I was panicked, scared and shaken and tried to gather my senses. The passenger door of the van flew open and the white guy that was trying to grope me jumped out and came at me with a knife. I was terrified. He looked to be 30’s; had a dirty, ratty beard, tattoos going down from his neck, and filthy clothes. He was about 300 Lbs. and well over six feet tall, a very big bearish man. Grabbing my left arm, he swung me around and I slammed against the side of the van which knocked the wind out of me. Sticking the knife blade at my throat, he got a hand full of my ponytail and shoved me in the van, then he grabbed my bike and threw it on top of me.

I kept thinking “This is not happening, this is not happening” as the driver floored it and sped off. The guy with the knife stayed with me in the back of the van as the black guy drove and talked about the last time he popped a girl’s cherry. The white guy with the knife held it to my throat as his other hand groped my sissy chest and started to go under my top.
The driver, was a very dark-skinned man and looked in his 30’s as well, but he was much taller than the white guy, he was so big, he looked like an ex-football player. The white guy used his knife to cut off my top and sports bra. I saw the puzzled look on his face, then his hand shot down to my crotch…” WHAT THE FUCK!” “This ain’t a bitch, it’s a fucking dude that looks like a bitch!” The black guy slammed on the brakes and yelled back “WHAT?!” They both were frustrated as they swore back and forth as I begged for them not to hurt me. The black guy barked “I ain’t had pussy in months, I don’t care I’m popping that ass!” My heart was going a thousand beats per minute and it was getting hard to breath. Laughing the white guy said, “Let’s see what the little faggot has between his legs.” He slapped me across the face and ordered to take off my biker shorts. I begged them not to touch me, this time I got a punch in the ribs. Shouting out in pain, my hands shook as I took off my shorts revealing my pink panties. “Ain’t that pretty, bitch take those panties off!” In some type of weird response, I cried and kept apologizing.

I laid back on the cold dirty van floor, naked except for frilly ankle socks and pink sneak. “Hey, I thought all you black guys were supposed to have big dicks?” he shouted to the driver. The driver said I wasn’t a man I was a little sissy faggot so I don’t count. “Guess what, this little bitch is even wearing perfume, just for us.” Both men started laughing hard. The white guy started toying with me by pinched my little penis between his thumb and forefinger. “No wonder you dress like a girl”, then he grabbed my balls “What the fuck are these?” It felt like hours that I was being manhandle by this brute in the back of the van. He laughed as I jumped each time he touched me. My fear gave him more power. He would touch me, I would flinch and beg to be let go; followed by him laughing harder and harder. The driver yelled back, “Hey, I’m going to stop at the place where they dump the used clothes outside, we need to put a dress on that so he looks like a real bitch!” Tears continued to run down my cheeks as the guy with the knife looked at me like a piece of rape meat. The van stopped he kept the engine running as he dashed outside and slammed the door. The white guy put the knife up to my throat and said if I made one sound he would slit my throat. The driver quickly returned with an arm full of clothes and threw them in back as the van sped off again. Picking through the clothes he threw a skirt brown skirt, a stained top and a pair of high heel shoe at me. “Put it on bitch” I slowly and nervously put on the smelly clothes and sobbed in the corner of the van. What scared me the most is when disgusting brute said “Pretty, I bet that juicy brown cherry is ready to pop girl”

Finally, I felt the van stop, before the side door slid open a belt was buckled around my neck as I was led out the van. I stumbled both getting out the van and trying to walk in the heels. We were in front of an old abandoned house trailer and I was terrified by the thought of going inside the trailer. “No, no, no, no, no please don’t” I cried but the white guy said mockingly, “We are in the middle of nowhere, scream all you want you pretty girl” as he led me by the belt around my neck up the decaying wooden steps and yanked open the door and the three of us entered the darkness of the trailer.

We stepped on empty beer cans as we walked across the room. I could hardly think because of fear, and knowing these men were going to rape me and I may never leave the trailer. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I saw dirty ripped up carpet, beer cans all over the place, a couple of plastic chairs, a table with half empty whiskey bottles and an old dirty sofa bed that was open. I was pushed towards the sofa bed as one of the animals rubbed my ass. I wanted to vomit. The black guy immediately unzipped, fumbled with his pants, and stepped out of them. He wasn’t wearing underwear and began to stroke his long black dick that hung halfway down his thigh. Panicking I howled “PLEASE!!!” I begged “Don’t do this…..I’m a virgin!!!” Me saying I was a virgin made his dick jump as he continued to stroke his cock and the dark monster got harder and stiff. Then he stood directly behind me and patted my dress covered ass with his now erect cock, like his dick was trying to get underneath it. I freaked! To my surprise, he walked over to one of the plastic chairs, sat down and told me to suck his cock first. Over the past months I imagined what it would be like sucking another man’s penis, but not this way, never this way. I trembled with fear as he positioned my shaking body between his legs.

“Open yo mouth” he commanded and I did. His crotch smelled like it had not been washed in weeks and I did my best not to gag. “Bite me and I’ll knock your teeth out bitch”, he growled while firmly grabbing the base of my ponytail and forcing my head down over his horse cock. I gagged and tried to push away, but this move was met with a swift kick in the nuts. I squirmed in pain but he kept he hand firmly gripped on my ponytail. Suddenly I felt a wet finger in my asshole, the shock made me bite down on the black guy’s dick. He back-handed me across my face and booted me in the balls again. All I could do was try to scream with his horse cock in my mouth. The second guy managed to get his whole finger in my tight anus and said, “Shit, this bitch really is a virgin!” the black guy ignored him as I continued to suck his cock which seemed like forever. When he was satisfied he slowly pulled my head off his cock. When it was fully out, I struggled to get air in my lungs but the other guy never removed his finger from my asshole. I sat there between the black monster’s legs crying because now I knew what they wanted to do to me.

He got up, walked in the kitchen and came back with a can of cooking spray. Pointing to the bed he said “Get yo big ass on the mattress you little bitch, you know what time it is” Tears rolled down my cheeks as I slowly crawled up on the sofa bed. The white thug positioned me on the bed on all-fours so my ass and heels were hanging over the edge of the bed, then flicked the skirt back so my naked brown ass was full exposed. The owner of the black monster, spread my legs far apart, pulled my butt up higher and pushed me head down in the mattress. Behind me I heard him shake the can of spray, and I felt a blast of cooking oil on my virgin asshole, then up and down my ass crack.

The white thug stripped down, hopped on the sofa bed and sat on my shoulders like a wrestling move, penning my arms down and further driving my head into the mattress. I felt his nut sack resting on my neck as I cried and begged them not to do this. “Damn darling, that boy pussy smells so sweet” I heard before I felt the black guy rub his cock between my ass cheeks. In my horror, I thrashed around trying to shake the second guy off my back but he was far too strong and this only excited him more. “Stay still!” barked the black guy and a second later he took his hard cock and smacked my balls. “Awwwwwwwww” I whimpered out as my legs wobbled in pain.

“Man, fuck the little bitch, I want to hear him cry for his mommy.” Then something horrible began pushing against my virgin butthole. The black guy hunched forward and I felt the head of his massive cock forcing its way into my ass. The pain was intense, it was if my ass was being opened with a hot knife. Screams filled the small trailer as his black horse cock split me open. “He’s bleedin already and you are only half way in?!” Deeper and deeper the jumbo black monster worked its way into my guts, the more he forced his rape tool in me, the louder a wailed and begged for him to stop. Tears ran down my cheeks as the guy sitting on the back of my shoulders reached a hand under me and grabbed my hanging ball sack. He wanted me to scream louder as he was jerking off on my back and enjoyed the blood-bath of my no longer virgin ass. He was trying to tear my balls from my body and I squealed like a pig. Pain was coming from everywhere and I thought I would pass out. Matted coarse pubic finally rest on my smooth chubby ass cheeks with a splat, sending a sticky fluid rolling down my balls. He was killing me but I had no more energy to fight back.

Now the black rapist was humping me in rhythm, I just laid there was cried. “Cry for yo momma boy!” I didn’t know who said it, but when I didn’t do it fast enough, my sore balls were squeezed harder. “HELP ME MOMMY!!!” I blubbered, “Help me please…” I wailed. The thrushes were getting faster as he gripped my hips like a vise. The cock would go deep in me then pull all the way out, he repeated this as the white guy jerked off faster until I felt spurts of hot liquid on my back. He got off my shoulders, lifted my head up by my ponytail and shot his remaining load in my face; covering my eyes, lips and mouth. Once he was done, he slammed my head back on the mattress like I was a piece of trash. The black guy started breathing hard and roared “Daddy’s about to shoot this shit in yo ass!” And with a few more rapid humps I felt wave after wave explosive liquid being deposited in my bloody asshole. I remained motionless as his cock softened in my anus, I did not want to make him angry because God know what they would do to me next.

The mattress was soaked with sweat, tears, blood and their cum. When he withdrew his cock from my anus and it made a farting sound while made the white thug giggle. My ass had been turned inside out and my butthole would not close. Both men got a chair, positioned them behind me while sharing a bottle of booze and watching the combination of cum and blood ooze out me destroyed anus. They were both drinking and enjoying what they had done to me, as I lay sprawled on the sleazy, freshly stained mattress in pain and totally humiliated. My young mind could not comprehend what had just happened to me. If I thought they were finished I was terribly wrong. The white rapist now wanted my ass next. Still facing away from them, he had got behind me and slapped my ass with such force that I was sure it left a bruise on my tender feminine ass. He grabbed be around the neck and flipped me on my back. “Now it’s my turn to fuck your little faggot ass princess” he said with a dirty grin.

He grabbed both of my ankles with his powerful hands and lifted them high over my head. My ass was lifted off the mattress. “Grab these” he said to the black guy. When he walked over to hold my ankles, I was nauseated to see the weapon that has just mutilated butt. His cock was still slick and almost beet red from what he had done to me. “Please, let me go” I weakly moaned out, but there was no mercy. He grasped my ankles and pulled them back past my head. I was now on my back with my ass up high off the mattress. He held me tight and spread my legs apart. The white guy’s cock wasn’t as large as the black guy’s but it was big enough. He aimed his purple headed cock at my asshole and flopped down on top of me. “I’m going to fuck your pussy, you little cunt. I can’t wait to fill you with my cum princess.”, he barked at me. Then he dropped down on me again and his hard fat cock ripped my butt open again as he penetrated me fully in one horrible instant. Another scream escaped from my throat and things grew dark as my rape ordeal pushed long into the night. He pounded at my ass like a jack hammer as the other guy held my ankles and kept my legs spread wide. I just wanted to die as they abused me. I was crying uncontrollably. He fucked my ass without mercy. Then he shuddered violently, groaned deeply like an animal on a mission as he picked up speed. My ass was now sloppy and squished each time he jammed his cock in me. Without warning, several blasts of cum jetted in my bowels. He filled me with his cum just like he said he would.

When he got up, his cock popped out of me, and once again cum streamed out my battered hole. They returned to the table and went back to drinking and laughing at my misery. They discussed putting me in a dog kennel that had out back as they laughed. I covered my face and sobbed loudly to their delight. They even talked about calling up a couple more of their friends that just got out of prison to ask them if they wanted fresh sissy pussy. I was now curled up in the fetal position wailing and rocking from side to side. My asshole felt like it had been ripped apart, I was covered in bumps and bruises and I thought they were going to rape me over and over and over.

The two brutes kept drinking and thinking of ways to use their new sex toy, I listened until my body finally shut down. When I awoke, things were quiet; I looked over and saw that one guy was passed out while still sitting in his chair, and the other was sprawled across the table. I waited for a few minutes to make sure it was safe and slowly crept toward the door as both were snoring loudly. I crawled to the door and held my breath as I opened it about a foot. They didn’t move, so I slithered through the opening. Once outside I found that the keys were in the ignition of the van. Holding my breath, I turned the key and the van roared to life. As I hit the gas and sped off, in the side mirror I saw the trailer door burst open and saw the naked black guy bolt down the steps. But he was too late. I raced down the driveway and turned onto the dirt road. I was free!

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